God-Tier Fishing System-Chapter 642

The spiritual marrows fell precisely into the grooves of the stone platform.

In the next instant, the star formation hummed and burst into radiant brilliance. Lines of starlight intertwined beneath their feet, circulating in an orderly rhythm, maintaining the operation of the ancient formation.

Heaven and earth energy descended like a breached river.

"Huh... there is actually the aura of heaven and earth in it. The aura of the Mortal Veins is strong, and the aura of the Earth Veins is equally strong."

Kara slowly spread her arms.

Her eyes were closed at first, her expression tranquil. Then her breathing faltered.

"The spiritual energy of the Heavenly Vein. The rare and precious Heavenly Vein energy. There are so many."

Her eyes snapped open in shock.

Thin strands of translucent brilliance drifted down from above, like divine threads descending from the firmament. Each strand carried an indescribable weight and purity.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

After stepping into the Mahayana Realm, the energy of heaven and earth became the key factor for further advancement.

Without it, there was no crossing of tribulations. Without it, there was no path to cultivation.

The energy of heaven and earth was divided into three levels.

First was Heavenly Vein energy. Second was Earth Vein energy. Third was Mortal Vein energy.

Each one was rare.

Mortal Vein energy was the most common among the three. As long as one entered the Mahayana Realm and cultivated patiently, accumulating over time, one could slowly sense and gather enough Mortal Vein energy to impact the Mahayana Tribulation.

Earth Vein energy was far rarer. It demanded extraordinary talent and often required heaven and earth treasures, or supreme elixirs to sense and absorb.

As for Heavenly Vein energy, it was almost a legend.

Few cultivators could rely solely on their own talent to perceive it.

For those who had cultivated to perfection, absorbing even a few strands of Heavenly Vein energy in an entire lifetime was considered heaven-blessed fortune.

Yet here.

Countless strands of Mortal Vein energy flowed through the ruin like mist.

Earth Vein energy surged densely in the air.

And dozens of Heavenly Vein strands drifted down gently from the ceiling.

The sight alone was enough to make one’s blood boil.

If word of this place spread, countless powerful beings would converge here. The struggle would be ruthless. This place would drown in blood.

"This mysterious feeling makes me feel reborn. Is this the legendary Heavenly Vein energy."

Elara closed her eyes and opened her arms. A faint smile curved on her lips. Warmth flooded her meridians, nourishing her flesh and soul.

"I truly did not expect such a treasure deep beneath the ground."

Lunara took a deep breath, her gaze locked onto the drifting Heavenly Vein strands. The blood within her body stirred violently.

"If I absorb these Heavenly Vein energies, my combat power will soar. The thunder tribulation will no longer be a threat. The Great Dao aura I attract will be richer. My divine power will fully condense."

Her voice grew lower.

"I could step into the Ultimate Demon Lord Realm."

Ethan stood calmly at the center of the platform.

"Everyone, we will cultivate here for a period of time."

Elara and Risa nodded immediately, excitement flickering in their eyes.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Ethan."

Without delay, they sat cross-legged and entered a state of cultivation.

Morwen glanced toward Kara.

"Master..."

There was desire in her eyes. The Heavenly Vein energy was like a silent invitation, calling to every cultivator’s ambition.

Kara understood and gave a slight nod.

Morwen stepped forward carefully and cupped her hands toward Ethan.

"Et... Uncle Ethan. This junior also wishes to cultivate here. Please permit it."

Her head was lowered, her tone hesitant.

As the Saintess of the Black Demon Sect, she had once stood proudly before countless disciples. Yet in front of Ethan, she felt as if standing on fragile ice.

Ethan’s strength was already beyond the measure of common sense.

"Do not be nervous. We are all on the same side. Find a place and cultivate."

Ethan’s voice was calm and indifferent.

Morwen’s eyes brightened with surprise.

"Thank you, Uncle Ethan."

She quickly chose a spot to the side and began cultivating.

At that moment, Ethan’s mind stirred.

A flash of light.

Pyra and the Dragon Leviathan Fish emerged from the Nine-Colored Soul-Living Bottle.

"Master... this place feels different. I feel comfortable all over."

Pyra stretched lazily, her hot figure illuminated by the descending Heavenly Vein radiance. Every movement exuded natural temptation.

"This is a treasure ground for cultivation. You can break into the Upper Demon Lord here with ease. Cultivate."

Ethan’s words were simple and firm.

Pyra nodded with a smile and sat down.

The Dragon Leviathan Fish let out a low cry, expressing its own desire to cultivate.

Ethan agreed.

The leviathan’s body expanded instantly, filling half the ruin. It coiled protectively around them and closed its eyes.

For it, sleep was cultivation. Its enormous body would instinctively absorb spiritual energy of heaven and earth without conscious effort.

"Senior Sister, why are you still standing there?"

Ethan glanced at her.

"Alright, I’ll go cultivate."

He shook his head with a faint smile.

Then he sat down cross-legged and patted the ground in front of him.

"Miss Lunara, come."

Lunara walked over and sat opposite him.

"Steady your breath."

She inhaled deeply and began adjusting her breathing.

A hibiscus fruit floated gently between them.

Its glow illuminated Lunara’s delicate features. Her eyelashes trembled slightly. Her dark eyes shimmered like gemstones beneath the light.

"Miss Lunara, I will break the blood contract now."

"Relax your mind. Do not resist. Remove all defenses in your soul."

"Understood, Mr. Ethan. Please proceed."

She closed her eyes and released all mental barriers.

Absolute trust.

Ethan lifted a finger and guided the hibiscus fruit to hover above Lunara’s head.

"Quiet."

Golden light flared within his eyes.

Powerful soul energy surged forth, condensing at his fingertips.

His finger touched Lunara’s brow.

At the same time, he began chanting the Great Mercy Requiem.

Ancient syllables echoed softly within the ruin.

A mysterious power poured into Lunara’s body.

It was gentle at first, like clear water flowing into a streambed.

Warm. Comforting.

Lunara’s body trembled slightly. An indescribable sense of ease spread through her limbs.

But as Ethan deepened his power, the hidden blood contract began to surface.

As the power continued to intensify, Lunara frowned and bit her lip as beads of sweat formed on her forehead.