Wearing a clean violet martial cultivator outfit from the Ying Clan’s spatial ring, he looked at himself thoroughly. Over the past two years, his changes were extraordinary. To the point where his mother and father would barely recognize him, and he wasn’t sure how he felt about it all.
His muscles were robust and defined as if sculpted like a greek statue, his pectoral muscles were elegantly made as if chiseled, his face was handso and filled with masculine charm, the amber eyes of his sparkled with vibrant strength and lifeforce, and his height reached six feet.
Tao flew over to Yan Zaizen, his body radiating faint traces of origin aura. When he arrived, he looked at Yan Zaizen curiously. He rembered when this boy first arrived, how he was like a newborn child looking curiously at the gates of hell, but now he felt more like a man ready to ascend to the heavens.
When Yan Zaizen first inford him that his soul cultivation could rival an Origin Core practitioner, he was skeptical. Who wouldn’t be? He was only 17 years old, and soul cultivation required a massive amount of specific resources and enlightennt to progress. Out of all the cultivation thods, soul cultivation was the most difficult and ti-consuming. If soone told him three years ago that a 17-year-old kid reached the Aurora Soul Realm, he would’ve dismissed them as being insane or uneducated.
But here he was.
Yan Zaizen found another outfit from the Ying’s Clan spatial ring and handed it to Tao. It was an identical pair with his current violet attire. These outfits weren’t normal by any ans. They were shrouded in formations designed to gather essence for cultivation and qi recovery, defensive formation for protection against all types of energies, and tight-fitting, stretchable fabric that conforms to any body type.
The outfit could be considered an earth-rank armant of the top-grade. It was designed to be worn against and by Qi Unification Cultivators and thus wasn’t that effective in combat situations at the Origin Core Realm. Despite this, it was suitable for both Yan Zaizen and Tao.
"This seed to have been created by a formation specialist. Do you know how to create formations also?" Tao inquired. These outfits truly were exceptionally crafted, the Ying Clan was a formation clan with over a thousand years of legacy after all. If they couldn’t make an earth-rank, top-grade armant with rank six formations embedded into it, they would’ve been a sha to all armant creationist clans realm-wide.
"Naw. A clan was nice enough to let keep them, it’s a long story." He responded with a slight smile. If the Ying Clan heard his words, they would probably be spewing copious amounts of blood out of hate and indignation.
"Mhm." Tao nodded, using his qi-essence to remove the embedded dirt in his skin, regaining his original color of brown skin, dark brown hair and pearly white teeth. "What now?"
"There’s sothing I want to check out before we leave." Yan Zaizen said, looking deep into the hole. Earlier, when he arrived, he felt an odd life signature from below. Over the two years, he felt that odd life signature constantly fluctuate between strong and weak erratically. Whenever it beca strong, he could feel sothing inside him resonate with it. This sensation kept getting stronger and stronger with each fluctuation.
"Sothing’s calling . I just don’t know what." His tone was filled with curiosity. With his soul cultivation recovered, if he wanted to leave, no one could stop him from doing so.
Tao followed Yan Zaizen’s gaze, slowly nodding his head. "In that case, shall we go down?" He was willing to follow this boy anywhere. Not only because he saved his life, but because over the two years, they’ve beco remarkably close. Even if he was nearing 700 years in age, he felt close to Yan Zaizen. Not to ntion that Yan Zaizen’s soul cultivation base exceeded his own considerably, he had no qualms about following him to the ends of the earth.
If it wasn’t for Yan Zaizen, he would’ve jumped off this cliff a year ago and arrived in the underworld.
"...Absolutely."
Yan Zaizen withdrew his silver-blue soul energy from his body. This action caused his body to suddenly descend downwards. Initially, it was slow, but as he continued going downwards the speed of his descent increased to terminal velocity.
"Hahaha! Down we go!" Tao chuckled seeing Yan Zaizen be so decisive. He withdrew the levitating force of his qi-essence, falling downwards following Yan Zaizen, but his qi-essence still ford a faint barrier around his skin to prevent any damage. Unlike Yan Zaizen, he didn’t have a profound body cultivation.
They continued their descent, passing the many people who were working the mines, and most didn’t even give them a glance. A person saw them two falling and jumped after them in suicide. Yan Zaizen ignored him, letting him fall.
1 li.
10 li.
100 li.
They were falling for quite a while. The hole seed virtually endless. "How far does this truly go?" He couldn’t help but inwardly question. It seems that no matter how deep they went within the hole, they weren’t even close to reaching the bottom. However, the odd life signature beca more and more vibrant with every ter traveled.
From his discussions with Tao, he learned quite a lot about these Deep Mines. It was created over ten thousand years ago, before the new era of the myriad world was established, during the Chaos Era. The current era was the Rebirth Era, and it started over twelve thousand years ago after the Chaos Era ended.
The Chaos Era was just like its na described - full of chaos. It was an era filled with a great war that terrorized every inch of the myriad realms. Many beings at the height of power fell, and worlds were destroyed. It was so chaotic that even entire realms fell, laid barren with no life or chance for life to be born anew.
When the Rebirth Era was ushered, it signified the end of the chaos. It hoped for the rebirth of a cultivation society after a near total collapse. It succeeded. The myriad realms were no longer drenched in blood and death, but stable and developing once more to its forr glory.
When Yan Zaizen first heard of this, his mind was blown. When he was younger, he only knew of the continent and the four countries inhabiting it. When Wu Yuanxu inford him of the Anima Society, he learned that the realm he resided in was called the Xiantu Realm, nad after the Xiantu Empire. The Realm had three habitable planets called continents due to each having one large land mass followed by millions of minor ones. He was currently living on the continent nad the Fallen Stars Continent.
He rembered teorite City and how its population was decimated by falling teors. As he heard of its na, it brought about a sense that made them seem heavily connected. Many believe a majority of the resources on the continent was from the asteroids that traveled the void. They bombarded the planet and gave it its many characteristics and unique lifeforms.
Due to the vast amount of ti that passed since the Chaos Era, not many people knew much about the Deep Mines except that it was exceptionally deep. Tao inford him that even the Grux Empire wasn’t able to explore the depth of the holes. It seed that there were many mysteries about not only its depths but how it was ford that its own country didn’t know about.
After traveling 700 li downwards, Yan Zaizen stopped his falling montum as a silver-blue light surrounded his body. Tao attempted doing the sa, but his ability to stop was far inferior to Yan Zaizen and he kept going for another kiloter. He had to fly back up to et Yan Zaizen, but one could tell the energy required to stop his montum exhausted him.
"You found sothing?" Tao inquired.
Yan Zaizen didn’t answer right away but continued gazing at the wall to his furthest right. There, a fluctuating grey light was being emitted, but it was embedded deeply within the wall. This grey light indicated spiritual life, and it was the first ti he’d encountered such a thing.
Their current distance beneath exceeded 1,000 li in total. The mines no longer existed, and there were no guards, miners, or dug out mining holes in this area. It just looked like a deep dark hole with no light, and even Tao could only see Yan Zaizen through his qi-sense. If Yan Zaizen concealed his qi-aura, he’d be invisible to Tao right now.
"You don’t see it?" It took a while before Yan Zaizen asked.
Tao was shocked, looking around but only seeing darkness. He tried using his qi-sense to find any form of energy fluctuation, but he ca up with absolutely nothing. He didn’t like using his spiritual sense due to its limited range and cultivation of the Initial Nascent Soul Realm, but even while using it now, he still he couldn’t find anything.
"No. What is it?"
"A grey light. It has a low-life emission, but its spiritual, not physical. I’ve never seen a spiritual life form before." He couldn’t help but be bewildered. Normally, cultivators have a physical lifeforce energy and when it goes kaput, then your body is dead. Without a working body, your soul will slowly exit it and enter the cycle of reincarnation. However, souls don’t give life emissions, because they don’t have lifeforce energy, they have soul fla to indicate consciousness and energy base - that’s their life signature.
This also ant that life law can’t heal soul damage, which is why its sothing feared by all cultivators. Only heavenly resources, specific pills, or a considerable amount of ti-extensive cultivation can help restore the soul fla to its peak. This also ans death laws can’t directly affect the soul either. If one wanted to affect the life or death of the soul, one would need to rge the two world laws with the world law of souls and produce the Imperial Law of Samsara.
Tao was shocked when he heard Yan Zaizen’s description. He contemplated for a long while. Sothing struck him like lightning as he jumped in shock, "A TRUE SPIRIT?!"
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