Celestial Refining Divine Scripture-Chapter 158 - 156: Mother, Your Son Is Unfilial
Lock God Seal!
Born of the legacy of the supreme and mysterious powerhouse!
Heaven Locking Three Seals, even compared to the Barbarian God’s inheritance, are only stronger, never weaker!
In fact, the Barbarian God’s legacy is not even worthy of comparison!
In battle, it is like a sharpened blade!
Xu Yang believes that no one’s methods can rival the Lock God Seal!
He instantly seized upon the orb of light representing the ’Lock God Seal’!
Boom!
Vast information and inscrutable mysteries instantly drowned his mind and soul!
The Hunkun Spiritual Leaf floated between his brows, emitting a faint, gray-white spiritual brilliance!
"That is the leaf from the Hunkun Spirit Tree, a treasure of enlightenment!"
"Hiss, so the reward for the Heaven’s Chosen Battle Platform is this!"
"No wonder it’s the Cyan Gang Sect!"
"Such fortune, if released into the outside world, any single one would spark an earthshaking frenzy!"
"They say, even profound divine techniques can be quickly comprehended before the Hunkun Spiritual Leaf!"
...
The crowd was shaken to their core!
By now, the number of martial artists ringed around the battle platform had reached several hundred!
Some were young prodigies, others were seasoned powerhouses over twenty-five years of age!
All Yang Realm cultivators—a formidable sight!
Su Yun, Song Yuanhao, and the rest also ascended the peak without exception!
The martial artists atop the battle platforms churned incessantly.
Some triumphed, some failed!
The defeated fell—dead on the spot!
Especially on the leftmost common martial platform, carnage raged most fiercely!
Yet even so, as soon as a platform opened up, it was ravenously contested!
As time ebbed, more and more prodigies sat cross-legged beneath the seven towering arenas!
Tuoba Hongyu, Tuoba Dajiang, Helan Xing, Guo Wenzhan, Surihan, Zheng Qi, Chen Chong, Song Yuanhao...
Some were those Xu Yang knew all too well, others complete strangers!
The weakest at Early Stage Yang Realm; the strongest, like Tuoba Dajiang and Song Yuanhao, radiated auras nearly matching the Late Stage of Yang Realm!
Despite gaining much fortune, as top-tier prodigies, their foundations were incomparably deep-rooted!
To break through to the later stages was not something that could be rushed in a moment!
Yet every increment made their battle prowess surge ever higher!
It’s foreseeable that if these ones survive, all will far outstrip their peers!
Some of slightly weaker talent, even leaped directly to become Heaven’s Chosen!
Even those martial artists who’d aged past the threshold showed neither regret nor bitterness!
The myriad spirit elixirs below, alongside Great Sun Pure Yang Essence Qi, were treasures that could never be sought at will!
"Damn it, only three days have passed and I’ve already hit my limit."
A youth slowly opened his eyes, gazing at those still deep in enlightenment around him, face filled with dejection.
Enlightenment depends on chosen methods, as well as one’s innate talent and comprehension!
If the divine technique is too advanced and one’s perception lacking, then even with the aid of the Hunkun Spiritual Leaf, it can’t last long!
Still, however brief, one reaps impressive gains during this time.
Four days—was the watershed!
Over a hundred passed the True Disciple platform!
Yet under the Hunkun Spiritual Leaf, by the fourth day, more than half awoke outright!
By the fifth day, less than twenty remained!
The sixth day, fifteen!
The seventh—ten!
"Hiss, Xu Yang actually held out till the seventh day!"
"Don’t underestimate him—of everyone here, his strength and potential are right at the top!"
"Whoever despises Xu Yang will pay dearly for it!"
"Should he survive, he’ll become a pillar shaken heaven and earth!"
"But he has thoroughly offended King Beixuan’s Court, Wuhou Hall, and as a son-in-law, even the Barbarian Race is gunning for him; to survive will be as hard as ascending to heaven!"
...
All the mighty ones focused on the final ten.
Seven will be chosen; in the end, only seven will remain!
Before the seventh day ended, Helan Xing’s body shuddered and his eyes snapped open.
"Did I succeed?"
With a single sweeping glance, Helan Xing’s face instantly soured.
"There are still nine left! Damn!"
Helan Xing gritted his teeth, rising with unwilling fury.
Half an hour later—
Chen Chong awakened!
The first thing he did was stare at Xu Yang, then, face iron blue, spun around without a word!
In that moment, his eyes blazed with hate!
Eight remained!
Three hours later, Bai Jingxue awoke, seeing just seven left, her face tinged with bitterness.
Yet, to make it this far, she was already deeply satisfied!
She gazed at Xu Yang with profound meaning; Bai Jingxue clicked her tongue in amazement, retreating with lingering shock.
"It’s finally ending!"
"Seven left—to challenge the Cyan Gang Sect’s seven Saint Heirs!"
"The sect’s Saint Heirs—each was once a top prodigy of Daqian!"
"I wager most of these seven will lose!"
...
Discussion buzzed, envy and awe mingled; but more muttered curses rumbled in bellies, secretly wishing for these seven to fail!
Beneath the stage, the aura from seven clouds of spirit light soared up like vaulting clouds—astounding!
At a certain instant—
The spiritual light scattered abruptly, revealing seven cross-legged figures.
In the same moment, seven people shivered awake, eyes snapping open in unison!
"It’s over?"
Xu Yang, still in a daze, spiritual mind quaked as countless revelations tumbled and settled in his mind!
"Lock God Seal—perfectly mastered!"
Xu Yang was elated beyond measure.
A fully mastered Lock God Seal, with his current power, could easily cause Middle Yang Realm martial artists unbearable agony, losing most of their strength in an instant!
Combined with the Spirit Lock Seal—it would make anyone’s scalp crawl!
Moreover, with the Lock God Seal perfected, he could manifest six chains at once; with the Demon Dragon Saber’s terrifying malevolence, he could unlock the fourth layer of the heavens!
Once, the Demon Dragon Saber’s master reforged and split it into Nine Layers of Heaven.
The ferocity unleashed from the fourth layer now could easily threaten any Yang Realm warrior!
Xu Yang exhaled a long breath, turning to the side.
Seven people—Tuoba Dajiang, Tuoba Hongyu, Zheng Qi, Song Yuanhao, Zhu Meng, and one total stranger to Xu Yang!
The seven now sized each other up, eagerness flashing in their eyes.
Clearly, these seven could be called the undisputed top prodigies here!
Were the opportunity given, a great battle would surely ensue!
Xu Yang quickly withdrew his gaze and soared upward.
The other six were not to be outdone!
Seven fighting platforms—each for one!
Xu Yang was first to mount his, entering a secret realm; beneath the clouds, seven silhouettes emerged!
Xu Yang’s body trembled violently, his gaze instantly landing on that familiar yet unfamiliar mother!
"Mother!"
Xu Yang’s eyes reddened, brimming with anguish!
Without hesitation he chose ’Xu Miaoxin’, terrified others would snatch her away!
Splendid!
The waves subsided, and on the platform a noble young woman appeared from out of thin air!
It was Xu Miaoxin!
She gazed coldly at Xu Yang, having no idea this was her own son!
Xu Yang stared at Xu Miaoxin with desperate intensity, as if carving her form into his very soul.
That familiar shape, the familiar visage, merged slowly with the image from that painting deep within his memory!
Though cold and aloof, she filled him with a warmth he’d never known, his blood roaring, emotions nearly out of control.
This was his birth mother—who’d carved out her own spirit bone to pass onto him, though they’d never met!
Xu Yang shook all over, his eyes welling up with bloody tears!
He dropped to his knees with a heavy thud!
"Mother, your son has failed you!"
