Casting a Physique

Casting a Physique . . .

"Ah, my esteemed Senior Brother, at long last, you grace us with your presence!" Jun Mengchen, the ever-eager disciple, had been waiting impatiently, biding his time for Qin Wentian's arrival. The mere sight of Qin Wentian ignited a firework display of excitement in Jun Mengchen's eyes, and he couldn't contain himself. He immediately turned his attention to Nanfeng Yunxi, the center of their recent mystery, and inquired with all the intrigue of a gossip-hungry teenager, "Pray, dear Nanfeng Yunxi, what curious tale do you harbor from your recent escapade?"

Nanfeng Yunxi, as mysterious as ever, offered a shake of her head, her lips sealed tighter than the most secure vault. Her answer was a simple "Nothing," revealing nothing of the secrets she held within.

Jun Mengchen, not one to be easily deterred, adopted a peculiar expression that hinted at the absurdity of the situation. But he wisely refrained from prying further into Nanfeng Yunxi's enigmatic affairs. Instead, he shifted his focus to Qin Wentian, who had finally made his grand entrance. "Ah, but what of you, Senior Brother? What tale awaits your eager ears?"

With his customary stoic demeanor, Qin Wentian surveyed their surroundings and inquired, "What has unfolded in this hallowed place?"

Jun Mengchen's eyes lit up with the fervor of a seasoned storyteller. "Behold, Senior Brother, this is no ordinary location. It is an inheritance chamber gifted by a long-forgotten emperor of antiquity, brimming with unimaginable power. Stepping foot within is akin to venturing into an abyss of trials and wonders, where one may experience marvels beyond description. Alas, mere words cannot encapsulate its mystique. You, Senior Brother, must experience it firsthand to grasp its true essence."

Gazing upon the radiant glow emanating from the golden chamber ahead, Qin Wentian beheld the courageous figures attempting to conquer its daunting challenges. Every step they took appeared to demand an extraordinary effort, as if they were traversing a perilous tightrope suspended over an abyss of adversity.

Hua Taixu, the ever-curious inquirer, interjected with his own burning question. "But what of the other chamber, my friend? Why have so many initially bound for its embrace chosen instead to venture here?"

Qin Wentian, the bearer of knowledge, unraveled the tale. "Ah, the legendary Brahma Heavenly Emperor divided his inheritance into nine distinct portions, with only two vacancies remaining upon our arrival. Zi Daoyang and Zhan Peng have since claimed these coveted treasures. Consequently, those previously destined for the other chamber were left with no recourse but to seek their fortunes here."

The mention of the Brahma Heavenly Emperor's legacy sparked an unmistakable gleam of longing in Hua Taixu's eyes. Regret filled the air as they realized the opportunity had slipped through their fingers. Yet, the puzzle remained – among Qin Wentian, Qing'er, and Nanfeng Yunxi, none had secured a coveted spot.

Hua Taixu couldn't help but inquire further, "Is it true, then, that the Brahma Heavenly Emperor's legacy resides within these sacred confines?"

Qin Wentian nodded solemnly, his gaze locked upon the golden luminescence. He was drawn like a moth to a flame, an unquenchable thirst for knowledge propelling him forward. "Indeed, my dear friend, but the mysteries here run deeper than meets the eye."

Jun Mengchen, the mischievous provocateur, couldn't resist a playful grin. "Why speculate when you can partake, Senior Brother? The answers you seek await you within. Proceed, if you dare!"

With Jun Mengchen's encouragement ringing in his ears, Qin Wentian took a resolute step towards the radiant domain. As his foot crossed the threshold, a brilliant golden light enveloped him, transporting him into a realm beyond imagination. In this ethereal expanse, numerous prodigies struggled against unseen forces, each step forward a monumental achievement. A formidable golden entity loomed ahead, its power radiating an aura of overwhelming majesty. The closer one ventured, the more potent the resistance became, an enigma demanding the utmost perseverance to unravel.

The tension in the air was palpable as Qin Wentian took his first step toward the enigmatic golden body. It loomed before him, an unreachable prize, taunting his every move. A deafening explosion echoed through the chamber as he advanced, but the distance between him and the golden figure remained stubbornly constant. An intense beam of light surged forth, piercing his body before he could even react. His form quivered uncontrollably, as if this mysterious radiance was awakening an unimaginable power within him.

Qin Wentian, mystified by this unexpected turn of events, pressed on, each step accompanied by a searing beam of light assaulting his senses. His body began to emit its own luminous glow, a testament to the otherworldly energy coursing through him. "What in the heavens is happening?" he pondered aloud, his voice betraying his bewilderment.

His relentless pursuit of the golden body bore no fruit; it hovered in the same spot, an insurmountable goal. With every step forward, the relentless barrage of light only intensified, further infusing him with its potent force. It felt as if his very essence teetered on the brink of eruption.

Qin Wentian, determined but perplexed, continued his advance, his aura growing increasingly formidable as the luminescent beams continued their relentless assault. But with each surge in his own power, the golden body seemed to exert greater pressure, pushing back with an unyielding force. A chilling realization crept over him, as if his own energy was gradually being supplanted by the relentless influx of light.

—BOOM!— A thunderous detonation rocked the chamber. Qin Wentian's body convulsed as every last vestige of his energy was utterly annihilated. He felt an overwhelming surge of power from the golden beam, a relentless tide pushing him back with unrelenting force. It expelled him from the realm of golden light, and even after he had been forcibly ejected, he staggered several steps backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Utterly flabbergasted, Qin Wentian gazed ahead, his surroundings suddenly returning to clarity as if the earlier events had been a fevered dream. Yet, deep down, he knew it was all too real. His attempt to approach the golden body had triggered a powerful force that had forcibly rejected him. That enigmatic golden form stood there, an ominous sentinel waiting for an awakening.

And he was not alone in his struggle. Many other brilliant minds had attempted the same, only to be repelled and injured in the process. Their auras fluctuated wildly, but their determination remained unwavering. As they stared at the golden body, their eyes gleamed with unyielding resolve.

The enigmatic gray-robed elder had spoken of this ancient emperor, a peer of the legendary Brahma Heavenly Emperor who had fought toe-to-toe with him in the vast expanse of the immortal realms. This was the only being known to have challenged the Brahma Heavenly Emperor on equal footing and, astonishingly, had even imprisoned the unrivaled Brahma Heavenly Emperor here before his own demise.

The presence of this inscrutable golden body was surely no coincidence, and its significance ran deeper than anyone could fathom. Yet, its secrets remained shrouded in mystery, waiting for those with the wisdom to unravel them through their own comprehension.

Jun Mengchen, his curiosity piqued and knowing the trials that lay ahead, couldn't help but ask with a sly grin, "Senior Brother, how does it feel to dance with the enigmatic golden guardian?" Both he and Hua Taixu had already ventured into this perilous realm and understood its unique challenges.

In the heart of this mystic chamber, uncertainty hung heavy in the air, like a shroud over the gathered geniuses. Qin Wentian, his eyes ablaze with determination, knew that he couldn't leave these secrets buried any longer. With steely resolve, he made his decision. "I still have no way to understand what secrets are hidden here. Let me try again."

Qin Wentian's words carried the weight of his unwavering commitment as he reentered the enigmatic realm. The golden body, a relic from a time long past, loomed like a silent sentinel, its presence casting an imposing aura of celestial authority.

His gaze locked onto the golden figure, and he steeled himself for what lay ahead. Each step he took brought forth a miraculous energy that surged through him, infusing his very being. He absorbed this otherworldly power, circulating it within his body, and pressed onward.

As this relentless exchange continued, Qin Wentian's aura underwent a profound transformation. With each step, his strength grew, his blood pulsed with newfound vigor, and his very essence seemed to merge with the energy emanating from the golden light. Gradually, a peculiar resonance began to form between him and the enigmatic golden entity.

Qin Wentian marveled at the overwhelming aura that enveloped him. The question gnawed at him like an itch he couldn't scratch: "What exactly is this extraordinary body?" Unfazed by the challenges he faced, he pressed forward, resolute in his pursuit of enlightenment. With each step, a thunderous boom reverberated through the chamber, each surge of energy more formidable than the last, pushing his limits to their very brink. His internal balance teetered on the edge, and he let out a pained groan as his body threatened to betray him.

Yet, he persisted, drawing strength from deep within, harnessing the power of his blood, weaving it into the tapestry of the golden light's energy. Over time, a peculiar resonance deepened the connection between his very heartbeats and that of the golden body. His pulse quickened, as though his heart might leap from his chest. Staring at the golden figure, his eyes widened in astonishment at the inexplicable phenomena unfolding before him.

"Pu…" The struggle within became too much to bear, and he could no longer suppress the mounting pressure. With a cough, he spewed forth a mouthful of blood, forcefully ejected from the golden realm once more, defeated by the relentless energy.

"What manner of existence is this?" muttered the onlookers, their collective shock echoing the bewilderment in Qin Wentian's heart. His attempts mirrored those of his peers—each endeavor ended in failure. The ethereal golden figure floated serenely, an ancient presence, akin to an indomitable sovereign with an eternity of life.

"It's a trial, undoubtedly, much like the other cavern, the domain of the Brahma Heavenly Emperor," one voice ventured.

"Calling this a mere trial seems inadequate. How does one pass such a test?" another genius queried.

"Have any of you heard of a Casting Body?" The words broke the silence, a melodious voice belonging to none other than Nanfeng Yunxi. She had not been a passive observer; she, too, had ventured into the fray, and the outcome had left her astounded.

"Casting Body?" The assembled geniuses stared at Nanfeng Yunxi, their expressions frozen in a mix of surprise and intrigue. As descendants and disciples of immortal kings and emperors, the term was not foreign to them, although they had not connected it to the current enigma. Her revelation sent shivers down their spines.

"Could it truly be a Casting Body?" one genius pondered, their voice trembling with uncertainty. The notion had crossed their minds, but they dared not leap to conclusions.

In this hallowed chamber, destiny had woven an unexpected encounter—an encounter with the legendary Casting Body.

Amidst the enigmatic chamber, Qin Wentian's question hung in the air like a tantalizing riddle, causing those around him to exchange bewildered glances. How could a name that reverberated through the City of Ancient Emperors belong to someone unaware of the term "Casting Body"?

In the wake of this revelation, curiosity swirled. Who exactly was this enigmatic Qin Wentian?

Nanfeng Yunxi, the beacon of knowledge, stepped forward to unravel the mystery. "In the vast realms of immortality, certain individuals possess exceptional potential—a potential that defies the very heavens. Some among us, residents of the City of Ancient Emperors, bear this remarkable gift. They possess an innate talent that can awaken an extraordinarily rare physique. The Casting Body offers these exceptional individuals the opportunity to manifest such a physique. However, the more prodigious one's potential, the more arduous the casting process becomes. Yet, should they succeed, the power bestowed upon them will be incomprehensibly formidable."

"Mhm, so you're saying this figure before us was once an unparalleled being? And now, as a Casting Body, they stand ready to assist us in manifesting our formidable physiques?" Qin Wentian sought clarification.

Nanfeng Yunxi, ever the voice of reason, tempered his enthusiasm. "You're oversimplifying matters. A Casting Body is anything but straightforward. It would already be a monumental achievement if one of us managed to establish a supreme physique. The crux of the matter is that the individual's inherent potential must be nothing short of divine."

She couldn't resist rolling her eyes at his optimism before delving deeper into her explanation. "If my deduction holds true, and this indeed is a Casting Body, it signifies that the inheritance concealed within this chamber is of extraordinary magnitude. At the very least, it rivals—if not surpasses—the legacy of the Brahma Heavenly Emperor. However, to lay claim to this inheritance, one must first succeed in forging an indomitable physique. This trial serves as a litmus test, assessing one's suitability to inherit the ancient emperor's legacy."

Nanfeng Yunxi, ranked third in the Immortal Ascension Rankings, had been taken aback by the revelations within this chamber. Yet, Qin Wentian, ever the stalwart soul, had already steeled himself for the trials ahead. The ancient emperor who had left this legacy was of the same echelon as the Brahma Heavenly Emperor. It was only fitting that a Casting Body should emerge as part of the inheritance's crucible—a testament to the epic trials awaiting them.