Chapter 529 - 341: Forging the Treasure Body

Chapter 529: Chapter 341: Forging the Treasure Body

Han Ning looked down.

Below, more than ten biological constructs, formed entirely from Blood Qi, Spiritual Energy, and other forms of Energy, appeared clearly in his mind.

Almost without thinking, he could instantly pinpoint the weak spots in their bodies.

If he so wished, he felt he could shatter the Divine Will of every creature present below the level of Upper Monarch and Tier Five Spiritual Level within seconds.

’This feeling, like seeing the lines on my own palm... It’s so powerful... Is this the world through Master Sage’s eyes...?’

Before his eyes, he seemed to see the very fabric of the world: the formation and annihilation of particles, the weak points in the structure of space, and the intricate architecture of the Spiritual Energy Circuits within the grand hall.

’No... this isn’t even my strongest state. My Spiritual Treasure Body has yet to be forged.’

At Han Ning’s thought, a majestic Deity appeared in his mind, wreathed in starlight and clad in armor.

"Sun Shining Soul Treasure, Master of Spirits, wielder of the Map of Ten Thousand Gods..."

The Four Symbols Meditation Technique automatically surfaced in his memory, and a string of profound, obscure text entered his mind.

’This is... the Gouchen Treasure Decree... The Treasure Body that matches my Spiritual Power Talent is—the Infinite Subtle Light Starlight Spiritual Treasure Body, or for short... the Gouchen Spiritual Treasure Body?!’

’So that illusion clinging to the surface of my body back in the Mysterious Space was a phantom of the Gouchen Spiritual Treasure Body. To truly forge it in the real world, I’ll need to work much harder,’ Han Ning realized.

The Spiritual Treasure Body wasn’t something automatically forged the moment he broke through to Tier Five.

Instead, much like a Soul Beast’s evolution, it had to be forged by collecting various precious materials and using a special method, similar to Alchemy.

Having just broken through, Han Ning didn’t rush to construct his Treasure Body. His consciousness returned to his physical form.

When he opened his eyes again, everything before him was incredibly clear.

The molecular structure of the sand and stone on the ground, the erratically circling Spiritual Light Points on the dome, the algae, the carvings... and pairs of expectant eyes.

His long-lost Spiritual World had returned, and deep within his mind, a brilliant, full moon now orbited it, radiating a powerful aura.

His muscles felt suffused with formidable power, and his perception of the surrounding Spiritual Energy had reached a new level.

He looked down at his arms, which were exceptionally pale, so much so that he could see the veins beneath the skin.

He was currently sitting on a patch of lush green grass.

Yin Yi, Egg Pancake, the All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm, and Fei Lin were huddled close, staring intently at him with eyes full of anticipation and excitement.

"I’m back, little ones!"

Han Ning smiled and opened his arms, pulling the smallest of them, the All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm, into his embrace. He gave it a big kiss before placing it on his shoulder.

Then he went and gave Yin Yi, Egg Pancake, and Fei Lin each a great big hug.

"Gumi..." The All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm blinked, its tone choked with emotion as its eyes welled up with tears.

"Yiyi~ WAHHH!!" Fei Lin, the youngest, burst out crying with a loud wail.

Tears streamed down like a torrential downpour, splashing onto the ground.

Egg Pancake also wrapped a paw around Han Ning’s neck, secretly wiping away its tears.

The eldest, Yin Yi, was the calmest. Or perhaps, having been with her master the longest, she understood him the best and simply continued to radiate feelings of joy.

For the little ones, the time Han Ning’s consciousness was gone was no different from the sky falling.

"There, there. It hasn’t been that long. Don’t cry, don’t cry," Han Ning said, stroking Egg Pancake’s thick leg, feeling quite emotional himself.

He couldn’t track the passage of time in the Mysterious Space, so he had no idea how long it had been.

After comforting his little companions, Han Ning turned a bit sheepishly to the two ladies watching them quietly.

"Irena, Miss Lin Ke, sorry to keep you waiting. How long was I unconscious?"

Since they were still in the Secret Realm, the five-year deadline clearly hadn’t arrived yet.

Before he entered seclusion for his cultivation, he had given them two choices.

One was to act freely, with the All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm guiding them out of the Dragon Palace area to continue the trial.

The other was to enter the Heaven-Reaching Tower and cultivate with him. He had just collected all the treasures from the entire Treasure Hall and possessed a supreme cultivation treasure like the Heaven-Reaching Tower. Cultivating peacefully would bring immense improvement to both Beast Masters and Soul Beasts.

Furthermore, he had granted them access to all the treasures in the Treasure Hall without any restrictions. They could take whatever they wanted to aid their cultivation.

It seemed they had chosen the latter and stayed to cultivate with him.

"It’s been almost three years... one month shy," Irena said, the corners of her lips curling up slightly. A hint of fighting spirit appeared on her lovely face as she sized up the revitalized Han Ning, getting straight to the point. "The intangible might you’re exuding... even I feel a sense of dread. Did you successfully forge your Spiritual Treasure Body?"

"Mm... not yet. I’ve only just broken through to Tier Five. A Treasure Body isn’t that easy to forge," Han Ning answered truthfully.

"To have this kind of oppressive aura without even forging a Treasure Body... To be honest, I’ve only ever felt a similar pressure from Tier Six, Profound Moon Level Beast Masters." Irena looked unconvinced.

"My Spiritual Quality... has indeed reached the Profound Moon Level." Han Ning smiled as the surging Spiritual Power in his mind stirred slightly.

SHHH~~

A wisp of illusory white flame suddenly appeared on his fingertip.

This was the hereditary Spiritual Secret Technique of the Alatake Clan that he had obtained from the Weapon Demon statue in the Duke of Night Nether’s legacy tower—the Flame of Fear.