If a third person were present at the scene, they would be able to see that the patterns on Yun Ming's body and the Space Trace enveloping the Golden Tree shared the same rhythm, reflecting each other in perfect harmony.
Silver light flared in Yun Ming's eyes as six chains of Soul Power shot from his abdomen, hooking into the six array nodes where the Sky Support Mark was located, and he let out a loud shout.
"Retrieve!"
Clatter—
The chains moved according to Yun Ming's will, immediately pulling back and snapping taut, dragging out a series of sounds as if real chains were colliding.
The second characteristic of Yun Ming's Sky Support True Body is the Sky Support Space. To be precise, this characteristic was not something he only possessed after activating his Spirit Avatar; it was inherent to the Atlas Divine Spear itself.
As a Space Element divine artifact, the Atlas Divine Spear originally contained an internal space, though it had not been very large before. However, after the Atlas Divine Spear merged with Yun Ming, the infinite mysteries of the human body combined with the space inside the spear, triggering a miraculous change. The size of the Sky Support Space surged, as if a world had truly been carved out within Yun Ming's body. As for how large this space was now, even Yun Ming did not know. But this time, he might finally be able to measure it.
The Golden Tree seemed to sense something; it realized that it had just left its birthplace and was now being dragged into another space. It refused to comply. Its dense shadows swayed constantly, and the gilded light patterns on its trunk bloomed with dazzling radiance once more. Countless golden divine rays, like so many Light Holy Swords, began to strike at Yun Ming's Rune Light Array.
Sensing the Golden Tree's violent reaction, Yun Ming's expression shifted. He changed the hand seals he was holding, suspended the pulling, and hurriedly stabilized the Rune Light Array before shouting aloud.
"Old tree, stop struggling! I can't continue if you do this!"
But the Golden Tree did not listen. Like a mischievous child, it continued to make trouble, battering Yun Ming's Rune Light Array. Helpless, Yun Ming divided his focus four ways: stabilizing the light array while coaxing the Golden Tree as if it were a child.
"Old tree! You are too large, making you difficult to move. I can only temporarily transfer you to a portable space before heading to the Annihilation Land."
While explaining, Yun Ming feared the Golden Tree might not understand, so he channeled his Spiritual Power to project images of his plan, transmitting them to the Golden Tree in a graphic format. Finally, he used his remaining focus to channel the power of the Golden Tree within his Blood Soul Core to minimize the Golden Tree's rejection.
Four tasks, performed simultaneously and methodically, demonstrated Yun Ming's formidable control.
With this three-pronged approach—or perhaps it was just one of these factors, or all of them working together—the Golden Tree understood Yun Ming's intent. Its golden light receded, and it stopped interfering with Yun Ming.
Having resolved the minor interlude, Yun Ming continued to pull the tree. As the two grew closer, the Rune Light Array began to exert its full force, temporarily converting the Golden Tree's body into an energy state and slowly pouring it into the space within Yun Ming's body.
At first, it was fine; the energy entering Yun Ming's body was manageable. But as time passed and roughly three-quarters of the Golden Tree's energy had flowed into him, the Sky Support Space became saturated. An increasingly powerful pressure began to crush Yun Ming's body. The sensation was similar to a Soul Master absorbing a Spirit Ring while breaking through a realm—the urge to explode from within.
Meanwhile, a phantom of a giant tree appeared within the gradient Ukiyo-e patterns on Yun Ming's skin.
Enduring the agony, Yun Ming saw specks of red light beginning to emerge on his skin—this was his own blood—and he thought to himself.
Have I reached my limit? If so, then I shall push even harder!
He changed his hand seals again, and the patterns on his skin shifted in unison. Centered around the giant tree phantom, twenty-eight profound and ever-changing mysterious runes emerged at the Twenty-Eight Constellation Positions. These twenty-eight runes were connected by countless lines, spliced and combined as if constructing a vast sea of stars.
The changes on Yun Ming's skin were complex, but in essence, he was using his body as a vessel, combining it with the spatial conditions within him to sketch a Space Soul Guidance Array, expanding his internal space to the best of his ability.
The effect was significant. Once the Space Soul Guidance Array was outlined, the increasingly taut space expanded, and the pressure on his body lessened considerably. After all, using one's body as a vessel to engrave patterns meant that bearing no pressure at all was unrealistic.
Time ticked by second by second. The Golden Tree was gradually being fully absorbed into his body, though the speed shifted from a steady pace to a slow crawl.
About ten minutes had passed, and while Yun Ming had not yet finished, the people within Silver River City had already arrived.
The first to arrive were the Ye family of Silver River City. They were one of the local bullies who had previously followed Dai Bingjun in trying to extort the Breaking Clan, and their family head had only recently met Yun Ming.
Upon their arrival, they first gazed in awe at the giant tree phantom in front of Yun Ming. Even though the main body of the Tree of Life was mostly contained within Yun Ming, the pure life energy leaking into the scene still cleansed their bodies and minds, making them feel unprecedentedly comfortable and relaxed.
Having experienced such a wonderful sensation, the Ye Family Head naturally knew that a great treasure had appeared. Looking at Yun Ming, who was standing with his back to them and collecting the treasure, he certainly did not have a pleasant expression and immediately roared.
"Audacious brat, stop what you are doing!"
Yun Ming had naturally discovered the newcomers behind him long ago. He did not move his body, but turned his head slightly to face the Ye family, his silver-white pupils rotating as he glanced sideways at the Ye Family Head.
When the Ye Family Head saw that familiar profile, his pupils shook violently. Although Yun Ming's current form was somewhat different, that face had not changed much; he could recognize him at a glance, especially since the impression Yun Ming had left on him earlier was so deep.
Realizing it was Yun Ming, the Ye Family Head's face turned pale. What had he just done? He had yelled at Yun Ming? Even the Star Luo Prince wasn't as brave as he had been. He stammered.
"Young Master Yun... I am sorry!"
He then hurriedly bowed to admit his mistake. Seeing their clan leader cower, the Ye family members behind him had no other thoughts and hurriedly bowed in apology.
"Young Master Yun, we are sorry!" xN
Yun Ming glanced at them, said nothing, and withdrew his gaze to continue his work. The transfer of the Golden Tree was now at the final critical juncture. The capacity of the space he had carved out within his body was nearly exhausted, and only a little of the Golden Tree remained. Success or failure hinged on the next two or three minutes; he had no time to deal with others.
Seeing that Yun Ming did not speak, the Ye family of Silver River City dared not speak or move, and could only stay there bowing quietly. Even though it was obvious that Yun Ming was collecting a treasure and might be inconvenienced, they still dared not move recklessly. After all, a Soul Saint couldn't even withstand a single glance from Yun Ming; the man didn't even need to lift a finger!
One side was too busy, and the other side dared not move, so the scene maintained a peaceful appearance until, more than half a minute later, the main force from the city arrived one after another.
The other large and small factions of Silver River City could naturally feel the life energy that the Ye family had felt. The miraculous feedback on their bodies similarly made them lose themselves at first. After coming to their senses, they saw the Ye family bowing respectfully to a figure who was clearly a young man, maintaining a stiff posture of salutation, and they began to tease.
"Old Ye, what are you doing? Which senior expert is worth you being so cautious?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha."
Hearing the crowd's mockery, the Ye Family Head dared not speak and remained bowed, cursing inwardly.
Ignorant fools, if you want to die, don't drag me down with you!
At the same time, he prayed that when Yun Ming dealt with people later, he wouldn't implicate the innocent.
Seeing the Ye Family Head's reaction, some of the sharper ones realized something and stopped laughing, thinking they should first see who the person in front was. But before they could act, a young man spoke up first.
The young man was dressed in luxurious clothing and looked like a young master from one of the families in Silver River City. He pointed at Yun Ming and spoke in a commanding tone.
"Brat, with so many seniors and experts here, why haven't you stopped your actions? Hurry up and pay your respects, what are you waiting for! Are you that ignorant?!!"
As these words left his mouth, the Ye Family Head's heart skipped a beat.
Good fellow, you are even braver than this old man.
The sense of unease in his heart grew increasingly intense, and then his premonition turned into reality.
Yun Ming did not even turn his head, speaking coldly.
"Shut up."
A terrifying aura, earth-shattering in its intensity, erupted from Yun Ming's body and swept across the entire scene. Under this pressure, which felt like Mount Tai Pressing Down, the legs of everyone else present went weak, forcing them to their knees. The once-invisible air seemed to have turned into concrete, suffocating them to the point where they couldn't even open their mouths to speak.
At this moment, the scene fell into a deathly silence. All those who had arrived later now understood why the Ye family dared not move. Good heavens! If they had known the person the Ye family was bowing to was this fierce, they wouldn't have dared to open their mouths! Now, each of them was scared to death, terrified that Yun Ming might get annoyed and wipe them all out.
As for the young master who had dared to shout at Yun Ming just a moment ago, he had even wet his pants.
Of course, the most miserable one wasn't actually that young man, but Dai Bingjun and his subordinates, who had arrived a step behind the main group. He knew he didn't live very close and had arrived a bit late, but he hadn't expected that upon arrival, before he could do anything, he would run into Yun Ming suppressing everyone.
Under this familiar pressure, he, a Soul Saint, felt a jolt in his heart, and then, unsurprisingly, he knelt.
Well, this familiar feeling completely killed Dai Bingjun's desire to obtain the treasure; Yun Ming had not left Silver River City. However, his current mood was burning hot; it was a feeling of humiliation and rage, even more infuriating than being pressed to the ground today, because he had knelt—and not just to Yun Ming, but alongside a massive crowd of people.
Yun Ming had no choice; he was physically and mentally exhausted and had no time to play with Point Technique or Empty Technique, so he decided to just make everyone lie down. Only the members of the Breaking Clan who arrived last were spared, as Yun Ming was familiar with their aura; everyone else received equal treatment.
Another minute passed, and Yun Ming's task was nearing its end. However, he was now stretched to his absolute limit; his ivory-white body had turned crimson, and his originally white Soul Power aura was now tinged with pink. Meanwhile, in a place hidden from everyone's sight, the expression on Yun Ming's face was exceptionally ferocious; the Golden Tree was now too large, and his internal space could barely hold it.
Blue veins bulged on Yun Ming's forehead as he gritted his teeth and channeled the hand seals, forcing the final energy of the Golden Tree into his body. The result of doing so was immediate.
Boom—
A massive cloud of energy-infused blood mist rose from Yun Ming's body, obscuring his form.
Seeing Yun Ming suffer a sudden accident, Yang Wutian's expression changed drastically as he cried out.
"Ming Er!!"
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