Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate Chapter 2167 1108: Dispelling the Heart Demon (Part 2)

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Previously on Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate...
In the persistent illusory calamity, Lin Tianming and Qin Xi find themselves on a steep cliff above a bottomless abyss teeming with hungry evil dragons, their bodies weakened from battle. Pursued relentlessly by Song Chufeng and his formidable allies from the Blood Red Alliance, the couple confronts their dire fate, exchanging words of resigned affection. Suddenly, Qin Xi betrays Lin Tianming, reaffirming her loyalty to the alliance and striking him with a lethal sword blow, causing his wounded body to plummet into the roaring depths below.

Right now, his mind was racing with turbulent thoughts.

He simply couldn't comprehend why his cherished Qin Xi turned out to be part of the Blood Red Alliance.

This revelation struck Lin Tianming with a devastating force at this critical juncture.

Yet, this wasn't the worst part by far.

What truly shattered his heart was that the woman he had always adored launched a brutal attack on him precisely when he was most vulnerable.

Regardless of whether Qin Xi made that strike or not, his demise today was inevitable anyway.

Still, the abrupt treachery from the one he trusted above all inflicted a deeper wound.

In terms of sheer emotional devastation, it outweighed any fatal blow that could end his life.

Because of this, Lin Tianming's spirit turned desolate and empty, with piercing grief tormenting his being like swarms of relentless bugs.

This sensation left him feeling profoundly detached.

Nevertheless, in that instant, no resentment filled his heart; despite the betrayal from his beloved, he harbored no ill will toward Qin Xi.

Right then, he was utterly drained.

At present, he yearned only to shut his eyes forever and embrace the inevitability of death; he had no desire to dwell on further injustices.

In that manner, Lin Tianming's form continued its freefall, the only thing preserving a sliver of awareness being the howling wind rushing past his ears.

No one could tell how much time had elapsed when Lin Tianming's awareness started to fragment further, teetering on the brink of total dissolution.

Should this persist, he might truly slip into eternal slumber, never to awaken again.

"I cannot perish just yet..."

"None of this is real... it's all a hallucination... this isn't the actual realm..."

These words echoed silently in Lin Tianming's thoughts, as he stubbornly refused to accept the truth of what unfolded around him.

"It has to be an illusion!"

"Xi'er and I shared unbreakable harmony, built on a century of deep affection without a single fracture..."

"She could never turn against me..."

"She would never commit such an act..."

"..."

During this time, Lin Tianming repeated these phrases over and over within himself.

Concurrently, he replayed the recent events in his mind, desperately searching for any sign of flaw.

Through his persistent scrutiny, he discovered that the Qin Xi in that illusion starkly contrasted with the real one.

Additionally, the techniques she employed in the assault were utterly foreign, far removed from her accustomed methods.

Even more crucially, it extended beyond Qin Xi; Song Chufeng, who clashed with Lin Tianming, and the Golden Core Stage experts he had faced before—their presences felt entirely unlike those past encounters.

Such variances, if limited to a single individual, might be dismissible.

After all, people's actions can shift, auras can be concealed, and combat approaches or strikes might evolve.

However, every figure confronting him showed discrepancies from their authentic selves, not just isolated cases.

This alone was enough to arouse grave doubts.

Moreover, the entire environment carried an unsettling strangeness, leading even Lin Tianming to question his own illusory counterpart in this realm.

These notions remained deeply buried within him.

As this conviction intensified, his refusal to accept the events as genuine grew ever stronger.

"It can't be real..."

"It just can't..."

In that very moment, Lin Tianming whispered these affirmations inwardly, his resolve solidifying.

And precisely then, a delicate aroma enveloped him, while a frigid, penetrating chill abruptly seized his frame, surging inward and coursing relentlessly through his veins.

This abrupt shift nearly caused Lin Tianming to tremble uncontrollably.

Beyond that, a flood of recollections abruptly inundated his consciousness.

These visions depicted moments from his own life, spanning his entry into the immortal path, his first encounter with Qin Xi, their joint battles, and the joyous day they wed.

Subsequently, they included Lin Changqing's birth, followed by a cascade of conflicts.

To encapsulate, a myriad of personal episodes resurfaced in his thoughts.

All these snippets were drawn from his lived reality, capturing every nuance and his developmental path.

It was this surge of lucidity, coupled with the influx of authentic memories, that abruptly grounded Lin Tianming.

Ultimately, in that pivotal second, Lin Tianming stirred from his trance.

As awareness returned, the vista around him commenced crumbling, the sequence reversing swiftly, restoring all to its origin, with those scattered visions dissolving into twinkling specks that scattered across the skies.

Now, Lin Tianming remained seated in the cultivation chamber.

His gaze regained its vibrant sharpness, gleaming with pure, awakened vitality.

The ordeal that transpired mere moments ago had entirely faded away.

Reflecting on that episode, Lin Tianming felt a wave of residual dread wash over him.

One had to recognize that during it, those occurrences had seemed inescapably authentic.

He had nearly surrendered to those shards of illusion, risking permanent entrapment within that fabricated domain.

Luckily, at the decisive juncture, his convictions proved unshakeable.

Furthermore, the abrupt clarity halted Lin Tianming's descent into oblivion.

Simultaneously, the arrival of his genuine recollections yanked him firmly back to the present.

Through these elements, Lin Tianming managed to rouse himself.

He realized deep down that in the vital phase, the Buddha Heart Pill and the earlier Su Xin Flower he consumed had finally activated.

These two elixirs served as ideal countermeasures against the Heart Demon Tribulation.

Aided by such potent items, even the most convincing Heart Demon Tribulation could reveal its deceptive nature at times.

That represented external support.

As for his own resolve, it anchored him firmly when it mattered most.

Without these, awakening would have eluded him.

Grasping this truth, a wave of alleviation and appreciation filled Lin Tianming's chest.

Above all, profound elation bubbled within him.

He understood that he had successfully surmounted the Heart Demon Tribulation.

With this milestone achieved, he had conquered half the trials required for breaking through to the Nascent Soul Stage.

Ahead lay the Nascent Soul's transformation, followed by the perilous Sixfold Thunder Tribulation.

Recognizing this, Lin Tianming's anticipation heightened.

After composing himself slightly, Lin Tianming promptly examined the Nascent Soul in his Sea of Consciousness.

Upon inspection, he noted that the Nascent Soul's expression had shed its defiant glare, now radiating a serene, enlightened aura.

Additionally, the bond linking him to the Nascent Soul had deepened, their intentions synchronized, allowing instantaneous comprehension and reaction to every notion or action via genuine spiritual linkage.

This evolution signified the Nascent Soul's complete integration with him, marking the full conclusion of the Heart Demon Tribulation.

Aware of this, Lin Tianming exhaled deeply, shedding a heavy weight from his shoulders.

Once he settled his composure, Lin Tianming refused to squander this invaluable window.

For this interval represented a prime opportunity to swiftly nurture the Nascent Soul and fortify his base.

The Thunder Tribulation remained pending.

Seizing this interlude, he must hasten to draw in ambient spiritual energy from nature, solidifying the Nascent Soul further and solidly stepping into the Nascent Soul Stage.

Conversely, delaying until the Thunder Tribulation struck would leave him struggling merely to endure, with no chance for enhancement.

With such considerations, Lin Tianming wasted no time.

Therefore, without hesitation, Lin Tianming activated his cultivation method forthwith.

Following a complete cycle, he commenced voraciously ingesting the ambient spiritual energy nearby.

By now, the prior hurdles he faced stood resolved.

The Nascent Soul functioned as a vast repository, its True Essence Mana still nascent and sparse, offering ample potential for growth.

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