Chapter 107 Divine Abyss, Praying to the Gods for Divine Power

[After the brief conversation ended, there was no more sound in your Sea of Consciousness.]

[However, the predicament in reality had not eased in the slightest because of your conversation with 'Han Ming' just now.]

["Creak... creak..."]

[The terrifying pressure on your back seemed to be growing heavier as time passed.]

[If before it was just a great mountain pressing down on your back,]

[then now, a giant hand had been added to that mountain, pressing down and attempting to crush your bones inch by inch.]

[Even more terrifying was that this pressure was not just targeted at your Physical Body.]

[Your Soul began to feel waves of sharp, piercing pain, as if there were countless tiny steel needles.]

[They were trying to penetrate the defenses of your Sea of Consciousness and strike directly at your Soul's Origin.]

["If I don't resolve this pressure soon, let alone clearing the stage, both my Physical Body and Soul will completely collapse within half an hour."]

[You gritted your teeth, tasting the salty, metallic tang of blood in your mouth.]

[I must break through!]

[Enduring the splitting pain in your mind, you immersed your entire focus into the complex flow of information you had just obtained from the divine statue.]

["Open... for me!"]

[With the frantic impact of your Divine Thought, that obscure mass of information was finally forced open.]

[It transformed into clear text and voices that exploded in your mind.]

["This place is—the projection of the Divine Might Abyss Prison!"]

[A cold, indifferent female voice, carrying a sense of lofty superiority, slowly echoed in your mind.]

[Although this voice also originated from that information flow, it was completely different from the lazy, somewhat roguish 'Han Ming' from before.]

[It had no "human touch" at all, like a pre-set, emotionless program.]

["What is currently pressing upon you all is a wisp of the Origin Divine Might taken from the divine body of 'Han Ming'."]

["A Mortal shell attempting to bear Divine Might is no different from an ant trying to shake a tree."]

["Now, I shall pass down to you the 'Profound Water Si Heaven Prayer God Method'."]

["By practicing this method, you can use the divine statue as a medium to create a resonant connection with the divine body of 'Han Ming', borrowing Divine Power to resist the Divine Might."]

[The cold female voice continued, but her tone gradually took on a hint of extremely humanized, undisguised disdain and mockery.]

["This is a necessary measure."]

["You Martial Artists from the Lower Realm have Realms that are too low and Physical Bodies that are too weak."]

["To practice the higher-level Xuan Shui Methods, relying solely on your own pathetic foundation is nothing but a pipe dream."]

["Only by borrowing the Divine Status of this minor god can you perform that sliver of exquisite Xuan Shui Technique."]

[At this point, the female voice seemed to be talking to herself, but her voice underwent some changes.]

[It began to sound a bit like 'Han Ming's' voice again, but it quickly changed back.]

[Then she seemed to be complaining about a certain being:]

["I really don't know what Master was thinking..."]

["Insisting on some 'fate' and dragging a bunch of low-Realm ants like you in here to receive the Legacy."]

["After all this time, only this one has barely managed to crawl this far."]

["What a bunch of trash."]

[Hearing these words, as you lay on the ground, Surging Waves of shock rose in your heart.]

[You keenly captured several keywords.]

["Minor god Han Ming", "Master", "Ants".]

[This female voice might have a close relationship with the 'Han Ming' from earlier.]

[But she clearly did not consider herself to be 'Han Ming'.]

[She was more like the manifestation of the rules of this Grotto-heaven, or perhaps a monitoring will forcibly implanted into Han Ming's Divine Soul by that Great Expert.]

[She looked down from above, regarding Han Ming as a "minor god" and all living beings as "trash".]

[This feeling was like a patient who had been forcibly modified and suffered from schizophrenia.]

["Is this the method of a Great Expert?"]

[You felt a chill in your heart.]

[You remembered that previous sentence about supposedly promoting 'Han Ming' to be the Chief Preaching Official.]

[What has he been turned into?]

[That Great Expert who traveled the Star Sea, in order to preach the Dao in this world,]

[actually went as far as to forcibly transform a local deity like 'Han Ming' into an emotionless preaching tool?]

[Even implanting another set of operational logic into his Divine Soul, turning him into a schizophrenic "two-faced god"?]

[Even a powerhouse like 'Han Ming' is really just a slightly more useful material in the eyes of such an existence?]

["Zzzt, zzzt—"]

[While your thoughts were racing, the female voice in your mind suddenly experienced a burst of unstable static.]

[Immediately after, that lofty sense of coldness instantly receded.]

[Replacing it was that familiar neutral, indifferent tone from before.]

[Yet it was a voice that carried a human touch between the lines.]

[The true consciousness of 'Han Ming' had returned!]

[He seemed to be taking advantage of the moment when that "female voice" went silent.]

[He wanted to give you—whom he considered "Li Qingshan's successor"—a private lesson through the cracks in the rules.]

["Kid, listen well."]

[His speed was very fast, with a hint of urgency.]

["I'll give you one last reminder."]

["Since you cannot seek help from the outside for the Origin Qi of heaven and earth here, and your own strength is not enough to resist this Divine Might,"]

["then—seek within!"]

["Seek the power within your heart. Use your Divine Thought to drive the mark I left behind, instead of simply enduring with your Physical Body!"]

[As soon as he finished speaking, the transmission within the information flow was completely cut off.]

[What remained was a complete secret technique called the 'Profound Water Si Heaven Prayer God Method'.]

[Without any hesitation, you immediately began to frantically analyze this secret technique.]

[This secret method was not long; it could even be said to be very concise, divided into two parts: "Incantations" and "Hand Seals."]

[I. Incantations:]

["Xuan Shui guides, Si Tian connects."]

["cangming stabilizes, Divine Status merges."]

["Body borrows the position, Law borrows the trace."]

["Han Ming falls silent, ten thousand laws follow."]

[These four lines of incantations were catchy. As each syllable echoed in your mind, it caused a violent vibration of the Xuan Shui Spiritual Rhyme within your body.]

[II. Hand Seals:]

[Return Flow Seal: Palms facing each other, fingers slightly curved as if holding an ethereal water sphere, signifying the drawing of thousands of Xuan Shui into the body to return to the Dantian.]

[Si Tian Seal: Left hand covering the right, index and middle fingers touching to form an ancient "Si" character shape.]

[Held vertically at the brow, signifying the connection to the Grotto-heaven's Divine Status, pointing directly to the Origin of the divine statue.]

[God-Praying Seal: Both hands suddenly spread flat to the sides and pressed down, fingertips forward, palms hollowed as if supporting something, like bearing Divine Power.]

[Signifying the borrowing of the power of Han Ming's Divine Status to bless oneself!]

["I understand!"]

[You already possessed an extraordinary memory, and with the assistance of your Divine Thought, you understood the key points in almost one pass.]

[This actually didn't seem like a prayer, but more like an extremely exquisite "borrowing of power"!]

[Through a specific frequency of incantations and postures, you turn your body into a receiver.]

[Linking to that imprisoned divine statue to borrow the very Divine Might that was pressing down on you!]

["Seek within... seek the power within your heart..."]

[Recalling Han Ming's final reminder, a sharp light burst from your eyes.]

["Come on!"]

[Though you were lying on the ground with your limbs pressed so hard they could barely move, your fingers still stubbornly began to shift.]

["Buzz!"]

[The Return Flow Seal was formed!]

[The Xuan Shui Spiritual Rhyme in your body, which had been suppressed into a deathly stillness, seemed to hear a bugle call and began to circulate frantically.]

[Next, you struggled to move your hands, your index and middle fingers trembling as they met, touching the water-blue mark on your brow.]

[Si Tian Seal!]

["Boom!"]

[Your Divine Thought followed the mark on your brow and stabbed unreservedly into the giant divine statue in front of you!]

["Xuan Shui guides, Si Tian connects..."]

[You silently recited the incantation in your heart, immersing your entire focus into that mark.]

[At this moment, you seemed no longer to be an ant crawling on the ground.]

[Your consciousness followed that invisible channel, surging upward, determined to merge into one with that imprisoned deity!]