From Five Animal Exercises to being hailed as a saint and ancestor

After fleeing for their lives from the area shrouded in the aura of that terrifying being.

Yao Mengkang still dared not relax in the slightest.

They continued their stealth journey deeper into the Abyss of Silent Souls, or rather, further away from the source of the danger.

The journey ahead remains fraught with peril.

But compared to the Bull Demon King who faced the threshold of the Yuan Dan realm and the despairing aura behind him,

It has become much "milder".

He then encountered several more waves of soul beasts of various shapes and sizes, including centipede-like soul beasts that slid along the ground like shadows.

There are bird-like spirit shadows that can unleash disturbing shrieks.

There are also bone spike monsters that lurk in piles of dry bones and suddenly erupt.

These soul beasts vary in strength, with the strongest comparable to the Yuan Dan realm and the weakest at the late Ling Hai realm.

Upon first entering the Abyss of Silent Souls, any one of them would have been enough to make Yao Mengkang take the situation very seriously.

But now, after a series of battles and the nourishment of a massive amount of soul source, his soul has grown stronger by several times and is more refined and sharp.

He also became increasingly proficient in the fusion combat technique he had mastered in a desperate situation.

Facing these spirit beasts, he no longer fought merely for survival, but also regarded them as the best sparring partners to hone himself and perfect his swordsmanship.

"Layered Waves, Shattered Stars!"

He repeatedly used this move, fine-tuning the rhythm of power accumulation and optimizing the transitions between the Five Animal Frolics in each actual battle.

I tried to integrate the destructive power of the starry realm into the layers of overlapping blade waves more perfectly.

At first, this move was a bit clumsy and required some preparation time.

While its power is immense, its consumption is also staggering.

But with continued practice, he gradually got the hang of it, his sword strikes became smoother, his power-gathering process became more concealed and swift, and his control over spiritual energy became more and more exquisite.

He even began to experiment with controlling the "multiplicity" of the superposition.

It's not always about pursuing the ultimate nine or ten layers of superposition.

Instead, depending on the strength of the opponent, one can use triple or quintuple waves to resolve the battle with minimal effort, greatly expanding the applicability of this move.

Watching those dazzling blades of energy surge like a galaxy, wave after wave, their power increasing with each passing moment, until they finally tore the soul beast to shreds, Yao Mengkang felt a strong sense of accomplishment.

This combat technique, born from dire circumstances and incorporating his various insights, has already acquired its own unique style and soul.

"This sword technique was born from the Abyss of Silent Souls and was honed to its initial perfection here."

Yao Mengkang stroked the slightly warm blade of the Rift Cloud Blade, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

"Let's name it—'The Silent Soul Blade Technique'!"

Although this sword technique currently only has the form of one move, "Stacked Waves Shattering Stars,"

However, its core concept of infinite superposition and fusion of artistic conception opened a door for him to a higher realm of swordsmanship.

He believed that as his cultivation improved and his understanding of artistic conception deepened, he would be able to develop even more variations based on this foundation in the future.

To truly perfect this sword technique that belongs to him.

However, just as he was basking in the joy of his improved swordsmanship, a discordant sound, or rather a sight, caught his attention.

He glanced subconsciously at the Cloud-Splitting Blade in his hand.

This companion, which has been with him since his early days, is now covered in wounds.

The blade was covered with fine cracks.

In the final showdown with the Bull Demon Soul Beast, and in the subsequent high-intensity battles, these cracks had spread like a spider web, with the deepest parts almost penetrating the spine of the blade.

The blade's original bright luster has become dull, its spiritual essence greatly diminished, and when held in the hand, one can even feel a mournful cry of unbearable burden.

The Cloud-Splitting Blade was originally made of ordinary iron. Although it was later improved by his spiritual energy, its quality was still limited.

He could hold out in previous battles, but now Yao Mengkang's strength has increased dramatically, and the quality and quantity of his spiritual power far exceed what he used to have.

Furthermore, he created the terrifying combat technique "Silent Soul Blade Technique," which places an immense strain on weapons.

The material of the Cloud-Splitting Blade could no longer withstand the immense power and artistic conception infused into it when he unleashed his full power.

"Old buddy, you've worked hard..."

Yao Mengkang gently stroked the cracks on the blade, a pang of regret and reluctance flashing through his heart.

But he also understood that the path of a cultivator is one of continuous progress through transcendence, and weapons, as an aid, must also evolve with the times.

The Cloud-Splitting Blade has completed its mission.

He suppressed his feelings and continued on his way.

They walked for an unknown amount of time, traversed countless desolate and dead zones, and defeated numerous waves of attacking soul beasts.

Just as he felt the surrounding aura of the silent souls was so dense that it was almost impossible to dissolve, and even the rotation of the stone bead seemed to become somewhat "saturated", the scene in front of him suddenly changed!

A strange area appeared before him.

In stark contrast to the surrounding dark, deathly silence, eerie and ominous environment, there was not a trace of the aura of the dead permeating an area about a hundred feet in diameter in front of them!

The air there was unusually clear, the ground was normal dark brown soil, and there were even a few clumps of strange grass that emitted a faint, soft white light, like crystals.

An indescribable, calming, and comforting aura, like returning to the womb, emanated from that area.

This aura formed an invisible barrier, firmly isolating the suffocating, soulless aura from the outside world!

Standing on the edge of the boundary, Yao Mengkang could clearly feel that the inside and outside were like two completely different worlds.

On one side is the Netherworld, and on the other is the Pure Land.

"This is……"

He was shocked; it was simply unbelievable that such a place could appear deep within the Silent Soul Abyss!

That power that isolates the breath of the silent soul is no ordinary thing; it must contain great mystery.

What made him even more excited was that the Chaos Stone Bead inside his body, which had been steadily spinning, suddenly began to spin faster without warning!

The rotation speed is several times faster than when it absorbed a massive amount of Soul Breath before!

A clear and intensely eager and urging wave surged through his mind like a tidal wave!

The stone beads were urging him on! Urging him to enter that pure land!

It was as if deep within that area lay something extremely important to the stone bead, something it might even crave!

Yao Mengkang took a deep breath, his gaze hardening.

He had long been aware of the stone bead's mystery and power, and it had helped him escape danger on many occasions.

The stone bead is behaving so strangely right now; there must be an incredible opportunity ahead!

Perhaps, it is also closely related to whether he can leave the depths of this Silent Soul Abyss!

Without hesitation, he took a step forward and resolutely crossed that invisible boundary, stepping into that strange, pure land shrouded in gentle power.

The moment his feet fully stepped in, the pressure around him eased, and all the erosion and oppression from the breath of the silent soul vanished, as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted.

Meanwhile, the stone bead in his dantian spun even more wildly, emitting waves that pointed straight to the deepest part of this pure land!