Chapter 413: Chapter 398: Super-Refining
After the mural’s inspection, there were no Tree-man bloodlines present, only Tree-man vassals, so only one person is allowed to enter the Star Connection Cave, and the crowd should choose among themselves.
The crowd looked at each other.
Silver Lake Moon said resolutely, "This is the great Elf Prophet, the valiant Elf Saint, and the esteed Elf Duke. According to the standards of the Elf Empire, he is the most qualified to enter."
The elves of Silver Lake town nodded gently, agreeing with this statent.
The foreign elves were silent for a mont, then one spoke, "I believe we should rank by the elven bloodline. I do not deny this human’s noble status and the power he obtained from our elf race, but this place was painstakingly built by the elf kings and should not be sullied by outsiders."
"He’s a Tree-man," Zhou Leng spoke in standard Tree-man language.
"See, he only has eyes for the Tree-n, not the elves. I respect him but do not trust him."
Suddenly, the stars on the mural shone brightly, releasing divine light that illuminated everyone.
Finally, all the starry beams focused on Zhou Leng.
The ancient voice of the Tree-man sounded again.
The foreign elves turned pale upon hearing half of it.
The elves, including Silver Lake Moon, looked at Zhou Leng with bright eyes.
The voice said that they heard the pure ancient Tree-man sound and conducted a more detailed inspection, discovering that Zhou Leng actually carries the legacy of the ancient and great Tree-man power, a presence far nobler than ordinary Tree-n.
Therefore, Zhou Leng is qualified to enter and can choose a companion to accompany him into the Star Connection Cave to undergo the trials.
The foreign elves lowered their heads, like wilted leaves.
"Silver Lake Moon, let’s go."
"Yes, Your Highness."
The two walked towards the mural, and the elves behind them sighed silently in their hearts.
They had already guessed that the elves had stolen the great opportunity of the Tree-man race.
It seed that the foundation of the elven race’s rise might have originated here.
No wonder the elves maintained such arrogance and noble identity, for it was gained illegitimately.
Only cloaked with a shell of lies.
Now, the true inheritor of the Tree-man race entered this place.
The two approached the mural, and as the starlight shone on them, they disappeared.
Zhou Leng and Silver Lake Moon stood in the void, surrounded by darkness, exchanging glances.
Instinctively, Silver Lake Moon moved closer to Zhou Leng, their arms touching.
"It’s nothing," Zhou Leng said calmly.
Silver Lake Moon felt helpless in her heart; of course, you wouldn’t be afraid as the rightful inheritor of the Tree-man, but my ancestors have wronged the Tree-n for unknown years, how could I not be afraid.
At this mont, the voice sounded again.
Silver Lake Moon listened while looking at Zhou Leng in surprise.
The voice said that Zhou Leng holds a faint yet pure Starry Tree-man legacy, and his trial would separate from ordinary Tree-man’s, directly initiating the Starry Tree-man inheritance.
"Congratulations, my Duke," Silver Lake Moon’s address changed once more.
Henceforth, Silver Lake Moon considered herself a retainer of the Elf Duke.
Zhou Leng didn’t know much about elven culture and didn’t understand the change in address, saying, "You should also undergo your trial well."
"Yes."
Suddenly, a pillar of light descended, and Zhou Leng disappeared from the spot.
Silver Lake Moon heard the ancient Tree-man language once more.
"First inheritance, life absorption."
As soon as the words fell, line upon line of green water-light descended from the sky, containing an extrely rich power of life.
Silver Lake Moon was overjoyed and hurriedly used elven cultivation thods to absorb it.
anwhile, Zhou Leng appeared in a cave.
The cave was as large as two football fields, with the walls lush with tree roots, unlike the withered ones outside, as though alive.
The cave ceiling was speckled with stars, white as sunlight.
"First high-level inheritance, life super-refinent."
Zhou Leng was still pondering the aning of life super-refinent when there was a loud boom.
Thick as glue green liquid descended from the sky, like large blocks of jelly crashing down, filling the entire cave and subrging Zhou Leng.
The richness of the power of life surpassed that of ancient tree fossils.
Looking at the viscous liquid, Zhou Leng vaguely felt that normal power shouldn’t be so thick, it seed like it had changed after years and years of accumulation.
And for the better.
The overwhelming power of life perated through his skin, entering his body.
Zhou Leng imdiately stripped his clothes off, imrsing himself in the sea of life gel.
Unlike absorbing ordinary life power, this absorption process left the whole body with a hot and slightly painful sensation.
Zhou Leng tried to operate the Star Phoenix Rejuvenation Technique, but it failed.
He attempted the Star Gazing Technique and failed as well.
When the life force in the body gathered to a certain degree, Zhou Leng felt as if his brain exploded, and the indescribable pain surged through his body.
An endless divine light exploded before his eyes.
Zhou Leng was dazed, and past mories faded from consciousness, only feeling like he was floating in the void, wandering among the stars.
Unknown how much ti passed before regaining awareness.
The next mont, sothing felt off, prompting an instinctual "look" downward.
His body was gone, leaving only consciousness.
Surrounding him was pure life gel, along with a Magic Spirit Bag, spatial wood box, Mother Tree bark, and other items.
"Where am I?"
The next instant, Zhou Leng sensed that his body had turned into countless cells, dispersed within the life gel.
Every cell in his body was forcibly infused with trendous power.
Due to the temporary separation of cells and consciousness, no pain was felt.
Zhou Leng vaguely understood the aning of life super-refinent.
It seed to use so Starry Tree-man thod to temper every minute part of the body, ultimately achieving maximum refinent.
This refinent was far beyond any current cultivation thod.
Slowly, the cells that split from consciousness began reconnecting.
It felt as though countless threads of spirit extended from cells, connecting to consciousness.
Gurgle...
The entire super cultivation pool began to boil.
Each cell endured the terrifying impact of the power of life, changing from the most microscopic level.
The general shape of each cell remained unchanged, but their chanisms of operation and storage of power evolved.
Especially the mitochondria supplying energy to the cells, which experienced the greatest changes.
The mitochondria within the cells began to emit a faint light.
Each cell seed like a speck of starlight in the sky.
The pain from the cellular transformation slowly appeared.
It felt as if each cell was being gently cut and ground by a blade.
A single cell feeling this is negligible, but there are over thirty trillion cells in the human body.
Thirty trillion blades cutting the body.
At first, it was just a subtle pain, bearable.
As the cellular changes beca more intense, Zhou Leng felt a pain far more horrifying than the Land of Blades.
Zhou Leng’s consciousness was initially silent, but slowly, it began to tremble, and finally, it roared in anger.
After a violent struggle, consciousness beca exhausted and entered a numb state.
One cut hurts, thirty trillion cuts also hurt.
The unimaginable trauma-like pain continuously assailed Zhou Leng’s consciousness, like relentless tides.
But when the pain accumulated to a certain extent, a special feeling suddenly erged in the heart.
The perception of cellular changes beca clearer.
This was a feeling never experienced before.
In fact, ordinarily, these cells should change as well.
Eating poorly, lack of sleep, bodily injury, low mood, being hard... during these tis, each cell would also feel pressure and pain alike.
But it seed as if I had neglected these cells, even ignored my own body, leading to a disregard for my own heart.
Gradually, Zhou Leng’s consciousness sensed these cells with intent, sensing them one by one, "observing" them one by one.
This white blood cell seed to be working hard, frantically absorbing power.
This red blood cell was quite content, continuously gathering the power of life gel to fortify the body.
This cardiac muscle cell appeared proud, like a strong man exercising muscles in a gym, occasionally glancing to see if other cells were watching.
This hair cell was a slacker, seemingly feeling it had no use, lazily floating in the life gel.
This brain cell thought a lot...
...
Unknowingly, the pain remained unchanged, but the power to endure it grew stronger.
Zhou Leng continued to sense each cell.
Every cell was a part of himself.
Slowly, he entered into a strange state.
An extre connection between self and self.
In a trance, Zhou Leng sensed the microscopic state of cells, how they operated, how they changed, how they coped with external pressure and damage...
Feeling every small "self
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