Chapter 427 - Cells Of The Soul (2/2)
As for the more common Heavenly Path and Beastial Path of the Xiantu Realm, they focused on quality rather than quantity. If Yan Zaizen's flesh and blood could be considered a three mile block of hardened cement, then a Heavenly Cultivator would be a sheet of reinforced steel.
The soul had the same characteristics as the body, including its cells. The soul had numerous cells working to keep it functioning and could thus malfunction or be influenced by toxic or external substances. This red sand's cell function could be akin to absorbing oxygen from the air to support the lungs.
Only then did Lin Feilin and Old Man Bo finally understand what the red sand was. However, they didn't understand what Yan Zaizen meant when he said the materials for his Hell Altar were right here.
Yan Zaizen chuckled lightly at the questioning gazes sent his way. ”You'll see.”
Yan Zaizen closed his eyes and focused. The world went still as he recalled the various bits of information he had regarding the Infernal Path, to become an Infernal Forger.
Firstly, one needed a medium of the soul strong enough to construct the foundation and stabilize the Hell Altar. For the Heavenly Path, it was the Dao. But, for the Infernal Path, it was the Soul. A Regalia of the Heavens relating to the Soul can act as this substitute, but it wasn't the best. Obviously this was because of its external characteristics.
However, if you can comprehend the soul to a sufficient degree, strengthening your own soul to a point, then you can take this path. Yan Zaizen's soul foundation could rival a Heavenly Creation Realm expert, literally heaven-exceeding! How could it be inadequate? In fact, it was the best medium in existence!
While he didn't have the soul energy to back up his realm, he had the solid foundation, and that was enough. The Paragon Soul Realm was a product of the Soul Source Path, one of the Nine Immemorial Paths, rivaling the Heavenly Path.
He felt the Dead Soul's existence. He sent his spiritual sense piercing into the red sand, but he wasn't trying to locate the Hell Altar of the Infernal Deity buried beneath the sand. He was actually counting.
Counting the number of cells.
This took mere moments to complete and a number formed in his mind: nine hundred and eight quadrillion, seven hundred and six trillion, five hundred and forty-three million, and two hundred and one thousand cells exactly. His closed eyes snapped open, revealing a boundless soul ripple, emanating absolute perfection and superiority. An unparalleled majesty radiated out.
Lin Feilin and Old Man Bo were both startled. Without thinking, Old Man Bo kneeled on both knees, his eyes shaking with boundless respect and reverence. It was pure and true, as if kneeling before one's god.
Bark!
Lin Feilin nearly followed suit, but a soft bark from the snow-white puppy snapped her out of it, causing her to have cold sweat drenching her entire outfit in an instant. Her clothes hugged her voluptuous body, revealing all sorts of alluring curves. She stared at the snow-white puppy whose pure black eyes seemed untainted by Yan Zaizen's brilliance or influence.
”What...are you?” She asked herself.
Before she could ponder further, the desert of sand trembled endlessly like a world-wide earthquake was occurring. The shifting of sand and its resulting shakes made it seem as if an existence was about to erupt from the sand. She flew higher, leaving Old Man Bo as she went as high as possible.
When she looked down, her eyes narrowed.
A red sand was moving alright, and every last particle of it was approaching Yan Zaizen from every direction at raging speeds. It was as if there were four different tidal waves incoming from all four directions, heading towards Yan Zaizen with a purpose.
Wait…
There was a slight twist of the red sand with Yan Zaizen at the center, albeit she couldn't see him amidst the sea of red aand, she knew that was his previous location.
Her eyes widened.
”Is that…?!”
Read novel fast updates at LatestNovel.Net or NovelTeam.Net