Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 281

Chapter 281: 155. Soul like a Melting Furnace, Sea of Suffering Seizes the Body (8.1K words - Large Chapter, please subscribe)

Purple Mansion Realm, borrowing the Heart of a Nation’s Profound Vein to merge oneself with the heavens and earth, thereby nourishing the Divine Soul, allowing it to initially merge with the heavens and earth, and thus making one’s thoughts stronger.

From this, we can see the importance of the body.

The saying "with the death of the body, the path vanishes" is by no means empty words.

But at this very moment, Song Yan’s body is destroyed.

He was also supposed to dissipate, yet the outcome... is just the opposite.

His Divine Soul is protected by four Evil Treasures, and in the exceedingly unique environment of the Sea of Suffering Coast, it has begun to produce a wondrous reaction.

These four Evil Treasure Pearls are not a complete Evil Treasure; they are only a part of one. Yet it is precisely because of this fragmentation that it has brought about this change "possibly unprecedented".

Within the four Evil Treasure Pearls lie four-ninths of the Divine Soul Ghosts from the Changwang Tiger Race, and also four-ninths of the Divine Soul Power extracted from the Changwang Soul Threshold...

These powers were originally in constant rotation, thus giving the impression of a "ball", or a "gray sun".

But now, in the sea breeze of the Sea of Suffering Coast, they are like iron fragments meeting fire, those originally separate Divine Soul Ghosts begin to blur together...

And Song Yan is desperately resisting to avoid losing consciousness, his entire being like in a vortex of a storm, each time hit by the strong sea wind of the Sea of Suffering, he would exert all his might to retract the four Evil Treasure Pearls that protect him, and then slightly release them once he successfully resists, allowing the four Evil Treasures to expand.

Thus...

A cycle of contraction and expansion, just like breathing, or like a blacksmith swinging a hammer, constantly "slamming down, lifting up, slamming down again, lifting up again"...

Using the four Evil Treasure Pearls, Myriad Souls Banner, Faceless Mask, Song Yan’s own Divine Soul, and even the permeated great obsessions in the sea wind of the Sea of Suffering as materials...

Using the wind of the Sea of Suffering as the fierce fire...

Forging!

Forging again!

Without a body, unless one reaches the Divine Infant Realm, otherwise the realm would directly fall.

But now Song Yan is incredibly strange.

He has no body, yet his Divine Soul Power is rising at an alarming speed.

A terrifying whole is gradually forming over a long period.

...

No one knows what year or month it is.

Suddenly...

Song Yan saw a white shadow within the Chong Soul.

That white shadow seemed to have been carefully hidden deep within the Divine Soul World by him, hence until now it was pulled out.

The white shadow swirled with him in the storm of the Sea of Suffering.

At this moment, every thought of Song Yan was continuously shattering, so when he saw the white shadow, he was momentarily stunned.

Song Yan could discern that she was saying, "Yes, master."

He took a deep breath, looked at the ghost with a gentle smile, then controlled the outer four Evil Treasure Pearls to separate, and forcefully lifted the white shadow ghost, saying, "Go!"

The white shadow ghost flew out through the gap of the separated Evil Pearls.

She had no strong obsession; the Sea of Suffering merely instantly stripped away the cause and effect of her current life, allowing her Divine Soul to smoothly leave for reincarnation.

And at the very moment when the Evil Pearls parted, a wisp of the sea wind from the outside crashed into Song Yan.

Song Yan opened his arms, letting the sea wind smash into his fragile Divine Soul, his expression calm, then suddenly burst into wild laughter, shouting, "Come! Come on! More!"

Then, he drew his power to retract the Evil Pearls, simultaneously beginning to bear the great obsession brought by this wisp of sea wind.

To sink is to reincarnate.

To let go is to be reborn.

Yet Song Yan neither sinks nor lets go, enduring the great obsessions of others, dragging out his fatigued Divine Soul again, dim-witted and repetitive, as if in... Eternal Hell.

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In a pitch-black palace, insects crawl, strange bugs hum.

A masked figure sits in the deepest part of the palace, surrounded by black smoke that has completely subsided, using a voice trembling seemingly with utmost anger, muttering to itself: "Four more to go... but those four have already fallen back into the Sea of Suffering. Without those four, I will never be complete, and will forever be unable to step into the next realm."