Chapter 8 Mental Injury

  "Bring it up for me."

  The bald young man waved his hand.

  In an instant, several young men dragged a person who had fainted onto the stage.

  Wang Xuanyang furrowed his brow, and this unconscious person was surprisingly the gray-clothed youth who had stayed behind at the Symbol Stele Square.

  This young man had no injuries on his body, but Wang Xuan Yang keenly sensed that his spirit was in a state of extreme confusion, clearly caused by the spiritual pressure that exceeded his own willpower. Generally speaking, when people are under intense mental stress, they have a limit to their endurance and instinctively fall into a coma.

  Judging from this young man's previous performance, his will is extremely tenacious, and his personality is also very stubborn. He even dared to confront several groups without condensing any symbols.

  He could almost guess that this young man should be the spiritual pressure of the bald-headed young man, which finally caused serious mental damage.

  This mental injury, if not treated in time, will become more and more serious later on.

  "You guys are too much."

  Wang Xuanyang's face turned extremely cold, and he spat out word by word.

  The bald-headed youth's actions were simply going to thoroughly ruin the grey-clothed youth.

  "You're indeed quite skilled, but I'll let you know what it means to be overconfident."

  The bald young man's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, apparently astonished that Wang Xuanyang could withstand his mental pressure.

  But he immediately sneered, seemingly enjoying oppressing others and seeking pleasure.

  His eyes shone brightly with green light, and more symbol shadows flickered and floated. A spiritual pressure filled with coldness and cruelty enveloped Wang Xuanyang.

  Wang Xuanyang's face changed slightly, and this bald young man was probably already at the level of a 60th-order cultivator.

  Fortunately, I condensed seventy-two kinds of talismans, otherwise this time it would have been really troublesome.

  He let out a cold snort, and a spiritual pressure even stronger than the bald-headed youth's burst forth from his brow, suddenly tearing apart the bald-headed youth's spiritual pressure.

  The bald young man's sneer froze completely and immediately turned into a look of horror.

  "More than seventy apostles?"

  He has already felt Wang Xuan Yang's true strength.

  He was no longer as strong and overbearing as before, but instead his face turned solemn, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and his body swayed, clearly unable to withstand Wang Xuanyang's mental pressure.

  "Get out."

  Wang Xuanyang let out a loud shout, like thunder booming, and instantly the bald young man could no longer hold on, stumbling backward several steps. Fortunately, he didn't collapse to the ground like those people before, but his legs were already trembling violently.

  Others were even more unbearable, many people sat on the ground, their faces full of horror.

  Wang Xuanyang walked to the front of the unconscious grey-clothed youth, looking at that face which even in a coma appeared resolute and determined. In his heart, he secretly sighed, if he hadn't merged with the memories of his predecessor's soul, and his innate talent hadn't been awakened, perhaps he would also be like this grey-clothed youth, bitterly searching and wandering in front of the threshold of the Symbol Masters.

  Although he didn't know the grey-clothed youth, he still admired him for not being afraid of power and daring to resist. With such a temperament, as long as there were enough opportunities, he would definitely achieve something.

  For those registered disciples who succumbed to the pressure of several major factions, Wang Xuan Yang had a deep-seated contempt. Without even this bit of courage, what right did they have to pursue the Supreme Symbol Path?

  He took out a dan bottle from his bosom, and inside was a dan medicine the size of a mung bean, crystal clear and translucent, with a golden light that seemed to emanate from within.

  This is an Advanced Revival Pill.

  The Grey Robe Youth's spiritual damage is very severe and can only be repaired with a high-grade spiritual medicine.

  Of course, using a high-grade Rejuvenation Pill would be somewhat of a waste. Just taking a few Rejuvenation Pills would allow him to fully recover his spirit in just a few days.

  However, the high-grade Spirit Recovery Pill also has benefits that ordinary Spirit Recovery Pills do not. For those who have yet to condense their symbols, it has an extremely powerful stimulating effect, and might even allow the grey-robed youth to break through his bottleneck and condense a symbol.

  "High-grade Revival Pill?"

  The bald young man saw that Wang Xuan Yang was actually using a high-grade Rejuvenation Pill to treat the grey-clothed young man's mental damage, and his expression changed slightly.

  He doesn't even have enough money to take this kind of medicine.

  Wang Xuanyang pried open the gray-clothed youth's mouth and put a high-grade Rejuvenation Pill into his oral cavity. This high-grade Rejuvenation Pill would melt into liquid upon contact with saliva.

  Not long after, the gray-clothed youth let out a low hum and slowly opened his eyes. As soon as he saw Wang Xuanyang nearby, his nerves tensed up, and he suddenly sprang back, his face guarded.

  But he soon found something was amiss, a warm current surged in his mind, repairing his damaged spirit, making him feel refreshed and clear-headed, giving rise to an extremely strange feeling.

  "What is this?"

  Although he had never taken a spiritual elixir before, he had long heard of the effects and symptoms of spiritual elixirs. The warmth in his mind now was clearly a sign that he had taken one.

  He only remembered that he was oppressed by the spiritual pressure of that bald-headed youth, and could no longer hold on, his consciousness blurred, and finally knew nothing.

  Suddenly, he saw a boy with a smile on his face in front of him, slightly stunned. Wasn't this the person who stayed with him at the Symbol Square a few days ago?

  In the past few days, I haven't seen Wang Xuanyang, and I thought he had already surrendered.

  Now seeing Wang Xuanyang, and looking at the situation around him, the bald-headed youth's face turned pale, his eyes filled with fear as he looked at Wang Xuanyang, while everyone else sat paralyzed on the ground, their faces terrified. Combining this with his own situation, he naturally guessed some things.

  However... he had previously thought that Wang Xuan Yang was like him and hadn't condensed out a symbol kind either.

  "Thank you."

  A hint of gratitude flashed in the eyes of the youth in grey clothes.

  He is a man of few words and does not know how to express his gratitude.

  Wang Xuanyang nodded slightly and said faintly, "Earlier I gave you a high-grade Rejuvenation Pill. Perhaps, you can borrow its medicinal properties to have a glimmer of hope in condensing a Symbol Kind."

  After finishing speaking, he stepped forward towards the Monument Square, and several groups of people did not dare to stop him.

  Not even a sixty-level cultivator like Lin Feng could be their match, let alone them?

  The youth in grey robes was slightly stunned, and then revealed a hint of shock. How had he never heard of the high-grade Return to Spirit Pill? This was something that required nineteen spirit patterns, an astronomical figure for him. Even if it were just one spirit coin, he didn't have the ability to earn it.

  No wonder the warm current in my mind is wave after wave, endless.

  He knew this was his chance.

  He hastily followed Wang Xuan Yang and entered the Symbol Stele Square, he had to take advantage of the efficacy period of the High Grade Return Spirit Pill to intensify his comprehension of the symbol steles.

  On the vast Stele Forest Square, steles stand in great numbers.

  Only five figures were contemplating the stele.

  However, each of them has an inexplicable temperament, and a faint aura can be seen around their bodies, which is the shadow image of countless symbols.

  Once you reach the level of three hundred base symbols, you can roughly achieve the level where the symbol species can project itself outside the body.

  Of course, this is not the external emission of spiritual energy, but only when the symbol reaches a certain level, the spiritual energy is extremely full and condensed, almost to the point of becoming sharp, and can open up the spiritual channel.

  If one reaches the level of a Wu Shi, their spiritual energy can be released externally. It's not just about being able to use spiritual energy, but also being able to condense it outside of the body into a symbol shadow, and thus cast real symbol magic.

  The symbol technique displayed by Fu Tu is superficial and cannot truly exert its power.

  They were in their deepest contemplation, so Wang Xuanyang and the grey-clothed youth entered the Symbol Stele Plaza without disturbing them.

  Wang Xuanyang glanced at the five figures and understood that these five people must be those exceptionally talented disciples who had a high chance of directly advancing to become inner sect disciples.

  However, Wang Xuanyang did not have a bit of admiration, but instead felt very displeased.

  Just for his own comprehension of the stele, he actually forced a clearance, without considering others' feelings. Wang Xuanyang was most disgusted with this kind of person. If it weren't for his insufficient strength, he would have liked to drive these guys out as well, letting them experience the taste of being driven out of the Stele Plaza.

  What a pity...

  Wang Xuanyang shook his head, now he could only take care of himself, and must condense all the basic symbols before the assessment.

  Only by becoming an inner disciple can one resolve the crisis.

  Wang Xuanyang sat down in front of a stone tablet, crossed his legs and began to contemplate the tablet.

  With a strong soul, Wang Xuan Yang participated in the basic symbols, as simple as eating and drinking water, one by one symbol condensed.

  When his mental strength was severely depleted, he took a high-grade Rejuvenation Pill.

  When he was hungry, he took a pill of Bu Gu Dan.

  With the support of a large amount of Dan medicine, Wang Xuanyang's speed of condensing the base symbol reached an astonishing level.

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