Douluo Continent: All I Do Is Destroy Rings is Skill.

Chapter 384 Meeting the Remnant Soul

The entire process of collecting divine power is not complicated; according to Electrox, it is simply:

These divine powers are like an integral part of this world, not something that belongs to any individual; the difficulty of acquiring and using them varies.

Just like public transportation and private cars, the former only requires a coin to board, while the latter either requires authorization, i.e., a key, or... well, you can only...

Under Electrolux's guidance, Ning Wuque sat cross-legged by the Divine Blood Pool for the next few days, actively releasing his spiritual power to perceive the surroundings.

The world that can be seen with spiritual power is very different from that seen with the naked eye. Ning Wuque was as clumsy as a newborn baby in this respect. Although he could project his spiritual power, it was only like the golden core divine sense in traditional cultivation novels, which could only expand his macroscopic vision.

At best, it simply shifts the perspective from second-person to third-person.

With Electrolux's help, this infant in the realm of mental exploration was like someone being helped to learn to walk, gradually shifting his vision from the third plane to another plane.

Thus, he "saw" them, and saw the various pigment particles that made up the entire Divine Blood Pool.

At first, you can only see them, but you can't feel the sensations emitted by these pigment particles, or identify their properties and information, let alone decompose, condense, or even utilize them.

"This is so difficult, Elder Yi! I feel like my head is about to explode! This is completely different from the skills Elder Mu taught me."

If Moon taught how to make mental power a force in one's hands, then what Electrolux was showing Ning Wuque at this moment was how to transform mental power into a tool in one's own hands.

That's the difference between a warrior and a blacksmith.

Warriors only need to wield their iron swords on the battlefield, but the blacksmiths responsible for forging the swords have much more to consider.

In any case, Ning Wuque will not delve deeply into this area. Let Electrolux leave this knowledge to the disciples he chooses in the future. He doesn't need this inheritance! Without some talent and learning ability, it's enough to just dabble in it.

【Then take a short rest. I was originally planning to test your talent in this area. To be honest, in just two days you were able to capture the essence of the blood in this Divine Blood Pool through your spiritual power. Although you have some foundation, in terms of talent you are qualified.】

Electrolux's spirit materialized into a teacup, and he took a sip as if he were a teacher, his eyes revealing a mixture of regret and satisfaction.

Satisfied that Ning Wuque fully met his standards for being his disciple, although his talent was somewhat lacking, his character and temperament were excellent.

Unfortunately, that's also a pity. He had no intention of accepting this legacy.

Ning Wuque also covered his head and rested on the spot. He rested for two whole hours, as if he had taken a long nap.

This is because Ning Wuque's mental energy has not yet become intertwined with his body, so he cannot enjoy the boost from his physical recovery power, which is why he needs such a long recovery time. Once he completes the construction breakthrough of the fifth level, his mental energy recovery speed will also increase significantly, and mental energy will no longer be his weakness in the future.

"Continue, Elder Yi. And what benefits will I receive if I complete the retrieval according to your method?"

[It depends on the situation. Normally, you will receive a sacred baptism, which you can think of as a thorough cleansing of your internal injuries and impurities. Its effect on you is limited, and it won't bring much improvement.]

As Electrolux answered, Ning Wuque beside him closed his eyes and began to release his spiritual energy, the words still echoing in his ears:

Of course, there is also a very small chance that you will be able to see the god to which this divine power belongs, or the remnant soul that is wandering here.

However, the probability is extremely small, but if you do encounter it, you might reap considerable rewards? It all depends on you.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Wuque felt his mental energy begin to be absorbed by a familiar mental energy—it was Electrolux.

Like a hand in hand, its spiritual power guided Ning Wuque on how to explore this magical spiritual world and how to act. However, compared to the first time, this time his actions were more direct.

"Elder Yi, is that you?"

Ning Wuque's words echoed in his mind, and he conveyed this doubt to Electrox through his mental power.

Electrolux responded to this:

Since you don't have the will, there's no need to waste any more time. I will guide you through the entire process, which will be done twice. The first time is for familiarization, and the second time is for the formal baptism of your great-grandfather. Do you understand?

"Wuque understands."

After a short while, Ning Wuque's mental world gradually became clear. He felt the strong temptation and obstruction, as if he were experiencing it himself.

He could even hear whispers in his ears, which he couldn't understand. They sounded somewhat like the language of the ancient Douluo Continent, expressing their resentment and anger.

The lingering sound, the mix of countless noises, echoed in my ears, the feeling as if a harsh, grating sound was constantly playing in my ears, making it extremely uncomfortable.

In the midst of this agonizing experience, a sacred and warm light embraced Ning Wuque's body like a hug, offering him comfort and protection, and alleviating the pain caused by this torment to the greatest extent possible.

Time passed by, second by second.

Ning Wuque didn't know how long he had been immersed in this feeling. He just followed Electrolux's lead and began to separate the noise in his ears. At the same time, in his mental world, the pigment particles were also clearly distinguished into five types.

Separation, separation, separation, until the final separation, he "looked" at the large cluster of sacred orbs of light before him, and couldn't help but follow his senses to separate his spiritual power to make contact, letting his spiritual power explore inside, and then being enveloped by them.

"Mortal, how long have I been dead?"

Before me was a sacred white.

In Ning Wuque's ears, a sacred and ethereal female voice was as melodious as a lark and as clear as a flowing spring.

He opened his eyes and realized that he had somehow arrived in another world? Or rather, another dimension?

He was unaware of this, and instead looked up and around.

This is a church built of marble, surrounded by an endless expanse of white. Some green flowers and plants adorn the church, and the windows on both sides are covered with children's doodles.

Angels and spiders, old men and girls, young girls and demons —

Especially the appearance of the demon, a spider-bodied, human-faced demon that cuts off a man's head, each mural symbolizes a deeply unforgettable memory.

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