151: Chapter 151 The Power of Dance, Absolutely Astounding

Deep within the Blissful Land, the place where the environment truly changed.

Han Lingyun brought Chen Xing and several guests over.

"Teacher Han, is it really alright for us to come here?" Chu Li asked weakly.

"On your way here, your Old Ancestor entrusted me to take care of you; you will Cultivate here with me for a while," Han Lingxi said indifferently.

"I see... The Old Ancestor is so thoughtful," Chu Li said thoughtfully.

"...Teacher, what are we doing?" Chen Xing looked ahead, where there was a massive stage.

Even stranger, there was a group of women dancing on the stage, their gorgeous dresses and graceful movements creating a scene of unparalleled beauty.

Thud!

Han Lingxi knocked his forehead hard, causing a large bump to swell up, making him grimace in pain.

No matter how Chen Xing circulated his Battle Technique, he found he couldn't heal this injury; it was incredibly bizarre.

"You little brat, what are you daydreaming about now?" Han Lingxi glared at him.

"Then... then what are you doing this for?" Chen Xing said, feeling a bit aggrieved.

"That is the Dance Class, or you could call it a Support Class," Han Lingxi snorted softly.

"Support Class?"

Hearing this, the group looked up and felt a different kind of power, seemingly merging slowly into the environment.

Chu Zhen closed her eyes and opened them three seconds later.

She said, "I see. The students of the Dance Class all have the [Dance] Ability. As long as they Dance gracefully, the Ability activates and provides a boost."

Chen Xing held his forehead with one hand and looked closely. "Dance... Dao-attainment? Hiss, that's interesting!"

Han Lingxi crossed her arms over her chest and said slowly, "Their Ability is Dance, so as long as they Dance, they are Cultivating to become stronger. They aren't here as dancing girls for your amusement."

"Dancing is Cultivating? Oh, just like you, as long as you play the zither and sing, you're Cultivating, right?" Chen Xing said.

"Correct. Each of their powers can provide a significant boost. Since they've learned the same Battle Technique, they can even form arrays and perform Fusion to achieve an unimaginable level of power," Han Lingxi nodded.

"This place is yours. You use their Dance to achieve an Epiphany in your Cultivation, while they use your Grotto-Heaven and Blissful Land to Cultivate. It's a mutual cooperation."

"I see." Chen Xing nodded, then turned to see several men dancing, all at the Three Heavens Realm.

Their Dance was different from the grace of the women; it was very cheerful and free, showcasing a person's vitality.

Chen Xing felt a terrifying power and looked closely, unable to help but gasp.

While they were dancing cheerfully, a planet was actually disintegrating—that was actually the power of their Dance!

"A single Dance can destroy everything?" Chen Xing raised an eyebrow. How was this a bit like that Supreme God from the neighboring Indian myths?

"Yes, never underestimate the power of Dance. It may seem like a tool for amusement, but it can unknowingly wipe out everything," Han Lingxi spoke.

"Try attacking them?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Why? They haven't finished dancing yet. Interrupting them so abruptly is a bit..." Chen Xing hesitated.

However, as if discovering something, he shut his mouth.

Whoosh!

With a flick of his finger, Chen Xing shot out a beam of starlight, carrying a black hole that swallowed the surrounding Spiritual Qi.

However, the moment the black hole arrived, it was destroyed by the power floating around the dancers, as if nothing had ever happened.

"As I thought. How could they not compensate for such an obvious weakness?" Chen Xing smiled.

"It's very similar to Gu Qingyun. Because of the unique nature of his Compass Ability, every move he makes creates a field," Su He spoke.

"So, it's the same for the dancers? As long as they Dance, they carry a field that blocks external interference?" Chu Li was surprised.

Meanwhile, the dancers had completed a full Dance.

Even more shockingly, the planet that had just been destroyed by the Dance was actually restored by this power!

Chen Xing's expression turned solemn as he couldn't help but imagine.

If there were a gifted dancer who surpassed the Main Gods and became a God King, could they also destroy the Universe while dancing and then recreate it?

That would be truly incredible...

"The path of a dancer is extremely difficult. There has never been such a being. Currently, the strongest person in our world is the Vice Pavilion Master of the Yin Mansion—Venerable Xuanyin," Han Lingxi shook her head.

"Um... Teacher, you brought us here for more than just this, right?" Chen Xing turned to look.

"Naturally," Han Lingxi smiled faintly.

She sat cross-legged in the Void Realm, lightly stroking her ancient zither.

"From today onwards, you must all dodge and defend under my Melody attacks, and perceive my zither Dao Concept. How much you can grasp depends on yourselves."

Having said that, Han Lingxi plucked the strings.

"Right now?!"

Because he was beaten and killed every day in the Battle Space, Chen Xing had a stress response to this action and immediately threw out a Chaotic Heavenly Light.

The other three were a step too slow and were promptly sent flying by the sound of the zither, bleeding from their noses and mouths, their spirits in disarray.

"Oh?" Seeing that she hadn't knocked everyone away as expected, Han Lingxi narrowed her eyes slightly.

"This Rebellious Disciple... Why is he so familiar with my moves? I never explained them to him in detail. Could he have researched them on his own?" she thought.

"What a Rebellious Disciple. Instead of thinking about how to deal with enemies all day, you're thinking about how to deal with your Revered Master. You deserve punishment!"

"What?"

Chen Xing was jolted. Before he could even protest his innocence, he was sent flying.

...

Several months later.

Deep space Universe, black hole turbulence.

A pink figure emerged from the chaotic black hole, her slender, delicate hands actually tearing through space as she stepped out unhurriedly.

Ahead of her stood nine Heavenly Position Realm experts, the strongest among them having half a foot in Immortality.

Li Yueran walked over slowly, scanning them nonchalantly.

"Why did you come alone? Where is Number Eleven?" On the left, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed youth spoke.

"He didn't agree. He isn't Number Eleven yet," Li Yueran responded.

"What?" The nine people were stunned; this was an outcome they hadn't expected.

"Someone actually dares to refuse? Hmph... How ungrateful! Fine, then there's no need to worry about him. No matter how much he regrets it in the future, he won't have another chance unless the Lord personally agrees!" the blonde youth snorted coldly.

"The arrogance of youth—we have it, and so should he. It's normal. Why bother making things difficult for a child under thirty?" A youth in green robes with black hair grabbed his shoulder.

"I gave him three chances. I hope he can figure it out the next time I go there," Li Yueran said slowly.

"Setting aside the issue of Number Eleven, this gathering is because the Lord personally sent word."

A man in black walked over. His face was handsome yet cold, with an air that warned others to keep their distance.

"The Lord?"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed.