Immortal Path in the Palm of a Mortal's Hand

Master Chiyun glanced at him, a faint, elusive smile playing on his lips. He raised his hand and lightly tapped the storage pouch at his waist, and a dazzling golden light suddenly shot out, hovering three inches above his palm.

Within the golden light was a strange page, as thin as a cicada's wing, neither gold nor jade, upon which countless fine runes seemed to flow and shift.

The golden pages hung in the palm of True Man Chiyun, slowly rotating, radiating a warm and restrained luster.

Chen Fan's gaze fell upon it, and he couldn't look away. The pages were no bigger than a palm, as thin as cicada wings, with irregular, wavy edges, clearly torn from a much larger tome. Their surface was covered with fine, intricate patterns, initially appearing to be some kind of ancient script, but upon closer inspection, they were indistinct and difficult to discern. As the pages turned, the patterns refracted a faint light, the halo flowing across the surface like ripples on water, exuding an indescribable mystery.

With a slight twitch of his fingertips, Master Chiyun caused the pages of the book to flutter down towards Chen Fan.

Chen Fan accepted it with both hands. The moment he touched it, a strange sensation, cool yet not cold, traveled from his fingertips straight to his palm, as if touched by a faint divine sense. He subconsciously sent a wisp of his magical power into it, and the patterns on the pages suddenly lit up, revealing lines of pale golden ancient seal script that appeared out of thin air, densely arranged on them.

The characters are ancient and square, bearing a resemblance of six or seven parts to the script commonly used in the cultivation world today, and are still barely legible. The top five characters are slightly larger, clearly reading "Dayan Zhenyu Jing" (Great Evolution Prison Suppression Scripture).

Da Yan!

These two words were like a thunderclap, exploding deep within Chen Fan's heart!

Almost instantly, he thought of the legendary Great Evolution Divine Lord and the renowned "Great Evolution Technique" that shook the cultivation world! The Great Evolution Technique has seven levels; with each level mastered, one's divine sense doubles, making it a top-tier, extraordinary technique in the realm of divine sense. The Great Evolution Divine Lord, through this technique, had reached an unimaginable level of mastery over divine sense, making the creation of clones, telekinesis, and soul-searching all effortless. This "Great Evolution Prison Suppression Scripture" before him also bears the title "Great Evolution"—could it be some mysterious connection to the Great Evolution Divine Lord and the Great Evolution Technique?

Chen Fan's face remained calm, but his heart was churning with turmoil.

He forced himself to concentrate and continued reading. The golden text described a cultivation technique without any elemental affinities, unaffected by any of the five elements, making it suitable for cultivators of any spiritual root. The technique consisted of thirteen levels, but this page only contained the complete mental cultivation methods for the first four levels, covering Qi Refining to the early Foundation Establishment stage. From the fifth level onwards, the content abruptly ended, clearly forcibly cut off.

The first layer begins by directly addressing the essence of spiritual consciousness: "Spiritual consciousness is the manifestation of the soul, residing in the Niwan point and roaming throughout the body. All cultivators know that magical power is the application, while spiritual consciousness is the substance. If the substance is not firm, the application will not be evident; if spiritual consciousness is not strong, magical power will be difficult to refine..."

Chen Fan read it silently, word by word, and the more he read, the more alarmed he became.

This technique's explanation of divine sense is exquisite and profound, far surpassing any rudimentary method he had seen in the sect's library. It clearly states from the outset that a cultivator's divine sense is not inherently fixed, but can be continuously refined and strengthened through specific methods! The stronger the divine sense, the more acute the perception of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, naturally leading to twice the results with half the effort in cultivation. Furthermore, a powerful divine sense in combat allows for a significant advantage—predicting the enemy's moves, anticipating the landing point of spells, and even directly attacking the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness!

This was exactly what he had been dreaming of!

"This 'Great Evolution Prison Suppression Scripture' was obtained by me in my early years from the ruins of an ancient cultivator," True Man Chiyun's voice rang out at the right moment, interrupting his thoughts. "The technique is indeed extraordinary, specializing in the cultivation of divine sense. If one can cultivate it to a high level, one will be virtually invincible in terms of divine sense among those of the same level." He paused slightly, a barely perceptible ripple flashing in his eyes, "Unfortunately, I only obtained the first four levels. If one only cultivates the first four levels, one will be unable to continue beyond the early Foundation Establishment stage. At that time, one will either have to abandon the cultivation and start over, or expend a huge amount of effort to find the next level. I will have already reached the late Foundation Establishment stage by then, and I will not risk abandoning the cultivation for a fragmented technique."

He turned his gaze to Chen Fan: "But you are different. You are still at the tenth level of Qi Refining, so the cost of switching to this technique is minimal. If you can master the first four levels, your spiritual sense will be more than 30% stronger than other cultivators at the same level, which will greatly benefit you in your future journey through the cultivation world. As for the subsequent techniques..." True Man Chiyun's tone was indifferent, "If you have the opportunity, you can find them in the future. If you can't find them, it's not too late to change your approach when you reach the early stages of Foundation Establishment."

After hearing this, Chen Fan already had a plan in mind.

True Immortal Chiyun's words seemed reasonable, yet the string of vigilance in his heart tightened even more. Could a Core Formation cultivator truly discard such an ancient and wondrous technique, capable of greatly enhancing divine sense, simply because it was a "fragment"? The importance of divine sense was something Core Formation cultivators understood better than anyone! Even with only the first four levels, mastering them would significantly enhance divine sense—a tangible benefit for any cultivator! As for the initial Foundation Establishment stage lacking the means to continue? With the profound resources and connections of a Core Formation cultivator, spending decades searching for the next stage was entirely possible.

There must be a deeper reason why Master Chiyun gave up this skill.

Either the cultivation of this technique harbors unknown dangers or hidden risks; or it has special requirements for the cultivator's aptitude and spiritual roots, which True Person Chiyun does not meet. Regardless of the reason, Chen Fan needs to carefully verify it himself.

But right now, he has no other choice.

"Thank you, Master, for bestowing this teaching." Chen Fan carefully put the golden pages into his storage bag and bowed again.

Master Chiyun waved his hand, his expression returning to its indifferent state: "The cultivation technique has been given to you. In the Blood Trial three years from now, do not disappoint your master. You may leave."

Chen Fan agreed and turned to walk out of the cave. As he reached the entrance of the stone hall, the indifferent voice of True Man Chiyun came from behind him:

"The Great Evolution Prison Suppression Scripture is extremely dangerous. In the path of divine consciousness, the slightest mistake will result in the collapse of the sea of ​​consciousness and the destruction of the soul. You'd better be careful."

Chen Fan paused almost imperceptibly, then stepped out of the cave without looking back.

The heavy stone gate slammed shut behind him. On the platform, the dark red spirit wood still emitted the exotic fragrance of pine resin, and the mountain wind howled as it whistled through the cliff face. Chen Fan stood at the edge of the platform, took a deep breath of the cool mountain air, and gazed at the dark silhouettes of the distant, layered mountains.

Inside the storage bag, the golden page lay quietly.

The Great Expansion Prison Sutra.

The Great Evolution Decision.

Whether there was any connection between the two, he couldn't determine at this moment. But one thing was certain: this skill was far more complex than what True Man Chiyun had described.

Upon returning to the stone chamber, the first task was to study this four-level cultivation technique word by word, repeatedly! Before practicing, one must exhaust all one's energy to uncover any potential traps and dangers hidden within!

Whether the final "reminder" from Master Chiyun was sincere or not, one sentence was absolutely true: the path of divine consciousness is such that the slightest carelessness can lead to utter annihilation.

He cannot die.

At the very least, we must not die because of a single martial arts technique!

Chen Fan withdrew his gaze, summoned his dusty, low-grade flying sword, and leaped onto it. He channeled his magic power into the sword, which emitted a low hum, carrying him close to the treetops as it sped towards his stone chamber at the foot of Fire Cloud Peak.

Behind him, the cliff where Master Chiyun's cave was located was deathly silent, as if no one had ever set foot there.

When Chen Fan returned to the stone chamber, the night was as thick as ink.

Only a few pale rays of moonlight filtered through the small window, barely outlining the simple structure of the stone chamber. He sat cross-legged on the futon, took out the golden book from his storage bag, and placed it flat before his lap. The moonlight shone on it, and the intricate patterns on the page reflected a faint golden light, standing out starkly in the dim light.