Chapter 404 The Aura of a Peak Spirit Saint
Chapter 404 The Aura of a Peak Spirit Saint
The next afternoon.
Training Course.
Seventeen Spirit Emperor Realm cultivators, plus Dao Yi and Zhou Lei, two Spirit Venerable Realm cultivators, stood in three neat rows.
Li Xiaoyao was also there. He had been in seclusion these past few days, trying to comprehend the wind-elemental law crystal. Today, he was informed that the master was going to "demonstrate" something at the training ground, so he immediately rushed over from his seclusion room.
Everyone waited quietly.
No one dared to whisper.
Since last night, an inexplicable sense of oppression has permeated the entire Immortal Ascension Island. That oppressive feeling is not directed at any one person, but every cultivator above the Spirit Emperor Realm can feel it—the concentration of laws in the air has changed.
It became thicker, heavier, and more... domineering.
Dao Yi stood at the front of the line, his palms sweating profusely.
He sensed it last night. After his lord emerged from the secret chamber, his aura was completely different from seven days ago. Seven days ago, his lord was already strong enough; the pressure of a mid-stage Spirit Saint could make him, a mere early-stage Spirit Venerable, feel breathless.
But now—
He didn't even dare to directly sense the master's presence.
It's like standing on the edge of a cliff and looking down. You know you'll be fine as long as you don't jump, but your body instinctively tells you—don't get close.
Footsteps approached.
Lu Sheng walked over from the other end of the corridor.
He wasn't wearing his usual combat uniform today, just a gray short-sleeved shirt and black pants. He didn't bring his Dragon Devourer, walking into the training ground empty-handed.
All the monks cried out in unison, "Our Lord!"
Lu Sheng waved his hand, signaling them to stop shouting.
He walked to the center of the training field and stood still.
He looked around at everyone present.
"I called you here today to show you something."
Lu Sheng's voice wasn't loud, but every word was clearly audible to everyone.
"Most of you have probably already sensed that my cultivation level has changed these past few days."
Dao Yi nodded silently in his heart. It wasn't just a change; it was a complete transformation.
"I won't beat around the bush." Lu Sheng raised his right hand.
Gray, regular fluctuations emanated from his palm.
The air on the training field seemed to freeze instantly.
It wasn't a light, superficial suppression. It was a real, tangible solidification of space that could be felt on a physical level. Every cultivator felt their body suddenly become several times heavier, the circulation of their spiritual energy plummeted, and even breathing became difficult.
The cultivators at the Spirit Emperor Realm all had drastic changes in expression.
Dao Yi and Zhou Lei in the front row even bent over.
Dao Yi's lightning-based laws surged wildly within his body, attempting to resist the suppression. But as soon as he activated his laws, he felt a deeper force of rules pressing his laws back down like a hand.
I can't move.
It's not a difference in strength. It's a crushing defeat on a higher level.
"This is the suppression of rules at the peak of the mid-stage of the Spirit Saint Realm," Lu Sheng said calmly.
Peak of the mid-stage Spirit Saint Realm!
Dao Yi's mind went blank for a moment.
Seven days ago, the Lord was only at the mid-stage of the Spirit Saint realm. Seven days later—he's already reached the peak of the mid-stage?
What speed is that?
Zhou Lei had already knelt on one knee. His fire elemental laws were completely suppressed, and not a single spark could be emitted.
Lu Sheng checked their condition and withdrew the rule suppression.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Several cultivators at the Spirit Emperor Realm sat down on the ground, panting heavily.
"Did you see it clearly?" Lu Sheng asked.
No one answered.
It's not that I don't want to answer, I'm just still recovering.
"The difference between the peak of the mid-stage Spirit Saint realm and the mid-stage Spirit Saint realm is what you just felt," Lu Sheng said. "And the difference between the mid-stage Spirit Saint realm and the Spirit Venerable realm is even greater. The difference between the Spirit Venerable realm and the Spirit Emperor realm is even greater."
"I'm not saying this to discourage you. I'm saying it to let you know that your current strength is nothing in the grand scheme of the universe."
The training ground was so quiet you could hear the sea breeze.
"But—" Lu Sheng changed the subject. "You don't need to compare yourselves to those monsters in the universe. You only need to do one thing."
"Protect the Earth while I'm gone."
Dao Yi was startled.
When the Lord is not present?
What does this mean? Does it mean the Lord is leaving Earth?
Lu Sheng didn't explain. He looked at Dao Yi.
"Dao Yi, come here."
Dao Yi stepped forward and stood three meters away from Lu Sheng.
"I'm now using the rules of a mid-stage peak Spirit Saint to suppress you for thirty seconds. You must withstand it with all the power of an early-stage Spirit Venerable. If you can withstand it, it means your training these past two weeks hasn't been in vain. If you can't—"
Lu Sheng paused for a moment.
"It's normal that I can't handle it. But I'll increase the training volume."
Dao Yi swallowed hard.
Thirty seconds?
That oppressive force only lasted for less than ten seconds before he couldn't withstand it. Thirty seconds?
But he did not back down.
"Your subordinate is ready."
Lu Sheng raised his hand.
The gray fluctuations of the rules surged forth once more. This time, they did not affect anyone else, precisely locking the suppression onto Dao Yi alone.
Dao Yi's body suddenly sank.
The laws of lightning exploded within him, purple arcs of electricity coursing wildly across his body. His teeth clenched so tightly they rattled, and the veins on his neck bulged.
Five seconds.
Dao Yi was still standing.
His lightning-based laws found a gap in the suppression of the rules. An arc of electricity emerged from that gap, condensing into a fist-sized ball of lightning above his head.
ten seconds.
The ball of lightning trembled, but did not shatter.
Dao Yi's legs were trembling, but he stubbornly refused to kneel down.
Lu Sheng nodded slightly.
Fifteen seconds.
Blood seeped from the corner of Dao Yi's mouth. His spiritual energy was greatly depleted, but he was desperately trying to maintain the lightning sphere.
Twenty seconds.
The lightning ball finally shattered.
Dao Yi knelt on one knee, panting heavily.
"Twenty seconds," Lu Sheng said. "Ten seconds better than last time."
He withdrew his suppression and looked at Dao Yi.
"There's a ten-second gap. You have ten days to make it up."
Dao raised his head, the blood at the corner of his mouth still untouched, but his eyes shone with a frightening intensity.
"I will certainly do it!"
Lu Sheng didn't say anything more. He turned to look at the other cultivators.
"Starting today, all Spirit Emperor Realm cultivators will receive an additional hour of rule suppression training each day. Dao Yi and Zhou Lei will take turns acting as the suppression source for you."
"in addition--"
Lu Sheng's gaze swept across the crowd.
"I may be leaving Earth for a period of time soon."
really.
Dao Yi's heart tightened.
"During my absence, Luo Tianfei will be fully responsible for Earth's defense and daily management. Military command will be handed over to Dao Yi."
Dao Yi was stunned. "My lord, I—"
"You are the only Spirit Venerable Realm cultivator on Earth," Lu Sheng interrupted him. "There is no other choice but you."
Dao opened his mouth, but swallowed back the refusal that was about to come out.
"Yes."
Lu Sheng nodded and strode out of the training ground.
As he walked out of the training ground gate, Li Xiaoyao chased after him from behind.
"My lord!"
Lu Sheng stopped in his tracks.
"What is it?"
Li Xiaoyao rubbed his hands together. "My lord, that wind-elemental law crystal... I've been trying to comprehend it for nine days, and yesterday I finally got to the point!"
"A breakthrough?"
"Just one more breath. But I can feel it, it's almost there. Give me three more days—"
"Two days," Lu Sheng said, uttering just two words.
"Break through within two days. After that, immediately report to Dao Yi. While I'm away, you will stay with Dao Yi."
Li Xiaoyao nodded vigorously. "Yes!"
Lu Sheng didn't linger and headed straight for the secret room.
He pushed open the stone door and sat down on the stone bed.
Peak of the mid-stage of the Spirit Saint realm.
After consuming the remains of three Spirit Immortals, his cultivation had reached this level. He was only one step away from the late stage of Spirit Saint.
But this thin veil cannot be pierced by meditation and enlightenment alone.
He needs more of the source.
The old divine abyss.
That star-sized remains are his only option now.
"Wait two more days."
Lu Sheng closed his eyes.
The final answer from the Divine Court of Myriad Phenomena will be available in three days.
Regardless of the answer, he was going to the Abyss of the Old Gods.
But before that, he had to get things sorted out on Earth.
The communicator vibrated.
Luo Tianfei's voice came through.
"Lu Sheng. Elder Xuan Yin's spacecraft has re-entered the edge of the solar system. It is expected to arrive at Earth in six hours."
Lu Sheng opened his eyes.
It's ahead of schedule?
There were three days left in the ten-day deadline he gave. The Divine Court of Myriad Phenomena responded two and a half days ahead of schedule.
"They arrived quite quickly."
Lu Sheng stood up and stretched his neck.
"It seems the Celestial Venerable of All Manifestations has made his decision."
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