Extreme Spirit Chaos Technique

"The God-Nashing Technique?"

Mu Chen and Feng Shanshan were both taken aback. The Soul Condensing Mirror Spirit chuckled. "That’s right, the God-Nashing Technique. This is the most precious thing my master left behind. If the Forest of Myriad Manifestations is the cultivation method he bequeathed, then the God-Nashing Technique is his refinement method. The Forest of Myriad Manifestations allows Spiritual Power to be tempered and enhanced through an alternative method, similar to cultivation in the Martial Artist Realm. However, this enhancement is indiscriminate. The Spiritual Power gained is impure and unrefined, making it difficult to unleash the true might of one’s Spirit Realm. This is the flaw of the Senluo Secret Technique. The God-Nashing Technique, on the other hand, can purify this enhanced Spiritual Power. Just like a Martial Artist’s Primordial Power, Spiritual Power also has a purity level. Through this tempering of purity, the Seal obscuring your True Realm of Spirit will gradually shatter. That is why it compensates for the flaw in the Forest of Myriad Manifestations. What’s more, it’s also the method to break the first of the four soul Seals!"

"However... before you begin, you must be mentally prepared. The pain of cultivating the God-Nashing Technique is not something an ordinary person can endure. If you’re afraid of pain, then forget it. This kind of Secret Technique was never meant for just anyone to cultivate." The Soul Condensing Mirror Spirit glanced at Mu Chen with a look of disdain. "Especially you. You’re so scrawny and look like a gust of wind could blow you over. Don’t go passing out from the pain the second you start."

Hearing this, Mu Chen wasn’t angered in the slightest. Instead, his interest was piqued. "Oh? In that case, I really must experience the horrors of this God-Nashing Technique for myself. Otherwise, wouldn’t I be letting the Mirror Spirit look down on me?"

Feng Shanshan nodded. "Exactly! Mirror Spirit, you shouldn’t underestimate us."

The Soul Condensing Mirror Spirit gave a wry smile. "Is that so? Then I’d like to see if you really have what it takes to back up that confidence. Since you’ve chosen to cultivate it, I might as well tell you the principles behind the God-Nashing Technique. Before you begin, you must first refine and compress your current Spirit Realm limitlessly, until it can’t be compressed any further. Only then can you begin the simultaneous Cultivation of the Forest of Myriad Manifestations and the God-Nashing Technique."

At this point, Mu Chen’s brow suddenly furrowed, and he said worriedly, "Mirror Spirit, as much as we’d like to start cultivating now, we can only stay in this Independent Space for ten days. After ten days, the Outer Realm will enter a period of turbulent spatial upheaval. If we don’t get out within ten days, our next chance won’t be for another twenty years."

Feng Shanshan was also startled by this realization and nodded hastily. "Mu Chen is right. In that case, it seems we won’t be able to attempt simultaneous Cultivation."

The Soul Condensing Mirror Spirit paused, slightly taken aback. "There’s such a thing? I remember the space here being very stable thirty thousand years ago. Don’t tell me those little brats from the Ninghun Family have been messing things up in here for the past thirty thousand years?"

"Of course not." Feng Shanshan gave a bitter smile. "A lot has happened in the last thirty thousand years, Mirror Spirit. You don’t know the full story. But I can tell you about it slowly in the future. For now, let’s just focus on understanding the principles of the God-Nashing Technique."

The Soul Condensing Mirror Spirit frowned. He could faintly see a trace of melancholy in Feng Shanshan’s expression. Though he didn’t know what it was about, he guessed it was related to the current situation of the Ninghun Family. The Soul Condensing Mirror Spirit nodded and said, "Actually, you don’t need to worry too much. The ten days you’re talking about, that’s relative to the Outer Realm, correct?"

Mu Chen nodded in affirmation. The Soul Condensing Mirror Spirit smiled slightly. "Then there’s no need to worry. This space is quite peculiar; it’s an Independent Space within an Independent Space. Time naturally flows much slower here than in the Outer Realm. By a rough calculation, one day outside is equivalent to three days in here. In other words, you’ll have a month to cultivate the God-Nashing Technique! One whole month... Hmm... If your willpower is strong enough, you might just be able to refine and compress your current Spirit Realm to a point approaching the True Realm. As for what comes after, we have plenty of time for that."

Feng Shanshan and Mu Chen looked at each other and smiled. It seemed they were about to be the first to take the plunge...

"The God-Nashing Technique. As its name implies, it’s a Magic Formula for nashing the Spirit!" the Soul Condensing Mirror Spirit stated calmly.

"However, it’s simple to explain but terrifying to execute. Spiritual Power is, in essence, a person’s Soul Power. To nash the Spirit is, in fact, to nash the soul. The levels of pain a person can experience, from lightest to most severe, are generally: skin, flesh, bone, marrow, and soul. The pain from the first four can be endured with willpower, but the pain of the soul... soul-tearing pain is fundamentally unbearable. Ahem... I’ve digressed. Let’s get back to the principle."

Realizing he’d gotten sidetracked, the Soul Condensing Mirror Spirit cleared his throat twice and continued, "According to my master, if a person’s Spiritual Power is not pure enough, their soul will be ethereal. Conversely, if their Spiritual Power is extremely pure, their soul will be incredibly solid. But from what I can see, no one on the entire continent has sufficiently pure Soul Power, which is why the God-Nashing Technique is necessary. To change the purity of your Spiritual Power postnatally, you must temper your soul. While cultivating the God-Nashing Technique, your soul will be torn and nashed by your own consciousness. During this process, you must guard your Spirit Platform and keep it lucid at all times. In other words, no matter how excruciating the pain, you cannot pass out. If you do, the consequence is a massive loss of Spiritual Power, which would require a very long time to recover—unless you have an ultimate treasure that can nourish Spiritual Power."

Upon hearing about an ultimate treasure that could nourish Spiritual Power, Mu Chen subconsciously thought of the Spirit Nourishing Couch that Qin Shang had given him. He had no desire to get an opportunity to use it, however. After all, no one wants to fail.

"What if we can’t bear the pain?" Feng Shanshan was more worried about this outcome, so she asked for a solution first.

The Soul Condensing Mirror Spirit chuckled. "What to do? Stop circulating the technique, of course. Let me give you an analogy: the God-Nashing Technique is a hammer, and your soul is a whole eggshell. Once you activate the God-Nashing Technique, the hammer will start striking the eggshell. The more it strikes and the longer it takes, the finer the pieces of the shattered shell will be. During this hammering process, your soul will begin to constantly compress and merge, eventually becoming purer and purer. But, as I just said, the longer the soul is tempered and the finer the fragments, the greater the pain you will endure—and this pain increases exponentially! If you can’t take it, well, then just stop hammering."

Feng Shanshan blushed. "That makes sense."

Mu Chen frowned in thought for a moment before asking, "Mirror Spirit, based on what you’ve said, will the duration of the first tempering session affect future Cultivation?"

The Soul Condensing Mirror Spirit smiled. "You’re a clever one, little guy. Of course it will. It won’t just have an effect; the effect will be enormous. This is true in any field: the first time is the foundation. The more stable the foundation, the more solid your future Cultivation will be, and the higher the realm you can reach. Therefore, I suggest you endure the first nashing and tempering for as long as you possibly can. Unless you truly can’t bear it anymore, push your willpower to its absolute limit."

A blazing fighting spirit instantly ignited in the eyes of Mu Chen and Feng Shanshan. This was a battle against themselves!

The Soul Condensing Mirror Spirit naturally noticed their expressions. Nodding to himself, he stretched out his hands, condensed a ball of white light, and touched it to Mu Chen’s and Feng Shanshan’s foreheads. In a flash of light, a stream of abstruse text appeared in their minds.

The Soul Condensing Mirror Spirit retracted his hands. "I have now directly inscribed the cultivation method for the God-Nashing Technique into your minds. Organize the information first, then you can try to begin. With me here, I guarantee not even a mosquito will be able to disturb you. As for you two, don’t give up before a mosquito even has time to show up."

Mu Chen’s expression was calm. He sat down cross-legged on the spot and quickly entered a state of Meditation. In his mind, the newly acquired information rapidly sorted itself out. Mu Chen had received information this way countless times before; he was already well-versed in the process.

’The God-Nashing Mantra begins with the stirring of intent. As intent moves, the soul shall split...’

Under Mu Chen’s powerful integration ability, the originally abstruse Mantra was quickly converted into simple, easy-to-understand language. This made Mu Chen once again marvel at the benefits of all the reading he had done.

’The Mantra is clear now. Time to begin.’

With that thought, Mu Chen’s consciousness stirred. His vision went black, and then his entire awareness entered his Sea of Souls. An illusory figure that looked exactly like Mu Chen floated in the center of the Sea of Souls. There, a crystal-clear bead spun quietly.

’According to the requirements of the God-Nashing Technique, I need my entire consciousness to enter the Sea of Souls. Then I have to use my consciousness to activate it, meeting the conditions for soul cultivation.’

As the thought concluded, Mu Chen slowly closed his purple eyes. The God-Nashing Cultivation Technique rapidly began to circulate. From the outside, the focus in his tightly shut eyes gradually faded, as if he had lost consciousness. The Soul Condensing Mirror Spirit glanced at Mu Chen and let out a soft sound of surprise. "Tsk, tsk. Has he already started? It seems I misjudged him. The kid’s comprehension is truly strong. But... strong comprehension doesn’t necessarily mean strong endurance. I’m really looking forward to this. How far will you two be able to build your foundations?"

Feng Shanshan, in contrast, was still frowning deeply, likely still translating the abstruse text from Ancient Times...

Meanwhile, Mu Chen was now levitating cross-legged in his Sea of Soul Condensation. As the God-Nashing Technique circulated, a disk materialized out of thin air beneath him, holding him up steadily.

At the same time, Mu Chen’s expression suddenly hardened, and he let out a low shout, "Condense!"

Following his shout, a HUM echoed through the Sea of Souls as countless wisps of white energy gathered above his head. In just a few moments, the illusory image of a giant iron hammer appeared above him. The face of this hammer was aimed squarely at his head.

’Haa... The God-Smashing Hammer has been formed. Now... let me experience that soul-deep pain for myself!’

With a thought, the massive hammer hovering above Mu Chen’s head came crashing down.

BANG!!!

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