studiobondurri Chapter 334: Celebrate
Chapter 334: Celebrate
Chapter 334: Celebrate
Elder Hai was slain, and the Returning to Origin Sect disciples who witnessed this scene were utterly terrified. Their fighting spirit vanished instantly, and they no longer tangled with the mine slave cultivators, turning to flee instead.
The mine slave cultivators nearby, seeing Yuan Ming's heroic display of slaying a Golden Elixir stage cultivator, were now even more invigorated, as if injected with adrenaline.
They cheered excitedly and charged at the fleeing guards.
As the chase continued, the news of Elder Hai's death quickly spread throughout the entire mine. The battle, already one-sided, now collapsed even more rapidly.
Seeing that the battle was settled and no longer required his intervention, Yuan Ming ordered Hua Zhi and the others to disperse and assist the mine slaves. He then collected Elder Hai's corpse and storage bag, descending to the four-story building that had been Hai's residence.
From top to bottom, he scoured Elder Hai's quarters, but perhaps because this place was merely Hai's residence in the mine and not his private cave dwelling, there wasn't much of value. After a thorough search, he found little of interest.
Soon, Yuan Ming found a hidden door leading to the basement. As the place where Elder Hai spent most of his time, it stored many unknown elixirs and spiritual liquids, as well as books recording his experimental insights.
Yuan Ming collected all of these and then walked to the ice-cold room storing severed limbs. Even though he knew what was inside, he couldn't help but frown.
He skipped this room and continued forward, arriving at the deepest hall.
Innumerable cages filled the hall, with only demonic beasts remaining. The cages that once held cultivators were now empty.
Yuan Ming glanced around. Due to Elder Hai often feeding the beasts with the flesh of failed experiments, these demonic beasts, though imprisoned, had not lost their ferocity. To prevent them from escaping and causing chaos, he killed them all.
Then, he used his magical tools to destroy everything in the basement, collapsing the supporting pillars. Before the basement caved in, he returned to the surface.
Without support, the four-story building began to shake and finally collapsed with a thunderous crash.
The dust and debris from the collapse rose high, illuminated by the surrounding fires, resembling fireworks celebrating the liberation of the mine slaves, or the twilight glow marking the end of the Returning to Origin Sect's rule over this place.
In the latter half of the night, the chaos in the mine gradually subsided. The Returning to Origin Sect cultivators were either dead or had fled. Now, only the mine slaves remained.
The freed cultivators could have left, but most of them, after venting their anger, stayed voluntarily, wanting to see the benefactor who had fought a Golden Elixir stage cultivator and given them a chance at freedom.
Behind them were hundreds of mortal mine slaves.
Yuan Ming stood on the ruins of the four-story building, looking at the cultivators and mortals gathered around. Seeing their faces filled with gratitude, amazement, and curiosity, he slowly began to speak:
To maintain the vitality of Zuo Qinghui's body, Yuan Ming rarely used the sub-soul placed within him. At this moment, it could handle some matters on behalf of the main soul.
Hearing Zuo Qinghui's explanation, Xu Che and the others nodded, their doubts resolved. However, Yu Yu suddenly glanced at the meditating Yuan Ming and chuckled softly.
"I'm curious, Zuo Daoist, why do you, who fought for our freedom, willingly serve him as your master?"
Xu Che asked, "By the way, Zuo Daoist, how should we address your master when we speak with him later? Should we call him the Dark Moon God?"
"The master's name is Yuan Ming. You can call him Daoist directly; he doesn't mind such things," Zuo Qinghui replied.
Recalling his behavior that night, Xu Che laughed awkwardly and fell silent.
As they conversed, Yuan Ming's cultivation reached a critical stage.
In his sea of consciousness, the vast soul power surged, forming a massive vortex, devouring the willpower refined by the sub-soul to strengthen itself.
As the soul power grew rapidly, Yuan Ming's sea of consciousness soon filled with it. Everything, including the main soul and the sub-soul, seemed to be submerged in a sea of soul power.
But in the next moment, the soul power that filled the sea of consciousness suddenly receded. Although the sub-soul continued to provide willpower without pause, the soul power's retreat only accelerated, soon receding to half its original volume.
At this moment, a flawless white halo, like a newly risen moon, emerged from the sea of soul power.
Within the halo, Yuan Ming's soul sat cross-legged, resembling a meticulously carved jade statue, identical in appearance and posture to Yuan Ming.
As the halo fully ascended above the sea of consciousness, Yuan Ming suddenly opened his eyes in reality, his spiritual consciousness spreading out instantly, enveloping the entire mine.
The celebrating cultivators in the mine felt a chill run through them, as if they were being watched by an unfathomable presence.
"Do not be alarmed, everyone. I had a fortunate breakthrough and forgot to control it for a moment."
Yuan Ming's gentle voice echoed in everyone's ears, and then he retracted his spiritual consciousness. Everyone immediately felt relieved, looking at each other. In that brief moment of contact, their backs were soaked with sweat from fear.
At this moment, they truly experienced Yuan Ming's power firsthand, adding a touch of awe to their hearts.