Cultivation Starts from Farming Chapter 1086 - 458: Capturing the Thunder Spirit (3)

Xu Ping’s true body followed closely behind, the power of the military array transforming into ten dark red chains, winding upwards as if alive, tightly binding the fiercely struggling, lightning-flashing Thunder Spirit of Origin.

One side had overwhelming power, the other had low intelligence.

The battle was almost a one-sided crush.

In just a moment.

The once mighty Thunder Spirit of Origin, like the Thunder God’s descent, now had dimmed lightning, a dissipating form, and a weakened aura to the extreme.

The layers of Restrictions set by Xu Ping sealed the utterly powerless Thunder Spirit.

Then, he threw it into the special space of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner for suppression.

...

Having achieved his goal, Xu Ping did not immediately leave this strange Thunder Secret Realm.

"For such a powerful Thunder Spirit of Origin to be born in this secret realm, it is by no means ordinary, there’s definitely a source here."

"Perhaps there’s some opportunity!"

Xu Ping concealed his aura, as the Wood Spirit Avatar stood guard with the sword at his side.

His vast Divine Sense spread out once more, this time not seeking Thunder Spirits, but meticulously exploring every inch of this lightning space.

Especially moving towards the most core, energy-dense area of the secret realm.

Indeed, in the deepest part of the secret realm, he discovered something unusual.

The space here was extraordinarily fragile, filled with fine and constantly appearing and disappearing spatial rifts.

And in the center of these rifts, a colossal white skeleton lay prostrate.

The skeleton meandered like a mountain range, with bones crystalline like jade, exuding a faint dragon might and an impossibly pure rhythm of thunder, even after countless ten-thousands of years of death.

"This is... the bones of a True Dragon?"

Xu Ping’s eyes finally showed a glimmer of true astonishment, "And, judging by the residual thunder in the bones, it seems to be a thunder-element True Dragon."

What shocked him even more.

Among the fine spatial rifts, every now and then, strands and wisps of exceedingly pure, thunder origin law-like purple mist would slowly drift, merging into the True Dragon bones below and the surrounding secret realm.

This thunder origin, its quality far surpasses anything nurtured in the human world, bearing an aura of a higher-level world’s profundity.

"This thunder origin... is not of this realm." Xu Ping instantly understood, "It’s something left over from the Upper Realm."

His gaze turned suddenly profound, tightly fixed on those ever-appearing and disappearing spatial rifts.

"The Upper Realm..." he murmured to himself.

Upon careful perception, he found that the fragility of the space here was even weaker than the spatial barriers encountered at the Ancient Demon Hall of the Wind Origin Realm.

A thought arose in Xu Ping’s heart:

"If my physique and cultivation can advance further, taking advantage of the special environment here, perhaps... truly there might be a chance to forcibly tear open a path, and smuggle into the Upper Realm?"

"But it’s not prudent!"

Xu Ping gazed at the spatial rifts occasionally leaking traces of Upper Realm thunder origin aura and slowly shook his head.

Even if his strength broke through further, and he gained the ability to forcibly tear this fragile space, going to the Upper Realm by such irregular means would still be fraught with unpredictable perils.

Spatial turbulences... any slight accident could lead him to get lost in the endless void, or be crushed to powder by the laws of the two realms.

"A more stable plan is still needed." Xu Ping thought to himself.

If he could honestly cultivate to the Late-Stage Divinity Transformation in this earthly realm, invoke the ascension tribulation, and pass through via his own power, then he could enter the Upper Realm safely through a relatively stable ascension channel.

That’s the orthodox way, the relatively reliable path verified by countless predecessors.

"Late-Stage Divinity Transformation..."

However, thinking of this goal, Xu Ping couldn’t help but let a hint of helplessness curve his lips. This realm, for the current human world, is almost legendary.

In the entire eight domains of the human world, it has been several ten-thousands of years since a cultivator has been heard to step into this realm.

Perhaps only by reuniting the fragmented eight domains, gathering the destiny and resources of one realm, could there be a glimmer of hope to nurture such a being.

"All of this is still too far from me now." He sighed lightly, suppressing the ripples that arose from finding a shortcut.

The immediate priority is breaking through to Divinity Transformation.

To dream of the late stages and even ascension without having even entered Divinity Transformation, is like a castle in the air.

"For now, let’s focus on the present, after I break through to Divinity Transformation, then talk about other things."

Xu Ping took one last deep look at the colossal dragon bones prostrated under the spatial rift, then decisively turned, not lingering any longer, his figure wavering as he left this strange Thunder Secret Realm.

As for those precious dragon bones, he naturally graciously accepted them.

With a wave of his sleeve, an invisible mighty force lifted the mountain-range-like dragon bones as a whole, and the faint remaining resisting will was dissipated with a slight shock from his Nirvana Golden Body’s blood and qi.

Subsequently, the dragon bones rapidly shrunk, transforming into a stream of light and collected into the deepest part of his storage magical treasure.

"These dragon bones in life, were probably much stronger than that Ao Guang Dragon King... Though unsure of the exact use for now, such a divine object will definitely have great use." Xu Ping pondered in his heart.

Whether used for refining supreme treasures or as core materials for some top-tier arrays, they are priceless.

...

After leaving the Thunder Secret Realm, with a brief consideration, Xu Ping decided on his next destination—the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

Integrating the powerful Thunder Spirit of Origin into the Canghua Divine Wood Sword is no easy task; it requires a place extremely rich in Spiritual Qi, relatively stable in environment, and not easily disturbed.

The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, being one of the major powers in the Nanchuan Realm, its core area’s Spirit Vein quality is sufficient to meet the requirements.

Moreover, having not returned for several hundred years, who knows if the old friends in the valley are still well?

In his mind, involuntarily appeared the image of a figure clad in a light blue dress, with a temperament as cold as snow, and a beautiful face—True Monarch Lan Ling.

Back then, because of the secrets he carried, being targeted by the Heaven-Suppressing Sect, to avoid implicating the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons and this senior sister who took much care of him, he had no choice but to leave without saying goodbye, going off to the Wind Origin Realm.

Now, after hundreds of years, with the passage of time, he already possesses sufficient power to strike back, it’s time to go back and take a look.

Yet, thinking of soon facing those eyes that might harbor resentment and questions, Xu Ping’s emotions couldn’t help but stir with a bit of complexity.