Chapter 4,462: A Single Tentacle

irs of the clan."But when the Lord comes, why do you always hide yourselves"If you know nothing, what use are you"Two elders trembled and kowtowed repeatedly: "Ancestor, forgive us, Ancestor, forgive...Stepping into this pitch-black passage, Jiang Yun's eyes and divine sense were completely useless; he could neither see nor sense anything.

Even if it struck out flames, they would be extinguished instantly.

Therefore, he was like a blind man, groping forward cautiously in the dark.

Although he had seen such a passage in Wu YaoHua's eyes before, the feeling of personally arriving here was completely different.

Moreover, if the soul of the nightmare beast were to truly awaken, then perhaps there are other dangers lurking within this passage.

The only thing that gave Jiang Yun peace of mind was the boiling of his own blood, which continued unabated.

In total, Jiang Yun walked for half an hour in the passageway. Finally, a vast expanse of golden light appeared before his eyes!

To be precise, it should be strands of golden veins, like fireflies, appearing at intervals until they reach the depths of the passage.

Because there were so many, they stretched out into a continuous expanse, standing out even in the darkness.

Seeing these golden veins, Ginger Cloud immediately understood. These golds were blood, the blood of his father left behind, and also the reason why his own blood was boiling.

Gingercloud walked closer to the golden light, squinting through the crimson glow emanating from the blood.

The father's blood, however, was not spilled on the ground, but rather spread over a black whip-like object.

This object, with arms as thick as a child's, was entirely black. Its length was also unknown, stretching deep into the darkness of the passageway.

Therefore, the golden lines formed by the father's blood almost completely covered this object.

Ginger stared at the object, suddenly remembering the fragment of soul of the Nightmare Beast she had seen in Wu Yao Hua's eyes before.

Its massive body was covered with over ten tentacles.

Even then, the Sealed Lord Heaven Venerable specially asked how many tentacles there were, and Wu Yao Hua replied that there were a total of eighteen.

Jiang Yun frowned and said, "This wouldn't be one of the eighteen tentacles of the Nightmare Beast's soul split, would it"

"But why did Father use his own blood to draw so many lines on it"

"Could it be that they sealed the tentacles"

"Is this what Father told me to come and get"

"What use does this thing have for me, and how should I take it away"

Could it be that we are to sever it from the soul of the Nightmare Beast

A swarm of questions popped into Jiang Yun's mind as he continued to stare at the tentacle.

At first glance, Jiang Yun's body trembled slightly, and his eyes bulged with a surge of golden light.

Because he discovered that upon this tentacle, countless intricate patterns were densely woven.

Originally, he thought it was just ordinary lines, like the wrinkles on a person's palm.

But when he looked closely at this moment, he felt a lot of familiarity within these lines.

Here are the runes of the Grandmaster's lineage, the runes of formations, the runes of demon beasts, and the runes of the thirteen Great Heavenly Venerables…

For runes, Jiang Yun possessed a familiarity and sensitivity far exceeding that of other cultivators.

So, from the intricate patterns etched upon its tentacles, he could easily discern the various meanings contained within each rune.

And this discovery also made Jiang Yun murmur: "The patterns on this tentacle are clearly equivalent to all the cultivation paths in the myriad realms!"

Actually, the father had already clearly told Jiang Yun.

The Domain is formed by the split souls of nightmare beasts. These split souls, in order to awaken, guide the cultivators born within them to embark on the path of cultivation.

In other words, all the cultivation methods within the myriad realms ultimately originate from the nightmare beast's soul division, from its tentacles, and even, it should be said, those patterns on its soul!

After understanding this, a wry smile gradually appeared on Ginger Cloud's face.

Unless one sees it with their own eyes, who could believe that in the vast expanse of the celestial realms, countless cultivators, pursuing their arduous path to enlightenment, would all be striving for nothing more than some markings on a beast's body!

Ginger lightly shook her head, closed her eyes, and stopped looking at the lines. Instead, she pondered her father's purpose.

The father left his own blood on a tentacle of the nightmare beast's fragmented soul.

And from the length and volume of this tentacle, Jiang Yun could easily tell that his father hadn't left behind blood just once.

Instead, it should have been done in several stages, with the blood slowly coating the entire tentacle.

Father did this not only to seal the tentacle, but there must be other reasons.

Otherwise, his father wouldn't have let him come here.

Perhaps Father left behind a fragment of his divine consciousness or a wisp of his soul here.

Thinking this, Jiang Yun opened his eyes and, following along that tentacle, continued walking deeper into the tunnel.

Until he finally reached the end of the passage, all he could see was his father's blood completely covering the tentacles, nothing else.

However, he did see the passage in the Dream Abyss that his grandfather had once guarded.

Even along the passage, Jiang Yun could see the enormous black figure of the nightmare beast's split soul.

"If, I were to absorb my father's blood, or perhaps leave my own blood on this tentacle, would anything change"

Jiang Yun pondered for a moment, then reached out and gently placed his hand on his father's blood. A suction force emanated from it.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, his father's blood surged like waves, beginning to rise and fall wildly.

Even the entire tentacles, with their tips dripping blood, swayed up and down with each pulse, like a long serpent.

This sudden change took Jiang Yun by surprise. He was worried that such a big commotion would cause the Nightmare Beast's split soul to awaken as well.

After all, this tentacle grows from the body of a nightmare beast's soul fragment.

...to the point where Jiang Yun almost wanted to give up absorbing any further and quickly leave this place.

But the next moment, he discovered that the entire tentacle was beginning to flow along his palm, surging towards his body.

This tentacle isn't a physical entity at all, it's more like a gas, virtual and intangible.

However, this is normal.

The soul, in essence, is not a physical entity but rather something ethereal and intangible. Similarly, the soul fragments of nightmare beasts are also of this nature.

That tendril, which grew from the soul, was naturally illusory as well.

While feeling tendrils entering his body, Jiang Yun surprisingly calmed down.

Because he believed that this must be the reason why his father had him come to the ancient domain first and find the true purpose of this tentacle.

Absorb this tentacle!

Then, since father dared to let himself absorb it, naturally he couldn't harm him.

As for what changes absorbing the tentacles would bring to himself, Ginger Cloud had no idea.

However, just the textures densely covering the tentacles had evolved into the cultivation paths of all cultivators from the myriad realms. This was something Jiang Yun was very much looking forward to.

Just like that, Jiang Yun stood quietly on the spot, allowing the tentacle to continuously pour into her body.

At the same time, his eyes were fixed on the blood left by his father!

That fresh blood didn't flow into his body along with the tentacles.

But when Gingercloud absorbs a segment of tentacles, the blood covering it will rise into the air and merge with the other blood.

This made Ginger Cloud realize that once she absorbed the entire tentacle, her father's blood, which had been left behind, would most likely coalesce into her father's image. This could help her unravel the mystery that had plagued her heart.

The blood gathering in the air was increasing, but it wasn't coalescing into a humanoid shape.

After a long time, the tentacle in front of Jiang Yun had almost completely entered his body, leaving only about a zhang long.

And just at that moment, the crimson blood gathering in the air suddenly transformed into a golden blade, slashing down towards the remaining foot or so of the tentacle!t.But at this moment, the darkness above oneself turned into a mirror.In that impeccably smooth mirror surface, a clear reflection of their current surroundings—the realm's cracks and two figures, the...