Chapter 813: The Three Mandalas
Above the Celestial River, Mandala sat cross legged on the water lotus, her mind immersed in the profound insights flowing through her. Under the Heavenly Emperor's spiritual transmission, the mysteries of One Qi Transforming into Three Purities that had once eluded her suddenly became clear.
As she realized the preciousness of the inheritance, Mandala's focused posture shifted slightly, and she began forming an ancient and intricate seal with her hands.
A deep hum echoed through the air, and the heavens seemed to respond to her actions.
"One Qi Transforming into Three Purities!"
"Blade of Division!"
Mandala's soft voice carried a mysterious resonance. A strange spiritual light burst from her body, harmonizing with the celestial vibrations, and from this union, a phantom blade began to take shape.
The blade, though clearly visible, exuded an ethereal and illusory aura. It seemed both real and unreal, existing on the edge of perception.
The Heavenly Emperor watched with a pleased smile. Mandala had reached a critical stage in mastering the technique. The next step was to wield the blade and create her avatars.
Standing gracefully, Mandala changed the seal in her hands and gazed at the phantom blade above her.
"Cut!" she commanded firmly.
The blade trembled before descending with immense force toward her.
It struck her head directly but caused no physical harm, passing through her body as if it were an illusion. Yet, as it exited, a splash of blood like light emerged, gathering to her left and pulsating with strange energy.
Xiao Ze observed intently, his powerful spiritual sense discerning the truth. The blade had severed a fragment of Mandala's true soul while preserving its integrity through the divine technique.
With another resounding command, Mandala directed the blade once more. It sliced through her again, severing a second fragment of her true soul.
The two fragments of soul light twisted and turned before taking the form of two elegant figures.
At the center stood Mandala, clad in her black dress. On her left appeared a serene woman in white, her expression calm and eyes profound. To her right was a woman in purple, her face adorned with a faint smile.
Even Xiao Ze, with his sharp perception, could sense no difference in the aura of the three Mandalas. Both avatars radiated power at the Heavenly Sovereign level, matching Mandala's own.
"One Qi Transforming into Three Purities," Xiao Ze marveled. "It truly lives up to its reputation as an unparalleled divine technique."
Mandala had essentially created two additional Heavenly Sovereign level combatants with this single breakthrough.
The Heavenly Emperor smiled affectionately as he approached the three Mandalas. It was as if his beloved daughter had suddenly multiplied, filling him with pride and joy.
"Well done," he said warmly as all three Mandalas bowed in unison.
"Heavenly Emperor, I've succeeded!" they said in harmony, their voices blending as one.
"Good, good!" the Heavenly Emperor said, patting the heads of the three Mandalas with both hands. Mandala closed her eyes, cherishing these final moments with him.
As a newly ascended Heavenly Sovereign, Mandala could sense the Heavenly Emperor's spiritual remnant was fading quickly.
Xiao Ze respectfully kept his distance, allowing them their moment together.
Not long after, the Heavenly Emperor summoned Xiao Ze.
"My time is almost up," he said solemnly. "Mandala has inherited One Qi Transforming into Three Purities, and you have been acknowledged by the Heavenly Emperor Sword. You two are now the rightful successors of the Ancient Heavenly Palace."
He continued, "While our palace's foundations don't rival those of the Chaos God Palace, it has its treasures. The Celestial River, for instance, is invaluable for nurturing one's forces. There's also the library of ancient techniques, but it has its own spirit and won't yield to just anyone even with the Heavenly Emperor Sword in your hand."
Xiao Ze nodded.
"I understand, Senior."
The Heavenly Emperor's gaze softened as he turned to Mandala.
"Mandala has a reserved nature. That she's opened up to you means she truly trusts you. Please take care of her in the battles to come."
Xiao Ze bowed deeply.
"Rest assured, Senior. As the leader of the Origin Realm, Mandala is under my protection. I will not let any harm befall her."
Mandala added, her tone steady but resolute, "Heavenly Emperor, I am now a Heavenly Sovereign and possess One Qi Transforming into Three Purities. Those demon emperors won't have it easy if they come after me."
The Heavenly Emperor smiled and offered additional guidance on mastering the technique. Mandala listened attentively, cherishing his every word.
Eventually, the Heavenly Emperor reached out to gently touch the head of the central Mandala, his expression filled with peace. His form grew increasingly transparent, and Mandala's eyes turned red with tears.
As his other hand rose to wipe away her tears, it dissolved into countless motes of light, scattering into the Celestial River.
Mandala's tears streamed freely as she watched him disappear. Xiao Ze bowed silently, paying his respects to the ancient hero.
After some time, Mandala took a deep breath and composed herself.
"Let's go. I've been away from the Origin Realm for too long," she said, placing her two avatars into the Celestial River for nourishment.
"Agreed. Once we've stabilized the Origin Realm, we'll relocate the treasures into a new space," Xiao Ze replied.
With one final glance at the Celestial River, he waved his sleeve to open a spatial portal. Stepping through, he disappeared, followed by Mandala, who lingered briefly before leaving.
Upon exiting the Ancient Heavenly Palace, Xiao Ze received a message from Qing Yanjing.
"Xiao Ze, the Clan Martial Meeting is in a month. Be prepared to leave soon."
Xiao Ze's expression turned contemplative. He nodded slightly, acknowledging the message as they moved forward.
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