Chapter 81

Hearing Xun Yi continuously spitting blood and his body convulsing, Qinglong's expression changed, realizing Sun Jian's intention and hurriedly warned Xun Yi, "Be careful, he's going to use the heart's rejection force against you."

Xun Yi sneered, ignoring the violent beating of his heart, and slowly suppressed the consciousness of the battle soul to take control of his body. With his strong will to survive and divine nature, he was gradually reclaiming his body.

Moreover, the light of the stars in the sky fell, providing protection from his own star. The green wood divine light of the planet Suixing bestowed vitality, even nourishing Qinglong.

"From a young age, I have had the heart of a sage, with seven apertures, so why should I fear you?" Xun Yi was indifferent, and instead, under the violent beating of this heart, he revived the instinctive memory of this body.

Since childhood, Xun Yi, due to his sage's heart, had a different heartbeat and blood flow compared to others. Sun Jian's rapid heartbeat made him recall his childhood physical condition.

Indeed, ordinary people find it hard to adapt to a divine heart that appears out of nowhere. But what if one has adapted to it since childhood?

The fresh heart provided a continuous source of power, and Xun Yi's face flushed with a sickly red. Leaning back, he fell to the ground and sighed, "Although it's not as good as my seven-aperture heart, it should still be usable." This high-quality heart was more suitable for his body. The previous heart fragment merely maintained the operation of his life force and could not awaken its potential.

However, the battle soul was too stubborn, and even the combined efforts of him and Qinglong could not suppress it. Taking the holy spirit stone at hand, Xun Yi stared at it, then suddenly opened his mouth and bit down hard on the holy spirit stone.

"Heavenly Dao Sword Spirit," Xun Yi muttered, attaching the sword spirit to his front teeth, and the sword spirit struck the holy spirit stone.

"Damn," Qinglong and Sun Jian were both stunned. The holy spirit stone was no ordinary thing; it was imbued with powerful divine spells, and even his divine power could not break it.

"Wait," they instantly reacted. Qinglong immediately fled from Xun Yi's side and hid under the divine throne. Sun Jian, having compressed all his strength into his heart, could not move even if he wanted to.

"Damn, he's going to use the divine power to counterattack."

Qinglong caught a glimpse of the five-colored light slowly emerging from the holy spirit stone. The light contained the power of life and earth, noble and profound. A woman with a human body and a snake tail appeared, singing.

"Although it's a defensive divine spell of the Xi clan, it will counterattack when attacked," Qinglong felt the divine power in the light, and his dragon soul was almost wiped out in this sea of five-colored light.

Xun Yi and Sun Jian were even worse off. As the targets of the holy spirit stone's attack, their consciousnesses were immediately swallowed by the light. The melodious singing echoed, and not only they but the entire city hall was enveloped in the Xi clan's domain.

The domain slowly expanded, suppressing Yang Xuan and others fighting in the forbidden area behind, as well as the literary judge Bai Fu in front of the hall.

The faces of the several priests of the Earth Mother Temple changed drastically, "Is the Xi clan a descendant of Houwa?" They did not dare to be careless and used the Earth Mother's talismans to tear through space and escape.

This vast divine power spread, and Xun Yi and Sun Jian were the first to bear the brunt.

Compared to Sun Jian using the battle soul to resist, Xun Yi, with his divine nature, immediately hid in the Heavenly Dao world.

Looking at the world of laws evolved by the Heavenly Dao wheel, a red gear appeared on his chest, and Xun Yi seemed to grasp something.

What is the divine path?

Establish the divine heart, set the divine path, and ultimately control the path and laws—this is what a deity is.

Some say that deities are the result of the aggregation of incense and faith, with belief forming the deity.

"If the faith of others can deify, what about my own faith?" Xun Yi recalled what Aunt Xue told him not long ago.

"There are two types of spiritual cultivation: one is self-cultivation, and the other is the combination of external faith."

"Then, what if I combine my own faith? What would happen?" The divine spirit floated, gazing at the boundless Heavenly Dao world.

The fates of countless beings were manifested in the Heavenly Dao path, perhaps his own fate was also controlled by a deity. Maybe, he needed to pray to a deity for help.

The thought flashed, but Xun Yi immediately dismissed it.

"Why pray to a deity, for I am my own deity." With firm will, the gear on his chest vibrated, and the divine nature stimulated, forming Xun Yi's divine role.

"Deity of Fate, but if one cannot control their own fate, how can they control the fate of others?" The divine light condensed around him, merging with the gear to form another Xun Yi.

Some say that the more self-centered one is, the closer they are to being a deity. This kind of deity comes from the mind itself, omnipresent and omnipotent, the highest manifestation of oneself, the highest faith, and the most perfect self.

Closing his eyes, a spiritual light appeared on his forehead, the innate spiritual light unique to living beings. Not just humans, even deities are born from this light. The difference is like that between a drop of water and the ocean.

Some say that the life of a living being is a transformation from a deity to a human. So in childhood, some can see ghosts and deities, but as they grow older, they lose this ability. In the womb, every fetus can swim, but as they grow, the innate abilities from the womb are lost.

From the innate to the acquired, from the divine to the mortal. Thus, spiritual cultivation emerged, to transform and hone oneself, to return to the innate state.

When the spiritual light deep in Xun Yi's consciousness emerged and began to merge with his divine nature, the divine self slowly took shape. This was his divine soul, the other self that controlled his fate.

The five-colored light enveloped the divine soul, making its features indistinct.

The deity of fate, before controlling the fate of others, must first control one's own fate. In the boundless Heavenly Dao world, a thread of fate floated into the hands of the divine being.

This thread represented Xun Yi's own fate. On it, one could see Xun Yi's experiences from childhood to adulthood, but the part before the age of eight was still somewhat blurry.

With the thread of fate in hand, the divine soul and his own soul merged, and Xun Yi could easily feel the changes in himself.

"An innate divine soul?" Having seen the true form of the Wenchang Emperor, Xun Yi vaguely understood what he had grasped.

This was the ticket to becoming an innate deity, a bit of spiritual light and divine nature fused, and with gradual transformation of the divine soul, he could directly enter the seventh level of the Qingxu Taowei Heaven.

The unity of the divine self is the greatest threshold for an innate deity.

The divine soul returned to the body, transforming from a deity back to a human. Xun Yi opened his eyes, still in the city hall. Not far away, Sun Jian's corpse lay, just a skin, all his essence and blood absorbed by Xun Yi, hidden and latent in his new heart.

As for Sun Jian's battle soul, it was suppressed by the holy spirit stone's light and disappeared without a trace.

"So, did I win?" Staggering to his feet, he held the city hall seal and placed it on the divine throne, summoning the deities to the city hall. After doing all this, Xun Yi fell into a deep sleep, exhausted from the day's events.

"Being alive is truly wonderful."

After a deep sleep, a shadow brought Aunt Xue to Xun Yi's side.

"Fortunately, if not for you, I would have been suppressed by the holy spirit stone's power." Seeing Xun Yi unharmed, Aunt Xue sighed in relief and saw the dragon soul under the divine throne. She cast a spell to send the dragon soul to Xun Yi, turning it into a tattoo: "I wonder where the young master found this thing; it looks like the soul of a celestial dragon."

A man in black held a lamp, neutralizing the holy spirit stone's light, and examined the dragon soul, then saw the holy spirit stone in Xun Yi's hand.

The man seemed somewhat helpless, "Scared me to death, I thought he had fused with the holy spirit stone."

"What do we do now?" Aunt Xue looked at the man beside her, "Now that the holy spirit stone is out of his body, are you going to take it directly?"

The man was silent, seemingly making a decision.

Looking at Xun Yi's small face, rosy and breathing steadily, the man in black felt moved. Having accompanied Xun Yi for years, it was rare to see him sleep so peacefully.

"At least I don't have to worry about him dying in his sleep." The man sighed, lightly tapping the holy spirit stone and placing it back. "Forget it, the clan hasn't demanded it yet, so let's leave it for now." Feeling someone else approaching, the man in black vanished, "The rest is up to you."

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