The Trident rune atop Yun Ming's head lit up, and ripples of Soul Power, resembling ocean waves, surged outward. As the ripples touched the two Dragon Soul Pearls, the pearls transformed into miniature flood dragons and flew into the mark on his forehead.
"Is there something different about them?"
Yang Wudi was not surprised that Yun Ming had the ability to take these things away—after all, he recognized them—but he could not quite understand the importance Yun Ming placed on the Dragon Soul Pearls.
Yun Ming: "Uh, they are a special case among Dragon Pearls; they are very precious."
That was the only explanation he could give. Yun Ming certainly couldn't say, "Grandfather, given your level, it would be very difficult for me to explain it to you!" No, that would be highly disrespectful!
Yang Wudi nodded to show he understood, though he felt strange, as if someone were harboring ill intentions toward him. But never mind, that wasn't the most important thing right now.
"We'll talk about other things later. You are currently injured, so let's head back to the clan first."
As he spoke, a flash of soul light flickered from the Storage Soul Tool on Yang Wudi's hand, and a stretcher appeared out of thin air.
However, Yun Ming did not agree with Yang Wudi's proposal. Yun Ming refused.
"No, I won't be returning to the clan with you, Grandfather. I still have to go to the Dead Realm."
Upon hearing this, Yang Wudi naturally refused to allow it. Although the harsh environment of the Dead Realm had stabilized slightly due to the presence of the Golden Tree, that did not mean it had improved significantly. Yang Wudi expressed a firm veto against Yun Ming, a severely injured man, wanting to go there.
"Absolutely not! You must come back with me."
It would have been one thing if Yun Ming hadn't been injured, but now that he was so badly hurt and still acting out, it was truly outrageous. He absolutely would not agree.
Yun Ming understood Yang Wudi's attitude, but he had a legitimate reason for not going back. He looked at Yang Wudi with burning eyes and said.
"Grandfather, I wouldn't joke about my own body. The Dead Realm is the only place that will allow me to recover quickly and take another step forward."
Yang Wudi's expression darkened.
"Is it impossible for you not to go?"
Yun Ming responded decisively.
"Yes, it is impossible not to go!"
Yang Wudi looked at the resolute Yun Ming and sighed.
"Fine!"
In the end, he followed Yun Ming's wishes; a grandfather, after all, could never win against his grandson. With no other choice, Yang Wudi could only take Yun Ming to the Dead Realm.
Outside Heaven Dou City, Dead Realm
Yang Wudi dragged the stretcher into the Dead Realm.
It had not been long since the Golden Tree officially took root in the Dead Realm, so the environment here had not changed much. At most, the space had stabilized, and the rate at which life force dissipated internally had slowed down—nothing obvious. However, in Yun Ming's eyes, the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, mixed with the aura of Creation and Destruction, was much more harmonious than before.
"What do we do now?" Once they reached their destination, Yang Wudi asked.
"Enter the tree."
Yun Ming replied, his body slowly rising under the influence of spatial power.
"Grandfather."
Yang Wudi: "What is it?"
Yun Ming: "Remember to help me send a message back to Ya Li later, saying that I am in seclusion, otherwise she will get worried again."
Yang Wudi: "."
Yang Wudi had originally thought that at such a moment of parting, Yun Ming would comfort this lonely old man, but he hadn't expected that his efforts would be in vain after all.
"Understood."
Yang Wudi felt a bit weary; he waved his hand, signaling for Yun Ming to get lost quickly.
Yun Ming did not hesitate and drifted toward the Golden Tree.
"Don't worry, Grandfather, I will return safe and sound. Please take care of yourself."
Just before entering the tree, Yun Ming made a promise to Yang Wudi, then transformed into golden light and entered the Golden Tree.
Yang Wudi smiled, looked at the Golden Tree, and whispered a prayer.
"Ming Er, you must succeed!"
Inside the Golden Tree world
As soon as Yun Ming entered, he felt a surge of Life force far exceeding that of the Golden Tree sapling. Just by breathing and exhaling normally, he felt his body become much more relaxed, and the pain from his injuries faded significantly.
"You are injured?"
A cold, clear voice rang out.
"Yes! I am injured, so I came to heal, and also to cultivate."
Yun Ming knew who it was and had no intention of hiding from her.
He replied to Gu Yuena, but there was no follow-up; Gu Yuena did not respond to him.
Yun Ming was a bit confused. What was going on? Was that it, just asking a question and then nothing? It was all very inexplicable.
He didn't quite understand Gu Yuena's current line of thinking, but since she didn't want to talk, he had nothing else to say. He closed his eyes, focused his mind, and began to heal and cultivate.
Looking into his internal space, Yun Ming saw his riddled body and the lack of cohesion between the Sky Support Space and his own flesh and blood.
Being severely injured is certainly not ideal, but it is also an opportunity for breaking through and establishing something new. If Yun Ming could use the two Dragon Soul Pearls to nourish the Small Golden Tree within his body, could his physical form become more compatible with the soon-to-expand Sky Support Space during the process of repairing his severe injuries? Furthermore, with the Dragon Pearls of the Ice Fire Twin Dragons in hand, and being located within the main body of the Golden Tree itself, could he use the power of the dragon souls as the spark and the vitality of the Fire Golden Tree as fuel to ignite the spirit fire of the Small Golden Tree, thereby raising the Small Golden Tree into the Life Core of the Sky Support Space?
After deducing these two hypotheses, Yun Ming felt the probability was quite high. Coupled with the fact that he still needed to comprehend the laws of the world, this place was naturally the most suitable location for his secluded cultivation. He could sense that this should be his final important accumulation before the critical juncture of becoming a god; if this succeeded, his chances of final success could increase by another thirty percent.
The Trident rune on Yun Ming's brow lit up, and the patterns of the Four Seasons Ascension Array emerged on his skin like natural textures. His remaining seven Spirit Rings appeared, and two strange dragon roars began to echo in his mind.
It was not until Yun Ming had completely entered a state of deep meditation that Gu Yuena, with her waterfall-like silver hair and exquisitely perfect features, revealed her form within the space inside the tree. Her dark brows were slightly furrowed, and her pure, ethereal silver eyes gazed at the glowing rune on Yun Ming's brow as she whispered softly.
"Sea God, is it?"
The communication channels for information inside and outside the Golden Tree space had long been severed by Gu Yuena, so she was not worried that the mark on Yun Ming would attract any gods. However, the conversation he had previously interrupted was indeed related to the Sea God, though what exactly she was thinking or what plans she had, no one could know. One thing was certain: she likely had not sensed the aura of the Ice Fire Dragon Kings, otherwise, she would have likely forcibly extracted the two Dragon King souls from Yun Ming's body.
Gu Yuena watched Yun Ming cultivate for a while, but in the end, she did nothing and turned to leave.
Yun Ming was cultivating, and the Three Gods Inheritor was also cultivating. With these individuals no longer stirring up trouble, the flames of war across the continent had temporarily subsided. However, everyone knew this was merely the calm before the final storm, and all parties were preparing for the ultimate battle.
During this period, the Soul Master World of the continent belonged to the talented soul masters led by the likes of Oscar, Ning Rongrong, Feng Xiaotian, and the Golden Generation of Martial Soul Hall. There were minor frictions, but no major conflicts. That was until that day, when a certain person emerged from seclusion, and the flames of war were reignited across the continent.
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