Chapter 90 The Eye of Life.
After today's round-robin tournament ended, Wu Xuan and his group returned to the hotel under Wang Yan's leadership.
Seeing Wu Xuan go straight to his room to rest, Huo Yuhao was about to knock when Wang Yan stopped him.
"Yuhao! Don't disturb Wu Xuan. He specifically told me that he seized the opportunity to advance and needs to focus on cultivation for the next day or two. We'll discuss anything after he finishes cultivating," Wang Yan said, adjusting his glasses.
"I understand, Teacher Wang," Huo Yuhao replied, glancing at Wu Xuan's room with a look of resentment as he clenched his fist.
Inside the room, Wu Xuan took out his trembling storage soul tool. As soon as he injected soul power, the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife fell out, and the previously trembling level-three storage soul tool suddenly cracked, then shattered in two.
Looking at the ruined soul tool, Wu Xuan frowned. He clenched his left hand into a claw, and silver light instantly radiated from his palm. With a flick of his left arm, a dazzling spear appeared in his hand.
The next moment, the Gathering of Sharpness activated, and Wu Xuan reached out to grab the Soul-Devouring Carving Blade on the ground.
Wu Xuan wasn't acting recklessly; with Tianmeng and Bingdi within his spiritual sea, and his own Soul-Breaking Spear's extremely sharp martial soul talent, he had nothing to fear from the Soul-Devouring Carving Blade!
The instant his fingertips touched the Soul-Devouring Carving Blade, an extremely cold aura, accompanied by terrifying ferocity, began to invade Wu Xuan's body, rising upwards and drilling into his spiritual sea.
But the next moment, the Gathering of Sharpness activated, and the sharp spiritual spear intent directly shattered the invading ferocity.
Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, still asleep, suddenly awoke with a start: "Little Wu Xuan, what's going on? Is someone taking over our territory?"
"No! Just a broken, ferocious soul that's lived for thousands of years, a nobody." Looking at the awakened Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, Wu Xuan shook his head and chuckled.
"A malevolent spirit? I'm best at dealing with things related to mental power. Let me give it a punch first." Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was excited, and the next moment, a dazzling golden light shone in Wu Xuan's eyes.
The light burst forth and slammed into the malevolent spirit that was trying to invade Wu Xuan's mental sea.
The malevolent spirit was directly bounced back, so much so that the malevolent blade itself emitted a somewhat shrill hum, and its body trembled slightly, emitting wisps of azure energy.
"Hehe! Aren't I amazing?" Tianmeng Ice Silkworm laughed triumphantly.
Wu Xuan facepalmed. Amazing my foot! This wasn't even close to the full extent of his power.
"Little Wu Xuan, what are you doing with this food?" Ice Emperor opened her crystal-yellow eyes and asked curiously.
"Bingbing! You're awake?" Tianmeng Ice Silkworm immediately waddled over.
"You food dare to get in my way? Get lost!" Ice Emperor kicked Tianmeng Ice Silkworm away again.
"Little Wu Xuan, ignore that trash. What can I do for you?" Ice Emperor said, offering what he considered his most gentle smile.
"Uh! It's a small matter, just a broken fiend. You don't really need to bother with all this." Wu Xuan's lips twitched.
"Fiend? I'm much better at dealing with these things. Dare to compete with me in ferocity?"
The next moment, a glint of emerald light flashed in Wu Xuan's originally dark eyes. An aura a hundred times more terrifying than the Soul-Devouring Fiend Blade erupted from his spiritual consciousness, slamming heavily onto the Soul-Devouring Fiend Blade.
This time, the Fiend Blade let out a mournful cry, its previously emitted emerald light completely shattered.
Wu Xuan calmly rubbed his temples. As expected of a 300,000-year-old fiend, its ferocity was truly formidable.
"Done! I crippled him in one move." Ice Emperor laughed, hands on hips.
"Impressive! Impressive!" Wu Xuan sighed helplessly.
The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm and Ice Emperor were fused into his spiritual sea. With their protection, Wu Xuan's spiritual sea was absolutely impregnable!
Wu Xuan brandished the Soul-Shattering Spear, and the first soul ring, as black as ink, lit up around the spear.
"First Soul Skill, Soul Explosion!"
The Soul-Shattering Spear hummed, and sharp spiritual energy shot out from the rhombus-shaped crystal, piercing towards the carving knife on the table. Wu Xuan unleashed Soul Explosion with spiritual energy now comparable to a Soul Douluo; its power was absolutely extraordinary.
A piercing scream, like a mournful howl, suddenly erupted from the carving knife.
This time, the Soul-Devouring Blade didn't just tremble; as if in a death throes, a dense azure light burst forth from its body, forming a ferocious face in the air, roaring madly as it lunged at Wu Xuan.
"Hmph! I've been waiting for you." Wu Xuan sneered, the Soul-Shattering Spear dissipated, and a raging green wind surged forth from his body, instantly enveloping the Soul-Devouring Blade and the hideous face.
The Ferocious face within the azure light struggled violently, but to no avail. The terrifying annihilation power of the Extreme Wind suddenly activated, accelerating the wear and tear on the evil spirit by hundreds and thousands.
Time slowly passed, and after an unknown period, the originally ferocious face within the Soul-Devouring Carving Blade gradually blurred, surrounded by azure light. However, from within that azure light, wisps of black energy evaporated and disappeared under the constant wear and tear. The azure light on the Soul-Devouring Carving Blade also began to become increasingly pure and gentle.
The entire annihilation process wasn't particularly fast, but as the last wisp of black energy on the Soul-Devouring Carving Blade quietly disappeared, the azure light emanating from its body became as clear as water, without a trace of impurity. The originally dark body of the carving blade transformed into something resembling azure crystal.
"Such abundant life force!" Ice Empress's surprised voice suddenly came from within her spiritual sea.
If she had such a piece when she underwent her tribulation, perhaps she could truly use it to survive the next heavenly tribulation. However, this thought was only fleeting; she didn't regret gambling this time by making it Wu Xuan's soul ring.
Wu Xuan nodded slightly and picked up the purified Soul-Devouring Carving Knife from the table. At this moment, the fierce aura that originally existed within the knife had completely vanished. The carving knife felt warm and smooth to the touch, and it didn't emit any aura; it truly felt like it had been carved from crystal.
The Gold of Life! Wu Xuan carefully examined the carving knife in his hand.
According to his vague memories from his previous life, Wu Xuan placed the Gold of Life vertically between his eyebrows.
The moment the carving knife touched his skin, he first felt a warm aura, and then, a strange sensation immediately emanated from his spiritual sea, surging out from between his eyebrows and flowing into the Gold of Life that was pressed against his forehead.
In an instant, the golden light of life shone brightly, and an extremely rich and vigorous life force instantly flowed into Wu Xuan's body through his brow.
In that instant, Wu Xuan's entire body was dyed azure, even his spiritual sea was no exception. Under the intense azure light, even the spiritual essence of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm and the Ice Emperor was temporarily covered.
An unprecedented feeling of comfort spread throughout his body. Wu Xuan seemed to see everything within his body, and everything had now turned into a vibrant azure. His meridians became more elastic, his internal organs became stronger, his bones became harder, and his entire being seemed to be undergoing a qualitative change.
Just as Wu Xuan was joyfully experiencing the changes within his body, suddenly, the immense life force paused, and the comfortable feeling weakened drastically within a few seconds.
Wu Xuan frowned and opened his eyes, only to see that the carving knife, purified into the golden light of life, had left his brow. Even more terrifying, the sharp tip of the carving knife was pointing directly at his forehead above his brow.
Before Wu Xuan could react, the Soul-Devouring Carving Blade had already plunged down, the blade instantly embedding itself in his skull. The intense pain caused Wu Xuan's body to convulse violently. With the blade in his head, the previously surging life force rushed in instantly. Wu Xuan's experience was as if someone else had been struck by his soul pressure; his head felt like it had been hit by a giant hammer, and his mind went completely blank.
A massive amount of life force surged from Wu Xuan's forehead into his sea of consciousness, instantly engulfing the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm that had crawled back and the Ice Emperor who had been observing him.
At this moment, Wu Xuan's sea of consciousness had become a vast, emerald-green ocean. The dense life force gradually thickened, and his sea of consciousness itself expanded outwards at an astonishing speed.
The carving blade piercing Wu Xuan's forehead trembled slightly, but no blood flowed from the wound.
Instead, the golden carving blade of life force slowly softened, turning into a bluish-green liquid that flowed into Wu Xuan's head through the wound.
Wu Xuan's entire body was once again enveloped in a thick cyan color, with a vast life force emanating from his forehead and continuously washing over his body.
The wound that had been opened did not close as the carving knife merged with it; instead, a strange sensation surged into the wound on his forehead, instantly turning it a brilliant gold, like an eye!
After an unknown amount of time, Wu Xuan's consciousness returned. This time, what he saw began to change. He saw his bones, muscles, and meridians.
The sound of flowing blood was like a babbling brook, rich in vital energy and exuding vigorous vitality. His bones, muscles, meridians, and internal organs were all covered in a strange cyan color. This cyan was merging with his body, gradually fading in color.
Wu Xuan controlled his spiritual power to enter his Sea of Spirit. At this moment, his Sea of Spirit was completely different from before; it had not only increased several times in size, but the entire Sea of Spirit was filled with vibrant life, the rich life force nourishing its core.
The space was milky white, stretching as far as the eye could see. Upon entering, the first thing he saw was a turquoise lake, brimming with vitality. The lake's surface was as smooth as a mirror, and a rich life force nourished his entire spiritual sea.
"What a vast space!" Wu Xuan exclaimed in astonishment, sensing the immense size of his spiritual sea. Compared to before, it had increased at least threefold, and its stability was unknown.
Looking closer, he saw a bead, or rather, a second sea of consciousness, floating on the turquoise lake.
This bead was also turquoise, crystal clear, and radiating a soft light, like a golden carving knife of life.
On the top floor of the Star Emperor Hotel, in a conference room specifically provided for the Shrek Academy team, Wang Yan sat in the main seat. To his left were six members of the reserve team, while to his right were Chen Zifeng and Ling Luochen from the main team.
The round-robin tournament was now in its middle stages, and today the Shrek Academy team was about to play their third match.
Sitting at the head of the right side of the conference table, Chen Zifeng looked at the crowd outside the window and reminded everyone, "Teacher Wang, the other teams have already entered. Let's go in too. Although our opponents are strong today, with Ling Luochen and me, they won't be able to cause any trouble."
Wang Yan was silent for a moment, then stood up and nodded.
"Then we won't wait for Wu Xuan for today's match. Let's stick to the previous arrangement. Chen Zifeng, Ling Luochen, Bei Bei, Xu Sanshi, Jiang Nannan, Wang Dong, and Huo Yuhao, the seven of you will compete."
"Yes, Teacher Wang," everyone responded.
Wang Yan nodded and then led everyone out in single file.
At the hotel entrance, Wang Yan paused again, hoping that nothing would happen; Wu Xuan's closed door remained unopened.
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