Starting with Proficiency Panel-Chapter 544 - 541: Return of the Soul

Seeing Lu Ren turn to leave, Ao Li curled his mouth, not knowing why, but after he reprimanded her, Lu Ren’s mood calmed, like an ancient well without ripples, as solid as stone.

It was just like the Supreme Heart of Forgetting Emotions, steadfast as a boulder, making her somewhat surprised.

"Are you not really interested in knowing how to stir the aura of the Thick Earth Ancestral Witch’s remains? This could be a tremendous opportunity for you, perhaps the beginning of your journey, with a chance to compete with the likes of Tathagata Jade Emperor?"

By now, Lu Ren’s emotions had returned to tranquility, and he responded composedly, "With my talent, this matter is only a little more effort, nothing more."

It seems that because the Witchcraft Path he followed was fundamentally a path of the human world, contrary to the ethereal Immortal Path, his happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy gradually ceased to be suppressed, instead revealing more of his true nature.

However, his character was established from the beginning as a cold and ruthless contender, no matter how intense his inner feelings were, he could still maintain a facade like the collapse of Mount Tai without changing his expression.

No longer paying attention to Ao Li, Lu Ren returned from the Inner Realm to reality, frowning as he rose with somewhat shaky feet.

After all, the Inner Realm resides in a peculiar mental and physical illusion within oneself, mostly accessible only through one’s Divine Soul.

Though his Divine Soul was exceedingly robust and powerful, and merged with his physique, in spiritual fusion, as strong as the physique so was the Divine Soul, and so was the consciousness, yet the strongest aspect of the witch still lay in the physique; Soul Emergence for the Immortal Path was as simple as eating and drinking.

For a pure witch, however, sinking consciousness into one’s Inner Realm indeed required considerable effort.

But could Lu Ren be an ordinary witch? He was certainly in rank two!

The World Honored One’s Heart Sutra inherently blended the Witchcraft Path and Immortal Path, combined with the essence of the Martial Path, making his path broader than both.

As he pondered, Lu Ren refocused his attention on the remains of the Thick Earth, contemplated for a moment, took some time to realign his Essence, Qi, and Spirit to the peak state, and cautiously approached the brow center pierced by the Chaotic Immortal Light.

Hesitating for a while, Lu Ren contemplated deeply, eventually felt a vague stirring, he opened his legs, murmured softly, gradually began hand-dancing and foot-stamping, circling the blood opening, continuously performing the sacrificial dance from the Ancient Times Witchcraft Path.

In Ancient Times, the language system was not as developed as today, often relying on physical expression; Witchcraft Path was more prevalent as the power rooted in bloodline was refined from devouring countless Primordial Fierce Beasts, intricately woven together, mutually evolving into a path.

Thus, in honoring ancestors, in believing in the Witch God, they considered the body’s expression could convey more intense and pure emotions.

Remote, rustic, raw, unknown chants emerged from Lu Ren’s mouth.

The Ta Li Body Forging Technique originally didn’t encompass these aspects, even Zhang Tongxuan, the tomb raider leader, had unearthed countless Immortal God’s Tombs with scant records on witches, mostly as a digression, offering one’s soul to evil forces akin to demons.

For a genuine witch, however, all had been thoroughly buried, with nothing to be found.

However, this set of sacrificial dance emerged wholly because of the addition of two strands of Power of Destiny, melding everything, thus revealing a complete sacrificial dance.

In essence, Lu Ren dared to ensure that this was definitely a set crafted from the Celestial Demon Dance, custom-made for women within the former Celestial Demon Sect.

Lu Ren danced tirelessly, seemingly unfatigued, continuously performing the ancient sacrificial dance around the wound pierced by the Chaotic Immortal Light.

Gradually, the previously calm Broken Sky Realm started to stir with breezes, followed by stronger winds, like eerie wails howling, roaring.

An unsettling, gloomy air began pervading throughout the Broken Sky Realm.

Even some post-mortem parasites and other organisms on the Thick Earth’s remains dared not emerge.

Lu Ren appeared oblivious yet dared not interrupt the sacrificial dance; these things were taboo, although the worship was intended for the Thick Earth Ancestral Witch, if the ritual were interrupted, what would be summoned over would be uncertain.

After all, there were quite a few strange existences here.

Employing the sacrificial dance here, if something were amiss, it was uncertain what might be conjured over, for the dimensions here were chaotic, and sometimes the emanated signals could pique the awareness of Demon Gods from higher dimensional levels, resulting in the descent of their will.

Whether or not he could deal would be another matter, indeed many times deemed troublesome to Lu Ren.

Time unknown, even Lu Ren could not perceive the passage of time, his superior perception began to fall into a hazy muddled timelessness, vaguely hearing a murmured voice.

"Little fellow, did you awaken me?"

Lu Ren kept his composure, still hand-dancing and foot-stamping, singing and dancing to the ancient chants, performing the bizarre sacrificial dance.

Despite the crude movements, it surprisingly resonated with an anomalous frequency that penetrated everything, uncovering some astonishing matters and people.

The murmured voice initially indistinct, small, and faint, began to grow, to strengthen, finally nearing a whisper next to the ear, remarkably clear.

Gradually, Lu Ren’s vision slowly blurred, finally rendering entirely unclear.

When clarity resumed, Lu Ren was surprised to find himself standing in a countryside among the mountains, surrounded by a cross of fields and paths, filled with the sounds of chicken clucks and dog barks.

The entire atmosphere conveyed a tranquil and serene vibe, amidst the breeze, the crops swayed gently, the rice wave after wave repeated, rendered captivatingly pleasant for the eyes.

"It’s beautiful, isn’t it?"

A gentle and serene voice sounded beside Lu Ren, imbued with maternal warmth, knowledge wisdom, and intelligence, inherently trustworthy.

Just hearing the voice, Lu Ren was convinced the speaker was an elegant, learned, well-read woman.

He turned to address the source of the voice, then calmly turned forward again, his inner agitation gradually calm again.

The speaker was a woman over four meters tall, her muscles knotted, with pectorals seemingly on the verge of bursting, each gesture revealing fierce green veins, her thighs astonishingly broader than Lu Ren’s normal human waist after contracting his Great Witch form.

Wide mouthed, broad-eared, eyes like brass bells, her hair braided into thick strands tied behind her head.

The wheat-colored skin didn’t appear out of place amid the golden crops.

It was truly unimaginable such a gentle, intellectual voice came from this physically fierce, nearly human-tyrannosaurus-like woman.

Despite intense psychological activity, Lu Ren’s expression stayed serene, even respectful, as he distinctly sensed the pure Thick Earth aura emanating from this woman beside him.

Both practitioners of the Earth Path Principle, who refined the vitality of all Thick Earth creatures, inherently evoking a spontaneous desire to draw near.