Chapter 1580: Enlightenment

Chapter 1580: Chapter 1580: Enlightenment

Behind Yang Yan, the World Tree rose and fell, its branches gently swaying.

Yang Yan emitted his Spiritual Sense, simultaneously comprehending a thousand pill formulas.

This action immediately caused an uproar among the cultivators present.

Even Jian Wuming, who emerged like a prodigy in the past, did not dare to do so.

Jian Wuming naturally witnessed everything.

His face slightly darkened: "This young fellow seems to be somewhat impulsive. If he proceeds as before, he might pass the trial. But even with the blessing of the World Tree, I’m afraid... Hmph! What a pity, truly a pity!"

As Jian Wuming mentioned, Yang Yan also realized he had overestimated himself.

His face turned pale, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, gradually soaking him as if he had been fished out of water.

This was due to his Spiritual Sense being insufficient to comprehend so many Ancient Pill Formulas.

Ancient Pill Formulas are inherently extremely mysterious, and comprehending so many at once can be considered unprecedented.

Yang Yan gritted his teeth, but he didn’t forcefully withdraw his Spiritual Sense.

Under such intense operation, Yang Yan could clearly sense the existence of that strand of Power of Origin.

One must know that the Power of Origin can only be comprehended by True Immortals, while Holy Scripture Cultivators can comprehend rules from it.

It’s akin to a piece of jade Raw Stone, yet to be cut open; they can only observe the surface of the stone.

However, the essence within cannot be seen at all.

But at this moment, Yang Yan seemed to have discovered a crack, allowing him to observe the colorful, vibrant jade within.

How could Yang Yan abandon such an opportunity?

At this moment, he was like someone addicted to stone gambling, eager to see the jade within.

Yang Yan’s mind was deeply immersed in the Power of Origin, unable to extricate himself.

A full hour passed slowly.

The thousand Ancient Pill Formulas transformed into pill patterns, imprinting themselves on Yang Yan’s forehead.

The pill patterns on Yang Yan’s forehead suddenly became extremely intricate, vaguely outlining a mysterious character.

But no one recognized it.

The fluctuations emanating from it seemed to be able to communicate with the rules of the world, exceedingly mystical.

Yang Yan opened his eyes at this moment.

He naturally understood everything happening to him.

Silver-white light appeared in Yang Yan’s eyes.

But beneath this silver-white light was a flicker of blood-red light.

Yang Yan roared: "Not enough, still not enough, I need more. I’m about to touch that Power of Origin."

Yang Yan no longer cared about anything at this moment, once again extending his Spiritual Sense.

This time, Yang Yan’s Spiritual Sense covered nearly five thousand Ancient Pill Formulas.

Yang Yan closed his eyes again, and his understanding of the Power of Origin became increasingly clear.

With the World Tree’s blessing, his comprehension of that strand of Power of Origin was remarkably swift.

While comprehending the Ancient Pill Formulas around him, a silver-white light roamed around him at the same time.

In an instant, the surrounding space became chaotic, space storms gradually forming.

However, Yang Yan had already fallen into deep enlightenment, entirely unresponsive to outside stimuli, allowing his power to spill forth, rampaging around him.

The surrounding space transformed into patches of void in the blink of an eye under the baptism of the space storm.

Simultaneously, the space storm absorbed the surrounding space fragments, growing even more massive.

At its farthest boundary, the fluctuation of Space Origin began to faintly emerge.

At this moment, Jian Wuming could no longer sit idle.

He couldn’t allow the space storm to continue rampaging.

This was the place where his family resided.

If it continued to expand, the eternal foundation of the Jian Family would be destroyed.

With a flicker, his figure suddenly appeared in the valley formed by the Black Stone Cauldron.

With a wave of his sleeve, a black Medicine Cauldron’s phantom appeared instantly in the valley. As the cauldron transformed, a force imbued with Space Origin fell around Yang Yan.

Rather than harm Yang Yan, it seemed to pull him into another space.

No matter how much the space storm expanded, it seemed to remain within ten zhang of Yang Yan.

But unexpected to everyone, an hour later, Yang Yan comprehended all five thousand Ancient Pill Formulas once again, pill patterns imprinting on his forehead.

Yang Yan didn’t awaken but subconsciously extended his Spiritual Sense to cover five thousand Ancient Pill Formulas again.

Jian Wuming watched the scene before his eyes, his lips twitching involuntarily.

However, he was left with nothing but profound helplessness.

Jian Wuming noticed that Yang Yan was now at a stage of enlightenment, an exceedingly rare opportunity.

Especially for cultivators of higher levels, it’s even more significant.

After all, at the Saint Realm level, Holy Scripture Cultivators’ lives can last for a million years barring any accidents.

And an enlightenment opportunity can sometimes be worth ten thousand years of cultivation.

Some Holy Scripture Cultivators have turned entire planets into dust when interrupted during enlightenment.

This illustrates just how rare enlightenment is.

Jian Wuming transmitted a message to the surrounding cultivators: "Everyone withdraw from Black Stone Valley. Without my command, no one is to approach or disturb Yang Yan’s enlightenment."

Jian Wuming’s reputation remained very high; under his command, everyone swiftly exited the valley, leaving only him.

Jian Wuming looked at Yang Yan with a serious expression.

Yang Yan was presently in the least appropriate situation for enlightenment.

After comprehending numerous Ancient Pill Formulas, his Spiritual Sense was severely depleted, and now he plunged into enlightenment again, likely facing danger.

Yet, even someone as powerful as Jian Wuming was helpless.

Enlightenment must not be disturbed; it could lead to inner demons or direct fatality.

Yang Yan felt as though he was only a step away from grasping the Origin.

But just this step, he couldn’t grasp for a long time.

Anxiety welled up in Yang Yan’s heart.

Just then, the branches of the World Tree swayed behind Yang Yan, dropping a leaf.

This leaf, like a small universe, fell toward Yang Yan’s head.

Simultaneously, the pill patterns on Yang Yan’s forehead also emitted divine light.

Yang Yan felt all worries vanish, immense peace filling his heart.

The Origin that Yang Yan persistently comprehended now behaved like a compliant child, playfully rushing toward the body formed by Yang Yan’s Spiritual Sense.

When the Origin settled on Yang Yan, he felt as though he had returned to the comforting embrace of his mother, feeling warm and blissful.

The sensation mirrored drinking Jade Dew or consuming an Immortal Pill.

The last barrier between Yang Yan and the Origin disappeared.