Chapter 219 - Outlawed?! (1/2)
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Yan Zaizen thoughts experienced an abrupt derailment. This obstructed period of thought, this state of mind which left one feeling blank, was immediately replaced with astronomical levels of shock and a very deep, almost suspicious, light of excitement. It's been a very, very long time since he had experienced true elation.
To him, Zhou Xiuhei's words didn't just reveal that he wasn't alone, but it revealed that there was someone who could answer his questions! There were so many questions he wished to ask that when he went to sent a soul transmission, the word incomprehensible wouldn't do it justice.
Witnessing this, the titanic Zhou Xiuhei smiled with a hint of laughter within. Towards this young Herculean, he actually felt quite close and relax, his usual demeanor settling elsewhere as a grandfather-like smile surfaced. This feeling was hard to describe, but it felt like an instinctual connection of race. It wasn't stupendously close, but it was sufficient enough where Yan Zaizen could be perceived as a true member of a younger generation.
”You have quite a few questions, young one,” Zhou Xiuhei transmitted, ”first, let's move venue before further conversation.” With that, he turned his body that was like a small planet and entered the spatial rift. The spatial rift maintained its position, awaiting Yan Zaizen's entry.
”...Be careful,” Pinaka warned. She understood that Yan Zaizen would enter this rift of unknown location, not because he was overly confident or reckless, but because there was a slight chance at gaining answers to questions. During his life, Yan Zaizen had many teachers, but since he truly stepped into the path of cultivation, the questions of his existence and abilities left him frustrated and relentless in seeking answers.
”I will.” With that, he canceled his Herculean Avatar Art, the lifeforce energy integrating into his physique, refining it and giving it further vibrancy. His vital energy usage had already completely recovered, with his body undergoing another silent refinement of lifeforce energy. Soaring into the rift, he had deep anticipation well into his heart.
On the other side of the rift, a room that could be the very definition of grand and wealthy was revealed. The room was huge, immensely huge. The height of which was about five li high, the width was twenty li, and the length of which exceeded two hundred li! It was titanic in size and structured, shaped oddly but a rather spacious area.
The walls, floor tiles, and ceiling were constructed from white jade. Shimmering atop this was a faint gold-color that gave the feeling of the heavens itself. On each tile was a profound formation that seemed to be infinitely complex, each possessing an individual Spirit Form handling the formation itself. This indicated that each tile was a sky-rank armament!
The walls were adorned by paintings detailing epic stories. The paintings emitting a faint soul fluctuation that seemed to draw in one's senses to experience the story detailed in the painting. If a mortal were to look at these paintings, they may never be able to extricate themselves.
There were thirty-three translucent pillars, all of which were completely gold and truly resonated an aura of the heavens! It was as if the heavens itself was miniaturized and placed within each individual pillar. Within these pillars, one could see heavenly law liquid drops floating within. Each pillar had thousands of drops idling floating about. If one looked closely, they could see a drop smaller than the others. This drop was slowly growing in size and aura, reaching completion of a true heavenly law liquid!
The ceiling had a formation so large and complex that it expanded the entire twenty li. This formation was currently inactive, but simply it being there left one feeling inconsequential before it.
At the center of this room was a violet throne. The material that constructed it was most definitely a top-grade heavenly material! The aura it emanated left one feeling repressed and inferior.
The spatial rift appeared before this throne. When he first saw it, his Mortal Dao surged within his body, removing that repressed and inferior feeling it instilled. However, when he felt the remnant effects of the throne, he reeled.
”A Dao Treasure?!” Yan Zaizen was shocked. Pinaka had one said that, as a wielder of a Mortal Dao, a true dao, one could refine a treasure. Typically, this treasure would act as a medium for a formation or as the core of an armament. It had many uses, but those were the two most common ones. Unfortunately, bestowed daos could not produce their own Dao Treasure.
What's even more marvelous was the remarkable characteristics of a Dao Treasure. If the wielder of the Dao Perishes, their Dao Treasure can remain. It can be an icon, an immortal and deified symbol, and enable those who've been bestowed a dao to maintain it! Furthermore, while the user was alive, the Dao Treasure could bestow others their dao! If they were dead, their dao will perish when their last follower dies - their Dao Treasure dissipating like mortal dust.
The only issue was the difficulty in actually refining one. According to Pinaka, the greater the Mortal Dao, the longer it takes to refine a Dao Treasure.
Swish.
A figure appeared before Yan Zaizen, his figure was dominant and elusive. It left one feeling a strange contradiction that felt wonderful yet frustrating in the heart.
Zhou Xiuhei was no longer three hundred thousand meters in height. He stood at a two and a half meter height, being taller than Yan Zaizen by over a foot. His violet robe even shrunk as well, but his aura was still concealed. On his handsome, near perfect, masculine face was a soft smile at Yan Zaizen's child-like amusement. Others may not be able to tell Yan Zaizen's age due to his vibrant life laws, but how could he not?
Not even two thousand years of age, yet possessing this abundant level of accumulation, foundation, and comprehensive combat prowess. It truly left one sighing in awe and praise.