“Not going to try one more time?”

Lin Moyu could actually still use Rebirth.

After Rebirth, everything would start over, and although his power could be restored, Lin Moyu wasn't sure if the luck he had temporarily increased this time would also be washed away.

Luck was a hard thing to pin down.

The luck increased this time was quite different from the luck bestowed by Mist using the Great Dao of Luck.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Moyu made a decision. "Then I'll try one more time!"

With a thought, the Luck Explosion Technique was activated with a roar.

His original luck value had already reached 100, which was the limit after repeatedly using the Luck Explosion Technique.

The luck value had remained at 100 for a long time, and Lin Moyu finally decided to try and push it with the Luck Explosion Technique. If it succeeded, that would naturally be best.

If it didn't, he would just leave and not linger.

The Dragon of Luck roared and vibrated incessantly, even more intensely than before.

Lin Moyu's perception of his own luck became increasingly clear, indicating that his luck was gradually strengthening.

A realization dawned on Lin Moyu. "My luck value has peaked, but my actual luck has not."

"If I can push the luck forward, perhaps it can conversely push the luck value."

"And pushing the luck value can likewise boost the luck."

"The two complement each other and rely on one another."

With this thought in mind, Lin Moyu flicked a drop of ancestral water onto himself, and the massive Power of Belief also burned fiercely.

It was the first time he had used both ancestral water and the Power of Belief for the Luck Explosion Technique.

The Luck Explosion Technique pushed luck values, not luck itself.

Although the two were critically linked, it was like comparing a river to an ocean.

Using luck to push luck values was logical and very easy.

Conversely, using luck values to push luck was like a small horse pulling a large cart; it was incredibly difficult.

But Lin Moyu had no other choice. He couldn't influence his luck directly, so he could only use the Luck Explosion Technique to try his best to boost his luck value, thereby influencing his luck. Whether it would succeed or not, he didn't know.

Lin Moyu did not ask for Mist's help. Although it was simple for Mist to boost his luck and the effects were good, that kind of boost was only temporary.

Even if he could break through the limits with Mist's help, he wouldn't be able to tell if it was a true breakthrough or just a false one.

If it were false, he would eventually revert to his original state, and Lin Moyu did not want that.

Unless he reached a critical juncture where he absolutely needed a massive boost in luck, he would let Mist intervene.

The Luck Explosion Technique exploded completely. The dual support of ancestral water and the Power of Belief pushed the effect of the Luck Explosion Technique to its limit.

It was likely that no one had ever used this method to activate the Luck Explosion Technique before.

Lin Moyu only felt a deafening roar in his Soul World, and the incessant dragon roars came to an abrupt halt.

The Dragon of Luck had collapsed.

The Soul World vibrated even more violently. Infinite power surged from the Soul Void, crushing toward the Soul World.

These forces ignored the obstacles of the Soul World, rushed in with a boom, and landed on his soul body.

The invisible force made the soul body feel extremely uncomfortable.

Lin Moyu was terrified and shocked. "This is the power of luck!"

It was the first time Lin Moyu had truly felt the existence of the power of luck.

Anyone above the Heavenly Venerable level basically knew of the existence of the power of luck and knew that the Great Dao of Luck existed in this world.

However, luck was too ethereal and intangible, impossible to touch or truly feel.

Only some existences with extremely high realms might possibly touch a trace of the power of luck.

Even if they touched it, it remained vague and blurry.

Very few people could truly feel the power of luck like Lin Moyu.

Feeling the power of luck was a good thing, but it was also not a good thing.

If one could withstand it, it was a good thing.

If one couldn't withstand it, the backlash of luck would be a terrible thing, potentially costing one's life.

At this moment, no cultivation realm was of any use; what mattered was how tough one's life was and whether one could withstand it.

Lin Moyu's heart was as clear as a mirror; the moment the power of luck arrived, he already knew the whole situation.

At this moment, no technique, secret art, or World Tree was of any use.

Perhaps there were very, very few things in this world that could help at this moment.

The power of luck struck like a storm, landing on his soul, and his soul immediately felt waves of sharp pain.

The pain from the soul was unbearable for ordinary people.

But he had to endure it now; once he gave up, the result would be death and dissipation.

Lin Moyu trembled all over. He could feel his soul being corroded by the power of luck.

The extremely dense power of luck was like a potent poison corroding his soul.

The earthy yellow glow that the soul gem bestowed upon his soul could resist all kinds of soul attacks, but it was useless against the power of luck.

Everything reverses when it reaches an extreme, and the power of luck was no different.

If the power of luck was too vast and one could not withstand it, it was poison.

"This won't work; if this continues, my soul will collapse."

"Although I won't die and can use Rebirth to resurrect, this attempt will truly be a failure."

"There must be a way. Since the God-Slaughtering Sect set it up this way, it definitely won't be a dead end; there must be a way."

"It's not a question of realm; in that era, there must have been something that could help the soul withstand luck."

Lin Moyu watched helplessly as his soul gradually withered, but his thoughts became clearer than ever before.

His thoughts were like lightning, and various methods surged into Lin Moyu's mind.

Finally, Lin Moyu thought of a method.

His soul raised the scepter of calamity, and a massive amount of soul power rushed desperately into the balance gem on the scepter of calamity.

The balance gem was the third gem he had found. Because of it, Little Three had been trapped for many years, but it was also because of it that the powers of the two origin spirit veins in the Boundary Land had actually achieved balance.

If he could activate it, perhaps a balance could be struck between his soul and the power of luck.

However, it was just as aloof as the other two gems; after obtaining it, it had never played any role.

Lin Moyu had tried many methods in the past, but he couldn't communicate with it or activate it.

Besides using the scepter of calamity to smash people, only the soul gem had occasionally moved twice.

That was already giving him enough face; the elemental gem ignored him entirely.

Now he had no choice. Rather than waiting for his soul to be completely corroded by the power of luck, he might as well treat a dead horse as a living one and see if he could make the balance gem move.

"Move quickly, if you don't move, I'm going to die!"

Lin Moyu's soul shouted, one cry after another.

The World Tree behind the soul body was vibrating, but it seemed it couldn't do anything either; this was its domain.

The World Tree could only replenish Lin Moyu's soul power, hoping to let Lin Moyu's soul persist for a little longer.

No matter how Lin Moyu shouted, the balance gem remained motionless.

Lin Moyu even felt a sense of disdain from the balance gem; it looked down on him.

Seeing that his soul could barely hold on and he couldn't use Rebirth, Lin Moyu conceived another plan. A spirit flower fell upon command, wrapping around him.

The spirit flower began to heal his soul; on one side was the corrosion of the power of luck, and on the other was the healing of the spirit flower.

However, the speed of healing seemed to be slower than the speed of corrosion.

Moreover, while the spirit flower was healing the soul, it also had to withstand the impact of the power of luck. It was also collapsing, and its effectiveness was greatly reduced.

One spirit flower only lasted less than a minute before exhausting all its power.

Lin Moyu's soul recovered slightly, but it only bought him a few more minutes.

With a thought, Lin Moyu let a second spirit flower fall. This time, before the spirit flower could even land on his soul, the power of luck had already blasted it away.

As expected before, external forces, unless they were of a sufficiently high level, were hard to help him.

Now, there seemed to be only two paths left before Lin Moyu.

One was to continue enduring the impact of the power of luck and see if he could hold on until the end. If he couldn't hold on, his soul would collapse, and he would wait for Rebirth to take effect; this luck sublimation would also end in failure.

The second was for Lin Moyu to give up on the luck sublimation and actively choose to fail the sublimation.

Both paths were paths of failure, and neither was what Lin Moyu wished for.

"I must, I must find a third path!"

"The balance gem refuses to move, but what about the soul gem?"

Lin Moyu gritted his teeth and rushed toward the soul gem.

The soul gem had at least moved before; perhaps there was a chance this time.

The soul gem could protect the soul, so perhaps it would be useful. Using his soul power to impact the soul gem, Lin Moyu tried to wake it up.

But it was just like the balance gem, high and mighty, completely motionless.

Lin Moyu felt that disdain again, as if the soul gem was also telling him that he was wrong.

"Wrong… where did I go wrong?"

The situation was getting worse and worse, and suddenly, Lin Moyu thought of something.

"I was wrong, truly wrong."

"The scepter of calamity cannot help me get through this; the thing that can truly help me get through this is it!"

He sent a consciousness toward the World Tree: "Bring it over!"

A branch of the World Tree flew out abruptly and rolled the motionless shenzhou cauldron over.

The shenzhou cauldron landed with a boom beside his soul, and without a second thought, Lin Moyu dove straight inside.

The shenzhou cauldron was filled with divine light, and golden Divine Power rippled like waves.

As soon as Lin Moyu entered the shenzhou cauldron, he was enveloped by golden light; he had only entered a little bit, and most of his soul was still exposed outside.

The golden light inside the shenzhou cauldron formed a barrier, seemingly unwelcoming to Lin Moyu.

However, his soul revealed a look of joy.

Under the shroud of golden light, the luck seemed to be suppressed and could no longer corrode his soul; the collapse of his soul stopped on the spot.

The power of luck arrived in its wake, but at this moment, the shenzhou cauldron erupted with powerful golden light.

The power of luck, which had been as aggressive as a tiger, instantly became like a gentle and lovely kitten, obedient and honest.

The power of luck still landed on Lin Moyu's soul, but after being washed by the golden light, it had lost its previous power and began to fuse with his soul.

His soul now began to recover rapidly, continuously receiving the power of luck.

Lin Moyu let out a long sigh of relief; he knew he had passed this hurdle.

Once the luck and his soul were completely fused, his luck would sublimate. As for to what extent it could sublimate, he didn't know.

"Sure enough, I cannot rely on the scepter of calamity to solve this problem."

"It's not that it won't move, but that it's useless if it does."

"The shenzhou cauldron is the key to solving the problem. The shenzhou cauldron once suppressed the Nine Provinces, which also included countless origin spirit veins."

"If the origin spirit veins can suppress luck, then the shenzhou cauldron naturally can too."

"I should have thought of this earlier; I am truly foolish!"

Chapter 2801: Soul Sublimation, Dao Venerable 3rd Realm.

The shenzhou cauldron, which hadn't moved for countless years, settled the chaos in an instant at this moment.

Lin Moyu secretly laughed at himself for possessing a treasure vault without knowing it; the shenzhou cauldron once could suppress all origin spirit veins in the Nine Provinces, so suppressing mere luck now was naturally no problem.

Under the influence of the shenzhou cauldron, the luck became gentle and obedient, quickly fusing into his soul.

His soul recovered rapidly; the part that had been corroded just a moment ago had already returned to its original state, without even needing to use the Power of Life for healing.

His soul felt ethereal and transcendent, a stark contrast to the previous pain; they were two complete extremes.

The miraculous nature of the shenzhou cauldron was thus revealed before Lin Moyu, without any flashy or fancy stuff.

Lin Moyu, however, frowned tightly at this moment.

The miraculous nature of the shenzhou cauldron once again made him feel the unusual nature of his Small World.

The scepter of calamity and the shenzhou cauldron he had obtained in the Small World—the scepter of calamity was a treasure that even the spirit of the River of Time would fear, which showed how high its level was.