354: Chapter 348 Returning to the Myriad Swords Sect

It was like a person frozen in a snowy land suddenly jumping into a steaming hot spring.

Every thought, every wisp of Divine Sense, was cheering.

"This power..."

Chen Zhiwen widened his eyes.

His face was full of shock.

"It is not the power of vitality."

"The green land over there emits wood-attribute vitality that can ripen Spiritual Plants and nourish the Physical Body."

"But this red soil..."

He carefully sensed the path of that warm current flowing in his body.

It did not go to strengthen his Divine Soul intensity.

Instead, it was... repairing!

"It is nourishing the Origin of my Divine Soul!"

Chen Zhiwen lowered his head abruptly.

Looking at the inconspicuous red soil under his feet.

His eyes became extremely fiery.

"My Divine Soul, due to years of practicing forbidden techniques, plus several forced overdrafts before, actually already left hidden injuries."

"Although it cannot be seen normally, it is like fine cracks on porcelain."

"Once encountering high-intensity Divine Sense clashes, these cracks could collapse."

This was also his hidden danger all along.

Previously taking Soul Nourishing Pills could only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

To completely repair, it would take at least a year or two of quiet cultivation, or finding a Grade 5 or higher Spirit Wood for soul nourishment.

But now.

"It is healing!"

Chen Zhiwen clearly "saw" that.

The few fine cracks deep in his Divine Soul, under the nourishment of this red warm current.

Were wriggling, closing, and disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"This repair speed..."

"It is simply shocking!"

"This effect is definitely no less than the legendary Grade 5 top-grade Spirit Wood for soul nourishment!"

Chen Zhiwen could no longer hold back.

He walked directly to the center of this red land.

He sat cross-legged.

"A heaven-sent opportunity!"

"Since it can be repaired, let's repair it thoroughly at once!"

He let go of all defenses.

He spread out his Divine Soul without reservation like a dry sponge, greedily absorbing the nourishment from the ground.

Time.

In this strange space, it seemed to have lost its meaning.

Chen Zhiwen felt like he had slept a long sleep.

Or was conceived again in the womb.

That warm, safe, and full feeling made him intoxicated and unwilling to wake up.

I don't know how long it passed.

Maybe a few months, maybe a few years.

When Chen Zhiwen opened his eyes again.

His Divine Soul body had condensed to the extreme.

The originally somewhat illusory edges were now as clear as if carved by a knife.

His whole body radiated a moist luster.

All hidden injuries, all hidden dangers, all disappeared.

Replaced by an unprecedented Perfection and strength.

"Huu..."

Chen Zhiwen stood up.

Feeling refreshed, his thinking agile to the extreme.

"My Divine Sense has returned to its Peak state!"

"Even a bit stronger than before I was injured!"

He clenched his fists.

Although the Divine Soul has no Physical Body, he could feel the sense of power to control everything.

"Great."

"With this red soil, I will have no worries about using those Divine Soul forbidden techniques with huge side effects in the future."

"As long as I don't suffer Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering on the spot."

"Escape here to sleep, and I can be full of life again!"

This is a top-tier sanatorium carried with him!

Chen Zhiwen looked down at the red soil under his feet.

His curiosity was stronger.

"What exactly is this thing?"

"Why does it have such Heaven-Defying effects?"

He tried to condense his Divine Sense into a needle, wanting to pierce into the ground to find out.

"Chi—"

The needle of Divine Sense easily pierced into the ground.

One inch.

Two inches.

Three inches.

"Clang!"

When it went three inches deep.

An extremely tough and repulsive rebound force came.

Directly bouncing his Divine Sense back.

"Can't get in?"

Chen Zhiwen was unwilling to give up, trying several locations.

The results were the same.

Below three inches, it seemed there was some insurmountable Restriction.

Or perhaps some shocking secret was buried.

"It seems that with my current strength, I cannot spy on the truth below."

Chen Zhiwen withdrew his Divine Sense with some regret.

But he was not greedy.

"There is plenty of time."

"As long as this bead is in my hands, the secret will be solved one day."

He looked around.

He estimated the time.

"I felt like months passed inside."

"According to the time flow here, the outside world has probably only passed about one day."

"Cannot delay any longer."

Chen Zhiwen moved his Divine Thought.

His Divine Soul instantly turned into a stream of light, rushing into the sky and leaving this magical space.

...

Outside.

In the cave.

Chen Zhiwen opened his eyes.

At that moment, the entire dim cave seemed to flash with electric light.

That was the phenomenon of Divine Sense overflowing.

He quickly restrained his aura.

He carefully put the Blood Sun Burning Crystal back into his storage ring.

Then he stood up and walked out of the cave.

At this time.

It was deep night outside.

The sea breeze whistled, and the waves hit the shore.

The isolated island was pitch black.

"Time to go."

Chen Zhiwen looked back at the isolated island where he had stayed for more than twenty days.

This place witnessed his transformation.

His hands quickly formed Seals.

Several earthy yellow spiritual lights were cast.

"Rumble..."

The cave where he lived collapsed instantly and was buried by rubble.

Immediately after, he cleaned up all the residual aura around, and even wiped away some obvious footprints with palm wind.

As an old Jianghu hand.

The cleanup work must be done flawlessly.

He must not leave any clues for followers.

After doing all this.

Chen Zhiwen pointed his toes.

His whole body shot into the sky like a big bird.

But he did not choose to fly close to the sea.

But went all the way up, up, and up!

Through the clouds.

Through the mist.

Until he reached the sky ten thousand zhang high.

Here.

It is called the "Four Element Heavy Sky".

It is also one of the most dangerous forbidden zones besides the deep sea.

"Whoosh—!!!"

The strong wind here is no longer just wind.

But has turned into substantial gang-knives.

Every wisp of wind contains terrifying power enough to tear apart gold and stone.

What is even more terrifying is.

This place is filled with chaotic Four Element spiritual power—Earth, Water, Fire, Wind.

They collide and explode without any rules.

Forming spiritual power vortexes that are hard to distinguish with the naked eye.

A little carelessness will be swept into it and twisted into powder.

Chen Zhiwen floated in this dark night sky.

His clothes rustled in the gale, but his figure was as stable as Mount Tai.

A layer of faint spiritual light shield isolated the gale.

"If I take a spiritual boat, although it is comfortable, the target is too big."

"In this Four Element Heavy Sky, it's like a moving target."

"And the defensive Formation of the spiritual boat will cause violent fluctuations in the surrounding spiritual power, attracting those predators in the Void Realm."

Chen Zhiwen's eyes were cold.

He didn't want to cause trouble.

Nor did he want to waste time on the road.

"Relying on myself is the most reliable."

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

Deep in his pupils, two strange runes slowly rotated.

Divine Ability—Illusory Truth Eye!

"Open!"

With his low shout.

The world in front of him changed instantly.

The originally pitch-black and chaotic Void Realm turned into a combination of countless lines and color blocks in his vision.

He could clearly see the direction of those violent airflows.

He could see those spiritual power vortexes hidden in the darkness.

Even...

He could see several huge shadows radiating fierce aura in the distance.

"That is... Grade 4 Thunder Wing Bird?"

"And over there... Void Jellyfish?"

Chen Zhiwen's heart tightened.

This Four Element Heavy Sky is indeed well-deserved.

It is full of crises and is no less inferior to the deep sea.

High-level Yao Beasts, or even extraterrestrial races, may appear here.

"Go!"

He chose a route that avoided all danger zones.

His figure flickered.

His whole body seemed to melt into the wind.

Without causing any spiritual power fluctuations.

Like a ghost, he shuttled through the gaps of the storm.

This is the advantage of a Body Cultivator.

The Physical Body is strong, and there is no need to maintain a large-scale shield at all times.

Coupled with his powerful Divine Soul perception and the assistance of the Illusory Truth Eye.

He can walk on flat ground even in such a desperate situation.

After flying for an hour.

Chen Zhiwen's speed did not decrease at all.

But this boring flight made him not only not tired, but a little bored because of the fullness of the Divine Soul.

"Anyway, I'm free."

"Might as well try that."

While maintaining high-speed flight, he divided a wisp of his mind.

Explored into the depths of the storage ring.

There, he stored the spoils he scavenged from Xia Yu and Wan Xingwang and others.

Among them were several Storage Pouches, which were placed with extremely brilliant Restrictions.

Previously, because his Divine Sense was damaged, he dared not forcibly break them.

Now that his Divine Sense has returned to its Peak, it is just right to practice.

"Break for me!"

Chen Zhiwen's Divine Sense turned into a sharp knife, fiercely piercing the core of the Restriction of one of the Storage Pouches.

"Hum—"

The Restriction lit up with a dazzling white light.

A powerful rebound force came.

"Eh?"

Chen Zhiwen gave a light sound.

"What an exquisite chain Restriction."

"This is not Xia Yu's handwriting, it should be the Seal placed by the Xia family Old Ancestor himself."

He immediately increased the output of his Divine Sense.

Impacting the Restriction wave after wave like a tide.

The two sides launched a fierce tug-of-war on a microscopic level.

After a full incense stick of time.

A thin layer of sweat seeped out on Chen Zhiwen's forehead.

Although the Restriction was shaky and its light dimmed a lot.

But it always guarded the last line of defense, even faintly showing a posture of "if you force me again, I will self-destruct".

"Stop!"

Chen Zhiwen decisively stopped.

Not choosing to force it.

If the treasure inside was destroyed along with the Restriction, it would not be worth the loss.

"It seems that relying on the strength of Divine Sense alone is not enough."

"This level of Restriction involves extremely complex Formation evolution and Divine Soul encryption."

"Simple brute force cracking won't work."

He put away the Storage Pouch with some regret.

A strong desire for the Cultivation Technique he had temporarily put aside arose in his heart.

"Taiyi Derived Soul Technique."

"That is the non-transferable secret of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, specializing in the path of Divine Sense deduction."

"If I can Cultivate it to the fourth layer..."

"My Divine Sense will not only be more condensed, but also possess terrifying calculation and deconstruction capabilities."

"At that time, breaking this kind of Restriction will be as simple as looking at patterns on the palm."

Chen Zhiwen looked at the dark night sky ahead.

The direction of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was already vaguely visible.

"After going back, in addition to dealing with the siege of the two families."

"The cultivation of this 'Taiyi Derived Soul Technique' must also be put on the agenda."

"Sharpening the knife does not delay the work of cutting wood."

"Whether it is exploring the secrets of the gold bead space or cracking these spoils."

"Even the future path."

"All need stronger Divine Sense foundation to support."

Having made up his mind.

Chen Zhiwen no longer distracted himself.

He increased his speed to the extreme. Sea and sky were the same color.

Cloudless for ten thousand miles.

A stream of light like a startled swan was tearing across the long sky at an incredible speed.

That was Chen Zhiwen.

He was speeding in the high sky.

At this time, he was eager to return.

The vast blue waves under his feet retreated rapidly, turning into blurred blue shadows.

Suddenly.

An island with a peculiar shape came into view.

The island was long and narrow, like a roc spreading its wings to fly.

It was exactly the important stronghold under the jurisdiction of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect—Feihong Island.

Chen Zhiwen's escape light paused slightly.

He stopped in the high sky for a moment.

His eyes cast towards several secret valleys deep in the island.

There, it was shrouded in layers of mist.

"Feihong Island..."

Chen Zhiwen narrowed his eyes.

Deep in his eyes, the runes of the Illusory Truth Eye flashed by.

He had always felt that this island was not simple.

Whether it was recorded in the Sect's files or accidentally sensed when passing by several times, it exuded a strange aura.

It seemed that something ancient and powerful was suppressed deep underground.

If it were at normal times.

With his current newly skyrocketed cultivation, and that irresistible curiosity, he would definitely go down to investigate.

"Forget it."

Chen Zhiwen shook his head and quickly withdrew his gaze.

The curiosity in his heart was instantly overwhelmed by another more intense desire to survive.

He raised his hand and glanced at the faint red thread of traction in his palm.

That was the connection between him and Xiao Linger.

"Three-month period."

Chen Zhiwen gave a wry smile.

A cold sweat actually seeped out on his forehead.

Even when facing the Mid Nascent Soul Stage enemy, he did not change his expression.

But at this moment he seemed a little guilty.

"It's been a few days."

"If I delay any longer..."

In his mind, Xiao Linger's pretty face, which could be angry or happy, appeared, as well as her terrifying methods when she went crazy.

That was the Peak Master of Cangdan Peak.

"Can't afford to offend, really can't afford to offend."

Chen Zhiwen shuddered and dared not stay any longer.

"Go!"

His spiritual power exploded, and the escape light instantly surged by 30%.

Like a meteor, it cut through the sky.

Directly ignoring the defense Formation induction of Feihong Island.

And rushed wildly towards the direction of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's mountain gate.

...

A moment later.

The mountains were majestic.

Sword Qi soared to the sky.

The undulating mountain range of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect finally appeared at the end of the field of vision.

That was his home, and also his most solid backing in this cruel world of cultivation.

Chen Zhiwen passed through the Sect's mountain protection Formation with ease, without alarming anyone.

With his current Divine Sense cultivation, combined with his hiding Divine Ability.

Even if the Nascent Soul Ancestors in the Sect did not deliberately investigate, it would be difficult to find his trace.

"Over there."

As soon as he entered the Sect.

He clearly captured a familiar aura.

That aura was hot and overbearing, but it carried a tenderness that only he could perceive.