vstars Chapter 351 The Game of the Spiritual World
Chapter 351 The Game of the Spiritual World
At night, Mo Ming sat cross-legged on the bed. After finishing his cultivation, he slowly opened his eyes, feeling much more tired than during the day.
He rubbed his temples and muttered to himself, "Lately I've been feeling uneasy, as if there are many unseen dangers lurking in my territory..."
His thoughts were in disarray, and he was powerless to do anything about it. He could only temporarily put aside his distracting thoughts, slowly lie down, and drift off to sleep.
Perhaps it was the quiet outside world, or perhaps the exhaustion of his cultivation that made him particularly prone to falling asleep, but he was unaware that a strange change was quietly taking place in the spatial ring he wore on his finger.
Inside the spatial ring, a single bluish-green stone tablet floated silently. The surface of the tablet was covered with ancient patterns and cracks, as if weathered by a thousand years of wind and frost.
However, upon closer inspection, one can see deep, dark lines within the cracks. These lines, following the veins on the surface of the stone tablet, emit a faint white light, as if some unknown creature is hidden within, and a chilling power is stirring within.
At one moment, a wisp of white air slowly drifted out from the crack on the surface of the stone tablet!
This wisp of white energy was extremely secretive, seemingly possessing some kind of intelligence. It deliberately avoided the spatial ring's blockade, silently penetrating the ring's membrane and slowly drifting towards the sleeping Mo Ming.
Mo Ming was completely unaware of this; his breathing remained steady, as calm as an autumn pond.
The white aura drifted slowly, as if sensing something, meandering and lingering in the air several times, finally seeming to find its target, circling around to the top of Mo Ming's forehead.
The air currents swirled slightly, then transformed into a thin white line that gently touched Mo Ming's forehead.
The moment it touched, the white mist trembled violently, as if it had detected some kind of defense mechanism. A faint bluish-green light appeared on Mo Ming's forehead, like a thin film, blocking it out.
However, an unsettling fluctuation emanated from the white aura, like a roar or a sneer: "Tsk... a mere mortal's mental barrier dares to block my way..."
The white mist trembled slightly, then transformed into a swift wave of air, attempting to break through the protective barrier of the cyan light!
This was the power instinctively pressing forth from the cyan stone tablet. The Gluttonous Demon Lord, suppressed within the stone tablet, was one of the ancient evil spirits, and its power was extremely corrosive.
It cannot break free from the stone tablet, but it can use airflow to cross the seal and find the "container"—the current Mo Ming is the target it is trying to control!
They had been hiding for so long, waiting for this perfect opportunity to invade his spiritual world and take over his reincarnation when he was inexplicably weak and exhausted!
How could we willingly let this cyan barrier obstruct us?
Immediately, the white mist aggressively surged towards Mo Ming's mental barrier.
The barrier of azure light trembled slightly, as if it were about to collapse. However, just as the white energy was about to penetrate Mo Ming's mental core, a deep, ancient humming sound came from the depths of Mo Ming's mind.
Within Mo Ming's sea of consciousness, a storm suddenly arose!
The once quiet spiritual world was as if awakened by thunder. Although Mo Ming's consciousness had not fully recovered, an ancient and vast existence slowly emerged from the depths of his sea of consciousness. It was the Bronze Refining Heaven Cauldron!
This ancient bronze cauldron bears the marks of time, its surface engraved with many mysterious runes. Even though these runes appear old, the aura they exude is majestic and vast, seemingly capable of incinerating all spirits in the world.
The white aura plunged into Mo Ming's sea of consciousness and discovered the Bronze Refining Cauldron. It paused slightly, then let out a cold, piercing laugh: "A mere cauldron dares to obstruct me? Today, I will devour you along with it!"
As he spoke, the white aura began to expand wildly, transforming into a hideous ghost face. Although it was only a projection in his mind, it exuded a chilling and sinister aura.
The grotesque face, with its distorted features and seemingly illusory appearance, exudes an incredibly oppressive power. A weak person facing such an impact would likely have already suffered a mental breakdown!
The ghost face opened its pitch-black maw and lunged at the bronze Refining Heaven Cauldron almost without any attempt to swallow it whole.
However, just as it approached, the runes on the bronze Heaven-Refining Cauldron suddenly lit up all at once, releasing a burst of blazing golden light, like a slowly burning flame, illuminating the entire sea of consciousness with unparalleled brightness.
This golden light was unlike ordinary flames; it contained an extremely domineering aura. It seemed as if all laws in the world could be refined by it, and even the most evil power could not stand before such flames!
"Buzz—" A deafening sound came, and the bronze Heaven-Refining Cauldron slowly rose from the void in an instant, like a huge object standing in the sky, looking down on everything in the sea of consciousness.
The ghostly face formed from the white mist suddenly froze, its previous arrogance and disdain vanished, replaced by terror and anger: "What is this thing?! This cauldron... why does it possess the power to refine the spirit?!"
The bronze Refining Heaven Cauldron did not respond to it, but the golden light it emitted swept down like a tide, enveloping the ghost face.
The white aura attempted to resist, condensing all its immense, chilling energy into a single point, transforming it into an incomparably black chain, which it slammed fiercely towards the bronze cauldron.
However, before the chains could even get close to the bronze Refining Cauldron, its surface began to melt rapidly, and a series of hissing sounds erupted from the chains, as if ice and snow had met flames and completely turned into nothingness.
"Aaaaaah—!" The ghostly face let out a shrill wail. Its form shrank continuously under the burning golden light, and every time it desperately tried to gather more malevolent energy, the flames burned brighter and brighter, seemingly endless!
"Damn it! Damn it! What is the origin of this cauldron?! How could it be... how could it be something of a mortal!"
The ghost face panicked completely and tried to retreat. However, the Bronze Refining Heaven Cauldron seemed to give it no chance. Strands of golden flames transformed into a chain, suddenly wrapping around its illusory body and dragging it fiercely into the cauldron's mouth.
The white aura struggled violently under the pull of the fiery chains, and its hideous, ghostly face began to crumble. But in its final moments, it let out a laugh that made Mo Ming uneasy: "Hahahaha! Mortal! You think you can do anything to me like this? The stone tablet still stands, and I will return sooner or later! When that time comes... no one will be able to save you!"
With that wild laugh, the white aura completely disappeared, turning into wisps of ashes, which were then completely refined by the Bronze Refining Heaven Cauldron.
Meanwhile, deep within the spatial ring, the white light from the cracks on the surface of the cyan stone tablet dimmed again, but the aura it exuded became even colder, like an ancient beast slumbering, waiting for its chance to strike.
Mo Ming suddenly woke up from his sleep, panting heavily. Sweat poured down his forehead, his brows furrowed, and he looked down at his spatial ring before pressing his hand to his forehead, sensing the changes in his mental world.
This secret battle felt like a dream to him, but he could clearly sense that the Bronze Refining Cauldron had helped him avert some great crisis.
However, he didn't understand why.