Severing the True Body
His face was contorted and deformed, and black smoke rose from the top of his head. Facing the residual force of the falling Broken Saber, he felt an unprecedented life-or-death crisis.
"You little beast! You forced this old man to do this!"
With Supreme Cangming raised his hand and struck the top of his head, sending a massive, ancient cauldron, entirely black and coiled with nine pale white bone dragons, soaring into the sky.
Magic Treasure - The Nether Spring Deathbound Cauldron!
Boom!
The ancient cauldron trembled, and the Cangwu Realm, spanning tens of thousands of miles, let out a mournful cry of unbearable burden. The cauldron tilted, revealing the Nine Netherworlds Corroding Bone Blackwater could overturn mountains and rivers, carrying the power of the world's demise after ten thousand years, and crashed towards Chen Fan!
Standing high in the sky, Chen Fan's lips curled into a cold smile.
What poured down was not water, but an entire desolate, ghostly abyss.
The Nine Netherworlds Corroding Bone Blackwater roared and poured back from the enormous black cauldron, with hundreds of thousands of vengeful phantoms floating and sinking amidst the rolling black waves.
The Void hissed and melted the moment it came into contact with the Blackwater, and even the light was completely swallowed up by this extreme stench and deathly aura.
The Supreme Cangming had disheveled hair, and the knife wound across half of his body was oozing thick, dark green blood.
He slammed his palms hard against the cauldron, his withered face twitching violently, his eyes filled with nothing but savage rage and annihilation.
"You'll be buried with me!"
The Blackwater roared and split, with most of it rushing towards Chen Fan, while the remaining several jet-black torrents, each a hundred feet wide, cascaded down like waterfalls from the heavens, crashing straight down onto the Divine City and the ruined welcoming steps below!
With this strike, he intends to draw upon the life essence of millions of living beings in the city, transforming it into nourishment for his reforging of his Dharma Form!
At the edge of the welcoming floating island, the lapis lazuli steps have become ruins.
"Old Chen, let's go! Let's go!"
Mo Wendao lay in a pool of blood, blood gushing from his severed arm, desperately reaching for Chen Changqing beside him.
Chen Changqing did not back down.
Blood and foam choked his mouth and nose, the broken Yi Wood Green Vine Sword trembled and clanged, and the Nascent Soul inside his body, riddled with cracks, even began to spontaneously combust.
Faced with the Nine Netherworlds torrent of Blackwater from the Netherworld, this Golden Core sect leader, who usually washed his hands and brewed soup at the Qingyun Sect, actually stepped forward forcefully, standing firmly at the forefront, raising his sword to the sky.
"Don't be afraid, Xiao Fan! Dad's here!"
A hoarse roar pierced through the raging storm.
High in the sky, Chen Fan glanced at the small yet stubborn figure below out of the corner of his eye.
The slightly curled and charred Tier Two Diamond Talisman on his left chest was slightly warm.
Within the Divine Kingdom, a milky-white sea of life roared fiercely. The Mortal World Karma between father and son, a connection rooted in the mortal world, transformed into an invisible divine bridge, forcefully injecting its boundless vitality into the Tai Chi Millstone at the center of the Divine Kingdom.
The pure white vitality and the pitch-black Death Fiend Qi completely merged, and the nascent Five Declines Dao Seed took root and sprouted at this moment.
Chen Fan withdrew his gaze and looked at the black tsunami crashing down overhead, a cold smile appearing on his lips.
Originally, he wanted to leave several more layers of seals to slowly nurture this Mortal Body.
But if someone is in such a hurry to die, then he can't be blamed.
Raise your hand, bend your fingers, and gently touch your brow.
"Snap!"
A crisp cracking sound suddenly erupted from the depths of Chen Fan's Divine Soul.
The thirty-six life-and-death restrictions that had been deeply binding his body shattered twelve times in an instant!
Boom!!
There was no earth-shattering vortex of spiritual energy, but at this moment, the very rules of the Cangwu Realm groaned in despair, unable to bear the burden any longer.
Originally, this mortal Mortal Body with no aptitude for cultivation suddenly had its internal Qi and Blood suddenly awaken like an ancient ferocious beast that had been dormant for millions of years.
Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul...
There was no need to cross the insurmountable barriers, and without even triggering the slightest tribulation, Chen Fan's clone's aura broke through the barrier in a fraction of a second!
Early stage of Deity Transformation!
Mid-stage Deity Transformation Realm!
Late stage of Deity Transformation!
Finally, amidst the bizarre sight of the clouds in the sky suddenly turning into pure black and white, it froze in place.
Peak of the Deity Transformation stage!
The Void within a radius of ten thousand miles solidified.
The originally surging and crashing Nine Netherworlds Corroding Bone Blackwater was actually suspended in mid-air. Even a single splash of black foam was frozen in place three thousand feet above the ground by this terrifying pressure!
The Supreme Cangming of the Azure Sea, who was desperately trying to control the cauldron, suddenly froze.
He stared intently at the eleven-year-old child who stood suspended in mid-air a hundred feet away.
Without any celestial Dharma Form, only a slowly rotating black and white divine halo appeared behind Chen Fan.
But the absolute laws emanating from that divine halo directly emptied the five elements of spiritual energy in this world into a vacuum!
"Deity Transformation... Great Perfection? No... that's impossible!"
Supreme Cangming's mind went blank, his shrill voice changed tone, and the madness in his eyes was instantly swallowed up by boundless terror.
Whose eleven-year-old child could, in the blink of an eye, go from an ordinary mortal to the Great Perfection of the Deity Transformation?!
This is not the kind of method that should be used in the mortal realm!
"What... what kind of monster are you?!"
Chen Fan did not answer.
He gripped the rough, broken Broken Saber with both hands, slowly pulling the rusty blade inch by inch from its animal hide scabbard.
Clang!
The dragon's roar shook the heavens.
At that moment, all the rusty iron filings fell off, revealing the chaotic blade light flowing like mercury within.
On the blade, one side is engraved with the mundane scenes of mountains, rivers, plants, and trees, while the other side flows with the endless Abyss of withered bones sinking into oblivion.
The power of the Divine Kingdom was poured entirely into the blade, and the destructive Dao Rhythm of the Five Declines Dao Seeds condensed into a line of gray-red.
Chen Fan remained calm and casually swung his sword forward.
"Break."
Sizzle!
The vast sky seemed to have been torn in two by an invisible, divine hand!
The Nine Netherworlds Blackwater River, suspended in mid-air, was cleaved in two the instant it touched the hundred-foot-long chaotic Blade Aura. Not even a scream or a sound of corrosion could be heard. The entire dark river was evaporating into a sky full of white vapor!
The blade flashed without the slightest hindrance, instantly striking the very center of the Nether Spring Deathbound Cauldron, which was engraved with nine bone dragons!
Clang!!
The sound of metal clashing pierced the sky, causing the eardrums of countless cultivators around the Divine City to bleed on the spot.
This top-grade Earth-rank demonic cauldron, which has roamed the Southern Nation for millennia and drunk the essence and blood of countless powerful figures from great sects, now has nine bone dragons on its surface emitting mournful cries, and the dragon patterns are cracking inch by inch.
The next instant, under the utterly desperate gaze of the Supreme Cangming.
A deafening explosion!
The Demon Cauldron exploded in mid-air into countless fist-sized pieces of raw iron. Before the fragments even hit the ground, they were completely ground into gray-white dust by the sweeping energy of the Life-and-Death Millstone!
"Puff!!"
The backlash from the shattering of his natal magic weapon caused Supreme Cangming to spit out a mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of his internal organs. The black spots on his body instantly spread to his entire neck, and his lifespan and vitality visibly declined.
Without any hesitation, as an old monster of nine thousand years, only one word remained in his mind.
Escape!
With his withered hands, he desperately grabbed forward, tearing open a dark Spatial Rift. His remaining Primordial Spirit, carrying the Origin Source of Half-Step Void Refinement cultivator, frantically plunged into it!