Chapter 475: The Stopped Primordial Mystic Ark
This time, Yun Che endured for seven hours plus two quarters of an hour.
Yun Che, who was focusing all his spirit on resisting the spatial storm with every breath, could not feel the change in the time he could endure, but Mo Li calculated it clearly and precisely. Although it was only an increase of two quarters of an hour, it was enough to show how astonishingly Yun Che's body and profound strength had changed, subtly yet dramatically, after seven hours of being tempered by the spatial storm.
When Yun Che reached his critical limit, the spatial storm calmed down again.
With one foot already in death's door, Yun Che collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, then used four parts of his mind to resist the calmed spatial storm and six parts to recover his injuries and profound strength. Just as he had almost fully recovered, the spatial turbulence became violent once more...
The third time, Yun Che endured for seven and a half hours.
The fourth time, he endured for nearly eight hours...
Time flowed slowly in this narrow, inescapable space with its seemingly endless spatial disaster. During this period, Yun Che did not fight anyone, but every moment was more desperate and perilous than any battle. His body grew tougher and tougher through repeated regeneration. He had no leisure to train his profound energy, but the density of his profound strength, under the astonishing frequency of release and recovery, became increasingly rich and surged at a shocking rate.
Eight months later, Yun Che's profound strength broke through continuously from the early stage of the Heavenly Xuan Realm, shooting straight up to Level 5 of the Heavenly Xuan Realm... an average of one level every two months! This was an improvement within the Heavenly Xuan Realm! The improvement from Level 1 of the Heavenly Xuan Realm to Level 5 was far more difficult than going from the Initial Xuan Realm to the peak of the Earth Xuan Realm. In other words, Yun Che's improvement in these eight months was much greater than the three and a half years he had spent since acquiring the Evil God's Mysterious Vein.
Such a rate of improvement would be enough to shock even the highest-level experts of the Tian Xuan Continent.
At the same time, because most of Yun Che's time was spent with his profound strength fully released, although his profound level increased extremely rapidly, it was also especially rich and solid, without the slightest hint of flimsiness or instability from the sudden surge.
"This time, he actually lasted five days," Mo Li murmured to herself. She clearly witnessed every change in Yun Che.
By this time, Yun Che had once again reached his critical limit.
As his profound strength and recovery ability greatly diminished, Yun Che's body began to twist violently. Then a "crack" sound rang out, and under his skin and flesh, his bones began to be snapped one by one by the spatial storm, and his meridians were broken one after another...
"It seems it's about time." Mo Li extended her palm, ready to block most of the spatial storm. But at that moment, a low groan came from Yun Che's mouth—one that seemed both pained, angry, and unwilling. His profound strength and spirit, which should have been exhausted, surged suddenly, fiercely restraining the impact of the spatial storm on his body. Mo Li's action slowed slightly, and she saw a faint profound light flicker on Yun Che's body for an instant, and she murmured, "Breaking through again? Hmm... no!"
"ROAR!!!!"
A low and shocking dragon roar suddenly sounded from Yun Che's body, shaking the space itself and causing it to stagnate briefly. In the roar, a deep blue dragon shadow appeared behind Yun Che. This shadow quickly enlarged, lasting a full five breaths before slowly disappearing. At the same time, Mo Li distinctly sensed from Yun Che a kind of... aura similar to that of the Primordial Azure Dragon in the Death Wasteland!
Crack... crack... crack...
The clear sound of bones came from Yun Che's body, but it was no longer the sound of bones breaking, but the sound of bones slowly regenerating. Even his flesh and skin slowly regrew. Only his spirit remained weak and thin, teetering on the edge... yet, under this state of near-spiritual exhaustion, he forcibly withstood the impact of the spatial storm.
"His Dragon God Bloodline has actually reached one-thousandth!" Mo Li's voice carried a slight shock. She understood far better than Yun Che what one-thousandth of the Dragon God Bloodline meant. The tiny bit of Dragon God's Marrow in Yun Che's body, within a mortal's body and a low-level plane, would normally take at least several years to produce a single drop of Dragon God's Blood. But within this Primordial Mystic Ark, countless regenerations of flesh and blood had also repeatedly stimulated the Dragon God's Marrow, coupled with the nourishment of the heaven and earth's energy brought by the Great Dao Pagoda Art at all times. In this short period of less than a year, Yun Che's Dragon God Bloodline had become nearly twenty times denser!
Now, even if Yun Che did not release any profound strength, relying solely on his physical strength to withstand an attack from a low-level throne, he would basically not be injured.
"It seems he can continue to resist for a while longer." Mo Li lowered her palm, squinting her eyes with a faint red glow, observing every subtle change in Yun Che's body.
At first, she had tried every means to make Yun Che stronger, just so she could reshape her body. But as Yun Che's strength gradually grew, and at a speed far exceeding her initial expectations, she unconsciously began to wonder just how far this human could go before she left him... and this thought continued to grow stronger without her noticing.
But she herself did not realize it.
Time continued to flow. Unbeknownst to them, a full eighteen months had passed since Yun Che entered the Primordial Mystic Ark.
And Yun Che had survived the unceasing spatial storm and remained alive for a full eighteen months.
The sound of spatial turbulence was piercing, but both Yun Che and Mo Li had become completely accustomed to it. They were also accustomed to each other's presence. The reason Yun Che could persist here so painfully was that, although it was terrifying and life-threatening every moment, he was not alone. There was always Mo Li to warn, scold... and also accompany and support him. It was Mo Li who had made him strong from a worthless waste back then. Ninety percent of his current strength came from her. No matter where he was or what danger he faced, there was always someone to face it with him, and time and again, she pointed him in the right direction when he was lost or hesitant.
For Mo Li, these years, she also had only Yun Che. Today, although her appearance was exactly the same as when she first met Yun Che, her age had grown from thirteen to eighteen. More than a quarter of her life had been spent with only Yun Che by her side, and it would only increase...
But because it was a habit, it was often overlooked. Neither of them ever thought: if one day they were to part... what would it be like...
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"It's been a full half month." Mo Li looked at Yun Che's condition, muttering about yet another almost unbelievable breakthrough of his.
After enduring continuously for half a month, Yun Che's condition had become precarious. Just as Mo Li was about to block the spatial storm, suddenly, the entire space shook violently. A huge rumbling sound came from all directions and lasted for more than ten breaths. This anomaly made Mo Li frown. Just as she was about to release her aura to investigate what had happened to the Primordial Mystic Ark, the spatial storm began to calm down rapidly on its own. The ferociously ravaging spatial fissures disappeared, and the spatial distortion quickly turned into tiny ripples, which eventually vanished completely... Finally, even the sound of the spatial turbulence disappeared entirely.
Everything returned to complete calm. The spatial turbulence had vanished, without any warning for Yun Che and Mo Li.
And there was only one reason for the spatial turbulence to disappear...
That was that the Primordial Mystic Ark had stopped!
"Stopped? Why has it stopped?" Mo Li frowned. "Could it be that the place where the Primordial Mystic Ark stops is not just the Tian Xuan Continent?"
The spatial turbulence had completely disappeared... this time it was a complete disappearance, not a mere calming. This change gave Yun Che's exhausted spirit a slight shock, but he could not spare the attention to speak or probe his surroundings. Instead, he forcibly gathered his mind and began to use the Great Dao Pagoda Art to recover his injuries.
But without the spatial turbulence, the speed at which the Great Dao Pagoda Art absorbed the heaven and earth's energy dropped dozens of times. Although the speed of his injury recovery was still much faster than ordinary people, compared to the eighteen months within the spatial storm, it was extremely slow.
With no need to divert his mind to resist the spatial turbulence, Yun Che's heart completely settled. This feeling was like stepping from hell directly into a dreamlike paradise. Although his spirit was exhausted, his body weak and aching terribly, the sense of relaxation almost made him float. A full eighteen months... eighteen months of persistence in hell, and he had finally seen this bright and dazzling dawn!
Mo Li did not disturb him, nor did she go out to check. She descended, standing in front of Yun Che, observing his condition and constantly shifting her gaze to survey the surrounding walls, which were harder than celestial stone. Her watery eyes were devoid of emotion or ripple, and no one knew what she was thinking.
A full day passed, and the space remained in a static state, without any turbulence. When it had appeared in the Tian Xuan Continent, it had stayed for half a year. Who knew if this stillness would also last half a year.
Only, it was unknown where the Primordial Mystic Ark had stopped this time.
After a day, Yun Che remained seated on the ground. His injuries were about sixty to seventy percent healed, his breathing had steadied considerably, and his spirit should have mostly recovered. By now, it was about time to wake Yun Che.
Having slept for a day, Mo Li opened her eyes. She checked on Yun Che's condition and was about to wake him when a sudden change occurred on Yun Che's body.
The pale golden pagoda that had been slowly rotating above Yun Che's head suddenly began to spin rapidly. Even its color was clearly deepening... from pale gold gradually turning into a dazzling gold! Following that, these golden lights slowly descended, spreading over Yun Che's body, as if draping him in a hazy golden robe.
"Could it be..." A deep surprise flickered in Mo Li's starry eyes.