jdhmnovel Chapter 111 Everything is ready
Chapter 111 Everything is ready
In an instant, the entire space was illuminated by this powerful force, as if even the stars were trembling.
The oppressive force began to collapse and disintegrate under the impact of the power of the stars, and eventually turned into starlight and dissipated into the void.
Xinghan stood there, emitting a dazzling light, as if he was the only light in this chaos.
Deep in Xinghan’s consciousness, a warm and mysterious picture quietly unfolds.
Just like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, it penetrates the mist and illuminates every corner of the soul.
In the picture, a young boy is wearing a slightly loose robe and stepping on the soft green grass.
Although his steps were childish, his eyes sparkled with endless curiosity and desire for the world.
He followed closely a tall man with extraordinary temperament.
The man's figure seemed to be condensed from fragments of ancient stars, emitting a faint, reassuring glow.
The man's face was gentle and profound. Xinghan couldn't see clearly, but he could feel the special gaze in his eyes.
The deep gaze from that man, those eyes contained the oldest and wisest light in the universe.
It seems to be able to see into the essence and mystery of all things in the world.
“Thus shall the heavens and the earth be created, and all things in them be created.”
The man's voice was deep and magnetic, and every word seemed to come from ancient times, containing endless power and wisdom.
He gently raised his hand and tapped the air with his fingertips. Lights gathered and gradually outlined vivid pictures.
Mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, sun, moon, stars, birds and beasts... everything was born under his will, showing the harmonious coexistence of life and nature.
The little boy Xinghan opened his eyes wide, his face full of surprise and shock, as if he had witnessed the miracle of creation with his own eyes.
The man asked lovingly, "Child, have you learned it?"
When the little boy heard this, a hint of pride and arrogance flashed across his face.
He straightened his chest and answered in a childish but firm voice: "I have learned it, but where can I practice it?"
The little boy's eyes were shining with infinite longing for the future, as if he couldn't wait to apply what he had learned into practice and create his own miracle.
As the picture gradually faded, Xinghan's consciousness slowly returned to reality.
He closed his eyes, letting the warmth and strength linger in his heart for a long time. He felt an inexplicable intimacy and familiarity.
He knew that this memory might have nothing to do with him at all.
There's another possibility, isn't there?
The little boy looked so much like him that he almost thought it was his childhood memory.
But at the same time, he also vaguely felt that the tall man might be an important person in his life.
Is it his mentor, family, or closest friends?
Xinghan couldn't be sure, but what was certain was that he had left an indelible mark in his heart in some special way.
This memory is like the brightest star in the night sky, guiding the direction of Xinghan's progress.
Xinghan stood in the ancient memory faintly illuminated by the light of the stars, with unprecedented doubts and expectations surging in his heart.
There was a hint of uncertainty in his furrowed brows.
But mixed with this uncertainty is a hidden expectation for the long-dormant power in the body.
He could feel a warm and powerful force, as if a sleeping dragon was about to awaken.
It surged slowly in my chest and I gradually woke up.
As this power awakened, the air around it seemed to tremble.
Even the dust floating in the air danced gently under the fluctuation of this power.
Xinghan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and let his mind be closely connected with this power.
He could clearly sense that the originally chaotic spiritual power was now like a river that had found its home.
It flows smoothly in his body along the predetermined trajectory.
Trying to mobilize this spiritual power again, Xinghan felt as if his body was wrapped in a layer of light light.
Every movement became unusually smooth, as if he was no longer the mortal who had once been heavily bound, but a spiritual being who had mastered the mysteries of heaven and earth.
He jumped lightly, and his body drew a graceful arc in the air before landing steadily without any sluggishness or heaviness.
The oppressive feeling that once made him feel suffocated was now dispelled by the sunlight like morning mist, leaving no trace.
The tense atmosphere of the confrontation also dissipated, replaced by the confidence and composure emanating from Xinghan.
The protective shield in front of him became even more indestructible with the nourishment of spiritual power.
It flashes with dazzling light, as if it can withstand all storms and invasions in the world.
The overwhelming force became docile and obedient under Xinghan's control.
He seemed to have become the master of this world, able to mobilize this power at will and launch a desperate counterattack.
However, behind this power, Xinghan couldn't help feeling a little worried.
He clearly remembered that the last time he used this power, he almost exhausted all his physical strength and collapsed to the ground, unable to recover for a long time.
Therefore, he had to carefully consider the consequences before preparing to go all out.
He calmed himself down, then slowly opened his eyes, his gaze flashing with determination and resolve.
"Very good, now everything is ready except for the east wind..." Xinghan felt an unprecedented sense of confidence and excitement in his heart.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and let his mind sink into the ocean of spiritual power.
This time, he no longer simply sensed the existence of spiritual power, but tried to understand and control it in depth.
"Very good, it turns out that I can become a real big shot."
As his mind moved, spiritual power seemed to be given life and flowed happily in his body.
Every cell is bathed in this warm and powerful force.
He was surprised to find that compared to last time, his spiritual power was not only more abundant this time.
And it seemed even more active, as if there was an endless source that constantly provided him with strength.
"Although my spiritual power has indeed improved, it doesn't mean that I have an adequate supply."
Xinghan felt that the flow of spiritual power was as smooth as water, and he already had some confidence in his heart.
However, even so, Xinghan did not dare to act rashly in the face of such a powerful opponent.
He didn't want to restart his life at random.
In order to verify his guess, Xinghan decided to make a bolder attempt.
He concentrated his mind and focused his thoughts on his fingertips, trying to mobilize a large amount of spiritual power to gather there.
His fingertips gradually glowed with strong fluorescence, which was a sign of the condensation of spiritual power. "Oh my God, this is not only spiritual power, but also... Such strong spiritual power... I can't believe that one day I will be so powerful!"