novelraw Chapter 1055 1055 The Soul Bridge to the Other Shore
Chapter 1055 1055 The Soul Bridge to the Other Shore
"A life-and-death tribulation?"
Upon hearing the words of the Mother of Nether Blooms, Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained calm.
If an ordinary person learned that they might face a life-and-death tribulation in the future, most would feel anxious and unsettled.
But Jun Xiaoyao felt none of that.
This was the confidence that came from his absolute talent and strength.
Still, it did remind Jun Xiaoyao of the fragment of a future vision he had glimpsed when condensing his Future Primordial Spirit.
Heaven and earth in turmoil, countless beings drenched in blood, even quasi-emperors left as corpses scattered across the cosmos.
And Jiang Sheng, as well...
Could this life-and-death tribulation be connected to that catastrophe?
And the ghost-masked woman — had she actually foreseen that he would face a life-and-death tribulation, and sent him this Four-Soul Flower in advance?
"May I ask, Senior, what exactly does this Four-Soul Flower do?" Jun Xiaoyao inquired.
Even with his background and breadth of knowledge, he had never heard of the Four-Soul Flower before.
"At the critical moment, the Four-Soul Flower will aid you on its own — though that is a last resort." the Mother of Nether Blooms said.
For reasons she could not quite explain, after sensing that Jun Xiaoyao might one day face a life-and-death tribulation, she felt an inexplicable sting in her heart.
She knew that it was the lingering will of the ghost-masked woman influencing her again.
"By the way, would you be willing to learn the Nether Samsara Immortal Art?" the Mother of Nether Blooms said.
Jun Xiaoyao was startled for a moment upon hearing this.
The Nether Samsara Immortal Art?
That should be the supreme core cultivation method of the Nether Emperor Clan.
It was also the pinnacle immortal scripture-level technique that the ghost-masked woman had created in her lifetime, by mastering and integrating all the divine abilities of the Nether Clan.
The value of the Nether Samsara Immortal Art went without saying.
It could be said that even within the Nether Emperor Clan itself, very few members were qualified to cultivate this technique.
Yet the Mother of Nether Blooms was willing to pass it on to him, an outsider.
Noticing Jun Xiaoyao's gaze, the Mother of Nether Blooms lowered her eyes.
Jun Xiaoyao was sharp enough to figure out that this was likely the effect of the ghost-masked woman's lingering will.
He did not stand on ceremony, and gave a slight nod. "Then I thank you, Senior."
The Mother of Nether Blooms raised her jade hand and extended a single finger.
Brilliant immortal light appeared and sank into the space between Jun Xiaoyao's brows, entering his mind.
Because the Nether Samsara Immortal Art was far too precious, no written scripture had ever been left behind.
It could only be passed on through direct personal transmission.
Jun Xiaoyao felt wave after wave of incomparably vast and profound scripture pour into his mind.
"Right, and you — your constitution is unique. Though you are of mortal body, you can devour the origin of ten thousand daos, which makes you somewhat similar to that person."
"This Heaven-Devouring Creation Art was a technique she herself cultivated. Are you willing to learn it?" the Mother of Nether Blooms looked toward Xuanyue.
"Of course I am. Thank you, Senior."
Xuanyue cupped her hands in salute.
This was an extraordinary opportunity that could not be sought out or begged for.
And within Xuanyue's heart, there was also an impulse stirring.
She needed to grow strong enough to keep pace with Jun Xiaoyao, and not be dead weight holding him back.
The Mother of Nether Blooms then passed the Heaven-Devouring Creation Art on to Xuanyue as well.
The Nether Samsara Immortal Art and the Heaven-Devouring Creation Art were both created by the ghost-masked woman.
And both of these techniques were at the immortal scripture level.
This alone spoke volumes about just how breathtakingly brilliant the ghost-masked woman had been.
Jun Xiaoyao even began to suspect that the ghost-masked woman might have been like him.
Possessing a singular level of monstrous talent.
The so-called singular — it referred to a being whose talent was so freakish that even heaven and earth could not tolerate it.
In the time that followed, Jun Xiaoyao and Xuanyue remained here temporarily, each immersing themselves in comprehending their respective techniques.
The Mother of Nether Blooms, with nothing to do, settled back onto her throne. Resting her jade cheek on one hand, she gazed blankly at Jun Xiaoyao as he sank into cultivation.
She did not understand why the ghost-masked woman had been so fixated on finding a flower that resembled her.
Perhaps this was, in itself, a beautiful misunderstanding.
Just as Jun Xiaoyao immersed himself in cultivation, certain things were unfolding in the outside world.
Someone had spotted a dark hexagram mark illuminating the sky in the region of the Chaotic Demon Sea.
That signified that yet another World-Ending Sovereign had appeared.
The Chaotic Demon Sea held a particularly unique geographical position.
It lay at the border between the Ten Great Territories of the Outer Realm and the Unspeakable Land.
Like a boundary line dividing the two.
Yet the Chaotic Demon Sea was not a desolate, lifeless void.
Islands were scattered throughout it like stars in the sky.
And some clans made their home within it.
The Izanami Clan, to which Shingle belonged, happened to be an immortal emperor clan living within the Chaotic Demon Sea.
Their ancestral land was situated on one of those islands in the Chaotic Demon Sea.
As mentioned before, the Izanami Clan had connections with the races inside the Unspeakable Land.
It was precisely because of their proximity that they were privy to certain secrets of the Unspeakable Land.
And now, with a World-Ending Sovereign emerging in the Chaotic Demon Sea, it naturally drew the attention of many.
"Another World-Ending Sovereign has appeared. It's time to find the Palace of One King."
Upon receiving the news, Shingle prepared to go find Jun Xiaoyao.
The Six Kings were about to gather, and it was time to start making preparations to venture into the Unspeakable Land.
And beyond that reason, there was another matter that required Shingle to return to the Chaotic Demon Sea.
She had learned that Jun Xiaoyao had appeared in the Nether Continent, so she made her way to the Nether Clan.
Before long, Shingle came face to face with Mengnü'er.
The two women stood across from each other.
"Mengnü'er, where is my Palace of One King?" Shingle smiled faintly, her beauty unparalleled, her charm captivating beyond measure.
When two women meet — especially two peerlessly beautiful ones — there are only ever two possible dynamics.
Either they become as close as sisters.
Or they try to outshine each other.
"The Young Lord Xiaoyao is currently a guest of our clan. He and I talked through the night not long ago, and the conversation was most pleasant." Mengnü'er smiled as well, her features dreamily enchanting.
"Oh, is that so. Then I'll have to ask the Palace of One King myself." Shingle's beautiful eyes narrowed ever so slightly.
A strange tension began to drift between the two women.
It carried distinctly the feeling of jealousy.
"Never mind, I'll just tell you directly — Young Lord Xiaoyao has gone to pay his respects to our Sovereign. Do you want to go looking for him too?" Mengnü'er said.
"The Mother of Nether Blooms?" Shingle's beautiful eyes sharpened.
Even with the Izanami Clan at her back, she could not afford to look down on the Nether Clan.
A large part of the reason was the Mother of Nether Blooms herself.
She was too mysterious, and far too powerful.
Even some immortal kings were wary of her and had no wish to make an enemy of the Nether Clan.
"In that case, I'll wait here. I wonder if Sister Mengnü'er welcomes that?" Shingle said.
"But of course." Mengnü'er smiled.
Between the two women, a silent contest of wills played out.
One was beautiful as an immortal, the other enchanting as a demon.
Their auras were entirely at odds.
Jun Xiaoyao, naturally, had no idea that Shingle had come looking for him.
During this time, Jun Xiaoyao had been immersed in comprehending the Nether Samsara Immortal Art.
It had to be said that this technique created by the ghost-masked woman was extraordinarily profound.
It was in no way inferior to any of the immortal scriptures Jun Xiaoyao had cultivated before.
Moreover, this technique integrated the full spectrum of abilities from the Nether Bloom lineage.
There was no way Jun Xiaoyao could absorb it all in a short period of time.
However, within this span of time, he had managed to extract from the Nether Samsara Immortal Art a terrifying soul divine ability.
The Nether Bloom lineage had always been adept in the art of the soul. The little heavenly sovereign from the azure Nether Bloom lineage had previously tried to use a soul-based killing move against Jun Xiaoyao.
Only to end up falling into a pit of his own making.
"The Nether Soul Bridge..."
Jun Xiaoyao murmured softly to himself.
This was the soul divine ability he had extracted from the Nether Samsara Immortal Art.
The Nether Soul Bridge — ferrying the soul to the other shore.
Once unleashed, a soul bridge would materialize.
Any opponent whose Primordial Spirit cultivation fell even slightly short would immediately fall prey to it, their Primordial Spirit leaving their body and stepping onto the soul bridge, crossing over to the other shore.
This move was perfectly suited for his Future Primordial Spirit to wield.
And so, Jun Xiaoyao's Past, Present, and Future — his three Primordial Spirits — each now had their own techniques.
When unleashed together, their combined might could multiply many times over.
This had become yet another hidden trump card in Jun Xiaoyao's arsenal.