CHAPTER 758: CHAPTER 758: THE CHANGES IN THE SOUL REALM

The cloud of smoke on the ground was suddenly pushed to the side as a disheveled Yu Ming charged out of it. Her robes were wrinkled, and her hair was messy as she floated in the air once more, looking at the dark clouds with anger within her cold eyes.

She rested one of her hands on her hip and raised the other into the air, pointing her finger at the heavens.

Seeing her actions, Noah, for some unexplainable reasons, recalled a plot of a novel from Long Tian’s previous life and felt a bad premonition budding in his heart.

The next second, Yu Ming grinned at the sky and exclaimed wildly, "That all you’ve got?"

The clouds above rumbled, as if the heavens accepted her challenge.

Noah chuckled with a wry smile on his face. "Now you’ve done it."

He could feel it, the annoyance in the wind and the will to put the brat in her place charging.

This time, two bolts came down—twisting through the sky like serpents aiming to strike from both sides.

When Yu Ming saw the two bolts forming, the grin on her face vanished as beads of sweat started to form on her forehead.

"Can I take that back?" She muttered in a low voice, but another bolt of rumbling lightning streaked through the clouds without descending, as if mocking her.

Saying, Too late, bitch!

Yu Ming panicked a little, but she did not run away.

She closed her eyes. The five halos around her transformed into glowing lotus flowers, each spinning faster and faster until they blurred into rings of light.

She raised her voice, calm but firm.

"Sacred Elemental Body—Phase One: Unity Bloom."

BOOM!

The twin bolts slammed into her.

This time, she didn’t fly back.

She stayed rooted to the ground, feet digging into the stone as cracks spread beneath her. Her five-element shield absorbed part of the lightning and turned it into glowing spiritual energy.

Above the sect, the spirit ship hovered just beyond the storm. Elder Shisan and the others stood silently, watching the scene unfold.

Even Ma Li, the usually wild and excited one, stared in awe.

"That technique... it’s not ordinary," Chen Xueyan murmured.

"No," Shisan replied. "It’s... ancient. Very ancient. But who is she..."

From the way they were moving, Shisan and the rest could only see Yu Ming and no one else.

"Is she a new recruit? If she is, it will be a load off my shoulders."

Back on the ground, Yu Ming was shaking. Blood dripped from her nose now, and her breathing was ragged.

But she was still standing.

"Two down..." she whispered. "Seven more to go..."

Yu Ming stood at the heart of the storm, bruised and battered but still upright. Her fingers trembled, and every breath felt like fire in her chest, but she wasn’t done.

She couldn’t be.

Not now.

Above her, the skies groaned with fury. The clouds churned, colored now by streaks of gold, red, and deep violet—like bruises on the heavens themselves. Power gathered once more.

But as the next tribulation charge built overhead, something began to shift within her.

Deep inside her spiritual sea.

Where once there was only darkness and a formless mist of soul energy that was spread in all directions, shimmering like stars in the sky, suddenly started to agitate.

These motes of light all moved towards the center of the realm at the same time and at a tremendous speed.

At the center was a faint trace of purple lightning that had penetrated Yu Ming’s body without her even realizing.

The lightning was like a magnet for the soul essence as it all converged with it as the center.

But the trace of heavenly lightning was not enough, so it was rejuvenated with every bolt that struck Yu Ming, and the process continued on without stopping.

The chaos within Yu Ming’s spiritual sea intensified.

Now, that tiny spark was pulling everything together.

At first everything was very contorted and without shape, but soon that changed as well.

With the 3rd Bolt, every soul particle had already gathered in the middle of the soul realm.

From the 4th bolt to the 6th, the soul essence started to change shapes. It blobbed like a pulsing cluster of jelly but in the form of a cloudy mist.

First the top of the mist extended upwards, then came the other sides.

It was not solid, but like a cloudy outline of her. It didn’t have a face or details, but the shape was clear: arms, legs, and eyes faintly glowing.

Her soul had started to take form.

By the time the 7th lightning struck Yu Ming, her body covered in bloody scars and wounds, her soul realm exploded with her soul as the center.

Yu Ming felt her eyes turning heavy as she recalled everything about her cultivation journey from day one; everything flashed through her eyes.

She recalled her first minor breakthrough.

Her first major breakthrough.

And the first reason she took the first step in cultivation.

"It may have started with the hopes of gaining my mother’s approval and making things go back to the way they were, but now I realize that things will never be the same." She muttered to herself while a faint light flickered within her dark soul realm.

8th!

"But now I just want to gain the freedom that power brings me; I just want to feel the joy each breakthrough fills me with..." Her words echoed directly within her soul realm as the light bloomed like a flowering lotus, spreading in all directions.

1 foot... 2 feet... 1 meter... 10 meters... 100 meters!

Her soul realm expanded at an alarming rate. If before her breakthrough only about a few meters of distance were visible, now it had reached the mark of one kilometer when it came to a stop.

For a soul formation realm cultivator, the size of the soul realm is equal to how far they can stretch their soul sense, and the average length is about 100 meters.

Even the geniuses barely managed to reach five times that.