Mo Hua, using his self-created Seven Souls Frightening Divine Sword Style, which combines the Taixu Gate’s Soul-Shocking Sword Forms and the Water Prison Sect’s Seven Souls Blood Prison Diagram, defeated a big white dog spectacularly. He returned triumphant under Yu Er’s admiring gaze.
After returning, he suffered greatly.
His divine soul hurt intensely.
And it wasn’t the pain of divine sense exhaustion; it was the pain from the core, due to the depletion of his divine soul and the shaking of the seven souls.
"Overestimated myself..."
Mo Hua deeply regretted it in his heart.
"If only I hadn’t pushed myself so hard... What is that dumb big white dog’s background? How is it so strong..."
Mo Hua clutched his head, curled up on the bed, unable to move due to the pain.
No way.
With the depletion of the seven souls and the instability of the life soul, if this continues, once one soul breaks and the life soul is harmed, he might become an idiot...
Think of a solution...
Mo Hua, enduring the intense pain, focused his mind, sank his divine sense into the Sea of Consciousness, and then calmed his mind for meditation.
But meditation was ineffective.
He then sensed the Taoist Stele, but although the Taoist Stele contained the profound meaning of the Great Dao capable of expelling evil and calming spirits, it couldn’t repair his damaged divine soul.
Mo Hua tried many methods, but none were effective; his incarnated divine thought felt like it was being cut by swords, causing unbearable pain.
An incarnated divine thought is transformed from the divine soul.
When the divine soul is injured, the incarnated body is naturally damaged as well.
On the incarnate, there were already fine cracks, indicating the aftereffects of his divine soul clashing with others.
Mo Hua frowned.
Just then, his thoughts shifted, noticing that not every part of his incarnated divine thought had cracks.
The pale gold areas were intact.
The thicker the gold, the more stable the incarnation.
This pale gold was... divine marrow!
Mo Hua’s heart tensed. Having no other choice at the moment, he mobilized the divine marrow within his incarnation, transforming it into thread-like "blood" to flow throughout his body.
The dazzling divine marrow, like melted golden water, flowed within Mo Hua.
When it touched the cracks on the incarnated divine thought, caused by the struggle of the divine soul, it slowly melted into them, "repairing" those injuries.
The pain in the divine soul was also alleviated.
Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, without delay, Mo Hua mobilized all the divine marrow he had accumulated before, circulating it within his incarnated divine thought, repairing the injuries on his divine soul.
The pale gold divine marrow was consumed little by little.
The cracks on the incarnated divine thought were also being repaired little by little.
After a long time, Mo Hua opened his eyes and exhaled deeply.
The pain in his divine thought had eased, and the cracks were mostly repaired, though the lingering pain remained.
He also confirmed one thing:
The injuries on the divine soul can be repaired using "divine marrow."
Mo Hua’s brow furrowed slightly...
Elder Xun Zixian once said that a cultivator’s divine sense is a derivation of their divine soul.
So, by this logic, is the divine marrow of a deity also a derivation of the deity’s divine soul?
Can a deity’s divine soul, besides deriving telekinesis, also derive divine marrow?
Much like how a cultivator’s heart contains blood and essence blood?
And due to the fundamental difference between the divine souls of deities and cultivators, whether one can derive divine marrow also represents the most essential distinction between them?
So, after all, what exactly is divine marrow?
Is it soul, or telekinesis?
Or is it the materialization of the Dao Laws?
What is the divine soul of a deity really like, and how does it differ from a cultivator’s?
The more Mo Hua learned, the more questions he had.
He could only suppress these questions in his heart, planning to ponder them slowly as he gained more Tao cultivation experience in the future.
For now, he understood one thing:
He should stockpile more divine marrow in the future.
The more the better.