Zhang Ling wasn't too surprised; these phantoms were merely memory fragments manifested by the Refining God Diagram based on Ding Ruozhao's spiritual soul memory.
They might have some influence on Ding Ruozhao, but they had no impact on him.
Zhang Ling carefully examined these memory fragments with his divine sense, hoping to find some clues about the feather spiritual纹(灵纹: pattern), perhaps finding a way to deal with it.
In the process of examining Ding Ruozhao's memory fragments, he also saw some memories related to himself.
Ding Ruozhao fell into a coma, and the memories manifested by the Refining God Diagram were all of this woman's most profound memories. Being able to see memories related to him suggested that this woman had quite a deep impression of him.
Zhang Ling's mood was complex again. Suddenly, a memory fragment caught his attention.
In that memory, Ding Ruozhao seemed to be hiding on top of a stone mountain, carefully observing a battle in the sky.
This battle was very fierce, a battle at the Nascent Soul level. Zhang Ling was shocked to discover that the people fighting were all figures he was quite familiar with.
Real Person Linghe of Wanxiang City, Crimson Fire King of Hidden Monster Valley, and several other demon kings, as well as a huge white jade skeleton and a strange blood-colored boy.
These old monsters seemed to be fighting for something, causing chaos in the sky.
The most eye-catching were three huge treasure tripods. The white jade skeleton wielded the Qianling Tripod he had seen before, releasing a large expanse of golden light that transformed into a rain of swords covering the sky.
Zhang Ling had a deep impression of this kind of attack. However, compared to the power this old monster displayed when chasing him and Ding Ruozhao, it was not the same. Even though he had now become a Nascent Soul cultivator, it would not be easy to withstand the rain of swords covering the sky.
The strength displayed by the white jade skeleton was definitely not weaker than that of a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, perhaps even stronger.
And the one fighting against the rain of swords was boundless flames, the source being a flame treasure tripod that also emitted a powerful spiritual light. The person wielding the flame tripod was actually Real Person Linghe, but he was at a disadvantage, seemingly only able to barely resist.
In another part of the sky, a wood tripod emitted a dim green light, and a huge wood monster was fighting against Crimson Fire King and several other demon kings.
This memory fragment was only a few breaths long, ending there. Zhang Ling pondered, there was a lot of information in it. The location where this memory took place seemed to be in the depths of Tianyuan(天渊: Sky Abyss).
The three treasure tripods, it seems, were the Five Spirit Tripods passed down from ancient times.
Then he carefully examined other memory fragments, and time passed little by little.
Outside the stone house, Ye Zimei stood outside the door, staring blankly in one direction. In her right hand, she held a simple butterfly jade pendant.
This jade pendant was entirely crimson red, emitting a layer of faint white spiritual light, flickering on and off. Every once in a while, Ye Zimei would look at the jade pendant in her hand.
This jade pendant was refined from special blood spirit jade. There was a trace of her sister's Nascent Soul on the spiritual light. As long as this wisp of Nascent Soul did not dissipate, it would prove that her sister was still alive.
The jade pendant's function was similar to the Nascent Soul lamps refined by some sects. It was originally refined by the Ding family's ancestor, who refined two identical ones, one for her and one for her sister.
The jade pendants of the two sisters were exchanged. Her sister had previously used secret techniques based on the jade pendant to track her whereabouts.
Now that her sister had fallen into a coma, it was all because of her, Ye Zimei regretted in her heart. After entering the Core Formation stage a hundred years ago, she was the one who dragged her sister out to travel, causing many troubles.
The spiritual light of the butterfly jade pendant flickered on and off several times, a state that proved that her sister's divine soul was extremely unstable.
Perhaps her sister's divine soul was even weaker. Several times, Ye Zimei wanted to rush in directly, but in the end, she patiently waited.
Looking at the closed stone door, she wondered if this Fellow Daoist Zhang was as special as her sister said. Could he allow her sister to wake up safely?
Ye Zimei waited outside the stone house with complex feelings, waiting for several hours.
Inside the stone cave, something happened to Zhang Ling.
In the Refining God Diagram, he was looking at another special memory. This memory was also very short, only two breaths long, only showing a strange ball of light, flying quickly, seemingly merging into Ding Ruozhao's body.
This memory seemed to be the situation before Ding Ruozhao fell into a coma, as Ye Zimei said. The ball of light flew very fast in the memory fragment, and Ding Ruozhao did not seem to see what it was.
Zhang Ling repeatedly checked it several times, noticing that there seemed to be a strange spiritual bone in the ball of light. It was not clear, but he felt like he had seen it somewhere.
After thinking for a while, he suddenly remembered something. His Nascent Soul flashed and flew out of the Refining God Diagram, merging into his body. He raised his right hand and stroked a black bracelet on his wrist.
This bracelet was a storage bracelet, obtained from a deserted island in the Qingling Sea on the fifth floor of the Tianyuan Secret Realm. With a flash of spiritual light, he took out a square jade box from it.
After opening the jade box, there was a black bottle, several jade slips, and a spiritual bone inside. The information in the jade slips was some research on ancient immortal texts. He could recognize the demon clan's writing thanks to these jade slips.
The black bottle contained half a bottle of essence blood, and this foot-long spiritual bone also emitted a strong spiritual pressure.
The spiritual bone in the box was extremely similar to the spiritual bone seen in Ding Ruozhao's memory fragments, seemingly from the same source.
While Zhang Ling was thinking, a flash of light appeared before his eyes, and the spiritual bone in the box emitted a blue spiritual light without warning, slowly flying up.
Zhang Ling expressionlessly flicked his finger, shooting out a yellow spiritual light, suppressing the spiritual bone. He had also studied this spiritual bone several times, but he had not found a way, and he had not seen what kind of monster's spiritual bone it was.
Several times, he also used infant fire to sacrifice and refine it, but he did not refine it. This spiritual bone was full of spirituality. Once taken out, it seemed to want to fly away.
Suddenly, a strange thing happened. He had just shot out spiritual light and pressed the spiritual bone back into the box. Then, the Refining God Diagram floating in the air shook, shooting out a strange spiritual纹(灵纹: pattern), which was the feather spiritual纹(灵纹: pattern) attached to Ding Ruozhao.
This strange scene stunned Zhang Ling. At the same time, the box in his hand made a soft sound, and was directly blown away.
The spiritual bone that had just been suppressed flew up again. Under rapid rotation, it shattered, turning into specks of blue starlight, instantly mixing with those spiritual纹(灵纹: pattern).
A burst of dazzling spiritual light flashed, instantly turning into a foot-long blue feather, attached with a powerful spiritual force, giving people a feeling of palpitation.
