Ultimate Master in Urban

Chapter 1890 - 1921: The Power of Three Colors

This grasp caused a significant disturbance around Ye Feng, making all the surrounding black ripple and drift.Like waves spreading out, forming difficult-to-dispel ripples. Seeing these ripples, Ye Feng became even more certain of the thoughts arising in his heart.

He spread his hands, looking at the black in his hands, his eyes then tightly closed, and he fell into deep thought.

After a full hundred breaths, his eyes opened once more, and the sharpness contained within them was fully emitted at this time.

"I want to see if, with my current Lord Cultivation, I can strip out all the hidden vitality here. If I can't do that, then at least I can ensure I live eternally within this, but if so, what is happening outside may plunge the entire Earth into despair, and they surely need me."

Thinking of this, several beautiful figures flashed through Ye Feng's mind, and recalling those scenes of the beauties smiling like flowers, his heart had some bitterness.

But this also fueled his desire to find the vitality contained within the black, as only then could his cultivation strength become stronger and the Incense Burner be restored to its peak.

Although at this moment, there is that light spot in the Incense Burner, Ye Feng knows very well that this situation absolutely cannot last too long.

That is to say, the light spot will disappear eventually because its existence is maintained by Ye Feng's previous True Spirit Power.

Once all that True Spirit Power dissipates, it will be the moment the light spot extinguishes.

Ye Feng sighed softly, his eyes focusing together, directly looking at the black in his hand, gazing at everything hidden within the black.

Under his observation, apart from black, there is nothing else within this black; it appears extremely pure, without any impurities.

Yet Ye Feng knows very clearly while seriously looking, that this black must contain many various matters within it.

And the deeply hidden vitality is precisely a part of these matters.

Understanding these, Ye Feng is aware that wanting to separate all matters within this black would require an enormous cost.

He grasped his hand, and the Lord Cultivation Power of his entire body fully unfolded, surrounded by a weak Spiritual Power Water, which enveloped the black.

As soon as the Spiritual Power Water surrounded the Spiritual Power, the black remained unchanged, but over time it unexpectedly underwent some changes far beyond Ye Feng's thoughts.

Only to see the black in his hand happily jumping, and as its jumping actions and frequency grew faster, Ye Feng saw three colors from within the black.

The first is still black, and that black is the purest and cleanest, the same as the most genuine existence of destructive power.

The second is yellow, which contains a thick murderous aura, even a faint touch of it made Ye Feng feel astonishment.

The third is cyan, hovering between the black and yellow, seemingly deeply suppressed by these two colors.

It appears to be facing one challenge after another.

And Ye Feng could distinctly feel a thin thread of vitality from the cyan, so little it could be ignored.

But when Ye Feng clearly sensed it, his heart rejoiced, knowing the cyan is exactly what he needs.

After finding the vitality hidden within the black, there is one thing that greatly annoys Ye Feng, which is how to extract those cyan parts and utilize them properly.

While Ye Feng was confused, a thought emerged in his mind, though it seemed somewhat unrealistic.

But after a moment of contemplation, Ye Feng decided to give it a try.

After all, only after a real attempt could Ye Feng determine, having made the decision, that he wouldn't hesitate again.

His left hand reached into the air; the Incense Burner fell down, grabbing it, controlling the light, and powerfully pressing it against the black.

After completing this, Ye Feng quietly watched, observing the black in his hands, seeing those three colors change.

Initially, these three colors didn't show any significant changes, but in just the blink of an eye, they began to joyfully bounce.

Finally, the black emitted a strong smell of decay, whereas the yellow radiated a tremendous destructive power, reaching directly for Ye Feng's arm, attempting to use its edge to sever Ye Feng's arm.

But just as this edge began to emerge, it was invisibly cut off by that white light.

The decay smell emitted by the black was autonomously ignored by Ye Feng because he believed that among these three colors, only yellow had a certain damaging ability towards him.

The black is outside these considerations.

When these two colors were entirely crushed by Ye Feng, the cyan flowing in the middle then freely flowed like a bunch of smooth water drops.

Gazing at the remaining water drops in his palm, Ye Feng's lips curled into a smile, he grasped his hand, and all the water drops disappeared, merging into his body through his skin.

At that moment, Ye Feng felt a subtle change in the cultivation fluctuations on his body, the change being so small that without careful observation, it was impossible to differentiate.

Upon sensing it, Ye Feng was filled with overwhelming joy, suddenly perceiving that the once-dead black before him was no longer the root of despair.

But rather the paradise inducing excitement and even yearning.

He also thought that within this Dark Abyss, it certainly was a fortune completely targeting him, because he could clearly see, if he could endlessly refine and extract the vitality here, his cultivation would undergo drastic changes.

Even the Incense Burner would fully restore in this change.