Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 1957 - 1946: State of Mind—Great Perfection

"I want to go back alive."Ning Fan roared furiously, his curved spine was slowly straightening.

Despite trembling, his legs remained resolutely positioned to straighten.

"This bug is truly crazy."

The Black Dragon thought in surprise.

When the projection of the Ancestral Dragon God appears, it instinctively releases the aura of the Innate Divine Spirits.

This aura is not a form of suppression, nor is it to showcase the strength of the Divine Spirits.

The pressure Ning Fan felt at this moment did not come from the Ancestral Dragon God at all; it originated from himself.

Innate Divine Spirits, equivalent to the source of all things.

Any postnatal creature that sees them will instinctively kneel and submit.

This submission is not a weak offering to the strong, but a respect for the origin of life, having nothing to do with strength or weakness.

That is the reason the Black Dragon does not resist, especially when facing the Ancestral God of its own kind.

Ning Fan's unyielding spirit is essentially a self-breakthrough, breaking free from the shackles deep within his genes.

Each time Ning Fan extends his form, the invisible pressure increases geometrically.

Finally, Ning Fan's body began to be overwhelmed, and the tightly stretched skin started to crack open,

especially around his legs where blood flowed profusely, the skin utterly fragmented, muscles torn apart, and even bone visible.

Seeing Ning Fan looking like a bloodstained human, the Black Dragon couldn't help but say, "You will die if you continue like this."

"Whether early or late, what's the difference in death?"

Ning Fan opened his mouth, revealing gleaming white teeth, which quickly were stained blood-red as blood flowed into his mouth.

"Even if I die, I will die standing! Rise up!"

Ning Fan roared as his body straightened explosively, like a spear, fiercely piercing the sky.

At the moment of standing up, a crisp sound echoed in Ning Fan's mind, as if breaking a certain shackle.

The pressure that seemed ready to crush him to pulp disappeared without a trace.

Despite his entire body being in pieces, looking like he had just emerged from a pool of blood, Ning Fan felt a sense of unprecedented euphoria.

Every cell and organ in his body was shouting, cheering, as if celebrating a form of rebirth.

Especially in the mental aspect, Ning Fan felt his State of Mind had become more rounded.

Looking once again at the nine savage dragon heads, Ning Fan felt not an ounce of fear, instead regarding them with a normalcy, even with curiosity commenting on their appearance, "Ugly as hell, our Huaxia Divine Dragons are far more handsome."

The past mindset of passively waiting for death vanished, at this moment Ning Fan just wanted to shout, "My fate is controlled by me, not by heaven."

How many people have chanted such slogans, yet truly at the moment of crisis, how many can let go of all thoughts to realize this saying?

The answer is none.

There's a saying, it's easy to deceive others, but hard to deceive oneself.

No matter the disguise, one cannot deceive their own heart.

The spirit is the most magical existence.

The slightest fluctuation of spirit can interfere with a person's will, even Divine Spirits are no exception.

Even when Divine Spirits shout "My fate is controlled by me, not by heaven."

Yet in the spiritual aspect, there is inevitably a self-interrogation whether it can truly be done.

This trace of hesitation and doubt lasts for an extremely brief time, almost not appearing, but it does exist after all.

A strong person's cultivation State of Mind can use hypnosis to interfere with spiritual fluctuations, thus showing an aura of emptiness, fearlessness, and absolute self-trust.

But at this moment Ning Fan, does not need such means at all, whatever is determined, no interference from a single thought shall arise.

For example, the Black Dragon, when releasing the Forbidden Spell, needed to rely on auxiliary magic to prevent interference with its mind.

But for Ning Fan, he doesn't require auxiliary magic at all.

With a single thought, even if shattered to pieces, his State of Mind will not be interfered.

This is the greatest gain Ning Fan obtained when he broke through himself; his State of Mind cultivation has already reached the Great Perfection Realm, achieving the Taoist Magic Heavenly Heart pursued by Taoist Cultivators.

"My fate is controlled by me, not by heaven."

From Ning Fan's mouth emerged, no longer a show-off line, but representing a firm belief.

This belief can even permeate others' spiritual levels.

"Can it truly be done?"

The Black Dragon was bewildered.

To it, Ning Fan's power was merely that of a robust bug.

Unless one day, Ning Fan can ignite the Divine Fire, only then would the Black Dragon regard him as a "person."

This is not derogatory; the Western Dragon Clan holds human forms, "regarding as a person" is a form of acknowledgment of Ning Fan.

Yet now, a bug dares to boast without restraint.

Had it been before, no... had it been a minute ago, the Black Dragon would definitely unleash its venomous tongue without hesitation.

But at this moment, the Black Dragon did not even have a shred of ridicule, instead seriously contemplating this saying.

"Perhaps he really has a way to break the Forbidden Spell."

"Don't joke around. This is a Forbidden Spell."

...

Thoughts of belief and doubt constantly surfaced in its mind.

Even though a thousand times it refused to believe Ning Fan could break the Forbidden Spell, the crucial moment always had a saying making the Black Dragon believe Ning Fan had the ability.

"The attack method of the Demon Dragon Refining Kill Formation is the nine World Destroying Dragon Flames. Perhaps when the Dragon Flame's power is exhausted, the Forbidden Spell will be lifted."

The Black Dragon wasn't even sure where its thoughts came from, yet the words naturally came out.

"I got it."

Gazing at Ning Fan's smiling face, the Black Dragon truly had no idea where his confidence stemmed from.

The Dragon Flame from the Ancestral Dragon God is far beyond what it, an immature Black Dragon, can compare; it holds true world-ending might, and there are nine of them.

No one has ever survived in the Demon Dragon Refining Kill Formation, even Divine Spirits are not exempt.

The Divine Spirits fallen in this Forbidden Spell are more than just one or two.

If not for the demanding spell conditions of the Demon Dragon Refining Kill Formation, perhaps the Dragon Clan would have long dominated the Divine Realm.

Hence the method the Black Dragon spoke of to break the spell was just speculation.

"The Forbidden Spell is finally initiating."

Ning Fan's pupils shrank, intently observing the nine dragon heads.

The dragon mouths were unknowingly opening; red, white, green... all sorts of colored light spheres were forming within the dragon mouths.

Ning Fan had thought of attacking first, yet he was sealed in this fixed space, all means of attack and movement invalid, forced to wait passively for the Forbidden Spell to take effect.

Ning Fan sat cross-legged, expressionless, his deep and calm gaze akin to a cold pool.

He took out the Jade Vial, swallowing all the Qi Replenishing Pills at once.

As soon as the Qi Replenishing Pills entered the water, they dissolved, the contained Spiritual Energy rushing like a mighty river throughout his body.

The terrifying, savage wounds rapidly began to heal, visibly accelerated with abundant Spiritual Energy seemingly ready to burst forth.

Each pore emanated a faint white glow.

In this dark and eerie space, Ning Fan seemed akin to a radiant jade statue.