Bloodline Ascension

Meanwhile, outside the Dantian, Xia Wei who had his eyes closed and sat cross-legged suddenly started sweating all over his body. Purple light leaves could be seen strangely stacked and forming a circle around his body, not even a single leaf landed on his body.

The cold night wind blew past the leaves and wiped them out in an instant, revealing Xia Wei who was drenched with sweat and eyes closed. He suddenly opened his eyes wide with rough breathing and small puffs of mist which kept coming out of his mouth.

He raised both of his hands and looked at the changes on his body, ” Peak-stage of Nascent Soul?! ” With surprise and disbelief, Xia Wei then tried to use his Yinglong Soul outside of his body.

Like a cauldron, extracting the herbal essence and using heat from the fire as the main source to refine a pill, an orb the size of a palm slowly came out from his chest and hovered before him.

”This is my Yinglong soul? ” Xia Wei calmed his breath first before taking a close look at the hovering orb before him. As he looked closely at the orb, he found the orb was actually a small dragon who had curled up its body with its long tail, like a scared kitten.

Instead of a white image of a dragon, lacking details and only showing its form to manifest the abundant Qi, his soul looked like a real newborn dragon at first glance.

”Not exactly like my imagination when I read those cultivation novels, ” he continued and then tried to touch it with his fingers, but as he expected it just passed through as if this dragon had no physical form. ”Even though it looks like a real dragon, its still in the form of a soul. ”

After carefully observing the newborn dragon that was still in the same position for about five minutes, Xia Wei decided to test his Yinglong Origin soul to move and wander around. The moment Xia Wei tried to move the soul, the small-looking dragon suddenly spread its majestic claws and horns while looking at him with its head tilted.

Their gazes met and strangely Xia Wei felt that Yinglong Soul had the same temperament as him. ”Well, thats obvious because its part of my soul, ” as he commented, he wished it could fly and roam around the sky.

Hence, as he wished, the dragon started moving in air towards the sky and twisting the air with its body and as it kept ascending it pierced through the clouds. At that moment, Xia Wei felt something strange in his vision, there was a vision of his Yinglong Soul overlapping with his current vision, but that only lasted for a moment before he felt his focus suddenly split in half.

One focus was on the night sky and the gigantic moon above the clouds while the other was still watching the deserted square below the pine trees. He commanded the Yinglong soul to descend and looked at his situation. He was amused by how his main body just sat there looking out of focus as he gazed at the empty sky.

This technique is cool, but it comes with many disadvantages, as he thought inwardly, he commanded the Yinglong Soul to return to his body.

The Yinglong soul obediently descended from the sky and casually entered back into his body, passing through the physical body and resting in the sea of his Dantian. His body suddenly jolted, and the split focus merged back like normal.

”A middle-stage of Nascent Soul has the ability to wander their soul like before, but I instantly reached the Peak-Stage which means I can use the ability of Late-stage Nascent Soul, ” with a slight grin on his lips, he gazed into the surrounding area, trying to find one of animal that was still active at night.

His gaze pierced through the blanket of darkness, like a tiger that was searching for its prey, his slit dark magenta pupils began glowing in the dark, giving him a temporary night vision.

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On a higher ground in the Illusionary sect, in the area where the battle took place,

A fly slowly passed through the people who were cleaning the debris and blood on the floor. Its small wings managed to slip between gaps of the debris and found an entire head of a young child. The body was crushed by the rest of the debris and tears could be spotted in the eyes, showing an expression of regret before their death. It licked the blood with its long tiny tongue before taking off.

As the fly searched for more blood, it suddenly stopped moving and the surrounding blue Qi entered its body. It then started to jolt repeatedly like someone who was struck by a bolt of lightning before it crashed in a pool of blood.

The fly, barely standing with its four trembling legs, tried to move its wing in order to fly, yet it staggered and fell again, drenching its body with the bloody smell.

After some time, the fly finally managed to fly like usual, slowly moving between the debris and managing to get out. It then looked around before focusing on the Lower Area and chose to descend.

There was one large building with luxurious decorations of dragons , guarded by two muscular-looking disciples as their aura emitted the Peak-stage of Foundation Establishment. The fly easily entered through gaps of the front door and arrived at the vast hall wherein one person was sitting in the centre on a high chair, looking down at the other people in the hall who had cultivation above the Core Formation realm.