Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?-Chapter 410 - 352: Differences in the Sea of Consciousness
Clearly, I have also reached the Third Tier of Divine Communication.
Why is the gap so wide?
In this moment, he even doubted if there was an issue with the divine techniques on his body.
He could accept differences, but not such a vast one.
Han Yu was clearly flying relying only on his divine techniques, yet despite progressing both in divine techniques and cultivation, his speed was still inferior to the other.
"Ah! This old man has also broken into the Third Tier."
Actually, the Artifact Spirit didn’t need to remind him, as Han Yu could already tell just by looking at the white flames on the opponent’s body.
Breaking into the Third Tier in just half a year, Han Yu’s surprise was no less than that of the black robe.
Han Yu’s rapid progress all depended on the heaven-defying nurturing of the Glazed Bottle.
Yet, this old black robe, at such an old age, couldn’t have had such luck, otherwise, he wouldn’t still be stuck in the Divine Gaze Realm.
Just in this moment of distraction, realizing he couldn’t escape, the black robe, after gritting his teeth, fiercely made his move.
Seven or eight white fire dragons, each a few meters long, stretched out from his body, attacking Han Yu.
With a wave of his hand, Han Yu casually summoned a massive Cyan Dragon to fight them, and his size advantage forced the opponent into a constant retreat, making the seven or eight white dragons look like they had broken heads and claws in the blink of an eye.
"Why doesn’t his divine technique attack release properly, like it’s constipated."
Han Yu had a peculiar expression, as the black robe’s white dragon hadn’t completely detached and was connected at the tail to different parts of his body, looking somewhat like an octopus from afar.
"Tsk tsk, the way you’re talking, it’s like the unrealistic expectations of the rich."
The Artifact Spirit couldn’t help but roll his eyes and snicker, how could two people be the same?
"Do you even know what the bottle has been strengthening for you?"
It questioned Han Yu.
Wasn’t it always feeding back energy to strengthen his physique, and his divine techniques!
"There’s one point you’re mistaken about!"
The Artifact Spirit, rarely serious, shook its head.
"The bottle has been strengthening two places for you all this time, one is your physical body, and the other is your spirit, which is your Sea of Consciousness; the divine techniques are only strengthened incidentally with the surplus energy."
"The fundamental difference between you and other Divine Power Users is the Sea of Consciousness; your Sea of Consciousness has been continuously broadened and strengthened by the bottle."
Although the Sea of Consciousness is also within the cultivation scope for cultivators of divine techniques, broadening the Sea of Consciousness is a process accumulated over time, never achieved overnight.
But Han Yu is different, his Sea of Consciousness is no longer one a normal cultivator can possess, and naturally, his divine technique methods are not something normal cultivators of divine technique can wield.
Just like this move of the Cyan Dragon, perhaps the black robe could also pull it off, but it would definitely be a trump card kept for the last moment, not something casually thrown out as Han Yu did.
The eight white dragons could detach, but the energy consumption was too large, untenable for the black robe who, before long, would be finished.
"Not everyone can consume divine techniques on a two-hour basis like you."
So, Han Yu’s words were not dissimilar to unrealistic demands.
Pah! The guy who doesn’t understand others’ hardships is spoiled by the bottle.
With the Artifact Spirit’s explanation, Han Yu suddenly understood, then realized, even after reaching the Third Tier, the black robe was still weak, since in terms of energy, he one-sidedly crushed him.
The black robe’s expression grew extremely dejected, as he discovered that, even at the same tier, they weren’t dealing with the same caliber.
His resource-saving methods usually earned him praise from other divine technique cultivators, but not when he encountered someone like this rich dog who starts by unleashing a big move like play.
His expression darkened, and the white dragon surrounding him flickered, constantly shifting between white and red.
This phenomenon did not escape the notice of both Han Yu and the Artifact Spirit.
"I was right! This old man didn’t get some stroke of good luck; he’s strengthening himself through evil methods."
Han Yu suddenly burst into laughter, as the black robe appeared like a flickering carousel light, switching between white and red.
"This energy feels the same as when your thick-browed, big-eyed friend was hit."
The Artifact Spirit sharply identified the essence of this red energy; Han Yu naturally did not question its insight.
Although Glass was unreliable in various ways, it was undoubtedly authoritative regarding energy; if it felt the same, it certainly wasn’t wrong.
The four Dragon Blood Stones: one was given to the Inspectorate, one was fed to a creature by Ou Mingdong and You Li, leaving the one that was taken from Huangfu Liang.
So, that piece was used on the black robe!
"Why is he unaffected?"
Han Yu recalled You Li’s unusual symptoms when she absorbed energy, yet the black robe appeared completely unaffected in comparison.
"It’s likely being artificially suppressed; the stones are theirs, it’s not surprising they have corresponding control methods. Just didn’t expect the Dragon Blood Stone could enhance a cultivator’s divine techniques."
The Artifact Spirit marveled.
But it didn’t seem so difficult to accept, since the creatures of divine communication liked to consume this; naturally, it would enhance divine technique energy, making it harmless for divine technique cultivators to use.
Yet, judging by the black robe’s condition, the two forces couldn’t completely fuse, flickering relentlessly—quite a distracting sight.
"It seems the energy of the Dragon Blood Stone is unstable regardless of the suppression."
The Artifact Spirit shook its head disapprovingly, looking at the black robe disdainfully;—treating uncontrollable energy as treasure wasn’t wise.
Han Yu paused, with a growing suspicion, and immediately voiced it.
"I have a bold idea; could this thing’s normal usage be to cultivate divine creatures, then transplant the divine creature to a cultivator?"
This would resolve the energy instability and instantly grant their cultivators powerful divine techniques and energy.
Qi Bai back then was a living example of this.
Only this black robe, swallowing it directly.
"Is this fool just waiting to be thrown away as monster fodder?"
Han Yu looked at the black robe with sympathy, feeling he had figured it out.
Meanwhile, the black robe was almost in tears, having been overwhelmed by the Cyan Dragon summoned by the other. In an instant, his divine manifestation was crippled, and with the red energy in his Sea of Consciousness rebelling at such a critical juncture.
Han Yu was indeed correct; the Dragon Blood Stone within the Holy Sect was originally meant for nurturing divine creatures. Although he did not know why it was effective on cultivators, it was common knowledge that, for cultivators, the thing was beyond control.
When that major figure granted him the stone, he already suspected their intentions, as at the moment of the creature’s formation, it would inevitably sense the red energy in his Sea of Consciousness and descend into madness.
If not, he wouldn’t have fled when the monster in the Cyan Sun Sect started growing.
If it weren’t for the aim of using the dragon blood to elevate his tier and then break into the Fourth Tier through fire spirit, he wouldn’t have used the stone, even if it killed him.
"Calm down!"
He couldn’t help but shout angrily at his Sea of Consciousness, resulting in the red energy surging even further, momentarily suppressing his white flames, causing the eight white dragons to extinguish instantly. He jerked his head up abruptly and, with the Cyan Dragon left without a target, its head opened wide to reveal a huge maw filled with flames...
The black robe never expected to be ultimately thwarted by the Dragon Blood Stone, much less that Han Yu managed to handle him effortlessly from start to finish by simply standing and releasing a single Cyan Dragon.
Ultimately, the Cyan Dragon didn’t swallow him; instead, the rumbling flames were drawn back by Han Yu, leaving the black robe suddenly feeling light all over. When he came to his senses, he realized he was being lifted by Han Yu, who wore a benevolent smile.
He appeared as if he were being carried like a piece of dried meat.
"Let’s go, I’ll take you for a walk around the Cyan Sun Sect."
Han Yu spoke with a smile.
The black robe’s expression changed, his aged face contorting with fear and he cried out desperately.
"No... don’t take me there, anywhere but there, don’t take me..."
