Chapter 1497: Chapter 1497: A Miniature Divine Land

When compared to a warrior of the same level as he, Zen's physical body was obviously much stronger than most. In terms of his body's capacity though, he sometimes found himself facing certain limitations. Now was one of those times.

The numerous strength source surrounding Zen was constantly and continuously absorbed by his body. The strength filled him in the deepest places of his inner self, including his bones, muscles, organs, and spine.

This form of strength absorption created an ultimate increase of power within Zen. It was as though his body and mind were always alert and crystal clear. He felt inexhaustible, invincible and most of all, Zen felt abundant.

At the moment though, the strength source to be absorbed was far greater in amount than Zen had ever faced before. His body worked hard, the numerous strength filling him more and more. It didn't take too long before the feeling of wonderful abundance began to transform into the harsh sensation of being full.

And he recognized the feeling of fullness. He knew what it meant, too. It meant his capacity of absorption had nearly reached its limit - and yet, so much strength source remained.

This sensation had overcome him once before, when he had borrowed the dragon scales' power. With so much strength to be contained within one single person, Zen's body couldn't bear the load. He had stopped just in time back then.

Zen equally knew that if he forcibly absorbed the strength source, his body wouldn't hold and would easily disintegrate. Of course, this was something he had to avoid at all costs. But what to do now?

Staring out at the strength source before him, Zen realized he had absorbed less than a ten thousandth of it all. He was drenched with a stressed sweat and felt overwhelmingly discouraged. His feeling was comparable to a person leaving a treasure mountain empty handed; the problem was, there were simply too many treasures to choose from.

“The strength source here can help you break through the Eight Path Platforms. This is a one of a kind opportunity, so make the most of it...”

A faint voice spoke from the depths of Zen's mind.

Was this the cyan dragon reaching out to him? It had to be!

After the nine Genuine Dragons had been awakened, they had since maintained their silence in his mind. So much so that even when he tried reaching out or speaking to them, they wouldn't respond. This was different though. Zen knew with certitude that the cyan dragon had spoken.

'They really don't want me to waste this opportunity, ' Zen thought to himself.

Zen hadn't been refining his body for very long, nor had he gotten very far. At the time, he had only managed to forge one Path Platform. And he had had the help of the Cloud-chasing Lion's bone, at that.

Now the cyan dragon had spoken his word which had wiped Zen free of any doubts or insecurities. This time, he didn't hesitate.

Sure, it was true that these nine Genuine Dragons had other intentions, of which he had been warned. Zen still chose to believe them, though. He knew this was important.

Now that the power had pierced directly through the center of his eyebrows and had hit his mind, a torrent of strength source washed over him. The power was so strong and unexpected that it instantly destroyed the Path Platform forged with the Cloud-chasing Lion's bone.

“Whoa! What the heck! What's going on?” Momentarily stunned, Zen let out a deep breath and regained his composure. He had definitely not been expecting something so intense!

While he floated, a bold and crystal clear smile was transmitted from the depths of his mind. Now, it was the red dragon's voice he heard. “Our big brother has taken a stand,” the voice boomed. “Thus, I shall act as an obedient little brother!” It now became obvious to Zen that what was happening here was definitely an extraordinary opportunity. This wouldn't happen twice, that he was also sure of it. If he missed out on it, then he might never get his chance again.

Zen's eyes caught something moving just above his level of sight. He lifted his eyes only slightly and saw the complex pattern of steam emanating from his forehead. Now that the red dragon had spoken his word, Zen was now empowered with a spiritual force.

“Now, young man, you must follow the steam and guide the strength source. Strength, that is extremely pure and without fault. In its natural form, it is countless times better than the Cloud-chasing Lion's bone! Trust me, a Path Platform forged from this strength source is nothing the Cloud-chasing Lion could ever compare to. Do as I say.” ℝ𝒶ΝȎВΕꞨ

Without a moment's hesitation, Zen closed his eyes and immediately obeyed what the red dragon had told him to do.

Putting all his concentration toward the strength flow, vortexes soon began to appear. They formed in Zen's hands, his legs, head, chest, back and even his cinnabar field! What was happening now?

Frantically, and thankfully for Zen, the vortexes that he had just formed began to absorb the strength source, as if doing it for him! Zen felt a sudden and enormous sense of relief.

On his own, before the dragons had reached out to him, Zen had easily absorbed over ten thousand drops of the strength source. Now though, the eight vortexes he created were each capable of absorbing just as much if not more than his own body could. He watched them, completely amazed at how powerful he had become.

Despite the astonishing work the vortexes created, there was too much strength source surrounded Zen, and too much energy remained. A lake as large as this one simply had too many absorbable drops of strength source.

Zen took the time to assess the situation. Currently, he felt perfectly fine. Having absorbed a hundred thousand drops of strength source himself now had virtually no consequence. And yet before, he had felt so full!

Zen brought his focus and strength back to absorbing the strength source. Path Platforms, sparkling and enticing with a dazzling shine, appeared at the opening of the eight vortexes.

The Eight Path Platforms of body refiner often twisted off and formed different shapes, but most of them were milky white Path Platforms. This was because most body refiners would form their own Path Platforms based on the rare white bones. However, Zen's Path Platforms were seven-colored.

This strength source was so enormous, so great, it was indescribable. Assuredly, no such strength source could exist within the universe. If something of the kind did exist, then it was no doubt much, much smaller in size. And of course, there wouldn't be half as many drops of strength source to be absorbed!

It would be completely impossible for an ordinary warrior to find such a large amount of strength source. Even if Laquisha's brother got really lucky or had great karma going for him, there was no way he would ever find such an amazing amount of strength source. In other words, her brother couldn't even compare himself with Zen's gaining.

Straightly put, Zen had to spend every drop of strength source he could muster in order to build his Eight Path Platforms and form his most solid foundation.

Zen was very aware that this kind of treatment was special. Unique, in a way. And it was also notably quite rare in the divine land.

In any case, it was only the Holy Beings' disciples that were actually capable of extracting strength source like this. Holy Beings used this absorbed strength source to build the universes.

Undoubtedly, this strength source was more than just precious in the eyes of the Holy Beings. They needed this strength in order to continue building, and taking the decision to have it absorbed was difficult for them due to the constant extraction of their power.

As for the master of Divine Refinement Forbidden Land, why he was so willing to have all his personal strength source extracted. That was and would remain a mystery. The master shared his strength source with the living creatures around him.

By the time all the Path Platforms were completed, each of them flashing dazzling ray of light, a solid five minutes had passed. For Zen though, it was like having traveled entire lifetimes of numerous body refiners. Not only that, but his Path Platforms were the purest ones around and they were already in their most perfect stage - without any cracks or flaws!

Finally!

His Eight Path Platforms were completed.

Slowly, the vortexes that had earlier been created within all parts of Zen's body began to gradually dissipate into thin air. The absorption of the strength source equally slowed before coming to a complete stop.

“The Eight Path Platforms have been formed. Now, you can prepare for the Nine Divine Stars!” Making him jump slightly in surprise, the red dragon's voice sounded once again in his mind.

Zen kept his eyes firmly closed.

Following the patterns the red dragon had sent him, Zen continued to absorb the strength source. There wasn't much left, thanks to the vortexes, and now with the red dragon's encouragement, Zen felt capable of finishing the job.

Quickly after the strength source was absorbed, it began circulating within Zen's cinnabar field.

For a body refiner, having the Nine Divine Stars was a one-way path to perfection. And Zen, as a body refiner, knew he had to attain this goal more than anything else he had ever achieved in the past.

Working within his own inner world, he had to build, to create those nine stars of utmost importance and greatness.

It must be said that a normal warrior would never create stars in their inner world. It was simple: A warrior wasn't a Holy Being. Their inner world was therefore incomplete.

Body refiners, on the other hand, had nine stars in their cinnabar field. With the nine stars forming a circle, their power could and would grow endlessly. The challenge here was building them.

“Isn't it too early for Zen to build the Nine Divine Stars?” asked a green-colored Genuine Dragon.

Since the ancient times, since the beginning of their history, cultivation had always been a specialty. One could say that such was even favored.

Whether it was the Lower World, the Upper World, or even the divine land, cultivators who could cultivate both body and life vitality simultaneously were beings of an extreme rarity. And such beings had to be cared for. Members with this level of power had to live in order to achieve greatness.

These cultivators who could cultivate both body and life vitality at the same time definitely couldn't go further on this path.

But this limit was only for ordinary warriors!

In fact, if a True God of the divine land had the desire to pursue the path of Holy Being, they wouldn't just cultivate these two, but cultivate three.

They were soul, life vitality and body.

And it was only when one reached the genuine pinnacle of soul cultivation, life vitality cultivation and body refining, would they have the qualifications to build a true inner world. Only then would they have the qualifications to construct such a universe, a world of its own, placed at the edge of the divine land.

Right now, Zen was only a warrior of the Spirit Supreme Realm. It was a known fact that the inner world of a warrior of the Spirit Supreme Realm was incapable of holding nine stars!

The green Genuine Dragon was right. It was too early for Zen. The moment the strength source would enter his inner world, it would explode Zen's weak inner world. Needless to say, such a result would be extremely tragic.

The green dragon continued mulling over his thoughts. Of course, his greatest worry right now was that Zen's current inner world would explode, especially in its actual state.

“No… Zen's inner world is indeed weak, but it's no longer an ordinary inner world. He now has a real inner world!” The Five-clawed Golden Dragon opened his mouth to speak.

They could see Zen's every move and they all had been watching him with intent and interest. All the dragons had kept their eyes on him, never daring to look away, not even for a second, not even to blink. They had watched him remove a small but lively fish from his own inner world.

Facial expressions began to change while they watched this scene, going from outright astonished to overwhelmed with emotion. What the Genuine Dragons had been observing all along was becoming clear to them all.

The images playing before their eyes allowed them to finally understand what they were dealing with. Zen's inner world did have the same characteristics as that of a Holy Being. His inner world was constructed from chaotic energy, which was beyond the comprehension of the Genuine Dragons.

In a way, Zen was a small “Holy Being”. In fact, he could even be stronger than one.

The inner world created by the Holy Being was formed from life vitality, and was limited by the heavens. If any living creature within it wanted to transcend this boundary, they would have to comprehend the Godly Way in order to obtain the qualifications for crossing the heavens and entering the divine land.

As for Zen's inner world, it was on a whole new level. It was instead formed from chaotic energy and without restriction from the heavens, all living creatures could leave his inner world directly!

Looking at it from this angle, Zen's inner world was most definitely not just any ordinary world. It was far from an ordinary universe, even. This was a divine land... A miniature divine land!

Yes, the nine Genuine Dragons had chosen Zen for their own purpose. They wished to return to their own land, to guide Zen in his search for the truth, and they wished that he would ultimately help them seek revenge.

Which gave reason as to why the Grand Weapon Refining Method had been used on Zen, resulting in his unique body and capacity.

As soon as Zen entered the fairy palace and started practicing the Primal Chaos Technique, the situation had already begun to take a turn for the better. Zen's cultivation had begun progressing beyond any dragon's wildest expectations.