MTLNOVEL CHAPTER 211
Lu Ming's momentum was unstoppable.
Name: Lu Ming
Level: Level 2 of Physique Realm
Strength: 4000
Physique: 4000
Agility: 4000
Free Attribute Points: 0
Divine Origin Points: 43
The doubling of attributes upon advancing from Physique Realm Level 1 to Level 2 was expected.
However, this time, Lu Ming only gained 1 Divine Origin Point.
Still, it proved that the Divine Origin "mine" wasn't exhausted yet.
"Keep going!" he urged himself, his determination unwavering.
Two hours later in the outside world, Lu Ming broke through once more, reaching Physique Realm Level 3.
His attributes doubled, and his Divine Origin Points increased by 1, reaching 44.
"Keep going!"
Four hours later, another breakthrough propelled him to Physique Realm Level 4.
His attributes doubled again, and his Divine Origin Points reached 45.
"Keep going!"
Another eight hours passed.
The Origin Power storm finally subsided, and Lu Ming's level stabilized at Physique Realm Level 5.
Name: Lu Ming
Level: Level 5 of Physique Realm
Strength: 32000
Physique: 32000
Agility: 32000
Free Attribute Points: 0
Divine Origin Points: 45
This time, however, the number of Divine Origin Points remained unchanged...
The Divine Origin Mine had been exhausted.
At the exact moment Lu Ming reached Physique Realm Level 5, a series of cracks echoed through the former palace of the Jing God. Jing Yi jolted upright, his eyes fixed on the Jing God's resting place.
He watched in disbelief as the Eternal Stone crystal coffin, the vessel that had held the Jing God for countless years, shattered into countless fragments, cascading like crystalline dust. The Jing God's body tumbled to the ground with a heavy thud.
For a god, this landing was far from graceful.
But Jing Yi was too ecstatic to care.
"Ancestor! Ancestor!" he cried out, rushing to the Jing God's side.
Gazing upon the Jing God's clear face and sensing the immense power emanating from his body, Jing Yi's eyes welled up with tears.
After tens of thousands of years of waiting, his efforts had finally borne fruit!
With the Jing God healed, the Flame Clan would surely rise to reclaim its former glory!
Not only would they become a top-tier clan once more, but with a god at their helm, they could even surpass their previous peak.
And for Jing Yi, as one of the few remaining descendants of the Flame Clan, and the one who had played the most crucial role in the Jing God's revival, his status within the clan was assured.
A future filled with countless wives and a life of unparalleled luxury and power flashed before Jing Yi's eyes. He, a descendant of the once-mighty Flame Clan, would bask in the glory of his ancestor's revival, his position secured as a revered figure in the clan's hierarchy.
Just as his imagination soared, the Jing God's eyes slowly fluttered open.
A bewildered groan escaped the Jing God's lips. His gaze, burning with an otherworldly flame, locked onto Jing Yi.
Jing Yi's heart swelled with excitement, rendering him momentarily speechless.
But the Jing God's initial confusion quickly dissolved, replaced by a look of utter horror and despair.
"Where's my Divine Origin?" he rasped, his voice raspy from millennia of slumber. "Where did my Divine Origin go?!"
Jing Yi was baffled by his ancestor's words.
But his confusion quickly turned to dread.
Black spots, emanating a foul odor, erupted across the Jing God's exposed skin.
It was like a virulent cancer, spreading rapidly throughout his divine form.
During the Flame Clan's decline, their seven gods had fallen one by one. Even the resilient Jing God had been severely wounded.
And the only force capable of harming a god was another god.
The injuries on the Jing God's body were inflicted by the Corpse God of the Undead Clan. These wounds were like festering sores, difficult, if not impossible, to heal.
Back then, the gravely injured Jing God had not only failed to recover but had felt his condition deteriorating day by day.
It was precisely for this reason that the Jing God had created the Flame Clan Ruin and the Eternal Coffin.
The Eternal Coffin, with its immense temporal power, had helped to contain the injuries, preventing further deterioration. Moreover, the Divine Origin within the Jing God's body also played a crucial role in resisting the lingering influence of the Corpse God's power.
Only divine origin can resist divine origin. This was an immutable truth.
But now, with Lu Ming draining the Jing God's Divine Origin and even depleting the power of the Eternal Coffin...
The consequences were dire.
The Jing God's old wounds, once held in check, now raged unchecked.
He had no means of resisting the insidious corruption within his body.
In a matter of seconds, the Jing God let out a blood-curdling scream as the black spots spread like wildfire, consuming his entire being, even seeping into his bone marrow.
A putrid stench filled the air.
The Jing God's form seemed to melt, black smoke billowing from his body. Foul liquid soaked his clothes and flowed towards Jing Yi, who stood frozen in horror.
Jing Yi stumbled back, his mind reeling in disbelief. He watched helplessly as the Jing God, his ancestor, his hope for the Flame Clan's revival, dissolved into a grotesque puddle of smoke and ichor.
Then, silence descended.
After an eternity, Jing Yi's anguished cries shattered the stillness.
"Ancestor!!!"
"What happened to you?!"
The instigator of all this, Lu Ming, emerged from the Void Realm, slowly opening his eyes.
Inside his body, the familiar crackling sounds of transformation echoed, but his outward appearance remained unchanged, constrained by the Self-Limitation state.
He rose from the bed, stretching and flexing, quickly acclimating to the surge of newfound power. Then, he opened his attribute panel.
The words "Void Domain (Intermediate) (Advancing)" still flickered, but the glow was faint, barely noticeable.
"This means the Divine Origin 'mine' is depleted," Lu Ming deduced, "but the Void 'mine' isn't. However, even if it's not empty, there's not much left to extract."
He had a feeling that the remaining Void energy in this ruin might not be sufficient to advance his Void Domain again.
"Then I won't bother digging in this exhausted mine any longer."
The potential gains no longer justified the effort.
"And next..."
Should he return to South Mountain?
It was an option, but not the optimal one.
"My best bet is to find some Physique Realm Origin Power Skills within this Flame Clan Ruin."
Having reached the Physique Realm, Mortal Realm Origin Power Skills could no longer provide him with attribute boosts. And with the Divine Origin "mine" depleted, the only remaining source of power within the ruins was the vast collection of Origin Power Skill inheritances.
Lu Ming wanted to acquire some of these skills to further his cultivation.
However, this meant venturing out and exposing himself to the dangers of the ruins.
"But I easily killed a Level One Spirit Realm expert earlier," Lu Ming reminded himself. "Even against a stronger Spirit Realm opponent, I should have some means of self-defense."
After a quick assessment, he felt confident that his current strength would allow him to navigate the perils of the ruin and seize opportunities.
"Then let's do it," he decided, a spark of determination in his eyes.
"Wait," he paused, a thought suddenly striking him. "I seem to have forgotten something."
It wasn't until he stepped out of the secret residence and saw Roxin's anxious expression that he realized what it was.
"Roda and Uncle Lu haven't returned yet?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.
Roxin nodded, her voice thick with worry. "They're still out there... They were intercepted by the Divine Dao Alliance..."
Lu Ming's frown deepened.
"Take me there," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument.
End of Chapter 211