Overbearing Immortal Doctor Chapter 1348 - 1447: Filled with Cold Light

"Qin Feng, that Demon is actually more likely than me to obtain the Creation spirit body!" Zhai Zun exclaimed, looking at the elder before him, "It must be Qin Feng, right?"

"I have no obligation to tell you," the white-robed elder replied with a calm demeanor. "Enough wasting time. You still have a chance at life—learn a low-Level Divine Skill."

"I will only accept a low-Level Divine Skill of the Divine Level! If that’s the case, then I refuse!" Cold light flickered in Zhai Zun’s eyes.

"You refuse?" The elder in white raised an eyebrow.

"Yes. I am leaving the Skyfire ruins right now," Zhai Zun declared.

"Then do not come to regret this," the white-robed elder stated. "Low-Level Divine Skills at the Divine Level are not something just anyone can learn."

"I do not need it," Zhai Zun responded coolly. He had previously cultivated several low-level Divine Arts, with the strongest among them only reaching the middle tier. More importantly, he was aware of the many trump cards Qin Feng possessed.

"Hmph, no matter how defiant Qin Feng is, this is merely a small Virtual Meta environment. I could crush you with a single finger. If you know how to seize opportunities, a low-Level Holy Skill? Even a hundred lesser Holy Skills would suffice."

"In that case, I shall see you out," the elder in white nodded.

In a different corridor section,

"If your performance is satisfactory, you can obtain a middle Holy Level skill," the elder in white told Yin Xia.

"Thank you."

Yin Xia's manner was exceptionally respectful. He possessed only a single spiritual body, and he had already come to terms with this before obtaining it.

Sima Mo also gazed at the white-robed elder’s avatar, his expression grim. "As I suspected, the creator’s Spiritual Body was not bestowed upon me! Zhai Zun is the one most likely to acquire it. He is my greatest adversary, yet I still have a chance!"

"By eliminating Zhai Zun, I can seize the Creation Spiritual Body!"

"How about a breakthrough in my strength?"

"On the Chain Bridge, many of my hidden cards were rendered useless. If I deploy my true trump card, even Guiyuan, that Level-Eight Master, would perish..." Zhai Zun’s eyes blazed with a touch of madness. "I will kill Zhai Zun’s true form and claim the Creation spirit."

"Come with me," the elder in white instructed.

"I do not desire a top-tier Holy Level skill. I wish to depart from the fire relics immediately," Sima Mo stated point-blank.

"You intend to relinquish the artifact and depart now?" The elder in white appeared quite surprised.

"Yes," Silicon Magnesium Layer Mo affirmed. He was indifferent to whether this was a Holy Skill or not.

"As you wish," the elder in white nodded.

Qin Feng, with calm curiosity, followed the elder in white. The elder proceeded along the corridor, and before long, a massive arched stone gate loomed ahead. This stone gate bore a striking resemblance to the one he had encountered previously. Approaching a chest situated before it, he observed a Crystal Ball emitting a faint white luminescence. Upon closer inspection, it became apparent that the Crystal Ball was comprised of two sections. Qin Feng reached out and grasped it, applying a slight amount of force. *Crack, crack*, the upper and lower halves, capable of rotation and twisting, began to separate. Once twisted open, the two halves could be completely detached.

The instant they separated—

*Boom!*

A soul aura, far exceeding Qin Feng’s comprehension, suddenly assaulted his spirit, striking directly at his soul.

Swirl.

Qin Feng’s face turned ashen, and he instinctively took a step back. The two Crystal Balls in his hands clattered to the ground. However, the liquid slowly flowing within one of the Crystal Balls remained suspended in mid-air. In reality, this slowly flowing liquid was a droplet the size of a fist, imbued with a blood-red luminescence. It spun in mid-air, radiating an unimaginably terrifying soul aura.

After an extended period, the intense soul aura gradually subsided, and Qin Feng slowly regained his senses.

"The Creation spiritual body contains immense Soul Power," Qin Feng gasped in astonishment as his clarity returned.

"If the soul is not sufficiently potent, how can one construct an independent body?" the elder in white inquired with a smile. "You must realize that a separated flesh body also possesses a soul and consciousness, akin to another living being."

"This is truly astounding. I cannot fathom how your Master managed such a feat," Qin Feng sighed once more.

However, the white-robed elder stated with evident pride, "This is merely a rudimentary Avatar, capable of replicating only one type of your power, and its soul consciousness is not truly independent. Were it a highest-level Avatar, it would be terrifying indeed. But you possess no means to acquire a top-tier Avatar."

"What do you mean by that?" Qin Feng couldn’t help but look at the old man clad in white robes.

"Human power is classified into Physical Strength, spiritual power, and functional systems. This Avatar can only replicate one type of your power—be it Spirit, body, or Sword Dao. Its soul consciousness is also quite weak, essentially making it dull. It will only follow your commands mechanically and absolutely, with minimal emotional fluctuations like joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness."

"Isn’t that just a soulless puppet?" Qin Feng was taken aback.

"It’s far superior to a puppet. Puppets possess no emotions whatsoever. This one still has some emotional capacity, after all, it is your separated self, even if it's merely the lowest form of separation," the old man in white garments replied with a smile.

"Then the value of this artificially separated body is significantly diminished," Qin Feng rubbed his nose.

It can only replicate one form of power. I suspect its combat prowess won't even reach two-thirds of my own. Its lack of weaknesses is an advantage. However, with its emotions and thoughts being so mechanical and unable to adapt to its surroundings, the limitations will be substantial.

"This is already quite precious. If your power ascends to the Holy Land realm, and you have another Holy Land at your side, even with just one type of power, it would still be terrifying." The old man in white clothes continued, "If you desire something even more valuable, you can start anew once your power becomes stronger and more divine."

"Very well." Qin Feng rubbed his nose. This was still preferable to having nothing. Having something is better than having nothing.

"Remember, this Avatar will improve alongside your cultivation, so you must ensure it replicates the power aspect—be it speed or strength—that you wish to perfect."

The old man in white robes gestured, and the two Crystal Balls on the ground floated into his grasp. He employed the Crystal Balls to contain the creator’s Spiritual Body, twisting and sealing it once more. Instantly, the formidable soul aura vanished completely. Concurrently, he tossed a Crystal Ball from his hand; it streaked with flowing light and soared towards Qin Feng.

Qin Feng extended his hand and caught it.

"You can only utilize it after you have determined which power you wish for it to perfect—Physical Strength or Sword Dao—because once a choice is made, it cannot be altered."

"I understand." Qin Feng nodded and placed the Creation spirit body into his spatial ring.

Sword Dao?

Sword Dao was his specialty, but with a Sword Dao expert like himself already present, the Avatar's assistance would be quite limited.

Physical Strength and Spiritual Power?

That also did not seem ideal.

For the moment, Qin Feng was unsure of his choice. Fortunately, there was no urgency.

"Master, the mist here closely resembles the cultivation power within my body. May I cultivate here for a period?" Qin Feng inquired.

"Why not?" the old man in white clothes responded with a smile.

"Thank you!"

A smile graced Qin Feng’s face.

Upon returning to their initial encounter location, Qin Feng had already ascertained that the dense mist present was remarkably similar to the power of the True Martial Spirit. Perhaps this was also due to the most powerful individual in this place having achieved immense success on the Sky-reaching Path, and their power bore a resemblance to Qin Feng’s own.

At that time, Qin Feng had intended to cultivate here diligently, but to rescue Lan Yueliang, there had been insufficient time.

This time, within this Mist Sea, the mist's power was at least ten times more potent than his own.