Chapter 435: The Holy King sets up a trap, and that’s what he wants!

“A moment in the mortal world, a thousand years in a dream!”

“With my current Soul strength, how many years can I endure in the dream Realm?”

After sitting in meditation and regulating his breathing, Li Xuanfeng began to review the contents of the 'Dream Soul Technique'.

This secret art Cultivates the Soul by entering dreams. Although the dream Realm is illusory, it is quite real. The stronger the Soul, the longer one can naturally experience time in the dream.

When the Soul Power is completely exhausted, one will automatically awaken from the dream, ending the Cultivation.

Then, it requires a long time to replenish the consumed Soul Power little by little. After complete recovery, the Soul Power will undergo a growth and transformation. Only then is a complete Cultivation of the 'Dream Soul Technique' considered finished.

Therefore, this process is generally quite lengthy.

“Overthinking is useless, let’s begin!”

Li Xuanfeng calmed his mind, cast the secret art with his Soul, and began to enter the dream.

In just an instant, his Soul aura began to rapidly decline, and his entire body became like a stone sculpture, sitting motionless.

Time passed silently, one day, two days, three days… Li Xuanfeng sat with his eyes closed, seemingly showing no signs of waking up.

Until the seventh day.

Li Xuanfeng's Soul was already as weak as a flickering candle in the wind, seemingly on the verge of completely scattering at any moment.

At a certain moment, the figure, which had been as still as a stone sculpture, finally slowly opened his eyes.

Li Xuanfeng's eyes revealed an indescribable weakness, exhaustion, and vicissitude. In a trance, images seemed to flash rapidly in his pupils—white clouds turning into grey dogs, seas turning into mulberry fields—the many changes and upheavals of the world unfolded before Li Xuanfeng's eyes.

“Three thousand years in a dream, how many days have passed in reality?”

Li Xuanfeng murmured to himself.

With a quick calculation, he knew that only seven days had passed in the real world.

He had spent three thousand years in the illusory dream Realm constructed by consuming Soul Power, experiencing worldly changes in different identities.

The dream Realm was very real, as if he had personally experienced it.

But upon waking, he could clearly distinguish between reality and the dream. Three thousand years of memories were compressed into the depths of his memory like an ordinary dream.

Li Xuanfeng's Soul experienced an unprecedented weakness; it seemed that any Divine Sense attack could make his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

“Secret arts with obvious effects indeed have serious flaws.”

Li Xuanfeng exhaled a turbid breath, as if this breath had been suppressed for three thousand years.

The 'Dream Soul Technique' is considered one of the top-tier secret arts in the world. In seven days, it had completely drained Li Xuanfeng. If he were to rely on his own slow recovery, it would take at least twenty to thirty years.

Roar!

The Azure Sea Blue Spirit Fire, the Yi Wood Green Spirit Fire, and the Heavenly Gang Wind Spirit Fire—three Innate spiritual fires that Li Xuanfeng had already refined—burned fiercely in his Sea of Consciousness space.

Li Xuanfeng began to perform the 'Soul Forging Technique'. As a secret art for Cultivating the Soul, in terms of preciousness and power, the 'Soul Forging Technique' was far inferior to the 'Dream Soul Technique'.

However, the two were an excellent combination, capable of quickly helping Li Xuanfeng overcome his weak period.

The three spiritual fires rotated around Li Xuanfeng's extremely illusory Soul body, releasing pure energy to nourish his Soul.

Li Xuanfeng's Soul was like a sapling in a long drought receiving sweet rain, greedily absorbing this power. His nearly exhausted Soul rapidly strengthened, and fatigue and weakness quickly receded from him.

One day, two days, three days… What would have originally taken four or five years to recover, could now be restored in a day with the help of the 'Soul Forging Technique'.

Immersed in the comfort brought by his Soul's recovery, eight days passed in the outside world in the blink of an eye.

At a certain moment, a powerful Soul Power surged forth, and Li Xuanfeng finally returned to his Peak state before his seclusion.

“It has begun.”

With a low murmur, the three thousand years of illusory dream memories suddenly erupted. Countless images shattered into particles, transforming into the purest Soul Power to nourish Li Xuanfeng.

His Soul, which had already returned to its Peak, began to rapidly strengthen at this moment.

In just a moment, Li Xuanfeng's Soul aura expanded by a factor of two, stopping only when it reached a saturated state where it could no longer improve.

“So strong!”

Li Xuanfeng suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint appearing.

The stronger the Soul, the greater the power one can control, the more precise the power one can wield, and the more acute one's premonition of danger.

Li Xuanfeng's current Soul had reached the limit of what he could enhance. To go further, he would only be able to achieve a leap in his life level after passing the Heavenly Tribulation and undergoing the Heavenly Dao's baptism.

“Both my Soul and Cultivation have reached Perfection—no, to be precise, they have reached saturation and can no longer progress.”

“Once the Chaos Golden Bone makes a Breakthrough to the fifth stage, I can summon the Heavenly Tribulation and instantly become a Saint!”

Li Xuanfeng thought to himself.

With his current strength, he was absolutely an invincible existence below the Saint King. However, he could not easily make a move; once he did and released two Perfection auras, the Heavenly Tribulation might descend instantly.

Now was not a good time for a Breakthrough.

“I'll temporarily not refine the Life-Nourishing Jade Spirit Fire and the Nine Heavens Thunder Spirit Fire. I'll refine the Star River Condensate first to let the Chaos Golden Bone make a Breakthrough!”

Li Xuanfeng rose from his seated position, his aura completely restrained, not leaking even a trace.

Once the Chaos Golden Bone made a Breakthrough to the fifth stage, he would no longer fear an Early Stage Saint King.

After passing the Heavenly Tribulation and becoming a Saint, an Early Stage Saint King would have to make way for him.

Without being distracted by refining Innate spiritual fires and focusing solely on refining the Star River Condensate, it would not take long for the Chaos Golden Bone to make a Breakthrough to the fifth stage.

“Let's set off for the Ancient Burial Star Domain!”

“The Saint King set a trap to lure me out, so I will grant your wish.”

After checking the color of his destiny and confirming that there were no issues, a confident smile appeared on Li Xuanfeng's lips, and his figure blurred and disappeared.

Tongtian Pagoda, top floor.

Anya's small figure sat properly on the meditation cushion. In the past few days, Leng Wuyan had condensed several spiritual power clones to hone her combat abilities.

The little girl looked adorable, but the power she unleashed was considerable. She would likely be unmatched among those of the same Realm.

Ever since Li Xuanfeng saved her during her darkest hour, Anya cherished her current life greatly.

She was very sensible and afraid of losing, so she Cultivated diligently.

When Leng Wuyan felt that the combat training was sufficient and it was time to rest, Anya actively requested to Cultivate, wanting to make a Breakthrough from the Spirit Aperture Realm to the Qi Cyclone Realm.

She felt that her Brother Xuanfeng was already so powerful yet still went into seclusion for Cultivation, so she could not be complacent. The half month Li Xuanfeng was in seclusion was her most strenuous half month.

If it weren't for Leng Wuyan's subtle hypnosis, Anya probably wouldn't have even prepared to sleep or rest.

She was still young and didn't quite understand Li Xuanfeng's terrifying strength. She always dreamed of one day catching up to Li Xuanfeng's footsteps, or even surpassing him. She wanted to become stronger, to protect the people important to her.

Leng Wuyan looked at Anya, who had closed her eyes and had a serious expression on her small face, and an unconscious smile appeared on her cold and beautiful face.

Anya's experience was somewhat similar to her own childhood, so she felt great sympathy for the little girl.

After a year of interaction, her feelings for Anya were no longer just simple sympathy but had evolved into considering her one of her closest family members.

Especially when she and Li Xuanfeng took Anya out to play, it felt like a couple raising a child.

“Still Cultivating so late? Is this little one that diligent?”

A familiar voice sounded in her ear. A hint of surprise appeared in Leng Wuyan's eyes. Just as she turned her head, she found Li Xuanfeng's large hand skillfully wrapping around her slender waist.