Battle Through the Heaven: Purple Heaven

Two days later, evening.

Xiao Bai finished dinner and settled on the boulder. Through recent cultivation, his soul felt increasingly saturated, as if on the verge of a breakthrough. Tonight, my soul might advance.

If his soul broke through, he could potentially piece together the fragmented memories in his mind, restoring his past.

Glancing at the hut, its soft glow illuminating the dusk, Xiao Bai's lips curved into a faint smile. Since that night, Xiao Yi Xian had grown even gentler toward him.

But she adamantly denied saying anything about marriage, insisting it was his imagination.

What's with her these past two days? She's been secretive, spending hours in the hut and barring me from entering.

Xiao Bai was curious but refrained from probing with his soul force. Everyone has their secrets. If she doesn't want me to know, I'll respect that.

Shaking off the thought, he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and slipped into the serene, instinctive state he'd mastered since losing his memory.

Circulating the Heavenly Heart Sensing Chapter, he captured stray spiritual qi from the void, converting it into soul force. His sea of consciousness brimmed with surging soul energy.

While refining the qi, Xiao Bai compressed the soul force, urging it to transform, aiming to advance from late Mortal Realm to Mortal Realm Perfection.

A faint coolness pulsed in his sea of consciousness as wisps of spiritual qi merged into his soul—a sign of growth.

Time drifted by. The soul mist in his sea thickened, nearing liquefaction. His sea of consciousness expanded imperceptibly. This breakthrough is assured.

Pop! A faint sound echoed in his sea, and an indescribable aura rippled outward from Xiao Bai, invisible to the eye.

Though the valley was windless, nearby flora bent and swayed as if caught in a gale. This formless, colorless force was imperceptible to all but those with profound strength or innately potent souls.

If anyone saw Xiao Bai now, they'd notice a subtle change—a radiant, almost luminous presence. His eyes occasionally flashed with a sharp glint, a mark of a brimming soul and commanding spirit.

"Mortal Realm Perfection—finally!" Xiao Bai confirmed through his technique, recognizing his new soul realm.

But despite the breakthrough, his memory fragments, though more numerous, refused to connect, leaving him frustrated.

How did I lose my memory? Who shattered it into pieces like this?

If I find out who's responsible, I'll make them taste amnesia too!

Xiao Bai's eyes glinted coldly, his thoughts venomous. Poor guy—he doesn't know his own thunder caused this!

Suddenly, the rune on his brow blazed with dazzling silver light, exuding a powerful pull, as if trying to draw his soul within.

It's here.

Xiao Bai murmured. Each time he cultivated the Heavenly Heart Sensing Chapter these past days, the rune had stirred, but tonight's intensity was unmatched.

He'd noticed a pattern: the pull grew stronger daily, while the ominous feeling in his spiritual intuition waned. It's either tied to my progress refining the Geng Metal Calamity Thunder or my growing soul force. Those are the only things advancing enough to ease that bad premonition.

Let's see what's pulling me in.

Initially wary, Xiao Bai now sensed little danger. Curious if it was linked to his amnesia, he resolved to investigate.

Steeling himself, he ceased resisting. His soul followed the pull, diving into the rune's radiant glow.

As his soul entered, the light on his forehead dimmed, leaving only a faint shimmer on the rune.

A dizzying whirl engulfed him. His soul arrived in a strange, pitch-black void, devoid of time or space, with occasional wisps of chaotic airflow drifting through.

Xiao Bai couldn't sense this. The moment his soul entered, an immense pressure—like the vastness of the heavens—crushed his soul's sentience, blinding him to his surroundings.

Discomfort overwhelmed him. His mind grew foggy, clinging to a single thread of consciousness, barely staving off complete oblivion.

What is this place? Is this state caused by someone—or something else?

In the void, a stray chaotic airflow struck his soul, merging instantly. A familiar coolness flooded his consciousness—the same sensation as absorbing spiritual qi during his breakthrough. Just one wisp matches days of gathering qi with my technique!

But before he could rejoice, he noticed faint black mist emanating from the airflow. It felt eerily familiar, yet he couldn't place it.

What a bizarre place. Though reduced to a sliver of awareness and blind to the void, he sensed he was in an extraordinary space—an intuition both profound and inexplicable.

More chaotic airflows collided with his soul, absorbed rapidly. His newly advanced, slightly unstable soul realm solidified swiftly.

After an unknowable time, a mighty repelling force surged. His lone thread of consciousness quaked, and with another familiar whirl, he returned to his body.

The instant he did, the Geng Metal Calamity Thunder, suppressed by Xiao Bing, erupted, straining against its bonds.

"Hngh!" Xiao Bai groaned, the balance in his lungs—stabilized over days—teetering. Before he could inspect, a small, refined cluster of Geng Metal Calamity Thunder flashed gold, darting into his sea of consciousness toward his returning soul.

Xiao Bing didn't intervene, letting it pass.

Under Xiao Bai's puzzled gaze, the golden lightning entered his soul, bursting into a radiant glow that suffused his soul body.

He wasn't worried. This refined thunder bore his soul's imprint, attuned to his essence, harmless to him.

Suddenly, he saw the black mist from the void's chaotic airflow dissolve under the golden thunder's purification, transforming into a tiny wisp of chaotic spiritual qi that merged into his soul.

Simultaneously, the golden thunder's stimulation sparked a flood of memories in his mind—clearer, more complete. His past surged back.

He remembered everything.