300: Chapter 298 Nascent Soul True Monarch

The Lightning Humanoid moved.

Its incomplete body lunged toward Yun Ming; its speed had not slowed down due to the missing half of its body, and it was even faster.

It no longer held back, pouring all the remaining power within its body onto Yun Ming.

Yun Ming recalled the map of mountains and rivers to his side, the scroll hanging above his head, its black hole continuing to devour the scattered lightning.

He held the black tortoise heaven-suppressing shield and met the Lightning Humanoid head-on.

This time, Yun Ming did not retreat either.

He withstood the Lightning Humanoid's attacks, advancing step by step.

The Lightning Humanoid's fists smashed against the black tortoise heaven-suppressing shield, causing more and more cracks to appear on its surface; they struck the taixu moon-hiding robe, tearing the fabric wider and wider; and they slammed into Yun Ming's Physical Body, causing blood to splatter.

Yun Ming was blasted away time and time again, each time suffering severe injuries—broken bones, pierced chest, ruptured internal organs.

He would take a piece of enlightenment tea from the map of mountains and rivers, stuff it into his mouth, recover, and then charge back in.

The Lightning Humanoid's condition, however, was continuously worsening. Most of the scattered purple-gold lightning had been devoured by the map of mountains and rivers; its body was becoming increasingly faint, its aura growing weaker, and it could hardly maintain its humanoid form.

It no longer looked like a humanoid, but rather like a mass of violent ball lightning, with purple-gold lightning rolling within it, yet unable to condense into a fixed shape.

It knew it was going to lose.

It no longer attempted to counterattack but instead gathered all the remaining lightning within its body toward its core, causing its body to expand rapidly.

It intended to self-destruct and perish together with Yun Ming.

Yun Ming sensed this; he no longer held back and activated the map of mountains and rivers with all his might.

The scroll transformed into a thousand-zhang-sized entity, enveloping the entire mass of ball lightning within it.

"Absorb!"

The map of mountains and rivers slammed shut, swallowing that mass of violent Lightning Tribulation.

Within the world of the scroll, winds and clouds surged. The golden light of the fusang divine tree intertwined with the purple-gold lightning, and the power of Law within the scroll operated at full capacity, suppressing that mass of Lightning Tribulation that was attempting to self-destruct.

Its self-destruction failed, and it was gradually refined and absorbed by the map of mountains and rivers.

In the sky, the thunderclouds began to disperse.

The dark clouds receded, revealing the long-lost moonlight and starlight.

The wind stopped, the thunder ceased, and the world returned to tranquility.

Yun Ming stood atop the ruins, covered in blood, his clothes in tatters, panting heavily.

He lowered his head and inspected his Dantian internally.

The five Golden Cores could no longer withstand it; their surfaces were covered in fine cracks.

The cracks were spreading and deepening. The power contained within the Golden Cores became incomparably pure under the scouring of the Heavenly Tribulation's power; Impurities were stripped away, and the essence was tempered.

Then, the Golden Cores shattered.

Not an explosion, but a melting.

The five Golden Cores simultaneously transformed into five-colored streams of light, merging, rotating, and contracting within the Dantian.

Gold was sharp, green was vitality, red was blazing, black was profound, and white was pure.

The Five Elements united, merging into one.

The Divine Soul Origin contained within the Golden Cores broke free from the shackles of the core shells, condensing strand by strand, gradually forming a humanoid shape.

It was palm-sized, miniature, with delicate features, and its brows and eyes were exactly the same as Yun Ming's.

A Nascent Soul.

Its entire body shimmered with five-colored radiance as it sat cross-legged in the center of the Dantian, eyes closed, its breathing synchronized with Yun Ming's.

The moment the Nascent Soul was born, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi surged into Yun Ming's body like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

The Spiritual Qi for ten thousand miles around was drained, forming a massive Spiritual Qi vortex above Yun Ming's head. The Spiritual Qi poured down like a waterfall, flooding into his Dantian and being absorbed by the Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul's body grew from palm-sized, bit by bit, becoming more solid, and the five-colored light grew brighter and brighter.

Radiant light shone from within Yun Ming's body, illuminating the entire night sky.

His aura surged, climbing all the way from Golden Core Perfection, breaking through the threshold of the Early Nascent Soul Stage, and continuing upward until it stopped at the Peak of the Early Nascent Soul Stage.

The Early Nascent Soul Stage was completely stabilized.

He stood there, feeling that unprecedented power within his body.

The Nascent Soul sat cross-legged in the Dantian, five-colored radiance flowing, and Five Elements Spiritual Qi surging through his Meridians.

His casually released Divine Sense expanded from covering a hundred miles to covering a thousand miles; in a single thought, every blade of grass and tree within a thousand miles was within his perception.

His Physical Body was even more formidable under the tempering of the Heavenly Tribulation's power; although his Body Refining Realm had not broken through, his body's resilience and recovery ability had reached a new level.

His Spiritual Qi was several times more abundant than before; previously, casting the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Heaven-Controlling True Formula once would drain most of his Spiritual Qi, but now, casting it three or five times in a row was no problem.

His Dao scripture circulated more smoothly, the radiance of the Enlightened Dao Fruit enveloping his entire Sea of Consciousness, his spiritual platform clear and limpid, without a trace of Impurities.

He tried to activate the Nascent Soul; the Nascent Soul opened its eyes, and five-colored radiance shot out from them, lighting up the entire Dantian. Spiritual Qi surged from the Nascent Soul, flowing through his Meridians throughout his body, several times faster and several times purer than during the Golden Core Stage.

He clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking, and the sense of power surging from the depths of his Soul made him unable to resist wanting to roar at the sky.

Yun Ming looked down at his hands.

The wounds on his hands had already scabbed over, and the newly grown skin shimmered with a faint spiritual light.

The taixu moon-hiding robe was shredded into rags and had lost all its spiritual power, to the point where even recovering the Materials was impossible, which pained him greatly; after tossing it aside, he lamented that his preparations had still been insufficient.

His entire body was covered in scars, some old, some newly added tonight.

He was in no hurry to treat them; with the recovery ability of the Nascent Soul Stage and the circulation of the Dao scripture, these superficial wounds would heal on their own before long.

He withdrew the map of mountains and rivers into his Sea of Consciousness. The mass of purple-gold Lightning Tribulation within the scroll was still being suppressed, but it had no power to resist and was being slowly refined by the world within the scroll.

The golden light of the fusang divine tree intertwined with the lightning, and the power of Law within the world of the scroll slowly wore away that violent aura bit by bit.

He took the cauldron of all things mother qi out from the scroll; the cauldron's body was covered in cracks, and the flame of the golden crow feather was as faint as a bean, requiring some time to be nurtured before it could recover.

The cicada wing sword's blade was riddled with cracks and its spiritual light was dim; it needed to be re-refined.

The surface of the black tortoise heaven-suppressing shield was full of claw marks and cracks, but it had not shattered and could barely be used.

Yun Ming stood shirtless under the moonlight, the mountain wind blowing from afar, carrying the chill of early autumn.

He looked up at the starry sky and took a deep breath. Ten years of closed-door cultivation, one moment of Undergoing Tribulation, and he had finally crossed this hurdle.

From now on, he was a Nascent Soul True Lord.

No one could bully him at will anymore, no one could hunt him down again, and no one could ever use his friends as bargaining chips again.

He was going to pick up Xue Ji, he was going to settle scores, and he was going to take back everything owed to him, one debt at a time.

He turned around, transformed into a five-colored Escape Light, and flew toward Linan City.

The five-colored stream of light traced a brilliant arc in the morning dawn, disappearing into the horizon.

Behind him, on the wasteland destroyed by the Lightning Tribulation, countless deep craters and collapsed mountain Peaks remained, like scars upon the earth.

But Yun Ming did not look back again.

The Nascent Soul was formed, and the path ahead was open.