The Martial World
E-3 Soul Without Teacher

Lin Ming washed the stone with water from the river. After hesitating for a while, he lifted the axe placed on the ground and used its blunt tip to lightly hit the cube-shaped stone. The stone remained intact without a single scratch on it.

This is predictable. The fact that this stone can remain intact after being swallowed by a Pangolin Goldback is proof of its remarkable durability. Lin Ming gradually increased the strength behind his attack. Finally, he struck with all his might so that the axe and the hammering pad formed a dent. However, not a single deformity appeared on the cube.

Fuck [1]!

Lin Ming was stunned. He had thought the stone was this hard, but he could never expect it to be this hard. How was this item made?

Lin Ming could not give an answer. This stone and its shape are too strange. Perhaps some purification experts created this stone using some very durable materials. Considering such a possibility, Lin Ming decided to pocket the cube. Even if he did not know what it was, he could still use it as a decoration.

After tidying up his tools, Lin Ming headed to the room the Grand Clarity Pavilion had prepared for him and proceeded to rest.

After training his punches, he engaged in deboning for two long hours (4 hours). Lin Ming was currently feeling extremely tired.

After meditating and adjusting his breathing for a while, Lin Ming slumped on the bed without taking off his clothes and fell asleep. The beds that the Grand Clarity Pavilion prepared for its staff were very comfortable. Moreover, the second son of the Army Ruler was unable to create trouble for him here.

After reaching this conclusion, Lin Ming was able to sleep soundly. In his sleep, he had a strange dream. He dreamed of a magnificent palace made of jade. Each pavilion was made of jade, the level of workmanship was extremely high.

Dressed in elegant dresses, a group of kind-looking beautiful women wandered around the palace. Lucky-looking beasts roamed the sky, creating an image of an immortal world.

Lin Ming had never seen such a beautiful palace, even in paintings. At this moment, the scenery suddenly changed and the majestic palace collapsed. Countless figures had appeared in the sky above. From among the countless figures, streams of light shot out. The stream of light was beautiful to behold; however, when it descended to the ground, it caused the ground and mountains to be destroyed!

The ground was split apart while the sky was covered with demonic flames. The huge array of spells covering the surface area of hundreds of li (0.5 km) appeared out of thin air and numerous mysterious symbols covered the entire sky.

War on this scale was something Lin Ming could never imagine! The master! They were masters of the inconceivable realm of strength! This level of strength was something that people at the Physical Training Stage and Primal Assembly Stage could not hope to compete with!

Every person in this image was a being that Lin Ming would never be able to see. However, how could so many God-like beings appear here?

After which, the scenery turned into a world of snow and ice. A frightened-looking woman was holding a cube of one cubic inch, facing off against ten thousand figures standing in the sky.

This woman was actually standing less than three feet away from Lin Ming. Although he understood that this was all an illusion, Lin Ming could feel an extremely powerful yet gentle and holy aura emanating from the woman's body!

What surprised Lin Ming the most was that the cube that the woman was holding was the stone that Lin Ming had found inside the Pangolin Goldback's stomach!

The woman said a series of words, but the words spoken were unclear. Lin Ming could only see two words - Magic Cube!

Magic cube?

For some unknown reason, as soon as he heard those words, Lin Ming's mind thought of the stone. Could it be that the name of the stone was the Magic Cube?

“Hong!”

An explosion! The room itself split apart, the sky twisted into a raging whirlpool with seemingly infinite power, sweeping across Heaven and Land [2]. Wherever he reached it, the mountain would collapse and the sky would collapse. The ice glacier instantly turned into nothingness and the ten thousand figures became dust. Their souls were fragmented and absorbed into the cube!

As for Lin Ming, he found himself standing in the middle of a whirlpool, watching with his own eyes as everything was absorbed into the whirlpool. Everything around him became ashes while he himself remained unaffected. This feeling was indescribable and would likely be an unforgettable experience for Lin Ming!

Lin Ming felt himself drenched in cold sweat. At this moment, he suddenly discovered that he had arrived in a very large and dark space. Here, various points of light drift in suspension, resembling mirror fragments. Various spots have different sizes, some are large and some are small. The larger one is as big as an oil palm, while the smaller one is only as big as a grain of rice. In the center of all those points of light, there was a ball of light, which emitted a soft, gentle and holy light.

For some reason, Lin Ming felt that the atmosphere around this ball of light was very similar to the woman he had seen before. No, it's exactly the same!

Could it be that this ball of light was the shape left behind by that woman?

Lin Ming remembered that the woman had turned into a stream of white light and was absorbed into the Magic Cube right after the explosion occurred ...

Streams of white light. Could it be that it turned into this ball of light? If that was the case, then this was the space inside the Magic Cube. That is, these points of light ...

Lin Ming flinched. Could it be that these points of light were all shards from countless figures that were absorbed by the Magic Cube after they were destroyed by that spatial storm?

Up until now, he had clearly understood that the scene he had just seen was true. Even though he told himself that he was only dreaming, he could not believe that it was just a dream. Everything he saw in this dream was far too realistic and the image of the spatial whirlpool that broke the world was deeply engraved into Lin Ming's mind. As a foolish teenager who had yet to reach the Pulse Condensation Stage, how could he have a dream that involved such great power?

Then, all the visions were true? This one stone cube had actually swallowed countless masters whose strength was at a level where he would not have the chance to see it?

Lin Ming could not imagine which kingdom could have such a large number of masters whose strength could strangle him to such an extent. He focused his eyes and peered into the dark space filled with countless light spots. After hesitating for a long time, he stretched out his hand and gently touched the smallest speck of light and the closest to it.

Upon contact, a speck of light instantly flowed into Lin Ming's fingertips. Lin Ming had no time to respond at all, as his head felt as if a heavy hammer had suddenly struck him viciously. He screamed and fell to the ground.

Aaaa!

Lin Ming tightly gripped his head; he felt as if something was desperately attacking his mind. The piercing pain caused Lin Ming to wish he could open his skull and eliminate whatever was causing the pain!

He can't resist! Lin Ming felt as if he was about to be swallowed!

Swallowed?

That's all it is! This must be the instinctive nature of the soul fragment; it is trying to devour my sea of consciousness!

"Bad you!"

Noticing this fact, Lin Ming had a moment of panic but immediately calmed himself down. The thing that threatened him was only a small part of the soul. Besides, his master had perished. How could he lose that little consciousness that had no master?

Lin Ming suddenly shouted, clenching his fists, his nails digging deep into his flesh and blood: Keep my heart and mind! My heart is beating for the Martial Path!

I have sworn to pursue the ends of the Martial Path, how can I let my path end here?

Lin Ming did not know how to get rid of the fragmented consciousness that had no owner. All he could do was grit his teeth and keep everything he had. Various disordered images flowed into his sea of consciousness, causing him to experience inhuman pain, threatening to render him unconscious. However, he continued to gnash his teeth, maintaining his grip on the remnants of his consciousness and holding on to his unshakable martial heart!

After some time, this inhumane torture slowly faded away. Finally, Lin Ming woke up from his dream. He opened his eyes to see that it was already dawn and he was drenched in cold sweat; his bedsheets were drenched and his palms were covered in blood from being grasped too tightly!

Observing all of this, Lin Ming was one hundred percent sure that what had happened was not a dream. No nightmare could produce such an effect.

He calmly pondered and could not help feeling afraid. A person's soul is made up of two parts: consciousness and memory. Once the printed consciousness is erased, the soul becomes devoid of an owner. A soul without an owner could only act on instinct. Back then, the soul he touched was only half the size of a grain of rice, its light dimmed. However, he was almost swallowed by it, it was truly terrifying! If he were to touch an even greater point, it was likely that he would turn into a basket case by now!

The cube is too dangerous!

As Lin Ming was pondering about this matter, his face suddenly changed: Eh .. sea of my consciousness ...

There's more in it!

Array ... inscription ... carving .. various strange symbols, mysterious characters, weapons techniques that look ordinary and powerful ...

What's the matter?

Could this be the memory carried by an ownerless soul?

This thought caused Lin Ming to be startled. He vaguely realized that this series of memories could be an unimaginable mountain of wealth ...

Although it had entered Lin Ming's sea of consciousness, his memories were complicated. They were not something that Lin Ming could remember and how he liked it. Those memories need to be consolidated and further integrated.

While doing so, Lin Ming ignored the memories of the arrays and inscriptions. These memories are a little fragmented and disorganized. The memories seemed to be about a profession that carved inscriptions into weapons.

Lin Ming was not interested in this profession. There was something else he needed, something he wanted. He continued searching through his sea of consciousness and finally held his breath as he discovered

Physical Exercise Stage - Chaotic Virtues Combat Meridians!