Tianlong Yun was already on the verge of a breakthrough before getting out of the Old Pouch, but this last ti seed to have been especially rewarding as he was right at the bottleneck.
He was more than sure that the mont he had recovered his lost Soul Power, and ntal fortitude he would most probably pass the bottleneck, and make the breakthrough.
This was an important step for him, so there was no way he didn't feel happy, and excited about it, as he imdiately sat down in a lotus position, and entered ditation.
It was a good thing that he was a Nascent Soul Realm Qi cultivator, and a Soul Apprentice to have the stamina and the ntal fortitude needed to survive this place.
If he missed even one of the two then he would surely be a dead man. It wasn't a surprise when you thought about all the experts that had died in this place.
All of them could be separated into two categories, either people with Soul Cultivation or with Qi cultivation.
The people who cultivated only the Soul were able to resist the enticing, and that voice from this place, but most probably was taken down by the entities of this place.
While the cultivators of Qi were even more miserable, as they weren't able to resist that strange weak voice, that was a ntal, and soul attack, and ended up either killing themselves or too easy to be dealt with.
It seed like Tianlong Yun was the bane of this place, as he not only had the power to resist the soul attack, but he also had the necessary stamina to persevere continuously.
At this ti, he was almost totally recovering his soul power and ntal fortitude, when all of a sudden, his conscience sea started to churn.
There were no winds to be felt, as the sea was getting more and more enraged. Slowly but surely, waves were starting to disrupt its earlier calm, and stagnation.
The waves started small at first, but then they started to grow bigger with each passing one, it seed like each one of them wanted to show the other that it could grow bigger.
But they weren't alone as in many other parts there were slowly starting to form tornadoes, and typhoons, as even the stagnant soul space started trembling like a huge earthquake was happening.
It took only a mont for the peace and quiet atmosphere to turn into a powerful and huge sea storm, that was able to destroy everything in its wake.
Right at this mont, Tianlong Yun was controlling his soul avatar inside the conscience space, as he looked at whatever was happening below him with a natural exciting look.
He had been waiting so long for this mont, and it was finally here. Surely it wouldn't be a walk in the park, but its importance could not be asured.
This was the true entry point towards Soul Cultivation, as he could finally be considered as soone more than trivial.
The first two stages of Soul Cultivation were nothing more than being born and childhood if we compared it to human life stages.
If we continue like that, then being a Soul Master was comparable to being a teenager, it was finally the ti when one finally started to walk with his own steps.
This was also the most important stage as it was the ti when soone built their foundation, and in a way shaped their inner selves, their characters, and goals.
Cultivating the Soul ant to cultivate oneself character, emotions, feelings, ntal fortitude, and so on and so forth.
Soul Master Realm was the point when one finally chose their own path towards which they would build and progress upon.
Tianlong Yun was no exception to this, as his soul avatar seed to have finally been hit with so kind of powerful hypnosis and illusion, as it was lost in an endless dark space.
It was almost the sa as outside, completely dark, and stagnant. But this place was even more terrifying as it didn't just give an eerie feeling, but it horrified the soul.
Both places couldn't even be compared to each other, as the disparity between them was like that of night and day.
In that place, the soul was suppressed, as it felt really weak, like so kind of worm, unworthy of attention.
But that wasn't all, as he felt like his soul and inner feelings were open, and in clear view for anyone and anything in there to read, and see.
He felt like he was naked in every sense of the word, and even soone that didn't care about it like him was strangely feeling a bit sha.
Even though he felt like there was nothing, and no one where he was, he still couldn't help but feel that. This made him want to laugh out loud at himself, apparently, he was still a bit 'fresh'.
But that didn't last for long, because in that short ti, his desires, feelings, and emotions seed to be overwhelming him, and being catalyzed.
He could feel his desire for revenge and bloodlust increase suddenly, as it started to even cloud his clarity and Soul.
It seed like these two feelings had a chant of their own, and the more he heard it the more he felt like he was destined to be a cold-blooded and emotionless killer.
He didn't understand how, or why these two feelings were overwhelming him and making him think that his only path was killing.
At that mont it seed like the devil was whispering in his ears,
"They betrayed you! They cheated you! Death is the only way! Beco a cold-blooded killer! Kill Gods, and Buddha's! Kill the World! Kill Yourself! Killing is the Right Way! Killing is the only way!"
The more this continued, the more he was being convinced that killing was truly the only way. That was right, killing was the only way.
They had betrayed him, set him up, humiliated him, and eventually killed him! Nobody helped him! They didn't deserve living! They had to die, the cruelest, and the most painful deaths.
This rotten and corrupt world had to be killed! He had to take his revenge on the whole world, they had to pay for what they had done to him! The whole World was guilty!
It seed like it was being set in stone that this was going to be his direction from here on, a long and bloody way that would slaughter anyone in front of him. Anyone!
As he thought that last word though, he found sothing strange with it, he felt like he was missing sothing. He wanted to rember what it was, but he couldn't.
He knew it was sothing really important, sothing vital for him, but no matter how much he thought about it, there was nothing.
It seed like this mont would fade and disappear in nothingness any mont, but he was stubbornly trying to rember.
He felt like he would regret it for his existence if he didn't rember that thing, as slowly in that horrifying darkness, a small rosy fla started to burn inside his soul avatar.
The small, weak, delicate, and fragile fla seed to be ready to go extinct at any mont, but it was still holding itself bravely.
Even though it seed like it was going against a massive ocean, the weak fla still didn't relent her battle and kept surviving.
The mont that small fla appeared in there though, the tables seed to have turned, as suddenly Tianlong Yun's soul avatar was finally hit with the information he wanted to rember.
It all ca falling on him in one instant, and all the information at once, but that didn't matter, as the important thing was that he was finally able to rember.
He was finally able to rember his oath, he was finally able to rember about his Mate, he was finally able to rember about this second opportunity and his primary goal.
It was true that revenge over those traitors, and their torture were a priority for him, but that wasn't his primary goal anymore.
His people around him, his won, his new family, had changed his approach towards this second opportunity.
He wasn't so kind of stupid kid that would be stuck on his revenge and would think only about it. He was a man that knew how to question himself, and understand his own wishes.
His primary goal in life had long ago changed, as he now wanted to be at the peak of the Universe, and look down on everyone, as he lived happily with his family at the peak.
His foundation, his empire, was just a ans to make sure that no one would disturb him later, a deterrence of sorts.
Of course, to reach his goal, killing, and blood were indispensable. After all, powerhouse hadn't risen on top of mountains of bodies, and oceans of blood.
Certainly, Tianlong Yun wasn't different from them, in fact, he knew that his way would perhaps be the bloodiest, as he wanted that lonely peak at the top.
And a huge part of that mountain and a massive amount of that blood would be from his old blood, but they had only their selves to bla.
It was their own decision that would bring such retribution over their heads, as they had to pay the price and the consequences of those choices and decisions.
His path was surely to involve blood, and killing, but his path was one of rule, and dominance, freedom, and unfettered.
Just as he made this decision, the whole pitch-black space disappeared, and he was once again returned back to his conscience space.
Right now the whole space had turned tranquil, and stagnant once again, but he could feel that the difference with what he had earlier was like that of Heaven and Earth.
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