Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 933 Inheritance (Part Two)

In Han Yi's previous life, beliefs and faith were actually intangible and vague concepts.

However, within the Northern Divine Soul System, it is something that can truly manifest externally and influence reality.

Spiritual imagery.

It is a product of belief.

By practicing the school's spirit-forging techniques, one can cultivate the spirit, strengthen the soul, condense the divine will, and gradually condense the imagery until reaching the profound understanding.

The path for all members of the Hundred Veins is the same.

The difference lies in the different techniques used to forge the spirit.

The origin of the Divine Forging Technique.

At a deeper level, it's simply a matter of different paths taken, that is, different ideologies among the factions to which they belong.

The Northern Lands are divided into three factions: Upper, Middle, and Lower. Each faction has its own unique path and philosophy, resulting in a diverse array of approaches and their own merits.

For example, the fundamental lineage of the Myriad Manifestations School, the Four Seasons Demon Blade, specializes in the Thunder Blade, and the disciples of the school also tend to focus on Thunder-related imagery.

Once the school of thought is completely dissolved.

It's not just about material losses or resource depletion.

It's going a step further.

This represents a collapse in ideology.

A school of thought that has been eliminated by all schools of thought will not be believed to be powerful, and therefore its ideological legacy will not be recognized.

Without recognition, without belief, one cannot receive the support of conviction.

Then the authenticity of the images recorded in the secret manual of the Myriad Manifestations School would be greatly reduced, and their power would be greatly diminished, even if later generations forcibly cultivated them.

It may also be the weakest kind of breakthrough in the realm of mystery due to insufficient authenticity and weak imagery.

This vicious cycle continues.

There is absolutely no chance of a comeback.

The clash of ideologies can be particularly brutal.

If you fail, there is no chance of recovery.

"So..." Han Yi slowly exhaled, tentatively asking, "According to the elders, the greater the power, the more disciples, and the more people who agree with one's own ideology, the more real and powerful the image becomes... Doesn't that mean the strong will always be strong, and the weak will always be weak...? Then what about our school...?"

"That's the root of the problem..."

Lin Mu did not deny it, a hint of helplessness appearing on his face.

"Therefore, regardless of the faction, even those at the top three levels, they act with extreme caution, as if walking on thin ice. Once they lose power and fall from grace, it becomes very difficult for them to rise again..."

To be honest, the school of thought is in a rather difficult situation. But these are things you'll have to face sooner or later... so it's no harm in telling you in advance.

Han Yi remained silent for a moment, not responding to the question.

So far, he has no idea how to help the School of All Things get out of its predicament.

He's less willing to take action if it's too troublesome, beyond his capabilities, or requires too much sacrifice.

After all, his two most important purposes in coming to the North were to find a way to become stronger and to provide refuge for Zhong Han and his group.

As for the School of All Things…...

In fact, Han Yi didn't have many feelings.

In total, he only stayed for about a month at most. To say that there was any deep affection between them would be self-deception. He just helped out without much effort, and that was it.

The key now...

Han Yi fell silent.

"Alright, don't worry too much. Things haven't reached the final stage yet, which means there's still hope, right?"

Lin Mu didn't expect Han Yi to think so much in an instant. He just thought Han Yi was worried about the future, so he took the initiative to comfort him.

“I understand. Elder, please continue.” Han Yi nodded, no longer considering anything else.

Regardless of the circumstances, Lin Mu had indeed treated him well, doing his best and fulfilling his responsibilities. Therefore, no matter what the future held, he would try his best to fulfill Lin Mu's wishes.

This is to repay the kindness of being taught and guided.

"Having understood uniqueness and authenticity, what follows are the details that specifically affect the intensity of imagery," Lin Mu said in a deep voice. "Authenticity and uniqueness, these two factors that influence imagery, correspond to two layers of meaning: truth and falsehood." "One true and one false?"

“That’s right. The falseness of imagery refers to the uniqueness of the soul, a fictional supplement. The truth is the authenticity of the imagery itself.” Lin Mu nodded. “Whether it’s seeking internally or externally, the resulting imagery will have a reference point, which is then combined with one’s own understanding to condense and generate it.”

However, everyone's ideas and goals differ, leading to diverse interpretations of the same imagery, and consequently, varying degrees of power in the resulting imagery. If too many fabricated ideas are used, affecting the authenticity of the imagery and deviating from its essence, its power will be greatly diminished.

"What if we completely borrow from it?" Han Yi asked, his mind racing.

“Of course not,” Lin Mu replied. “If the imagery lacks sufficient understanding and is copied entirely, then the mind and spirit cannot fully fill and infuse it, making it unable to support the emergence of the imagery, thus leading to failure. Generally speaking, five parts false and five parts true is most suitable.”

Of course, there's no clear standard here; it all depends on the individual. Taking an extreme approach—three parts truth and seven parts falsehood—is not entirely wrong, but it compromises the effectiveness of the borrowing; the degree of effectiveness becomes uncertain. You need to determine this balance yourself.

"I see."

Han Yi suddenly realized.

After Lin Mu's explanation, he roughly understood.

The condensation of imagery.

It's no longer just a simple energy transformation; it's more idealistic, involving the subjective initiative of consciousness, as well as beliefs and convictions—a wondrous process that ordinary people simply cannot comprehend.

Just like the three attempts he just made.

Five-clawed dragon, thunder god and lightning goddess, and charging equipment based on modern technology.

no doubt.

In the previous world, there were far more people who believed in the existence of dragons than in the Thunder God and Lightning Goddess.

As for their familiarity with the dragon......the Chinese people, who live with the dragon as a totem of civilization, are far more familiar with it than others, having been exposed to it from a young age.

Therefore, the divine dragon image that Han Yi conjured would naturally be stronger and more powerful than the Thunder God and Lightning Goddess.

The latter, charging equipment, as a product of modern technology, is undoubtedly authentic. It is something commonly used in daily life, familiar enough, and its principles are clear and easy to understand.

The key point is that this thing only has the function of charging, and its own ability is too weak. Compared with the divine dragon that can summon wind and rain and go up to the sky and down to the earth, the gap is too big. The power of the image it creates is naturally far inferior.

"By the way. Your main task right now is to focus your mind on breaking through to the Profound Realm. So... don't go astray."

Lin Mu reminded him.

"First, clarify the core of the imagery and hold onto it. As long as the essence remains unchanged, it doesn't matter if it's a little weak in the early stages. After breaking through to the Profound Realm, you can gradually increase your understanding and insights, and refine the details of the imagery. You can still obtain an imagery with considerable power."

Trying to get fat overnight and achieve a permanent solution is unwise.

"Been taught a lesson."

Han Yi nodded and bowed respectfully.

The decline and fall of the Myriad Manifestations School may have been partly due to negligence and mistakes by Lin Mu, the school's Grand Elder.

Regardless, Lin Mu's unreserved and comprehensive teaching at this moment was worthy of his duty as a teacher.

That's enough to command respect.

"Go...go...hopefully you can make it in time..."

Lin Mu sighed, a strange emotion welling up in his eyes, but he accepted the bow with composure.

"If that day ever comes... and you are able to continue the school of thought, then all my efforts will not have been in vain..." Boom!

Before Lin Mu could finish speaking, a huge explosion suddenly occurred, followed by a series of violent tremors, and the entire hall shook slightly.

"That direction...?!"

Han Yi and Lin Mu exchanged a glance, both of them showing a hint of shock.

The source of the sound was not hard to discern; the explosion likely originated from deep within the school of thought…

And the violent lightning energy active in the air…

"Oh no! It's a Thunder Cave!!"

Lin Mu's expression changed drastically, and his figure flickered rapidly before fading into the distance.

Han Yi followed closely behind, moving quickly toward the location of the Thunder Cave.

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"Damn it...that stupid woman...cough cough!! She deserves to die!!!"

In the ruins of the cave, which had collapsed halfway, the dark figure slowly stood up, supporting himself against the mountain wall. His body was covered with countless fleshy gashes, and blood flowed like a stream on the ground at his feet.

His black clothes were now tattered beyond recognition, and his mask had also vanished.

He revealed a handsome yet ruthless and distorted face.

It was none other than Lu Chenxin, whom Lin Mu was grooming as a key candidate and a leading contender for the next sect leader.

"I knew that old bastard was biased. Otherwise, how could a stupid woman have a protective soul artifact of this level? Damn it, damn it, damn it!!!"

His face was contorted in a grotesque manner, with bloody lacerations running down his cheeks, making him look like a vengeful ghost, extremely terrifying.

Lu Chenxin miscalculated. Twice.

He never expected that Chunhui Ru, who was treated as an easy target, would be able to withstand his outburst.

Even if external forces are used.

It is also clear that Chunhui, this woman, is far more complex than she appears on the surface.

What surprised Lu Chen the most was...

It is still the same kind of heart as Chunhui.

This stupid woman, whom he used to look down on, did not run away as her first reaction after escaping. Instead, she decisively detonated the Green Lament Pearl, attempting to perish together with him.

"Even so, it's a pity that only you will die." Lu Chenxin sneered, casting several green spirit talismans onto his body to quickly heal his injuries.

He looked towards the epicenter of the explosion.

At this moment, a large pit appeared in the middle of the Thunder Cave, filled with dark smoke and raging lightning, making it impossible to see anything.

The Green Lament Pearl isn't that powerful, but this is a Thunder Cave.

The explosion ignited the lightning cave, triggering a chain reaction that caused continuous thunderstorms, shattered the cave, cracked the earth, and doubled the explosive power.

"With this kind of power... he should be dead, right?" Lu Chenxin frowned. Although his target was not Chun Huiru, he would eliminate one if he could to avoid trouble in the future.

Chunhui was already weaker than him, and was closer to the center of the explosion. Logically speaking, even if he didn't die, he would at least be seriously injured and on the verge of death.

"Huh? Someone's here?!"

Lu Chenxin suddenly turned his head and looked in a direction outside the Thunder Cave. He could feel that the early warning array he had set up in advance had been triggered.

"..."

A hint of hesitation crossed his face, but it was quickly replaced by coldness.