I'm only one year old, what the hell is the counterattack system?

Chapter 452 Supernatural Power: The Art of Immortality (Please Subscribe)
When Chen Yi opened his eyes again, he found himself in a huge square.

The surrounding area was densely packed with people.

No, and not all of them are people.

Some were humanoid demons, spirits, and ghosts, and there was a barbarian not far from him.

People of varying heights sat cross-legged on the futons, surrounding him.

Before the crowd, seemingly thousands or tens of thousands of miles away, stood a colossal figure.

How tall is he?
It is as big as a star.

He sat cross-legged on a lotus platform, wearing a garment that resembled a Taoist robe—without any obvious Taoist markings, a purple outer garment over a white brocade robe.

The person's features were indistinct, as if shrouded in a galaxy, with starlight dotting their face.

Only his eyes were very bright, with huge pupils that were round and bright, like two satellites.

In his hands, one held a huge, open scroll, and in the other a rectangular jade tablet—like a ruler.

He just sat there.

Chen Yi raised an eyebrow, puzzled. "Is that person giving a sermon?"

He remembered that when he first arrived here, he did hear a magnificent and bright voice saying something like "eight or nine".

Perhaps that person was preaching.

As Chen Yi pondered this, he carefully observed his surroundings.

Several figures nearby had their backs to him, so his features were obscured, while those further away were mostly looking ahead, their serious and earnest expressions visible in their profiles.

Everyone seemed to be waiting for the massive figure in front to speak.

After observing for a while, Chen Yi still saw no movement from the others, and couldn't help but frown.

He couldn't help but use his mental perception to investigate.

But as soon as it expanded, a sudden tightness gripped my body, as if I were being watched by something.

Before he could react, a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The next moment, he died.

In the true sense of the word, he was pierced through his entire body by the immense force of the dark shadow. Blood, bones, internal organs, and even the supernatural powers and divine will within his body and the palace in his mind all collapsed one after another.

"This, this is..."

The feeling of death was even more real than when he cultivated the "Close to the World" technique. It wasn't like his mind and spirit were destroyed, but rather that he was truly dead.

Strangely, Chen Yi could still feel his own existence at this moment—illusory and ethereal.

What the hell is going on?
Chen Yi looked around, then looked down.

His body was reduced to a pool of flesh and blood, gradually disappearing as if swallowed by something underground.

His body had vanished, and he wasn't even a soul anymore; there wasn't a single trace of him showing up.

It was as if he had now become an invisible and intangible spirit, and could only sit in this fixed position.

The people around him seemed oblivious, even the few people behind him seemed not to see him, their eyes fixed on the huge figure in front of them.

Or rather, they dare not?
Chen Yi had no idea what was going on, and there was nothing he could do but stay where he was, not daring to make any further moves.

Of course, he doesn't even have the right to move now, and he doesn't know what state he's in.

I waited for who knows how long.

The enormous figure in front of them finally spoke.

The magnificent sound echoed once again throughout the vast plaza that stretched for countless miles, reaching the ears of the beings sitting cross-legged on their prayer mats.

"Nine is the ultimate number, and eight and nine represent infinite changes. All things in the world are like this, fixed within a small space. How can they transcend?"

"To see the formless, to see the real, to see the void, to glimpse the changes of the Great Dao in the truth of all things..."

As the voice appeared, Chen Yi noticed that the figures sitting cross-legged around him began to speak along with the huge figure in front of him.

Although the voices were faint, when countless living beings spoke together, the combined sound was quite magnificent.

It was as if all the living beings here were clones of that enormous figure, and their voices gradually became similar.

"What...what is this?"

Chen Yi still didn't understand, couldn't comprehend, and had no idea what state he was in.

"Why is this time practicing the Eight-Nine Arcane Technique completely different from the previous times?"

For no apparent reason, he felt a fire burning inside him, which made him very irritable.

But there's nothing he can do about it.

But in the next instant, a change suddenly occurred in the barbarian who was closest to him.

His figure was originally taller than the surrounding creatures, but now it was shrinking, as if using some kind of supernatural power, gradually shrinking to the size of a normal person.

Before Chen Yi could observe any further, a dark figure appeared beside the barbarian—the figure was a child dressed in a black Taoist robe, holding a tray covered with a red cloth.

The barbarian seemed oblivious until the child placed the tray in his hands. Only then did the barbarian, who had shrunk several sizes, react, nod slightly in greeting, and then lift the red cloth to reveal what was inside.

"A peach?"

Chen Yi stared intently at the barbarian, wanting to see what he was going to do.

The barbarian simply stuffed the peach into his mouth, even though the peach was larger than his mouth, he didn't hesitate to put it in, as if he was afraid of being punished if he didn't.

The next moment, the barbarian underwent a series of changes—two more heads appeared on his neck, and an arm appeared on each side of his shoulder.

Suddenly, he transformed into a person with three heads and four arms.

Even so, the man kept his eyes fixed on the massive figure in front of him, not daring to make any move.

Even the two new heads that had just appeared on his body were looking forward.

Even though the two heads couldn't be facing directly forward, they still glanced ahead out of the corner of their eyes.

Chen Yi vaguely understood, "We must keep a close eye on that figure in front of us; that must be the rule here."

"Furthermore, one cannot exert mental perception."

"But what does the change in that barbarian mean? Does it mean he has achieved success in his cultivation, and then he is rewarded with children?"

"Look again."

Chen Yi recorded all these discoveries, and in the end, his mind did not collapse because his physical body collapsed.

For a while afterward, the massive figure in front of them kept talking incessantly.

The surrounding creatures also joined in chanting what sounded like some kind of supernatural power or magic.

Then, creatures throughout the square began to undergo various transformations, just like the barbarian from before.

Some transformed into a stone, some into a table, and some even turned from humans into birds—the list goes on and on.

The creatures that undergo such changes will receive a reward from the child in black, which is usually a peach.

After eating them, these creatures will transform into strange beings with three heads and four arms.

The only one who transformed from a human into a bird received a different reward—he received a pill.

After eating it, that person... or rather, the sparrow he had transformed into, underwent a new change after consuming the elixir, becoming a falcon.

At this point, Chen Yi made a new discovery.

"These people are indeed cultivating a certain supernatural power, which should be the 'Eight-Nine Arcane Technique' that was awarded this time, but everyone's comprehension is different, so the results of their cultivation are different."

"Expanding, shrinking, and turning into objects such as stones or tables are the lowest level, and the reward is a peach."

"And those who can transform into birds will receive a higher-level reward. It seems that they can gain some kind of ability after transforming?" "It seems so. After all, sparrows are no match for eagles in terms of size or speed."

Chen Yi kept these discoveries in mind and looked at the huge figure in front of him again.

Think for a moment.

He stopped observing his surroundings and instead joined the other creatures around him in trying to recite the voice emanating from the enormous figure:

"Nine cycles of Nirvana knock on the Heavenly Gate. The first cycle turns into stone, enduring the slicing of a thousand-foot-high wind blade. The second cycle turns into iron, forged by the Yin Fire of the Nine Netherworlds. The third cycle turns into jade, enduring the chiseling of eighty-four thousand tribulations of lightning..."

"Upon reaching the ninth stage, the body becomes like a crystal lamp in the void, reflecting the myriad worlds without a speck of dust. Even if time flies like an arrow, it cannot leave a trace. Even if cause and effect are like chains, they cannot bind a single thought..."

Chen Yi's voice could not be heard, but when he recited these scriptures, he clearly felt something mysterious surrounding him.

It was as if some kind of spiritual energy or divine power enveloped it.

It allows him to devour and absorb it.

However, due to the limitations of his body, or rather, because his physical body had disappeared, all the profound mysteries could not be contained within him and were largely dissipated.

Even so, he still didn't stop.

They persisted in reciting the words spoken by the enormous figure, joining the surrounding creatures in chanting:
"The body is not a body, but a mysterious body; the calamity is not a calamity, but a resource; the one who breaks all laws is neither force nor technique—my body is the Dao, and all laws are illusory."

As those words fell.

As if struck by a thunderbolt, Chen Yi was momentarily disoriented.

But then he came to his senses, and something mysterious and inexplicable had entered his mind.

"Supernatural Power: Immortality and Indestructibility; Supernatural Power: Breaking All Laws?"

"Hmm? Is this a new supernatural power technique?"

If Chen Yi remembered correctly, the description of the "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts" that he saw when he received the sixth counterattack mission was as follows:
"The Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique is a secret technique passed down only by the ancient Taoist court. When cultivated to the supernatural realm, one can obtain the supernatural powers of Seventy-Two Transformations and Vajra Indestructibility. Furthermore, one can use this method to enter many secret realms of the ancient Taoist court."

"It should only be the two great supernatural powers: Seventy-two Transformations and Vajra Indestructible."

"Then what are those two behind it?"

Chen Yi had no idea, but that didn't stop him from starting to cultivate according to the techniques of immortality and the supernatural methods that could break through all laws.

Especially the former.

"Supernatural power: the art of immortality. Even if the physical body is blasted into dust, as long as a drop of blood or a wisp of primordial spirit remains, the physical body can be slowly or quickly reconstructed."

"When one cultivates to the level of supernatural powers, the primordial spirit and the physical body are highly integrated, making it difficult to separate or destroy them separately."

"As long as the physical body is not destroyed, the primordial spirit is difficult to harm. If the primordial spirit is not scattered, the physical body can be restored. This is exactly the same as my current situation."

Think of this.

Without further hesitation, Chen Yi began chanting scriptures along with the massive figure in front of him, while simultaneously attempting to cultivate the supernatural abilities he had comprehended.

The moment that thought crossed my mind.

An even more miraculous thing happened—a straight, bright red thread appeared before his eyes, just like blood.

Looks familiar?
Chen Yi glanced at it and immediately realized—those threads were the laws of heaven and earth that he could only see after advancing to the Celestial Immortal Realm!
Subconsciously, he tried to raise his hand to grasp the bright red silk thread, and what followed was a continuous stream of profound Dao principles.

"The art of immortality... the body is like a crystal lamp in the void, reflecting all worlds without a speck of dust..."

"His body is like a crystal goblet in the void..."

As those profound mysteries flooded in, Chen Yi's mind instantly calmed down.

Now that he is no longer bound by his physical body, he seems to be in a state that is even more in tune with the bright red Dao principles.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Chen Yi only heard a voice in his ear, and he suddenly snapped out of his daze:

"At the age of forty-six, you have already reached the middle stage of the Celestial Immortal realm. You have successfully cultivated the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts and obtained the supernatural power of immortality."

sound?

Chen Yi suddenly realized what was happening, but dared not make any further moves.

Then his own state changed—his physical body reappeared.

The only difference was that he was now completely naked, with no clothes covering his body, sitting cross-legged on the futon.

His appearance was the same as before, incomparably handsome, with crystal clear skin. His eyes were slightly closed, seemingly staring blankly at the figure in front of him, and his hands were forming a treasure bottle mudra.

Before I could think any further, a dark figure suddenly appeared beside me.

Immediately afterwards, he had a tray in his hand.

Chen Yi, disregarding his own condition, lifted the red cloth on the tray, took out the contents, and was about to put them in his mouth.

Upon realizing what was in his hand, he instinctively exclaimed, "Huh? A bracelet?"

then……

boom!
The black-robed child showed him no mercy. The moment the words left his mouth, the child slammed down a punch, shattering his body once more.

"..."

This time, however, Chen Yi was no longer worried.

To be precise, the instant his physical body was destroyed, he had a slight thought and was restored once again.

However, after using the supernatural power of immortality, his body recovered, but his mind was almost completely depleted.

"Okay, it can only be used four times in a short period of time."

If he exceeds this number of times, he will likely perish both physically and mentally.

Chen Yi understood all this and dared not make any more noise or movement, putting the bracelet on his wrist.

The same voice echoed in my ears again:

"At the age of forty-six, you have reached the middle stage of the Celestial Immortal realm. You have received a gift from the Heavenly Dao Guardian Child—the Nine Tribulations Glazed Bracelet, a postnatal spiritual treasure. Reward: 50 Counterattack Points."

"Nine Tribulations Glazed Bracelet: Grade Acquired Spiritual Treasure. It is made entirely of Xuanxing Jade Marrow and contains nine Tribulation Crystals, which seal the nine types of tribulation power: wind, fire, thunder, water, metal, poison, inner demon, time, and karma."

"It can be used for both offense and defense. Among them, the Nine Tribulations Revolving - Defense uses the incantation: Tribulation arises in the universe, all become heavenly garments."

"When activated by divine sense, the nine tribulation crystals rotated into an array, forming a tribulation power barrier of corresponding attributes."

"Nine Tribulations Devouring Spirit - Attack, usage incantation: All laws return to tribulation, return to the void. The nine crystals transform into a devouring tribulation vortex, forcibly extracting the spiritual power from the enemy's divine abilities or magical treasures, and feeding it back to oneself."

"besides……"

A series of chilling words echoed in Chen Yi's ears, shaking his hardened and resilient mind to its core.

Is this what is meant by acquired spiritual treasures?
Don't you think that's a bit too scary?

A long time passed.

Chen Yi had just calmed down when his eyes glanced at the [Nine Tribulations Glazed Bracelet] on his wrist, and a thought flashed through his mind.

"It needs to be refined before it can be used as easily as an extension of one's own body. The consumption is also considerable, especially the last one, 'Nine Tribulations as Eyes, Illuminating Rebirth'."

"I see. My current cultivation level is not high enough to fully unleash the power of this acquired spiritual treasure."

Thinking about it carefully, that's indeed the case.

Just like the Nine-Toothed Rake said before—that palace complex was a postnatal spiritual treasure [Water Control Ruler] crafted by Marshal Tianpeng.

If ordinary powerful beings could unleash the power of the [Water Control Ruler], wouldn't they be able to ascend to the heavens in one step and directly rival transcendent beings like Zhao Muzi?
Thinking about these things, Chen Yi calmed his mind and began to recite the scriptures again:

"The mysterious aperture is neither aperture nor emptiness..."

(End of this chapter)