Douluo: Yun Ming in the Spirit Hall Era

Chapter 350: Tree Heart Cultivation
The trident rune on Yun Ming's head lit up, and waves of soul power rippled out like waves. The waves touched the two dragon soul beads, and the beads turned into mini dragons and flew into the mark between his eyebrows.

"What's the difference?"

Yang Wudi was not surprised that Yun Ming had the ability to take this thing away. After all, he knew him. However, he could not understand why Yun Ming attached great importance to the Dragon Soul Orb.

Yun Ming: "Well, it is a special case among dragon balls. It is very precious."

This was the only way he could explain it. Yun Ming couldn't say, "Grandpa, at your level, it's hard for me to explain it to you! No, that's disrespectful!"

Yang Wudi nodded to show that he understood. He felt something strange, as if someone had ill intentions towards him. But forget it, this was not the most important thing right now.

"We can talk about the rest later. You are injured now, so let's go back to the tribe first."

As he spoke, the storage soul guide in Yang Wudi's hand flashed with soul light, and a stretcher appeared out of thin air.

However, Yun Ming did not agree with Yang Wudi's proposal. Yun Ming refused.

"No, I won't follow Grandpa back to the clan. I still have to go to the dead world."

Yang Wudi was unwilling to do so. Although the harsh environment of the Death Realm had been stabilized a little by the existence of the Golden Tree, it did not mean that it had improved. Yang Wudi was firmly against Yun Ming, a seriously injured man, wanting to go somewhere.

"No! You must come back with me."

It would have been fine when Yun Ming was injured before, but now that he is so seriously injured and still not behaving himself, it is really outrageous, and he will never agree to it.

Yun Ming understood Yang Wudi's attitude, but he had a legitimate reason for not going back. He looked at Yang Wudi with a burning gaze.

"Grandpa, I won't joke with my body. The dead world is the place where I can recover quickly and make further progress."

Yang Wudi's face was gloomy.

"Can't I not go?"

Yun Ming responded decisively.

"Yes, I have to go!"

Yang Wudi looked at the determined Yun Ming and sighed.

"Fine!"

He finally obeyed Yun Ming's wishes. After all, the grandfather could not defeat his grandson. There was no other way, so Yang Wudi could only bring Yun Ming to the dead world.

Outside Tiandou City, the Dead World

Yang Wudi dragged a stretcher to the realm of the dead.

It hasn't been long since the Golden Tree officially moved into the Dead Realm, so the environment here hasn't changed much. At most, there are some unnoticeable changes, such as the space becoming more stable and the flow of vitality inside becoming slower. However, in Yun Ming's eyes, the avenue of heaven and earth mixed with the breath of creation and destruction is much more harmonious than before.

"What should we do now?" Yang Wudi asked when they arrived at their destination.

"Into the tree."

Yun Ming responded, and his body slowly rose up under the influence of the force of space.

"Grandpa."

Yang Wudi: "What's wrong?" Yun Ming: "Remember to write a letter to Yali for me later, telling her that I'm in seclusion, otherwise she'll be worried again."

Yang Wudi: "."

Originally, Yang Wudi thought that at this moment of parting, Yun Ming would comfort this lonely old man, but he didn't expect that he would be in vain in the end.

"understood."

Yang Wudi felt a little tired, so he waved his hands and signaled Yun Ming to get out.

Yun Ming was also unambiguous and floated towards the golden tree.

"Don't worry, Grandpa. I will be back safe and sound. Please take care of yourself."

Before entering the tree for the last time, Yun Ming made a promise to Yang Wudi, then turned into golden light and entered the golden tree.

Yang Wudi smiled, looked at the golden tree and prayed softly.

"Ming'er, you must succeed!"

The World Inside the Golden Tree
As soon as Yun Ming entered here, he felt the surging vitality that far exceeded that of the golden tree seedling. Just by breathing normally, he felt a lot more relaxed and the pain from his injuries was much less felt.

"You are hurt?"

A cold voice sounded.

"Yes! I am injured, so I come here to heal and practice."

Yun Ming knew who this was and had no intention of hiding from her eyes and ears.

He replied to Gu Yuena, and then nothing happened. Gu Yuena did not respond to him.

Yun Ming was a little confused. What was going on? Was it just a simple question? It was a little strange.

He didn't quite understand Gu Yuena's current behavior and thinking, but since Gu Yuena didn't want to talk, he had nothing to say. He closed his eyes and began to heal his wounds and practice.

Gazing at the space inside his body, Yun Ming saw his body riddled with holes, as well as the incompatibility between the sky-supporting space and his flesh and blood.

Being seriously injured is definitely not good, but it is also an opportunity to break and then rebuild. If Yun Ming can use the two dragon soul beads to nourish the small golden tree in his body, will his body be more compatible with the upcoming expansion of the Sky-supporting Space during the process of serious injury recovery? In addition, with the dragon balls of ice and fire dragon souls in hand and still in the body of the golden tree, can he use the power of the dragon soul as fire and the vitality of the golden tree as firewood to ignite the soul fire of the small golden tree and cultivate the small golden tree into the life core of the Sky-supporting Space?
After deducing these two conjectures, Yun Ming felt that the possibility was not small. In addition, he still had to comprehend the laws of the world, so this was naturally the most suitable place for him to retreat. He felt that this should be the last important accumulation before he became a god. If this was accomplished, his chances of success would be 30% higher.

The trident rune between Yun Ming's eyebrows lit up, and the patterns of the Four Seasons Ascension appeared on Yun Ming's body like skin texture. The only remaining seven soul rings emerged, and two strange dragon roars began to echo in his mind.

It was not until Yun Ming completely entered a deep state of meditation that Gu Yuena, with her silver hair like a waterfall and a delicate and perfect face, appeared in the space inside the tree. She frowned slightly, and her pure and ethereal silver eyes looked at the shining rune between Yun Ming's eyebrows, and she whispered in a low voice.

"Poseidon?"

Gu Yuena had long cut off the internal and external information transmission channels of the Golden Tree Space, so she was not worried that the mark on Yun Ming would attract the gods, but the conversation he had interrupted was indeed related to the Sea God, but no one knew what she was thinking and what plans she had. However, what was certain was that she should not have sensed the breath of the Ice and Fire Dragon King, otherwise she would have had to forcibly extract the two Dragon King souls from Yun Ming's body.

Gu Yuena watched Yun Ming practice for a while, then finally did nothing and turned away.

Yun Ming was practicing, and the inheritors of the Three Gods were also practicing. Without the disturbance of these people, the war on the continent was temporarily calmed down. However, everyone knew that this was only the calm before the final storm, and all parties were preparing for the final battle.

During this period, the soul master world on the mainland was dominated by normal genius soul masters, such as Oscar, Ning Rongrong, Feng Xiaotian, and the golden generation of the Spirit Hall. There were minor frictions, but no major conflicts. Until that day, someone came out of seclusion, and the war on the mainland started again.
(End of this chapter)