Scientific research has shown that some humans' supernatural abilities are related to brainwaves. These individuals may be born extraordinary, with brainwaves different from the norm. When the mental power generated by brainwaves reaches a certain level, it can be called "magical power."
As the saying goes, "Magical power knows no bounds" - this is the principle behind it!
However, all of this remains theoretical and speculative. So far, no one has truly developed 20% of their brain cells, nor has anyone transformed mental power into magical power.
At present, Cheng Jianhua was using the mystical properties of the Dragon Jade and the Eight Trigrams diagram to elevate his mental power to the level of magical power.
Cheng Jianhua had now merged with the magnetic fields in the alchemy room.
All the magnetic forces, molecules, and mysterious fate lines appeared in his mind like a complex network.
Cheng Jianhua began to use his mental power to connect with Chen Yang inside the alchemy furnace through the molecules.
The furnace couldn't block the molecular connection.
The yin and yang magnetic fields oscillated violently.
Inside the furnace, Chen Yang had been rapidly healing his injuries. Suddenly, he found it impossible to concentrate his mental power. It was a strange sensation - his head felt heavy and foggy.
Then he passed out.
This was the result of Cheng Jianhua's mental power invading his brainwaves.
This attack was invisible and intangible.
In his hazy state, Chen Yang finally regained some awareness. He felt as if his soul had left his body, and he saw a series of images. These images showed his birth, his parents' abandonment, his master's adoption, his growth, his training, his exploits in Africa, and finally his capture and confinement in the alchemy furnace.
Chen Yang watched his life unfold before him, experiencing an intense and indescribable feeling. As he watched himself in these scenes, a strange emotion welled up inside him.
At this moment, Chen Yang had completely forgotten about Cheng Jianhua's mention of the Minor Predestination Art. He felt that this was truly his destiny.
When the images showed Chen Yang's fate - his destiny being drained in the furnace, becoming a cripple, and then being mercilessly killed by Cheng Jianhua - Chen Yang's soul trembled with helplessness and extreme fear.
His will was no longer resolute.
This is my destiny!
Inside the furnace, Chen Yang sat cross-legged, his eyes tightly shut, his face rapidly changing expressions, his body violently shaking.
His will had been broken by the Minor Predestination Art, and he was accepting his fate.
His destiny was being extracted step by step.
Outside, Cheng Jianhua was confident. He intended to extract Chen Yang's destiny and transfer it to himself through the molecules.
This was the act of stealing destiny and changing one's own fate!
It was an almost godlike technique.
Then, just as Chen Yang's destiny was about to be completely stolen, a voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
"Open your eyes, Chosen One!" The voice belonged to an old man, filled with warmth and radiance.
The voice made Chen Yang feel comforted. He was startled and immediately opened his eyes.
He didn't physically open his eyes, but rather regained his clear consciousness. He remembered Cheng Jianhua, his current predicament, and realized that everything before had been Cheng Jianhua's Minor Predestination Art.
"Damn, that Minor Predestination Art is powerful. I almost fell for it," Chen Yang broke out in a cold sweat. At the same time, he hadn't fully awakened yet - he could clearly sense that his consciousness was still within his mental realm.
The darkness before him was the inside of his mental realm.
"Elder?" Chen Yang remembered the old man's voice, knowing it was this elder who had saved him. He respectfully said, "Elder, please show yourself."
As soon as Chen Yang spoke, in the darkness of his mental realm, mysterious brainwaves began to coalesce, forming the figure of an old man.
The elder had white hair and beard, with a kind face. Chen Yang recognized him as the Grandmaster who had been burned to death.
"Are you the Grandmaster?" Chen Yang asked instinctively.
At this moment, Chen Yang's conversation with the Grandmaster was taking place entirely within his mental realm. It was a communication of brainwaves, inaudible to the outside world.
Outside, Cheng Jianhua felt he was on the verge of extracting Chen Yang's destiny when suddenly, something strange happened. It was as if a barrier had formed, preventing him from seeing inside.
Cheng Jianhua was alarmed, knowing time was of the essence. He immediately activated the formation again, trying to re-enter with his brainwaves.
However, this would take some time.
This time was enough for Chen Yang and the Grandmaster to communicate.
The Grandmaster, with his kind eyes and gentle brow, smiled faintly at Chen Yang and said, "Chosen One, you've finally arrived."
Chen Yang inexplicably felt a strong liking for the Grandmaster and curiously asked, "Grandmaster, what's really going on here?"
The Grandmaster smiled slightly and said, "Right now, this is my last remnant of consciousness. I infused this consciousness into the Supreme Golden Pill you consumed. So now, I can still speak with you briefly. But my time is short, and I'll soon dissipate."
"Supreme Golden Pill?" Chen Yang asked.
The Grandmaster explained, "I specially crafted this Supreme Golden Pill for you. It contains the essence of thirty-six potent medicinal ingredients, extracted from various precious herbs. After consuming this pill, even your blood will become a precious substance, capable of curing all poisons. You'll also become immune to all toxins."
Chen Yang's eyes widened. "Is there really such a miraculous thing?"
The Grandmaster smiled faintly and said, "This Supreme Golden Pill is the culmination of my life's research, all dedicated to you. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth."
Chen Yang immediately bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, Grandmaster."
The Grandmaster waved his hand and said, "You don't need to thank me. My help comes with its own motives."
Chen Yang said, "Please, tell me."
The Grandmaster sighed slightly, then said, "Cheng Jianhua, that treacherous disciple, was the most talented pupil of our Xuanyi Sect. But he doesn't understand the principle of following the natural order. He's arrogant and conceited. If he were to lead our Xuanyi Sect, it would surely fall into ruin. I hope you can bring Yinshuang back and let her lead the Xuanyi Sect. Also, in the future, please help look after the Xuanyi Sect."
Hearing the Grandmaster's words, Chen Yang was filled with respect. Even in this dire situation, the Grandmaster was still thinking about the welfare of the Xuanyi Sect.
Chen Yang immediately said, "I will do my utmost to protect the Xuanyi Sect."
The Grandmaster's face showed a gratified smile. "I trust your promise."
Chen Yang then asked curiously, "Grandmaster, if you knew Cheng Jianhua had harmed Bai Yinshuang, why didn't you eliminate him earlier? Why did you allow him to live, eventually leading to your own demise?"
The Grandmaster replied, "Cheng Jianhua will play a role in the coming great calamity. If I had forcibly killed him, the karmic backlash would have been too much for me to bear. Moreover, his destined time had not yet come - even if I had tried to kill him, I wouldn't have succeeded. As for myself, being killed by him was also my fate. Our Xuanyi Sect, established for hundreds of years, has always emphasized following the natural order. As the Grandmaster of the Xuanyi Sect, I naturally couldn't interfere recklessly with the heavenly way."
Chen Yang pondered this thoughtfully. Then he said, "If I go out and kill Cheng Jianhua now, what do you think?"
The Grandmaster smiled faintly and said, "You are a Chosen One, so naturally, you can kill him. However, you may not be able to. His destined time has not yet come."
Chen Yang felt a surge of defiance, unwilling to accept this.
Just then, the Grandmaster's form began to fade, on the verge of disappearing.
Chen Yang was startled and quickly said, "Grandmaster?"
The Grandmaster smiled gently, his expression serene, and said, "Human power can't defy heaven. Birth, aging, sickness, and death are natural. In my life, the most painful thing was understanding too much. I never enjoyed the simple pleasures of being human. I knew this outcome but couldn't escape it - that is my sorrow."
Chen Yang was speechless, but he felt the constraints of the world's rules - a feeling of being trapped in quicksand, unable to break free.
He looked at the Grandmaster, his heart filled with an indescribable bitterness. Although he had just met the Grandmaster, this man had saved his life. He felt a special connection to him.
"Is there anything else you want to ask?" the Grandmaster said.
Chen Yang thought for a moment, then quickly asked, "What exactly is this great calamity you mentioned?"
The Grandmaster said, "The world is profound, and most beings are ignorant! This is the rule of the world! However, over the years, some clever individuals have understood these rules, becoming beings that transcend them. Like our Xuanyi Sect, like Cheng Jianhua. Like the demons hidden in deep mountains, like some unimaginable masters. The existence of these masters is a challenge to the natural order."
The Grandmaster paused, then continued, "Whether demons or masters, they dare not reveal themselves because their internal magnetic fields are too strong. Once they emerge, they would trigger heavenly tribulations. It's like how dry weather easily leads to heat lightning. This is heaven's restriction on them. This is why there have been so few demonic disturbances over the years."
"These beings have hidden themselves, and heaven cannot punish them. Now, the natural order is about to undergo a great cleansing. The world of advanced technology cannot allow such beings to exist. Do you understand?"
Chen Yang vaguely understood.
"Do gods and demons really exist?" Chen Yang couldn't help but ask.
The Grandmaster said, "I haven't seen them myself, but with the myriad of life forms existing for billions of years, there are bound to be some special existences, don't you think? In the ancient river of history, there are many myths and legends. While some may be fabricated, they must have some basis. Where did these stories come from?"
Chen Yang pondered this thoughtfully.
The Grandmaster's form began to fade again.
Seeing this, Chen Yang exclaimed, "Grandmaster?"
The Grandmaster smiled gently, his expression peaceful, and said, "Chosen One, remember this: you are not the only Chosen One, nor are you destined to be the victor. Chosen Ones are deeply involved in this calamity. Countless Chosen Ones will fight against each other. In the end, only one Chosen One can survive. The victor becomes the king, the loser a bandit - that's the principle. Perhaps, heaven will let all of you perish..."