Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

The hall was pitch black, the thick evil aura seemed to have substance, flowing in the void.

Chu Zheng had been to the Great Realm of the Universe, and he was very familiar with this evil aura.

This was the aura of the Great Realm of the Universe, the world before his eyes was within that realm.

The area eroded by evil aura could still perceive faint spiritual energy, but for living creatures, this place was already barren, it must undoubtedly be the Great Realm of the Universe.

The towering ceiling was hidden in darkness, few ghost fires hovered in mid-air, making the yin energy in the hall even more sinister.

Chu Zheng shifted his gaze to the figure not far away, and at this moment, the Spiritual Eye suddenly reacted.

[Song Lingxue (Tenth Order): Bone Age: 3473, Cultivation: Tenth Order Level Two, Former Martial Hall Execution Department Divine Martial Heavenly General, specializes in Martial Arts Scripture. All hundred veins shattered in her body, Essence Yuan dried up, Life Origin is about to be exhausted, irreparable.]

Chu Zheng's heart was shocked, instinctively wanting to step forward, but then he suddenly realized and slashed away the numerous miscellaneous thoughts that had arisen, calming down.

This was within the Illusion Realm.

The Heart Burning Corridor surely had its wonders, even the presence of the Repair Panel could be reproduced.

After a while, he finally settled his mind. This third trial, the Heart Burning, would concretize the things he feared most. The previous two trials left him in a fog, but this third trial had finally come with tests against him.

Chu Zheng stepped forward slowly, ready in mind, yet when he clearly saw Song Lingxue's current state, he still could not quite control himself.

Song Lingxue's complexion was paler than ever seen before, her skin covered in cracks, as white as paper, without a trace of blood, having suffered unprecedented heavy damages, and her originally lush black hair was now glaringly white.

Song Lingxue struggled to lift her head, her expression somewhat dazed, reluctantly pulling a corner of her mouth into a smile, and whispered:

"Azhen."

Chu Zheng's fingertips trembled slightly, in an instant feeling as if his heart was being scorched by blazing sun, the pain unbearable, his fingers unconsciously tightened, knuckles slightly whitened.

[Irreparable]

[Irreparable]

...

A series of reminders from the Repair Panel entered his mind, Chu Zheng frowned deeply, a hint of gloom in his eyes, took a deep breath, and spoke hoarsely:

"How did it become like this?"

"It's no big deal."

Song Lingxue slowly raised her hand, gently covering Chu Zheng's hand where his veins were faintly visible, with a force like a breeze, frighteningly soft.

Chu Zheng instinctively held her hand back, the coldness coming from her palm going straight into his marrow, like soaking in cold iron for a thousand years, making the force in his hand involuntarily tighten a bit more.

He could sense that the evil aura around the hall was still continuously eroding Song Lingxue's remaining vitality, with each passing moment, the vitality in her brow dimmed an inch, her frail body unable to withstand such depletion anymore.

At this rate, it wouldn't be long before she fell.

Muddled thoughts continuously flooded his mind; knowing everything before him was fake, Chu Zheng still involuntarily nurtured some doubts.

Prior, Sun-Eroding Cry told him that this corridor was linked to time and space, what he was seeing might not be illusion, but could actually be real past or even the impending future, with divine forewarnings hidden within.

There must be a reason for Sun-Eroding Cry not to have said this early without cause.

The first two trials were in the past, the third trial was clearly the future, which could be discerned by Song Lingxue's bone age.

Experiencing it all now, there's no guarantee it won't happen in the future.

If everything before him is truly a divine forewarning, then in the situation where the Repair Panel is useless, does he have any other way to save Song Lingxue?

Obviously, the answer to this question is without doubt.

"I just suffered some injuries; they'll heal with time, no big issue."

Seeing Chu Zheng remaining silent, Song Lingxue whispered, her breath gradually becoming heavier, appearing somewhat uncontrollably short.

Vital energy draining heavily, breathing more than intake, her breath weak near cessation, her inner breath completely chaotic, a sign of Life Origin's impending end; when the breath of her five viscera is entirely exhausted, her vitality will extinguish, her soul falling into the Nine Netherworld.

Chu Zheng forcibly suppressed the irritation flooding his heart, squatted down, gazing at Song Lingxue:

"What exactly happened?"

"You..."

Song Lingxue's eyes flickered as if sensing something, she lowered her eyes, not directly answering Chu Zheng's question, softly speaking:

"People will die eventually, whether weightier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather, this is what you told me years ago, you said back then, your life and mine in this world are but like feathers."

"And now, your life and mine are bound in one, no longer comparable to feathers, now even all heavens, star seas, ancient cosmos, pale in comparison to your life."

"Lingxue, you know that's not what I want to hear."

Chu Zheng rubbed his forehead, he saw that Song Lingxue was deliberately hiding something, which inevitably made his mind increasingly unsettled.

The Repair Panel, Song Lingxue's attitude, everything before his eyes, was real to the point of terror, and he couldn't detect a single flaw of illusion.

Hearing the name Lingxue, Song Lingxue's expression stiffened slightly, her eyes reddened, gaze somewhat dissipated, muttering to herself:

"So that's it..."

"Forget it, I'll find out myself."

Chu Zheng asked no more, suddenly stood, striding towards the outside of the hall, Song Lingxue not speaking, he could try the limits of this illusion himself, as long as he could glimpse a corner of the future, he might be able to prevent all this from truly happening.

A moment later, Chu Zheng returned to Song Lingxue, feeling more agitated inside.