N-A-A Chapter 105 Testing the Power of the Emblem of Light
Chapter 105 Testing the Power of the Emblem of Light
Chapter 105 Testing the Power of the Emblem of Light
Early morning on Poseidon Island.
As dawn broke, golden rays pierced through the thin mist and fell upon the windowpane of a wooden house.
"How do I make this?"
Lu Xingchen sat cross-legged on the bed covered with silk cushions, his fingertips twirling a golden badge about the size of his palm.
This badge, whose full name is "1-001 Bright Badge", is a sealed artifact that he has kept in the Chaos Sea for a long time.
Its ability is very special, called "Light of Miracles"—it can absorb the "light" in the hearts of intelligent beings around it and convert it into real energy attacks. Theoretically, its upper limit is comparable to the full-force attack of a third-level god.
(PS: She appears in Chapter 54; see the synopsis for details on her abilities.)
Although it has powerful functions, it also has some downsides that can be quite troublesome.
After use, it will come with a negative buff called "Dishonest Person", which will forcibly attract hatred to the user and make the first intelligent being who sees the user feel intense displeasure.
However, since Lu Xingchen rarely has direct conflicts with others, this prop has never been used since its creation.
But this morning, when Lu Xingchen had nothing to do, he suddenly remembered this item, so he took it out of the Chaos Sea to study its function.
"If it can absorb the light of intelligent beings, then it should also be able to absorb the light within the user's heart, right?"
A thoughtful look flashed in Lu Xingchen's eyes. With a slight movement of his fingertips, a wisp of condensed spiritual energy flowed slowly into the Emblem of Light.
"Buzz—"
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A deep hum suddenly rang out, and the sun pattern on the surface of the badge lit up instantly. A dazzling golden light burst forth, then subsided in an instant, transforming into a soft light curtain that enveloped Lu Xingchen's palm.
The next moment, an extremely mysterious feeling welled up in my heart.
Lu Xingchen's perception seemed to be infinitely magnified. He could clearly "see" that in his spiritual world, there were countless tiny golden specks of light dancing—that was the "light" formed by the intertwining of his spiritual power and emotions, and also the energy source defined in the Badge of Light.
"Extract".
Lu Xingchen silently recited the command in his mind. As soon as the thought left his mind, an indescribable power spread out from the badge, like countless fine threads, silently probing into his spiritual world.
This force is very special and very secretive.
Even with Lu Xingchen's spiritual strength at the Divine Origin Realm, he could only vaguely sense that something was drawing power from him, but he couldn't pinpoint the trajectory of that power at all.
He could clearly feel that what was being absorbed was not only his spiritual power, but also the emotional fluctuations mixed in with it—joy, happiness, positivity, and all sorts of positive emotions were extracted and merged into the badge along with the spiritual power.
Lu Xingchen did not resist, allowing that power to be extracted at will.
After about half a cup of tea's time, the energy being drawn suddenly stopped.
Lu Xingchen sensed that 500 points of his mental energy had been drained. He tried to activate his will again, but the Emblem of Light remained unmoved and refused to absorb any more energy.
"I see."
Lu Xingchen nodded slightly, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes. "There is a limit to the amount of light that can be extracted from an individual. The maximum amount of spiritual power that can be extracted at one time is about one percent of the individual's total spiritual power."
He weighed the badge of light in his hand and could clearly feel that it contained an energy that, while not overwhelming, was exceptionally concentrated.
"Five hundred points of spiritual power is almost the entire foundation of an ordinary Soul Saint, but the energy that can be converted is at most equivalent to a Soul King's full-force attack."
Lu Xingchen clicked his tongue in a low voice, "This energy conversion rate is really a bit low."
On second thought, he felt relieved.
After all, only mental energy and emotions were transformed; soul power was not included.
In terms of conversion efficiency of mental energy alone, this value is actually quite considerable.
"It seems this thing is only suitable for use in crowded places." Lu Xingchen stroked the badge, a playful smile curving his lips.
There is a limit to the number of individuals, but there is no limit to the number of people.
As long as there are crowds of people around, even if they are all ordinary people who are powerless, the "light" gathered together is enough to make this badge unleash earth-shattering power.
Of course, although its upper limit can reach the level of a level three god's single strike, the activation conditions are also very demanding. Not only does it require enough "light", but it also has to meet specific scenarios.
This is quite in line with the typical characteristics of sealed artifacts: powerful, yet always accompanied by constraints.
After all, it's only a level one sealed artifact. To possess such power is already incredibly powerful. Asking for more would be too greedy.
"There's another troublesome flaw."
Lu Xingchen frowned slightly as he felt the energy slowly dissipating from the badge. The "absorbed light" couldn't be stored; once absorption stopped, it had to be released within ten minutes, otherwise the energy would completely dissipate.
This means that this thing can only be used immediately upon drawing it; you can't save it as a trump card for emergencies.
"Indeed, practice makes perfect."
Lu Xingchen chuckled, "Just looking at the information is not enough to understand the details of these sealed objects. Only by trying them out yourself can you know their advantages and disadvantages."
He casually held the Emblem of Light in his palm, and with a flick of his other hand, a pendant appeared between his fingers—it was the "1-002 Teleportation Pendant".
Lu Xingchen twitched his fingertips slightly, channeling his spiritual energy into the pendant.
Unlike before, this time he deliberately manipulated his power, not activating the teleportation effect, but guiding the spatial power of the pendant to condense a fist-sized silver vortex in front of him.
The vortex spun slowly, with fine spatial turbulence flowing along its edges, emanating a heart-pounding fluctuation.
"Five hundred points of mental energy, it's such a waste to just throw them away like this, I might as well use them to test the waters," Lu Xingchen muttered to himself.
In the past, when he used the teleportation pendant, he would write down the specific location using "0-01", but this time he deliberately did not do so.
The spatial vortex before us connects to a completely unknown region.
However, with his powerful spiritual strength at the Divine Origin Realm, Lu Xingchen could still faintly sense that at the other end of the vortex, there was an extremely dense fluctuation of evil energy, which was cold, bloody, and nauseating.
"This feeling—is it an evil spirit master? And a rather powerful one at that." Lu Xingchen frowned slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
Since the other party wasn't a good person, he didn't need to be polite.
Lu Xingchen's lips curled into a cold smile as he pointed the Badge of Light at the spatial vortex in front of him: "What a small world! Well then, accept the baptism of 'Light'!"
The moment he finished speaking, a thought flashed through his mind.
With a "whoosh," the Emblem of Light suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light, and a golden beam of light as thick as an arm tore through the air, carrying scorching power, like a falling star, and shot into the silver spatial vortex.
Anyway, the opponents are probably some evil spirit masters who have committed many evil deeds, so he has a clear conscience about his attack.
The moment the beam of light disappeared into the vortex, Lu Xingchen withdrew his mental energy without hesitation.
The silver spatial vortex receded like the tide, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Just kidding, if the other side manages to sneak over through the spatial passage, they'll be in big trouble.
That's right, it's the other party who's in trouble, not him.
Meanwhile, at the northernmost tip of the Douluo Continent, deep in the far north.
Snowflakes danced wildly in the air, and the biting wind, like countless sharp ice blades, swept across the vast snowfield, whistling and howling.
This is a forbidden zone for life, covered by ice and snow all year round, with temperatures dropping to tens of degrees below zero. Even ice-attribute soul masters would never want to stay here for long.
In this icy and snowy landscape, beneath a precipitous mountain peak perpetually shrouded in snow and ice, lies a highly secretive underground base, a full two hundred meters below the surface.
Inside the base, dim candlelight flickered, and a faint red mist drifted through the air like venomous snakes. The thick stench of blood mixed with the putrid smell was nauseating.
Broken bones were scattered on the ground, and countless twisted runes were carved on the walls, exuding a sinister and eerie atmosphere.
"Hehe—it'll be soon, very soon—"
A deep, hoarse voice echoed in the empty stone chamber, carrying an indescribable chill and resentment.
In the center of the stone chamber, a figure hovered in mid-air, its entire body covered in a dense, eerie green light, obscuring its features. Only a pair of eyes, gleaming with a bloodthirsty light, could be vaguely seen, like a hungry wolf in the dark night.
His name was Ghost Emperor, and he was a high-ranking member of the Holy Spirit Cult.
"If the plan proceeds smoothly, not only will we eliminate those two thorns in our side—Shrek Academy and Tang Sect—but we can also gather all the souls needed for the final plan in one go!"
The Ghost Emperor's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement, and the eerie green light around him grew even stronger.
"Yun Ming! You just wait! I will soon repay you for the humiliation you caused me back then! When that time comes, I will tear your soul out and torture you day and night, making you wish you were dead!"
When the words "Yunming" were mentioned, the Ghost Emperor's voice suddenly became sharp, and the killing intent around him almost solidified.
"Once we deal with Yun Ming, and then wait for Qian Gu Dong Feng to prepare the 'medicine,' allowing the Demon Emperor to fully recover and preside over the ceremony, the entire Douluo Continent will fall under the rule of our Holy Spirit Cult!"
"Gagaga—"
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The Ghost Emperor's maniacal laughter echoed in the stone chamber, carrying a chilling tone.
Under his "astounding wisdom," the Holy Spirit Cult has developed extremely rapidly in recent years. Not only has it gathered countless vicious evil spirit masters in the underworld, but it has also planted many of his spies within the Federation.
At the same time, he also played both sides, secretly contacting some high-ranking officials in the Federation and the Spirit Pagoda. Those people had long been dissatisfied with the transcendent status of Shrek Academy and Tang Sect, and were eager to use the Holy Spirit Cult to get rid of these two thorns in their side.
The Ghost Emperor was naturally pleased with this outcome.
So what if we're used as a weapon? As long as we achieve our ultimate goal, when the Holy Spirit Cult unifies the continent, both the Spirit Pagoda and the Federation will have to obediently submit!
And he, the Ghost Emperor, will ascend to the supreme divine position by stepping on the bones of billions of living beings!
"Gagaga—"
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The thought of that scene filled the Ghost Emperor with immense joy, and his maniacal laughter grew even louder.
But just then—
"Buzz—"
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A soft buzzing sound suddenly rang out, sounding particularly abrupt in the deathly silent stone chamber.
"Hmm?" The Ghost Emperor's laughter stopped abruptly. He looked up sharply, his gaze fixed on the void not far in front of him.
There, a silver light suddenly flashed, and countless fine spatial patterns intertwined and swirled, condensing in an instant into a spatial vortex about ten feet wide.
Within the vortex, silver light flowed, exuding an unfamiliar spatial fluctuation.
"This is... a spatial passage?!"
The Ghost Emperor's pupils contracted sharply, and the eerie green light around him surged instantly. He stared at the vortex as if facing a formidable enemy. "Who is it? Who dares to trespass on the stronghold of my Holy Spirit Sect?!"
His voice was chillingly cold, and the murderous aura emanating from him almost froze the entire stone chamber. The person who could open a spatial passage deep within the far north must be incredibly powerful!
Just as he was fully alert and preparing to make a move, a slightly immature voice faintly drifted over through the spatial vortex: "—Accept the baptism of light."
Before he finished speaking, a dazzling golden beam of light, like a blazing sun piercing through the darkness, suddenly pierced through the spatial vortex and shot toward the Ghost Emperor with a scorching heat!
"What the hell is that?!"
The Ghost Emperor was startled and instinctively raised his hand to strike. The eerie green soul power condensed into a giant ghost claw, carrying the power to corrode all things, and fiercely grabbed at the golden light.
"Bang!"
With a muffled thud, the golden light and the ghostly claw collided violently.
To the Ghost Emperor's surprise, the seemingly dazzling golden light contained extremely weak power, at most equivalent to a full-force attack from a Soul King.
With a gentle squeeze, the ghostly claw shattered the golden light completely, without even causing a ripple.
"You bastard!"
Although he easily deflected the attack, a surge of anger rose in the Ghost Emperor's heart, along with an indescribable heaviness.
The strength of the attack is secondary; the key point is that the appearance of this spatial passage means that their Holy Spirit Cult's long-hidden headquarters has been discovered!
Was it a lucky accident, or was it premeditated?
A flickering light flashed in the Ghost Emperor's eyes, and his brows furrowed tightly. He was inherently suspicious, and even though the opponent's attack seemed weak, he couldn't help but wonder if this was a feigned weakness by the enemy.
Before he could figure it out, the spatial vortex in front of him suddenly trembled, and the silver light quickly dimmed. In an instant, it completely dissipated into the void, as if it had never existed.
"Oh no!"
The Ghost Emperor suddenly realized what had happened, a hint of annoyance and malice flashing in his eyes. "We've been tricked! That guy's strength isn't that great at all! He was able to open the spatial passage probably through some kind of special soul tool or soul skill!"
Otherwise, why would the other party not dare to linger and instead hastily close the spatial passage?
"Damn it! I should have just rushed over and twisted that guy's head off!"
The Ghost Emperor gritted his teeth in anger, and the eerie green light around him surged wildly. Countless runes on the walls of the stone chamber began to tremble violently.
He suddenly raised his hand and took out a completely black communicator from his storage soul tool, his fingertips rapidly pressing buttons on it.
"All personnel, listen up! Move out immediately and search every area within a hundred miles of the far north!"
The Ghost Emperor's voice, transmitted through the communicator, reverberated throughout the underground base, carrying an unquestionable command: "Regardless of age or gender, anyone alive is to be killed without mercy!"
"yes!"
On the other end of the communicator came countless respectful yet bloodthirsty responses.
In an instant, the once deathly silent underground base erupted into a frenzy.
Countless figures emerged from every corner, dressed in black and exuding a strong aura of evil. They rushed out of the base like ghosts and headed towards various directions in the far north.
The biting wind still howled, and the snow still danced wildly in the air.
However, this snowfield, which had always been sparsely populated, was turned into complete chaos because of Lu Xingchen's unintentional act.
Unfortunately, the actions of this group of evil spirit masters were destined to be futile.
Meanwhile, Lu Xingchen also encountered new troubles.
A beautiful, aloof blonde girl stood blocking his way, holding a long sword high in her hand: "You only have two choices now. One, obediently crawl under my skirt."
"Second, I'll beat him up here."
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