Ye Chu stared at these shifting patterns. The patterns were profoundly mysterious, eerie and enigmatic, incredibly complex. They were far beyond what Ye Chu could comprehend! Yet Ye Chu could understand this. For a powerhouse like the Ye family ancestor to leave behind such patterns, they naturally contained the profound principles of heaven and earth. With his own meagre strength, it was delusional to think he could penetrate them.
Ye Chu did not hope to fully grasp them all, but the stirring in his primal spirit made him focus intently on the patterns, determined to comprehend even the slightest bit.
As he stared at the patterns, Ye Chu tried hard to memorise them. But after less than ten breaths, his eyes began to ache fiercely. It felt as though his eyes were about to explode.
Terrified, Ye Chu quickly closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and entered meditation to restore his clarity. He did not dare open his eyes to stare at those patterns again. Only after regulating with spiritual qi did the swelling pain finally subside.
Ye Chu took a deep breath. He sank his mind into his own primal spirit. Instead of viewing the patterns with his eyes, he used his primal spirit to sense them.
The power of his primal spirit permeated the space, bringing a sense of clarity. Although Ye Chu’s primal spirit could compare to that of the Primal Spirit Realm, it was still far too weak compared to an absolute powerhouse. He could perceive almost nothing.
Disappointed, Ye Chu let out a soft sigh and withdrew everything back into himself. But as his primal spirit returned, he suddenly felt a refreshing coolness envelop his body.
This sensation left Ye Chu stunned. There had been no such coolness earlier, yet now it appeared abruptly. It was extremely strange.
Ye Chu sank his mind into his own body. The cool sensation immediately vanished, replaced by a scorching heat.
One cool, one hot. These two sensations intertwined within Ye Chu’s body, forming a pattern. Ye Chu was taken aback, but he quickly committed it to memory.
Soon the heat faded, and the coolness returned. Once again the sensations crossed, etching another pattern onto his body. Ye Chu memorised it without hesitation.
The two sensations continued to alternate, imprinting one mark after another onto Ye Chu. He was overjoyed and etched every single one deeply into his mind.
The same thing was happening to Ji Die. Patterns appeared around her as well, and she committed them to memory. However, Ji Die’s talent far surpassed Ye Chu’s. The patterns condensing on her body were far more numerous than his, densely packed and countless.
Both of them memorised these patterns, but they had overestimated themselves. In the end the alternating cool and hot sensations accelerated wildly, crossing at lightning speed. Ye Chu could no longer keep up and could only watch as the patterns faded away one after another.
The same happened to Ji Die. The patterns on her body appeared and vanished frantically. Before long they had all disappeared completely.
Both Ye Chu and Ji Die understood that this was an immense opportunity. Yet they also knew that at the speed these patterns appeared, they could not seize it.
“Golden book!” Ji Die shouted. The golden book vibrated and emerged. The vanishing patterns were imprinted onto it, appearing on its surface.
But the golden book already bore a Supreme Venerable’s secret art. As these patterns appeared on it, they were quickly erased by the Supreme Venerable’s secret art. A Supreme Venerable was no ordinary being. Unless the patterns were of equal level, the golden book would absolutely not tolerate them being imprinted upon it.
Ye Chu and Ji Die felt great regret. They knew these patterns must be connected to the Ye family ancestor. Ye Chu even suspected that among them lay information about suppressing the Supreme Venerable’s intent, yet he could not obtain it!
Just as Ye Chu sighed in disappointment, the patterns he had memorised earlier surfaced in his qi sea. They were illuminated by the light radiating from the black iron. As though stimulated by the patterns, the black iron’s light suddenly surged violently. The radiance burst straight out from Ye Chu’s body.
In an instant Ye Chu’s entire body became as brilliant as the sun, radiating a strange aura.
This change startled Ji Die. She opened her eyes and looked at Ye Chu, shock flickering in her gaze. Though the light emanating from Ye Chu carried no trace of might and not even a hint of heaven-and-earth qi, Ji Die clearly felt her own primal spirit tremble in response. How could she not be horrified?
What had forged her primal spirit? It had been tempered by a Supreme Venerable’s secret art, cultivated through the method carried by the golden book, combined with her own unique qualities. It was not unique in the world, but few could compare to it.
Yet now the light surging from Ye Chu could actually affect the primal spirit she had cultivated with the golden book. This was utterly inconceivable.
Ji Die stared at Ye Chu and felt that he had become truly mysterious. He was no longer the notorious scoundrel from Yao City! Surviving the multicoloured pattern baleful spider, repelling the Wind Venerable, having a deep connection with that frenzied and mysterious young man in the Ancient Nightmare, and now emitting such light. No matter how one looked at it, he was no longer that infamous figure from Yao City.
Ji Die looked at the brilliant light erupting from Ye Chu and thought to herself that he must possess some supreme treasure. No wonder he had dared enter the Ancient Nightmare Forbidden Land!
Ji Die now regarded Ye Chu seriously. She knew she could no longer ignore this young man as she once had. Still, thinking back to his past actions, she could not help but find it somewhat amusing.
“He may have encountered some fortuitous change, but so what? With his previous character, how far can he possibly go?”
Ji Die’s expression returned to its cold elegance. Ye Chu’s current performance was indeed remarkable. Perhaps he had gained some extraordinary opportunity, but what of it? His talent was fixed. No matter how hard he tried, in the end he could at most rule over a corner of the world. He would still be nothing more than a passing figure in her life, albeit one whose mark lingered a little deeper than most.
As the light from Ye Chu’s body surged, it began to resonate with the patterns in the surroundings. With this resonance between the light and the patterns, a figure slowly manifested in the void.
The figure was not tall, yet it carried an unmatched aura. But what truly shocked Ye Chu and Ji Die, causing their eyes to widen, was that this figure looked exactly like the man in the crystal coffin. It was the apparition of the Ye family ancestor himself.
The black iron’s light resonated with the patterns. The black iron was born of heaven and earth, inherently containing the profound principles of the cosmos. The Ye family ancestor had cultivated to a terrifying level where he could seize the creation of heaven and earth, also claiming those cosmic principles for himself.
When the two resonated, they produced this miraculous effect.
Ye Chu and Ji Die had encountered an immense opportunity. Without a supreme treasure like the black iron, even a powerhouse who had reached the level of seizing heaven and earth’s creation could not resonate with these patterns or manifest the Ye family ancestor’s figure.
The apparition of the Ye family ancestor gradually grew more solid. The black iron in Ye Chu’s qi sea trembled continuously. With each tremor, the spiritual qi of heaven and earth surged into Ye Chu’s body in terrifying waves. Ye Chu reached towards the dark secluded ink jade, intending to borrow this chance to fuse its power into his body. But after a moment’s thought, he forcibly held back. This was not the best moment to absorb true essence.
As the black iron trembled and resonated with the patterns, the figure in the void actually began to move, dancing.
When Ji Die saw the Ye family ancestor’s dancing form and those miraculous arcs, she spoke in shock, “This is impossible!”