Chapter 13: Its silhouette resembled a dog【4K】
After obtaining the visualization diagram from Zhang Hainan, Luxianbei had not started to condense the spirit seal.
Part of the reason was that he considered there already being two major core entities of urban legends and an Ifrit spirit pattern present. Adding another spirit seal could lead to unforeseen changes.
Another reason was that after some time of exploration, he had become proficient in controlling the power of the Hundred-Armed Giant. The originally dangerous power had been suppressed, becoming a trivial existence.
It was like an appendix; whether it was there or not didn’t matter much, and he felt no urgency at all.
However, there was one more important reason he hadn’t started condensing the spirit seal, which was that the difficulty of condensing a spirit seal varied significantly depending on the visualization diagram used.
In fact, on the day he received the “Hunting Map of the Dog Rong,” Luxianbei had inquired with Huasang about the details of the “Vermilion Dragon Map,” which she used to condense her spirit seal.
With raging winds and storms, the river surged violently, and the fierce black dragon surged through the waves. The “Vermilion Dragon Map” had simple content, with a clear main theme, making it very favorable for visualization.
A vast grassland framed by distant mountains, below which wolves hunted deer, and vaguely below the distant mountains, a giant dressed like a nomadic tribe directed the wolves. The “Hunting Map of the Dog Rong” had too many elements, and Luxianbei had no idea what to visualize.
The majestic distant mountains? The menacing wolf pack? Or that giant with an indistinct face? It couldn’t possibly be those desperate deer, could it? Luxianbei felt like cursing.
The result of comparing the two visualization diagrams made him feel as if he and Huasang had each received a piece of a testing pastry, where the reward for pulling out the pattern was a spirit seal, with similar strengths.
The only difference was that the pattern Huasang received was an equilateral triangle, while his was the “River Commons.”
If it weren’t for the enhancement of the Hundred-Armed Giant’s power, condensing a spirit seal related to the giant would be twice the effort. Luxianbei had planned to sell the broken thing on the urban legend reward website.
He originally intended to return to Huacheng and consult Professor Ma about the legend of the Dog Rong Giant, then check related materials in “The Book of Siye,” and once he confirmed a possible visualization object for the “Hunting Map of the Dog Rong,” he would start condensing the spirit seal.
But clearly, it was now too late.
The little brother had revolted, and he had to come up with a way to manage it quickly!———
“Internal refers to the heart; external refers to the image. The heart resides within the body, containing the image of an integrated visualization, hence it’s called internal scenery.” This was the answer Luxianbei received when he asked Huasang what internal scenery was during his study of visualization diagrams.
After hearing Huasang’s response, Luxianbei initially didn’t quite understand, but after Huasang provided examples using the visions seen when communicating with the regulatory scepter, he immediately grasped it.
“Is this called internal scenery?
He was familiar with this! He frequently enjoyed family happiness with Qing Ji in the internal scenery, right? Luxianbei thought. In terms of the proficiency of sinking his consciousness into the internal scenery, he was definitely at a master level.
When the thunderous sound stirred by Zhang Hainan resounded in his mind, he was briefly stunned, then quickly concentrated, focusing his spirit and sinking his consciousness into the internal scenery.
As his consciousness was engulfed by darkness, the familiar feeling of weightlessness appeared. He steadied his mind and focused his recall of the “Hunting Map of the Dog Rong,” which was already lodged in his memory.
Memory was like a skilled painter, wielding ink to easily sketch a scenic traditional ink wash painting in his mind.
The majestic distant mountains undulated, the lush grassland stretched wide, the wolf pack attacked, and the herd of deer trampled everything in the painting. Everything was initially still.
As Luxianbei repeatedly recalled the details of the “Hunting Map of the Dog Rong” in his mind and tried to use spirit energy to paint the same scroll within himself, the scenery before his eyes gradually began to clarify and become real.
It seemed like a super high-definition photograph.
Then
A whiff of earthy fragrance unexpectedly entered his nostrils. The next moment, everything in sight seemed to come to life, transitioning from stillness to movement, it “came to life!”
The wind blew from the distant mountains, carrying the wild aura across the vast grassland, stirring up dust and grass, and the panicked deer herd came running, causing the ground to tremble and sounding like thunder.
“Aw!”
Suddenly, a prolonged howl echoed across the grassland. The wolf pack had arrived.
With a wolf’s howl resounding, the wolf pack surged into view from the horizon, racing through the tall grass, approaching the herd at a staggering speed, engulfed in a sharp killing intent and restless wildness.
“Boom——boom boom——!”
Accompanied by a hurried rhythm of drums, the giant finally appeared. The man, towering at about twenty to thirty meters tall, gazed upward.
He wore a large wolf head hat, shouldering a single-faced drum made of some creature’s leather, his upper body bare, and mysterious totems were painted on his iron-like muscular body.
He beat the drum and sang loudly, his voice hoarse yet powerful, as if commanding the wolf pack in their hunt.
Immediately after, as if noticing Luxianbei’s presence, the giant pulled a longbow from his waist, notched an arrow, and with a “thrum,” shot out a serrated bone arrow.
Luxianbei, “???”
What the heck is this? What’s going on? Does this count as a paper character taking action against someone? Hey! Don’t just break the dimensional wall like that!
In that instant, Luxianbei inexplicably felt as if he was watching a comic where a character suddenly crawled out of the page to beat him up.
The arrow tore through the air, whistling towards him in an instant.
Feeling like an illusion, Luxianbei really felt as if an arrow flew towards him, striking his chest, tearing through flesh, embedding itself within, until the fletching was soaked in bl**d.
In the next moment, as if something invisible had been triggered, his mythological species urban legend core suddenly vibrated. The “Royal Authority” entwined within the mythological species urban legend core began to operate spontaneously without warning.
At that moment, the Dog Rong Giant drew the bow again and shot another arrow.
Luxianbei watched as the arrow raced towards his face, getting closer and closer, and it seemed it was about to blow his head off with a single shot.
In that brief moment, which even felt shorter than an instant, a crisp sound echoed in his ears, as if something in the void had shattered.
Countless bubbles appeared before Luxianbei’s eyes, and in an instant, they all burst, the chaotic and colorful light and shadow outlining memories hidden deep within the flawed Royal Authority—
Before the Moon Cave.
Zhang Hainan stared at Luxianbei without blinking, constantly probing his state with spiritual awareness. Upon sensing a wild aura emanating from Luxianbei’s body, he let out a slight sigh of relief.
According to the records regarding the “Hunting Map of the Dog Rong” in the Dachunyang Palace, the spirit seal’s emitted spirit energy fluctuation was just as such.
Very good, if this continues, this kid should be able to condense the initial form of the spirit seal soon. As long as the initial form of the spirit seal is successfully condensed, it can temporarily suppress the uncontrollable spirit pattern.
Although the hidden danger cannot be completely eradicated, as long as he wakes up and withdraws the Ling Tai Purification, this minor issue of the spirit pattern being out of control can easily be suppressed with a snap of my fingers, Zhang Hainan thought.
In the next moment, a terrifying spirit energy fluctuation erupted from Luxianbei’s body. His body began to convulse violently.
Pitch-black liquid surged like an ocean, pouring out from the gaps in his heavy armor. Sensing the change in Luxianbei’s spirit energy fluctuation, Zhang Hainan’s expression changed, his eyes flashing with surprise. What’s going on?
The initial form of the spirit seal was condensed halfway, why did this kid suddenly undergo urban legend transformation?
Illusively, Zhang Hainan felt as if he had been slapped in the face, the sound crisp and loud. Before he could regain his composure, Luxianbei’s spirit energy fluctuation underwent another abnormal change.
A faint golden wave radiated from him, spreading in all directions, filling the area with a majestic, awe-inspiring aura. The energy field was so strong that even Zhang Hainan felt a bit unsettled, faintly generating an impulse to kneel in reverence. “Is this the Royal Authority? Is it like this then…”
Zhang Hainan murmured, and after a moment’s thought, he suddenly understood.
As the one who personally established Qin Nanzhu’s God Realm prototype, he naturally knew that Qin Nanzhu possessed a diluted and degraded version of the Royal Authority.
Connecting it to the recent events when Qin Nanzhu’s God Realm prototype was disturbed by Luxianbei, and the spirit energy fluctuation Luxianbei emanated at this moment, he deduced that Luxianbei had probably obtained the diluted and degraded version of the Royal Authority from his mother’s God Realm prototype.
And the Royal Authority had quite a significant connection with the Dog Rong Giant. It was said that during the Yan-Huang period, the Dog Rong tribe was a formidable enemy of the Yan-Huang clan.
The “Book of the Later Han” states: “Once, the Gaoxin clan was troubled by the Dog Rong bandits; the emperor was troubled by their invasion and could not defeat them.” The legendary Emperor Ku, of the Gaoxin clan, is one of the Emperors of Humanity.
At that moment, the changes occurring to Luxianbei were indeed a result of the resonance between the Royal Authority and the Dog Rong Giant’s power. However, unlike the resonance of the spirit energy with the Shuishu Beast, this time it was much more akin to the category of enemies meeting in a grudge-filled encounter.
However, this seemed to be a good thing?
The power obtained from condensing the initial form of the spirit seal through the visualization diagram would be negligible and could not surpass that kid’s own power. But the resonance of powers could help him visualize more efficiently, Zhang Hainan thought.
The process of condensing the spirit seal was originally about using the visualization diagram to feel the corresponding urban legend’s power and gradually turning it into one’s own.
But just viewing an image a million times cannot match the experience of being there once!
And the resonance of power at this moment was precisely bringing Luxianbei that direct experiential feeling of having encountered the Dog Rong Giant’s power—
War.
War surged like a flood, annihilating everything.
Deafening sounds filled the air as armored warriors, led by a towering figure, clashed with giants covered in steel.
In the heart of the battle, not a blade of grass survived; the ground sank to great depths.
The sounds of war drums, roars, the whistling of arrows cutting through the air, and the clash of weapons filled the ears, overwhelming the senses. The chaotic scene of a hundred miles blanketed by flames of war flashed before Luxianbei.
In those brief seconds, it felt as though she had personally experienced several protracted wars.
The rage, pain, fear, and extreme fatigue brought on by the Dog Rong Giants during the war invaded her nerves. Then
A powerful wolf howl echoed in the center of the battlefield. Following the sound, a magnificent white wolf stood atop a mound of bodies, raising its head to let out a long howl.
All illusions froze in that moment.
Frozen in the presence of that divine-like white wolf.
Gazing at the white wolf, Luxianbei experienced a moment of clarity. Everything before her began to fade and dissolve, eventually vanishing into darkness.
When Luxianbei’s vision slowly became clear from the darkness again, only the scroll of the “Hunting Map of the Dog Rong” remained before her. But this time, she clearly recognized what the most important visualization object within this visualization diagram was.
The white wolf, the one leading the wolf pack to hunt the deer.
Fixing her gaze on that white wolf, Luxianbei calmed herself and began to attempt to depict its form within herself using the power of the Hundred-Armed Giant.
Perhaps it was because the Big Boss who infused her with the Hundred-Armed Giant’s power was actually a giant wolf, and the white wolf spirit seal she was attempting to condense was also a belief and totem of the Dog Rong Giant. With this high degree of compatibility between wolf and wolf, giant and giant, the entire process went unusually smoothly.
She merely endured the fearsome destructive power of the Hundred-Armed Giant’s force, which broke three support bones, crushed nearly ten pounds of flesh, and tore one-third of a lung.
For a time, beneath the heavy armor of the Ling Tai Purification, sounds like “ding ding” rang out continuously, as if it were exploding popcorn.
Uh, although it sounded severe, compared to the destruction caused when the Hundred-Armed Giant’s power first entered her body, it could be considered a light injury.
As Luxianbei unraveled the layers, guiding threads of the Hundred-Armed Giant’s power to repeatedly sketch that white wolf’s form within herself, a silver-white shadow of the fierce wolf gradually settled in her.
The spirit seal had initially taken shape and could now begin to suppress the uncontrollable spirit pattern.
“”
Little brother, is there a rebellion?
Hurry up and eat something good, drink something good! Your good times are about to come to an end!
Luxianbei thought, silently urging the power of the spirit seal towards the uneased spirit patterns on her back. Thus, in the air above that ruined and decrepit city, the sky suddenly tore apart.
A silver-white streak fell from the tumultuous clouds, racing towards the menacing evil spirit. Landing at its feet, it transformed into…
A little white puppy that looked strikingly like a Siberian Husky.
After the little puppy appeared, it raised its head, exposing a pair of little fangs, and aggressively howled at the Ifrit, which resembled a small mountain, before scampering to its side, wagging its tail, and then lifted one leg right in front of it.
The sound of liquid flowing echoed, and a string of question marks appeared almost simultaneously in Luxianbei and Ifrit’s minds. Luxianbei, “???”
Wait, where’s the white wolf deity I was promised? Why does it feel like its silhouette resembles a dog? Ifrit, “???”
Kid, what are you here for? Are you here to be funny? Go away!
Then, with a booming sound, Ifrit’s enormous hand erupted with blinding light, as if it intended to crush the little white creature like a bug, mercilessly striking down at it.
