Chapter 66
The air within the heavenly sacred chamber was still, save for the quiet crackling of energy that seemed to pulse in rhythm with the two figures seated within.
Nie Li remained undisturbed by the absence of the old ancestors. Since he had chosen to remain hidden, he saw no need to seek him out. Instead, he focused on his own matters.
With a casual motion, he retrieved a book from his inventory, its cover glowing faintly with inscriptions of gold and azure. He turned to Xiao Ning'er, his gaze warm yet resolute.
"I've revised your meditation technique," he said, handing her the tome. "This one will suit you far better than the last. I've refined the circulation pathways and attuned it perfectly to your lightning and wind attributes."
Xiao Ning'er took the book with delicate hands, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. She traced the title with her fingers—Stormfury Ascension—a technique woven with the very essence of wind and thunder.
She raised her head to look at Nie Li, her lips parting ever so slightly to say express her gratitude, but Nie Li looked at her with a smile so soft, it melted the words at the tip of her tongue into her heart, making a vow so deep that heavens can't challenge it.
Nie Li slowly guided her through the incantation, his voice steady as he explained the intricate patterns of soul force manipulation. She listened intently, absorbing every nuance before closing her eyes to internalize the technique.
Soon, silence gave way to the hum of raw power.
A majestic aura enveloped both cultivators as they delved into their meditation. Waves of radiant soul force rippled outward, painting the chamber in undulating shades of blue and gold. The power around them surged and flowed, neither chaotic nor forceful, but rather in perfect harmony—an elegant dance between destruction and serenity.
Nie Li activated [Heavenly Anarchy], and the shift was instantaneous. Within his vast soul realm, his two demon spirits—Abyssal Regal Lion and Shadow Devil—awakened like ancient beasts roused from slumber. Their ethereal forms pulsed, drinking in the ceaseless tide of energy, growing stronger with each breath he took.
Ye Yan, though lingering at a distance, couldn't help but observe.
His aged, spectral eyes widened at the sight.
"What… what kind of monstrous cultivation technique is this?" he muttered under his breath.
The sheer magnitude of Nie Li's soul force was nothing like that of a mere Gold rank Demon Spiritualist. No, this was the kind of energy one would expect from a Legend rank master—a force too profound to be contained in someone so young.
His gaze flickered toward Xiao Ning'er. The girl's aura was no less impressive.
"Have I been gone from the world for so long that the very foundation of cultivation has changed?" Ye Yan murmured. Compared to what he was witnessing, the five so-called 'treasured' cultivation techniques he had once deemed powerful were nothing more than scraps of mediocrity.
As Xiao Ning'er grew familiar with Stormfury Ascension, she and Nie Li moved into the next stage of their training—the merging of their Tempestfang Dragons.
The moment the two summoned their dragon spirits, a celestial tremor rippled through the chamber.
Two magnificent creatures emerged, their bodies coiling in mid-air—serpentine yet regal, their forms woven of lightning and wind. The first dragon, a shimmering beast of crackling blue, radiated storm energy so potent that arcs of electricity leapt from its scales. The second, a spectral whirlwind, was a creature of pure wind, its body fluid like mist yet sharp as a lightening blade.
The two dragons locked gazes, and in the next instant—they merged.
A divine resonance echoed through the air as their essences intertwined.
Lightning surged through gusting wind, creating a vortex of raw power. For a single, fleeting second, even Nie Li and Xiao Ning'er's soul realms overlapped, their energies synchronizing in perfect unity.
An electric pulse surged through Xiao Ning'er's body, and her cultivation erupted like a storm breaking free from its chains.
Two-Star Silver…
Three-Star Silver…
Four-Star Silver…
Five-star Silver…
The rise was unstoppable.
As the surge of energy settled, she stood at the very edge of Gold rank, her breathing steady but her entire being trembling with newfound strength.
Nie Li opened his eyes, his gaze falling upon her. He could feel it—the warmth of the Tempestfang Dragon not just in her, but in himself as well. Their spirits had connected in a way far deeper than simple cultivation.
Xiao Ning'er, her eyes still closed, focused on stabilizing her realm.
Nie Li smiled, his voice gentle yet firm.
"Keep going. You'll break through Gold rank soon."
With that, he stood, turning his attention toward the depths of the chamber. A faint but unmistakable force called out to him—an ancient pulse buried beneath the layers of stone and time.
His Tempestfang Dragon recognized it.
"Lord Ancestor," Nie Li called, he was well aware that Ye Yan was still present here, his voice carrying through the stillness. "Can you tell me what lies hidden in the depths of this realm?"
Ye Yan appeared still stunned by the mesmerizing merging of Tempestfang dragons, he floated closer frowning. "Why do you ask?"
"There's something powerful here," Nie Li said. His gaze sharpened as he felt his dragon spirit stirring within him. "A thunder source. Even my Tempestfang Dragon is responding to it… calling to it."
The spectral elder hesitated, then exhaled.
"You're not wrong," Ye Yan admitted. "There is something buried here—something ancient, something forgotten. But whether it is a gift or a calamity… that, I cannot say."
Nie Li's lips curled into a smirk.
"A mystery, then?" His eyes gleamed with anticipation. "Good. Let's find out."
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