His current Shaman Soul only has the strength of the ninth level of mortal transformation. Although it is much stronger than the souls of some strong men in the Holy Realm, it is still far from being able to deploy this formation.
This formation is the pinnacle of the Seven Stars. It can only be completed by the fourth-level Saint Realm expert using the power of the Yuan Shen. The Shaman Soul and the Yuan Shen have the same purpose, but they are too weak now to do it.
Unless it can be taken further!
Of course, President Han is a seven-star peak formation master. He can also do this by arranging this formation in other places, but... there is lava below, and the formation needs to be formed and activated at the moment when the power explodes. There are errors.
At least within one breath, this... the other party will definitely not be able to do this.
Moreover, the formation can only be perfectly controlled by one's own arrangement. Once something goes wrong, the location of the ruins may be missed, and the whole process will be in vain, or everyone may die inside.
"I have already thought about how to arrange it, but I still need to prepare it in advance!"
After looking around, Zhang Xuan looked at everyone and said: "I will enter the lava again with Jin Yuanding to calculate the direction. This trip may take a long time. Everyone can just wait patiently outside. There will be no danger!"
He plans to enter the lava and cultivate the Shaman Soul. It may take some time. He must agree in advance, otherwise, it will avoid everyone worrying and running to search for it, which will be troublesome.
Everyone nodded.
After the discussion, Zhang Xuan said no more, swayed his body, and got into the Golden Source Cauldron again. The latter roared and flew straight towards the magma, and fell into it the next moment.
The place we landed this time was still some distance away from where the power surged, so there was no danger.
After entering the magma, the furnace cauldron was also suspended at a position of about ten meters, avoiding everyone's consciousness. It was well prepared and was about to leave the shaman soul when Zhang Xuan's heart moved.
call!
An identical figure also appeared inside the furnace.
Clone!
This place can temper the soul, and it just so happens to sharpen it and improve its strength.
After the two communicated and understood the situation in front of them, the clone's eyes lit up.
Hooray!
Shaman Soul flew out: "I'll go in and take a look!"
After saying that, he flew downwards.
Seeing that this guy was running faster than himself, Zhang Xuan shook his head helplessly, and Shaman Soul also followed behind and got in.
Based on the experience last time, this time there was no pause and flew straight down.
Twenty meters, thirty meters, forty meters...
In the blink of an eye, we were within fifty meters.
The higher the temperature, the more effective it is in tempering the soul. Although the range of fifty meters is unbearable for the soul, it has the greatest effect. If it is deeper, it will be unbearable.
"Where's the clone?"
He stopped, sat cross-legged, and was about to practice when he suddenly remembered the guy who had left in front of him. He looked around and realized that he had run to a place sixty meters away without knowing it, and his eyes were closed tightly.
The scorching flames flowed along his soul body, tempering the soul and making its aura become stronger and stronger.
This clone was split from the same soul as him. He tried his best to reach fifty, but he actually ran deeper...
"I helped Wei Ruyan and lost a lot of soul power. In the Dean's Mausoleum, I split my consciousness and lost it again... This guy was already stronger than me, and now he is naturally stronger..."
Soon, Zhang Xuan was very depressed when he figured out what was going on.
In order for Wei Ruyan to wake up, part of his soul was lost, coupled with the subsequent idea of splitting... Although it was replenished, the soul was actually not pure, and was far less single than the previous split.
Therefore, the other party can enter deeper than himself.
"No, I have to speed up my practice. Otherwise, if I can't even compare to my clone, I, as the original self, will be embarrassed..."
Looking up, Zhang Xuan felt a strong sense of oppression.
Everyone else is beating up their clones, but I am being beaten up by my clones every day. What is this?
Close your eyes, concentrate your thoughts, and use the Tiandao Shaman Soul Technique to operate. The hot flames around you immediately slowly merge into the body, burning the soul, making the already somewhat collapsed soul more solid and stronger.
Cuckoo!
Previously in the catacombs, the cultivation techniques of many foreign spirit tribesmen were integrated, allowing the Shaman Soul Technique of the ninth level of mortal transformation to transform into the Heavenly Dao Technique, and the soul power also successfully reached 34 million cauldrons.
After being tempered at this moment, the soul body that is over ten meters in size is getting smaller and smaller, but its strength has greatly increased.
35 million tripods!
36 million tripods!
37 million tripods!
…
As time goes by, the strength grows faster and faster, and the aura of the whole person becomes more dignified and thicker.
Click!
I don't know how long it took, but the power of the soul body finally couldn't bear it anymore and broke through the limit. From the ninth level of mortal transformation, it reached the semi-saint level.
"Breakthrough?"
He didn't have a semi-saint-level Shaman Soul Cultivation Technique. He thought that it would be almost impossible to break through, but he never dreamed that he could actually accomplish it in this hot magma.
It seems that the bigger the soul, the better. It also needs to be purified. The higher the purity, the more flexible and powerful it will be.
It's somewhat similar to infuriating energy.
After breaking through the shackles, I felt refreshed. I lowered my head and looked at the clone below, only to see that this guy had also broken through, and it seemed that he had reached the semi-holy stage.
"snort!"
Gritting his teeth, Zhang Xuan swam towards the sixty meter location.
Before entering here, there would be a feeling of fragmentation, but now, the soul body is stable, and it is completely bearable.
"continue!"
I knew that if I wanted to catch up with this guy, I had to be even more strict with myself, and without stopping, I entered the seventy-meter range.
As soon as I came here, I immediately felt my soul tremble, and once again felt like it wanted to be broken. I didn't dare to go deep, so I sat down cross-legged and continued to temper.
As the tempering speed increases, Zhang Xuan's strength becomes stronger and stronger.
The soul body has also returned to about ten meters from the previous range of more than ten meters.
"If you can return to less than ten meters, your strength will increase dramatically..."
Zhang Xuan knew that ten meters was a huge dividing line for the soul body. It was precisely because of breaking through this shackle that the Huaqing Pond of the Huan Yu Empire exploded into powder.
If at this time, with the help of the hot temperature of the magma, the body shape can be suppressed again, it will become more convenient to enter the physical body in the future, and the strength will definitely improve further.
The power of flames traveled through the body, tempering his soul, making him feel as if he was being burned in flames, and the severe pain was unbearable.
I gritted my teeth and persisted. I don’t know how long it took, but my body roared again.
His body shape has broken through the shackles of ten meters, and his cultivation has successfully reached the mid-stage of Semi-Saint.
"Succeeded..."
His eyes lit up, and he hurriedly looked up and found that the clone was no longer there. Looking down, he saw that he had reached a place 80 meters away at some point. He was practicing with his eyes closed, and his body size was only about nine meters, and his strength had reached the late stage of the Semi-Saint.
"This guy..."
Unexpectedly, the opponent was always faster than him. Zhang Xuan was a little anxious, his body swayed, and he also swam downstream.
The soul power returned to the ten-meter range and became more solidified. The eighty-meter range that had allowed it to collapse at any time had completely lost its pressure.
Continue to wander, and when I reach 90 meters, I stop to practice again. This time I am progressing very quickly. In less than ten minutes, my soul body has shrunk to nine meters. I know that my clone is still faster than myself, so I am too lazy to continue to look, so I speed up.
Twenty minutes later, it finally reached eight meters, and its strength reached the semi-saint peak, and it would break through at any time.
After cultivating to this level, he knew that the 90-meter range had no effect on him, so he stood up and continued swimming downstream. Guo then saw that the clone had reached the 100-meter place.
At this moment, his strength was similar to his own, and he was also at the peak of Semi-Saint. However, he did not continue to practice, but looked down at something.
Arriving in front of him, Zhang Xuan also looked over and couldn't help but be stunned.
I saw that there was no lava anymore 100 meters below, but a huge diaphragm. The layers of stairs below were exactly what I saw before.
"Is this the ruins? It is indeed hidden underneath..."
His heart was shocked and Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up.
Before I had a glimpse, I didn't dare to confirm, but now I am absolutely 100% sure.
This is the relic they want to find.
It's just... this place is hidden here. How did the old dean and others get in?
He touched the diaphragm below with his finger. Like the white light film above, it couldn't be opened when it was not open. Even with his strength, he couldn't crack it.
Walking slowly along the diaphragm, suddenly his eyebrows wrinkled and his pupils shrank.
"Foreign Spirit Tribe people..."
Inside, I saw several Foreign Spirit tribesmen slowly moving forward, but I did not notice the two people hiding behind the diaphragm.
These ones all have the strength of the first level of the Saint Realm, and they have a murderous aura that makes people frightened.
"Look what they are doing..."
Zhang Xuan was surprised.
They spent an unknown amount of money to get here, and now they are trapped above the lava. How did this group of foreign spirit tribesmen, who only have the first level of the sanctuary, get in?
What are you doing again?
He followed quietly behind him, walked for a while, and soon came to a small square in the center of the building.
In the middle of the square is a round platform, with a huge portal on top. There is a solid seal around it. I don’t know what kind of power is used to maintain it. Dozens of foreign spirit tribesmen are surrounding it, and they seem to be planning to break it open.
After feeling it, he immediately felt that there was a kind of destructive heat burning in the portal. Even he now might be burned to ashes as long as he came close.
"Such pure energy. Could this lava be melted by the power pouring out of the portal?"
I thought that this place leads directly to the center of the earth and contains lava in the center of the earth, which makes the magma hot. But now it seems that this is not the case. I am afraid that the one hundred meters of lava is related to this portal.
Wow!
Just as they were shocked, they saw a tall foreign spirit tribesman walking over from the crowd. His cultivation had already reached the fourth level of the Holy Realm. Following his words, everyone roared angrily, and all attacks immediately landed on the seal.
Boom!
With a flash of light, a powerful force shot straight upward, and the seal became thinner, as if it was about to break.
"This power..."
Zhang Xuan's face darkened.
It's nothing else, it's the energy that gives them headaches and they want to use it!