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A flower almost identical to the Flower of the Great Path floated above Fang Chen's head, emerging from the shattered void and appearing in the cave.
The shimmering white light illuminated the surroundings.
"Finally, I have brought you here," the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man sighed in relief, a smile appearing on his already translucent face.
The Flower of the Great Path represents an extraordinary Martial Arts Realm for martial artists. For them, it signifies recognition from this world, not only enhancing their fortune but also subtly improving their martial wisdom. Additionally, it can harness Heaven and Earth Power and is highly effective in resisting negative evil energies.
It can be said that a martial artist who has condensed the Flower of the Great Path is truly a favored child of heaven. These individuals are genuinely cherished by this realm. Perhaps because of this, when a martial artist falls and their life withers away, the Flower of the Great Path does not dissipate but mysteriously "disappears." No one knows where they go; it is only certain that these Flowers of the Great Path still exist within the universe.
Because of this, the previous White-Clad Middle-Aged Man could not guarantee that he could summon his own Flower of the Great Path from his lifetime.
However, regardless of anything else, it was clear that he had succeeded.
Without any hesitation, the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man quickly formed several hand seals and then pointed at Fang Chen.
"Go!"
He called out lightly. At his command, the Flower of the Great Path that had emerged from the void suddenly moved. Its petals unfurled, releasing a rich fragrance, and in an instant, this Flower of the Great Path appeared above Fang Chen's head.
The two Flowers of the Great Path gazed at each other.
"Scatter!"
At that moment, the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man shouted fiercely, abruptly changing his hand seals. The Flower of the Great Path hovering beside Fang Chen suddenly shot out a blinding white light. This light was far more dazzling than before. Moreover, at the moment when this excessively bright white light surged forth, a sense of destruction suddenly emanated from it.
A flash of pain crossed his face; however, the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man did not stop his hand seals. As the blinding white light rose, his Flower of the Great Path began to collapse! Fine cracks appeared at a visible speed.
Crack!
A light sound broke the silence of the cave. In that moment, the Flower of the Great Path, which could make countless martial artists envious, shattered completely, turning into sparkling fragments that flew in all directions, as if an invisible force was pulling them away to disappear from this place.
"Merge!"
As if anticipating this scene, at the instant the Flower of the Great Path shattered, the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man changed his hand seal once again. At the same time, he opened his mouth and expelled a stream of white mist.
The mist surged like a rushing river, instantly sweeping up the fragments of the Flower of the Great Path that were about to scatter in all directions. Then, with a violent action, it all surged toward the Flower of the Great Path hovering above Fang Chen's head.
"How much can be harvested depends on your Supreme Creation!" The White-Clad Middle-Aged Man fixed his gaze on everything, silently speaking to himself.
However, now that he had expelled a second breath of his life essence, this Divine Consciousness body was almost at its end. His already transparent body was now exceptionally ethereal, like a wisp of smoke that could dissipate into the world with just a breeze.
Almost simultaneously.
As all the sparkling fragments formed from the shattering of the Flower of the Great Path surged toward the flower hovering above Fang Chen's head, that previously still Flower of the Great Path suddenly began to rotate gently. Its translucent petals opened wide and spun as they wrapped around those sparkling fragments.
"Good, absorbed completely!" Seeing this scene, the nearly vanishing White-Clad Middle-Aged Man revealed a hint of joy on his extremely ethereal face.
He had sacrificed his own Divine Consciousness to first guide this Flower of the Great Path over, then shatter it, and finally assist Fang Chen in merging it. All this effort was to help Fang Chen's Flower of the Great Path grow, thereby significantly shortening the time needed for Fang Chen's own development.
After all, although the Flower of the Great Path had been condensed, it still required time to grow. Once matured, it would greatly enhance a martial artist's cultivation level and strength. It could be said that a martial artist possessing such a matured Flower of the Great Path would cultivate in one day what an ordinary martial artist would achieve in a month or even more.
However, growing the Flower of the Great Path was undoubtedly a laborious and time-consuming task. At this moment, it was clear that the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man, having shattered his own Flower of the Great Path, had succeeded. After enveloping those sparkling fragments with Fang Chen's Flower of the Great Path, its aura became noticeably richer, and the white radiance it emitted grew purer and gentler.
Everything was moving in a positive direction.
"Unfortunately, it is difficult to see him truly grow." A hint of loneliness flashed in the eyes of the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man. After all, he was a dead man; even without doing so, this Divine Consciousness could not last long. The script of death had long been written, and he had already seen through it.
However, at this moment, the appearance of Fang Chen made him feel an immense sense of regret. A Freak who could condense the Flower of the Great Path during the Alchemy Realm was a rare sight throughout history. Now that he had appeared before him, he would be unable to witness this extraordinary Freak reaching the pinnacle. He would not see its future supreme elegance.
This was undoubtedly a great pity.
"I seem to see hope in him."
The soft voice echoed in the cave, while the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man slowly dissipated into the world.
On the Blood Throne, Fang Chen, with his eyes slightly lowered, seemed to sense the departure of the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man as his fingers trembled lightly. However, he quickly returned to silence.
At that moment, hovering above Fang Chen's head, the Flower of the Great Path was absorbing crystal fragments and continuously growing when suddenly a dramatic change occurred. A jet-black light burst forth from Fang Chen's heavenly spirit and shot into the Flower of the Great Path. The originally pure white Flower of the Great Path instantly took on a hint of black. In just a breath's time, this black color occupied half of the entire Flower of the Great Path. Thus, Fang Chen's Flower of the Great Path became an unprecedented half-black and half-white.
The White-Clad Middle-Aged Man could not see this scene; if he had, he would have been utterly astonished. Every martial artist cultivates differently, with varying realms and strengths—there are too many differences. However, regardless of these variations, the condensed Flower of the Great Path always appeared in one form; any differences were merely slight variations due to different growth stages.
Yet no one had ever condensed a Flower of the Great Path that contained any black color, and this black was quite significant, occupying the entire right half of the Flower.
However, this astonishing scene that was destined to shock the world went unnoticed as the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man dissipated. Fang Chen remained immersed in his Heritage, with no one able to discover that the half-black and half-white Flower of the Great Path quietly hovered above his head, still slowly devouring surrounding crystal fragments and gradually growing as if nothing had changed.
But upon closer observation, one would notice that at this moment, this half-black and half-white Flower of the Great Path absorbed crystal fragments at a noticeably faster rate than when it was purely white.
...
In silence within the tranquil cave, warm white light illuminated all around. Fang Chen sat motionless on the Blood Throne; this scene seemed eternal.
Time flowed slowly by, and eventually—after an unknown duration—the figure sitting on the Blood Throne with lowered eyes suddenly moved slightly. Then he raised his head.
A bright light flickered in Fang Chen's eyes, then quickly faded, but the entire cave became much brighter because of it. A powerful aura flashed and vanished from Fang Chen's body.
"Thank you."
He quietly gazed in the direction where the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man had stood earlier, speaking softly to himself.
Although he had been immersed in the Heritage, it did not mean that Fang Chen was unaware of the outside world. On the contrary, he clearly saw everything that the White-Clad Middle-Aged Man had done for him during this time.
The man had accelerated his own demise, even to the point of completely vanishing without a trace, just to help Fang Chen nurture the Flower of the Great Path that he had just condensed. This was enough to make Fang Chen immensely grateful.
"If I do not perish, I will surely break through the heavens and shatter this cage, annihilating all mysterious beings that enslave the Spirit Realm Continent in my fists, avenging my predecessor," Fang Chen stated emphatically.
He understood that this precious Heritage given to him was perhaps also to prevent his hard-earned knowledge from being lost entirely in the world. Thus, sacrificing himself to bring forth the Flower of the Great Path to fulfill his potential was not merely a simple act of passing on Heritage.
Because if it were just about Heritage, there would be no need for such efforts. The White-Clad Middle-Aged Man's painstaking actions were largely driven by a sense of unwillingness—a kind of indignation felt by every warrior who knew the truth about the Spirit Realm Continent!
In his unwillingness, he also placed hope in himself and in every Heavenly Pride spirit with the potential to break through the heavens. He hoped they could one day shatter everything and crush anyone who dared to treat people from the Spirit Realm Continent as mere medicinal ingredients!
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