For some reason, he felt an unprecedented sense of well-being, as if he could maintain it forever.
Xiao Wenbing has never doubted his sixth sense.
Furthermore, Zha once said that the purpose of the Samsara Palace is to empower cultivators with Buddhist power, allowing them to focus on their cultivation without any worries.
Perhaps to verify this claim, or perhaps on a whim, Xiao Wenbing hesitated for only a moment before starting a new round of absorbing divine power.
Endless energy surged in once again. Although his body had become accustomed to this energy, the sheer amount of divine power was still beyond what his current physical body could support.
As divine power continued to flow in, cracks began to appear on the surface of Xiao Wenbing's body, much like fields that had been exposed to the scorching sun for months during a drought, a truly shocking sight.
As the cracks multiplied, a trickle of golden blood slowly flowed out.
This blood is not only his own, but also carries powerful divine power, which is why it has such a magical color.
The blood contains extremely powerful energy; if some celestial beasts were to consume it, their cultivation would surely increase greatly.
However, Xiao Wenbing had no intention of helping others achieve their goals; he was caught in a dilemma.
Although the physical condition looked horrific, Xiao Wenbing knew that these were merely minor injuries to the surface; for the present moment...
As long as you stop absorbing divine power, you will fully recover after a period of recuperation.
However, if he continues to absorb divine power, the consequences could be truly dire. If the protective Buddhist power that Zha mentioned doesn't appear in the end, then he will truly suffer the consequences of his own actions and die from his own body exploding.
Is it really time to give up like this? It seems a little unsatisfying.
But after much deliberation, I realized that my own life was more important.
Under the manipulation of divine thought, the divine power within the primordial crystal was still surging into the body, but the speed had greatly decreased and was becoming increasingly slower. Once a certain frequency was reached, it would be possible to stop.
Moreover, according to the calculations of the divine power, the time to stop was also the maximum limit of energy that his physical body could withstand.
Of course, without divine status, Xiao Wenbing would not have chosen this extremely dangerous path.
After all, he is a new generation of tycoon with a net worth of tens of millions and a bright future. Even if he wants to find a shortcut, he should find someone to try it out first.
The energy input into the primordial crystal is decreasing, and it is about to reach the physical limit.
"Wenbing, are you still going to persist?" The voice of the Mirror God came from afar. Clearly, this spirit of the artifact was not optimistic about the current situation.
"Of course, haven't you heard that perseverance leads to victory?" Xiao Wenbing said insincerely.
"Hmm, but I don't think this Buddhist treasure is as magical as Zha described."
"Yes, I feel the same way."
"Ah, I know why."
"What?"
"It must be because Zha was sealed for too long, and the Samsara Palace degenerated during that time."
"…………"
"Hey, we're almost at our limit. I think we should stop for now."
"Okay, fine, I'll listen to you." Xiao Wenbing wisely chose to follow your advice.
He sighed deeply, about to sever the channel for transmitting divine power. Suddenly, the Buddhist light in the Samsara Palace shone brightly, and countless rays of light simultaneously shone upon Xiao Wenbing's body.
A cool and comfortable sensation spread through every cell of my body, the visible cracks healed rapidly, and the golden blood flowing through my body quietly merged into it. Moments later, my body was completely healed, without a trace of injury, as if I had never been hurt at all.
With a soft curse, Xiao Wenbing understood that the Buddha light in this Samsara Palace must have a certain ability to distinguish, and it would only come out to play its role in saving lives when the cultivators in the palace reached their physical limits and were about to collapse.
He was genuinely both amused and exasperated by this premise.
Fortunately, I didn't give up halfway, otherwise I would have really been fooled by this Samsara Palace.
A surprised gaze swept over his body; the healing effect of the Buddha's light far exceeded his expectations.
Although the injury I just suffered was not fatal, it will take at least one or two months of quiet rest and recuperation to fully recover.
Of course, if combined with miraculous medicines like the Rejuvenating Pill, this time can be significantly shortened. However, compared to this Buddha's light, even the best miraculous medicines pale in comparison.
If there was anything in Xiao Wenbing's memory that could be compared to this Buddha's light, it would only be the divine power in the small golden talisman he had used during the great battle against the Dark God.
I really don't know the origin of the divine power in that little golden talisman, but it is no less powerful than this Buddhist treasure.
His divine sense spread along his body little by little until it encompassed his entire body. When Xiao Wenbing opened his eyes, they were filled with a golden color.
Although his body contained a large amount of new energy, under the control of the divine power, his manipulation of the physical body reached a near-perfect level.
The corners of his mouth slowly curved upwards, revealing a genuinely happy smile. This Buddha's light had come at just the right time.
For Xiao Wenbing, neither the supply of energy nor the manipulation of divine power is a problem. The biggest obstacle to his growth is that his body cannot withstand too much energy all at once.
The appearance of the Buddha's light completely solved this problem. As long as he continuously absorbed energy, the Buddha's light would appear to heal him whenever he reached his limit. After recovering, he would absorb energy again. This cycle would continue, and his cultivation level would soar like a rocket.
As long as the energy in his hands can support the Buddhist power of the Samsara Palace and his own absorption, he can continue to improve and advance until he reaches a realm close to that of a god.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Wenbing had made up his mind. Since Zha had adjusted the time comparison, he still had about ten years to cultivate diligently in the Divine Realm.
Since that's the case, he settled down in the Samsara Palace during this period.
Volume 22, Chapter 19: The Supreme
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Day after day, year after year, Xiao Wenbing focused all his attention on this.
This was the first time since he embarked on the path of cultivation that he had abandoned everything and made his utmost effort to achieve a cultivation goal.
Time seems to stand still in the mountains, just as it does in the Hall of Reincarnation.
When he unexpectedly discovered that the effects of the Buddha's healing power were beginning to wane, he realized that he had been cultivating tirelessly inside for two whole years.
Two years is not even enough time for an immortal to complete a single period of seclusion. Moreover, within the divine realm, which is protected by a time barrier, only a little over a month passes in the real world.
However, within that short period of time, Xiao Wenbing's cultivation had already reached the peak level of an immortal.
He may be inferior to the Refining Immortals who have climbed the ranks step by step in terms of fighting skills and spell usage, but in terms of the immortal power he possesses, he is by no means inferior.
He stretched out his palm and could clearly sense the terrifying and powerful energy contained within his body.
This is the power possessed by the Refining God Immortal, and he is a supreme-level Refining God Immortal who has survived the Nine Heavens Thunder and Fire Tribulation.
Recalling the earth-shattering battle between the Great Serpent Supreme and the Multi-Handed Supreme outside Huangzhou City, Xiao Wenbing felt a surge of excitement and wished he could have a life-or-death duel with them right now.
However, this idea was just that—an idea. Given his personality, he was unwilling to duel unless absolutely necessary.
"Wenbing, congratulations." The first person to congratulate him was naturally the Mirror God who had been living in the Heavenly Void Ring.
Xiao Wenbing chuckled and replied, pinching the skin on his arm. Although it was still smooth, he could vaguely feel its unimaginable resilience.
The physical body he possesses now is at least a hundred times stronger than when he was at the Integration Realm. Even ordinary immortal artifacts would find it very difficult to leave a few marks on his body.
"What are you doing?"
After a pause, Xiao Wenbing said, "I'm wondering which is more powerful, my physical body or the thick, tough snake skin of the Great Serpent Supreme?"
"Oh," Mirror God said casually, "It's simple, just take a knife and try to cut it, then you'll know."
Xiao Wenbing sneered disdainfully and said, "Mirror God, we are all supreme immortals who have refined our spirits. We are not something that can be hurt by any piece of broken copper or scrap iron."
"Is that so?" Mirror God asked curiously, "I wonder if the golden spirit in the Universe Ring can cut it."
"Um, this..."
"Why don't I borrow it and give it a try?"
"Cough, Mirror God, you're so boring."
Xiao Wenbing was secretly annoyed. Using the double-edged sword to kill someone was just courting death.
He took a deep breath and was about to speak when a flash of Buddhist light appeared in the Samsara Hall, and his heart suddenly calmed down. He turned his head and considered for a moment before saying, "Mirror God, thank you."
"You're welcome. It's not easy for you to realize this so quickly."
Before entering the Samsara Palace to cultivate, Xiao Wenbing was just a mid-stage Nascent Soul Immortal. But in just two years, he cultivated to the Refining Spirit Realm, and he was the kind of top expert who would have to undergo the final tribulation of the Refining Spirit Realm if he went any further.
His rapid improvement in strength caused a subtle change in his mindset, and feelings of pride and arrogance spread through his heart like poison.
If this situation continues, he will become arrogant and disrespectful, which is an extremely terrifying thing for a cultivator.
Fortunately, the Mirror God was knowledgeable and immediately spoke up to strike back, giving a blow to his ever-growing arrogance.
At the same time, this Buddhist treasure also has unparalleled help in spiritual cultivation. Bathed in the Buddha's light, Xiao Wenbing finally regained his original sense of tranquility and stepped out of his extremely self-centered thinking.
A faint cracking sound came from above. Xiao Wenbing looked up and said with a wry smile, "It's broken again."
The Buddha's light in the Hall of Reincarnation possesses great supernatural powers that reach heaven and earth, and has unimaginable wonders in both healing the physical body and assisting the spirit and mind.
Anyone who cultivates under the Buddha's light will not only increase their speed a hundredfold, but will also be free from the worry of going astray or becoming possessed by demons.
However, such a good thing did not come for free; the operation of the Samsara Palace requires the support of enormous Buddhist power.
Although the primordial crystal can be converted into energy of any attribute, it can also replace the power of Buddha to drive the Samsara Palace.
However, the consumption of the primordial crystal is simply too great.
Each primordial crystal can only support approximately three flashes of Buddha's light, and with
Judging from the rarity of this crystal, it can absolutely be considered a priceless treasure.
The sudden appearance of Buddha's light can lead to financial ruin, perfectly illustrating the impact of using the Hall of Reincarnation.
Throughout the entire world, looking at the lineage of cultivators, it's likely that apart from Xiao Wenbing, there is no other person who could use this treasure.
Given Xiao Wenbing's cultivation speed, which was almost risking his life, he needed to be bathed in Buddha's light at least once or twice a day, and at most five times a day.
For the past two years, I have had to replenish it almost every ten days to half a month, and each replenishment requires ten Origin Crystals. Roughly calculated, the weight consumed is around five hundred.
Finally, even the small pole on the Samsara Palace was covered with crystalline fragments and became gleaming.
Such a level of consumption is something that no one but him can afford.
In contrast, Xiao Wenbing only absorbed five Origin Crystals to improve his cultivation. However, the combined energy of these five crystals was already equivalent to the entire cultivation level of a Refining God Immortal.
Creating a top-tier Refining God Immortal using five hundred Origin Crystals—that's quite a heavy price to pay.