Projection of the Heavens: I prove my immortality through slaughter.

In the northern foothills of the medicinal garden, all was silent. The stone house, like a silent guardian, blended into the hazy night. Inside, Lin Xuan's form was like a clay or wooden sculpture, his aura already merged with the surrounding tranquility.

However, the instant his consciousness returned from that world filled with the dead—

"Buzz!"

A roar, which only he could perceive and which originated from the depths of his soul, suddenly exploded! It was as if an invisible shackle had been violently broken, and the long-accumulated power erupted like a dormant volcano!

He suddenly opened his eyes, and in the depths of his eyes, which were originally as deep as an ancient well, two extremely condensed, dark purple flame phantoms that seemed capable of devouring all light flashed by! An aura originating from the depths of the Netherworld, cold, deathly, yet carrying supreme majesty, spread uncontrollably, causing the temperature in the stone house to plummet, and even a thin layer of white frost to instantly condense on the table!

However, this phenomenon originating from the Lich King's very essence lasted only a fleeting moment before being forcefully suppressed by Lin Xuan's powerful primal will. The dark purple flames in his eyes quickly faded, returning to the pitch-black tranquility that seemed capable of containing the eternal starry sky. But beneath this tranquility lay a surging and profound transformation of his soul.

The return of consciousness brought an impact far greater than ever before! This time, it wasn't a surge in spiritual power, but rather a cataclysmic change in divine sense—the very foundation of the soul, the ability to perceive the world, and the control of power!

His sea of ​​consciousness, like a balloon being inflated wildly, expanded rapidly in all directions at an unprecedented speed! The originally clear boundaries instantly blurred and shattered, and new and broader territories were quickly opened up on the map of his soul.

In the Land of the Dead, he devoured hundreds of high-level undead soul flames. Though the essence of those souls was mottled, it flowed like a gentle stream into his lake of consciousness. And in the final moment, the tiny wisp of the purest and most vast death essence he drew from the shattered Lich King's life casket was like a meteorite thrown into the lake, instantly creating a monstrous surge, becoming the most direct catalyst for this explosive increase in his consciousness!

Perception is being enhanced at a dizzying pace!

The wood grain of the stone house, the cracks in the walls, the dust on the ground… every detail is vividly depicted, as if right before your eyes. In the herb garden, the veins on every leaf of the Blood-Coagulating Grass, the graceful curve of the petals of the Qi-Gathering Flower, even the subtle flow of moisture and spiritual energy in the soil… are all clearly reflected in your heart. Beyond the fence, the soft flapping of wings of night-patrolling insects, the suppressed breathing of wild beasts in the distant mountains… every sound enters your ears, as if you were there in person.

The area covered by divine sense broke through the original limit like a hot knife through butter, one hundred zhang, two hundred zhang, three hundred zhang... Finally, when it reached an astonishing range of three hundred zhang (about one thousand meters) in radius, this crazy expansion trend slowly receded like the tide and stabilized.

Three hundred zhang in circumference!

Lin Xuan was deeply shaken. According to the records in the sect's jade slip, this was a range of divine sense that many early Foundation Establishment cultivators could hardly achieve! For ordinary early Foundation Establishment cultivators, it was already considered good if their divine sense could cover a radius of one li (150 zhang), and those who could reach two hundred zhang could be considered excellent. But three hundred zhang... this was already the best among early Foundation Establishment cultivators, and even touched the threshold of the middle Foundation Establishment stage! Moreover, he could clearly feel that his divine sense was not in the weak and unstable state of early Foundation Establishment cultivators, but rather it was condensed, resilient, and sharp, like refined steel and the finest silk, possessing both strength and delicacy.

With a slight thought, he did not mobilize any spiritual power, but relied solely on his divine sense to lock onto a yellow leaf thirty feet away that was detaching from a withered vine and swirling down.

The falling yellow leaf abruptly halted, as if gently supported by an invisible hand, frozen in mid-air. Then, with the flow of Lin Xuan's will, the yellow leaf began to move in the air as if it possessed life—sometimes piercing straight like a sword, sometimes fluttering and turning like a butterfly, sometimes darting nimbly like a fish, its trajectory unpredictable yet without the slightest hesitation or deviation, so fluid as if it were its own will! He could even manipulate this thin leaf to precisely slice open another falling withered leaf, demonstrating an exquisite control over the power of divine sense.

"Divine sense manifests, incredibly detailed... covering three hundred feet! This is already considered a powerful divine sense even among Foundation Establishment cultivators!" Lin Xuan was immersed in this unprecedented sense of control. This meant that in the future, whether it was the precise guidance of casting complex spells, the effortless manipulation of magical artifacts, or the ultimate mastery of alchemy techniques and talisman-making, he possessed a solid foundation far exceeding that of his peers, and even surpassing some Foundation Establishment cultivators!

After the initial euphoria came extreme calm. He immediately gathered his surging divine sense and channeled it into his own being like mercury spilling onto the ground.

Within his dantian, the silver vortex at the peak of the sixth level of Qi Refining continued to rotate steadily, radiating pure starlight. His total spiritual power hadn't increased directly due to the projection, which was within his expectations; the gains from the projection primarily affected his soul and his understanding of the rules. However, under the powerful divine sense now comparable to the early stages of Foundation Establishment, the vortex's operation became clearer than ever before.

He seemed to be able to "see" the flow trajectory of every single spiritual energy particle, to "sense" the extremely subtle energy ripples when the star vortex rotated, and even to detect those previously ignored, dim spots that were thousands of times smaller than a hair in the spiritual energy light—those were the unavoidable microscopic impurities in spiritual energy and the slight disharmony left over from the operation of cultivation techniques and the consumption of pills.

Subconsciously, he guided his vast and subtle divine sense, like a craftsman whose skills had reached their peak, to begin an unprecedented deep "sorting" and "tempering" of his own stellar spiritual power.

Wherever his divine sense passed, those minute impurities were precisely stripped away and annihilated; redundant and inefficient paths in the flow of spiritual energy were optimized and adjusted; the entire structure of the stellar spiral seemed to become more refined and harmonious at the microscopic level. The whole process was astonishingly smooth, and his powerful divine sense granted him an amazing ability to manipulate spiritual energy at the microscopic level.

Although the total amount of spiritual power did not increase, he could clearly feel that the "quality" of the stellar spiritual power in his dantian had been raised again! If the previous spiritual power was like refined iron with 90% purity, then now it was like refined steel with the last trace of impurities removed! When casting the same spell, the power could be increased by at least half a percent, while the consumption of spiritual power could be reduced slightly, and the endurance was enhanced.

"The power of divine sense can actually nourish and refine spiritual energy, solidifying the foundation of one's Dao!" Lin Xuan's mind suddenly cleared. This was undoubtedly an unexpected joy, meaning that his foundation in the Qi Refining stage would be honed to a level far exceeding that of ordinary people, bringing immeasurable benefits to his future breakthrough to Foundation Establishment.

To verify this improvement, he slowly raised his right hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together, and his mind stirred slightly.

"Whoosh!"

Almost the instant the thought flashed through his mind, a highly condensed, subtly radiant silver starlight quietly appeared at his fingertips! The speed was unbelievable!

The starlight no longer occasionally emitted tiny amounts of energy as before; instead, all its destructive power was perfectly contained within that tiny area, with edges as clear as a mirror, like a miniature, silent star.

This is the true mark of the completion of the first level of the "Star Finger" technique, "Finger Radiance"! He had been practicing diligently for many days before, but always felt that he was missing the last bit of skill, unable to achieve such perfect harmony and instantaneous execution. Now, with the aid of his surging divine sense, everything has come to fruition.

He did not shoot out the finger beam, but maintained this state, carefully experiencing and controlling the flow of power within it. After a moment, the finger beam quietly dissipated, the whole process being effortless.

"In my current state, if I were to encounter someone like Liu Neng again, I probably wouldn't even need to get close; a single finger from a distance would be enough to cripple their cultivation." Lin Xuan assessed his own combat strength. "If I were to use the 'Starfall' realm, I might even be able to injure a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining if caught off guard."

He concealed his aura and once again thoroughly examined himself. His cultivation level remained at the peak of the sixth level of Qi Refining... but the surge in his divine sense and the exquisite control over his spiritual power had caused a qualitative leap in his actual combat strength. He was confident that even without using any trump cards, his perfected finger beam and powerful divine sense alone were enough to directly confront and even defeat an ordinary seventh-level Qi Refining cultivator! More importantly, the three-hundred-foot range of his divine sense gave him an absolute advantage in perception, early warning, and initiative; many sneak attacks and traps targeting the Qi Refining stage would have no way to hide from him.

"The outer sect deacon behind Zhao Gan is said to be only at the seventh level of Qi Refining..." A barely perceptible glint of cold light flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes. His previous concerns had vanished with his greatly increased strength. He was even confident that if the deacon dared to personally provoke him, he could use the advantage of his three hundred feet of divine sense to prevent the deacon from even touching his clothes. He suppressed the turbulent thoughts in his mind and began to focus his main energy on consolidating his surging divine sense and familiarizing himself with his subtle control over spiritual power. This sudden surge of power needed time to be completely tamed and digested before it could be used as an extension of his own body and truly transformed into an unbreakable foundation.

At the same time, he also diverted a wisp of his consciousness to the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness. Apart from the two still mysterious and quietly floating black auxiliary tokens, and the faith lights that emitted a warm glow, at the very bottom of his sea of ​​consciousness, a dark purple energy ball, sealed by layers of divine consciousness and exuding an aura of extreme cold and death, lay dormant like a sleeping ferocious beast—that was the terrifying source of death from the Lich King, brought back from the world of the dead.

The energy level contained in this object was far too high, and its attributes were completely opposite to, and even subtly clashed with, the stellar spiritual energy he cultivated. With his current cultivation level, rashly touching or attempting to absorb it would be tantamount to playing with fire. He could only first use his powerful divine sense to firmly seal it away, leaving it for later when his cultivation was higher, or when he found a special method to harmonize yin and yang and transform energy, before dealing with it further.

However, the gains from this trip to the Land of the Dead far exceeded expectations and even surpassed those of the Heavenly Origin Realm!

His divine sense was comparable to that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, with meticulous control. This not only made him virtually invincible among Qi Refining disciples, but also laid an incredibly solid and enviable spiritual foundation for his future breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment realm! It can be said that, at the level of divine sense, he already possessed some of the characteristics of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

In his eyes, the outer sect of the Qingyun Sect no longer seemed so unfathomable. The undercurrents beneath the surface were now much clearer.

A faint yet confident smile curved his lips as he slowly closed his eyes again. His aura completely subsided, becoming as solid as a rock, and all his thoughts were focused on integrating and controlling the newfound power. He guided his vast divine consciousness, like the finest carving knife, repeatedly sculpting his spiritual energy and foundation.

Outside the window, the moonlight, like water, gently bathed the herb garden, and all was still. Only the boy inside the stone house was undergoing a silent yet profound transformation and sublimation of his soul.