When he ate the sweetness, Ling Yun suppressed the excitement in his heart. He circulated the Soul Tempering Arts he acquired from his previous life, the Thousand Hammer Soul Refining Arts and the Heaven Swallowing Spirit Art, and when he refined his soul, a small whirlpool appeared between his eyebrows. As it rotated, strands of strange Qi were sucked into the whirlpool.
Thousand Hammer Soul Refining Technique was a very easy to cultivate Soul Refining Technique. Once it was activated, there would be millions of soul hammers hammering spiritual body, just like when artificers refined spirit weapon.
Soul forging techniques weren't like martial skills. They didn't require cultivation to be able to be easily circulate, because soul forging techniques were a type of imprint.
For example, when the Thousand Hammer Soul Refining Technique circulated its mental cultivation method, countless soul hammers would appear within the spiritual space.
Although they did not need to cultivate, not many people could endure the pain. Even with a strong body, it would be hard to withstand the attacks of a million hammers, not to mention the weak spiritual body s.
In order to stop using the skill, one must have great willpower and be able to endure the inhuman pain.
Step by step, he firmly walked forward. Because his Spirit power had reached the fourth step and far surpassed his body, he walked three hundred meters. The price was that his Spirit power had dropped back to the peak of the third step.
Although his realm had fallen, the spiritual body had become more and more corporeal. When his spirit energy was condensed, the ripples that it emitted were even more powerful, and previously, the previous rank 4 Mental Energy was like a flower in the water, the pavilion in the sky was unstable, but now, it had become deeply rooted, and its foundation was solid and incomparable to before.
As the saying goes, what is concentrated is the essence.
Between his brows, there was a bizarre whirlpool. As it spun and absorbed that strange aura, strands of black smoke floated out. That was yin energy, brought along by the soul.
The body belonged to the yang and the soul belonged to the yin, so the soul could only stay in the spiritual space and rely on the body as the shell to protect it.
Otherwise, once the body was exposed to the outside world, it would quickly dissipate. Perhaps, it could not see the light and could only hide in the darkness where the Miasma was dense, like in the cemetery.
However, as his cultivation increases, his soul will also become stronger. Even without the Soul Forging Arts, when he reaches the Martial King Realm, he can absorb the Yang energy from the outside world into the spiritual space to refine.
When the spiritual body reaches Stage Six, all the Yin Qi will have been exhausted and the spiritual body will transform into a Pure Yang Body. Even if the spiritual body does not have a body, it will still be able to live on in this world.
At this time, Ling Yun was sitting cross-legged on the road that was emitting a misty purple halo, silently channeling the two sets of Soul Tempering Arts.
The current him was doing something that carried great risk, but if he succeeded, his combat effectiveness would explode, and his life force would be greatly increased — condensing divine will!
He had already taken the first step in the cultivation of the spiritual body — condensing the consciousness and mind energy of the spiritual space into a spiritual body.
To condense spiritual will, was usually something that one would do only when their cultivation had reached the Martial King. After all, there was a huge risk involved, and if one was not careful, the spiritual body that was condensed with great difficulty would collapse and be fatally injured!
Only when one's cultivation reached the Martial King would the cracks between the spiritual space and the outside world become even wider, allowing them to mobilize spirit energy to help and suppress the spiritual force that might riot.
Some warriors were worried that the spiritual body would be injured and didn't dare to condense their spiritual will for the rest of their lives. There was no lack of Martial Emperor Martial Sovereign among them.
As for Martial Saint, even if one did not condense the will of the mind previously, it would still appear by itself when one breaks through in cultivation.