Immortal Father-Chapter 1128 - 394 He Decides to Take a Different Path_3
The future Spiritual Division will continue to develop toward the direction of "ceremonial enlightenment," not merely focusing on marriage, reproduction, and the sustenance of living beings.
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The Western Sect has been continuously retreating to the small hidden realms outside the heavens, strengthening the concealment formations of those secret realms. Theyβve even started playing tricks, setting traps specifically for the scouts of the Heavenly Square Pavilion, causing significant losses to its elite members.
Itβs not just the Heavenly Square Pavilion; even the Jie Sect couldnβt uncover too much about the hidden realms of the Western Sect.
Because the last sources of incense offerings havenβt been cut off, the inner Heavenly Dao still persists.
Li Pingβan has always been unable to use the Lingxiao Palace, leaving him deeply uncomfortable.
However, today the Heavenly Square Pavilion brought Li Pingβan a small surprise.
Feng Jigui reported: "Your Majesty, as per your instructions, weβve conducted a detailed sample comparison and identified a small realm where the five elements are incomplete and spiritual energy has been severed. The soil there is entirely like this."
"Oh?" Li Pingβanβs eyes lit up. "Bring it here!"
Feng Jigui carefully carried a brocade box forward and respectfully placed it on the desk.
Li Pingβan impatiently opened the brocade box for a closer look. He pinched a bit of the soil and brought it to his nose to sniff.
"Is the quantity large?"
"Yes," Feng Jigui replied, "Approximately two hundred million cubic meters of this soil."
Li Pingβanβs spirits immediately soared.
From a corner, Ye Zisang couldnβt help but murmur, "Your Majesty, youβve been seeking these strange things for years. What purpose do they serve?"
Li Pingβan simply smiled without responding.
From his sleeve, he retrieved two porcelain bottles, shaking out some powder from each. He then skillfully drew soil from the brocade box with immortal power, sifted and blended the powders with his fingertips, fusing them together.
Li Pingβan said, "Everyone, observe closely. Tell me what you notice about this powder."
The immortals stared at the powder on Li Pingβanβs desk, perplexed.
Zi Yao, perceptive as ever, softly remarked, "It seems there is no spiritual power within this."
"Exactly," Li Pingβan replied with a grin. "These powders contain no spiritual power, nor any lingering spiritual energy. They are the simplest substances from the Desolate Eraβnot ubiquitous but evenly distributed across many realms within the Desolate Era. ... Keep watching."
Li Pingβan flicked his finger.
The pile of ash spontaneously condensed into a pellet and flew to the open space outside the hall.
With a casual gesture, Li Pingβan laid down two layers of immortal power barriers. Then, snapping his fingers, a faint ember sparked near the pellet.
Bang!
A fireball instantly erupted, unfurling a black mushroom cloud spanning dozens of meters in diameter.
The officials were struck dumb.
Li Pingβan merely narrowed his eyes, suppressing a sigh in his heart.
In the end, heβs embarked on this irredeemable path.
This creation is certainly far beyond being mere sulfur, saltpeter, and charcoal. The power of soil-based explosives couldnβt possibly reach such levels; this formula was the result of twelve years of experimentation. Thousands of minerals had been tested, hundreds of refinement techniques explored, and tens of thousands of immortals dispatched to search throughout various regions.
Indeed, using immortal techniques and spirit stones for formations could easily unleash greater power with "equal mass."
But...
This represents a new path.
If the conventional framework of spiritual energy, cultivation, and essential source objects of Heaven and Earth prove inadequate, then he would blaze another trail.
A path that reduces everything to the fundamental levels of matter and energy, developing an entirely different methodβone that doesnβt rely on spiritual energy or spirit stones nor originates from cultivation civilizationβto harness energy.
Li Pingβan never truly wanted to pursue these ideas. Despite his fascination, the allure of cultivation with its promises of flight and transcendence consistently held his impulses at bay.
But now, things are very different.
Thanks to that Transcender who gifted him this seemingly insignificant skill, now imbued with new meaning.
"I will continue refining the formula. For now, letβs call this invention βSpiritless Bomb.β"
Li Pingβan said leisurely:
"Its current power is still too low. The day I can use a pill-sized portion of this soil and a small ember to injure a Yuan Immortalβthat will be the day a new era announces its dawn."
The officials remained frozen, unable to recover from the spectacle before their eyes. Meanwhile, Li Pingβan had already drifted away, humming the tune he had enjoyed during a performance in his private chambers not long ago.
Zi Yaoβs gaze shimmered with fascination.
She watched Li Pingβanβs retreating figure and couldnβt help but reveal a hint of a smile.
At the same time, hidden in the shadows, the coffin-bound spiritβs eyes sparkled brightly.
He was already contemplating eliminating Li Pingβan outright.
"Interesting... Iβll see how far youβll tread this path. If you truly manage to carve a road beyond Panguβs domain, this poor Daoist might consider taking you along toward transcendence."
The coffin-bound spirit began observing Li Pingβan with greater frequency.
