When Divine Origin True Person's physical body was destroyed and his Nascent Soul forcibly underwent Spirit Transformation.
Countless streams of World Vitality were drawn in, forming a tide that surged toward him.
Wherever the tide passed, the void trembled and the earth rolled. Formation after formation binding the Spirit Veins shattered, and vast quantities of Pure Spirit Qi gathered within.
High above in the Nine Heavens, fierce winds suddenly rose, tearing apart countless layers of cloud.
The Frost Eagle Flying Shuttle drifted within it like a lone boat cast upon a vast ocean, swaying violently beneath the battering wind and waves.
Inside the flying shuttle, Canglong's face was deathly pale, disbelief filling her eyes.
Was this a heavenly phenomenon that a Nascent Soul Cultivator could cause?
She had only recently entered the Nascent Soul Realm and had not even had time to stabilize her cultivation. Her understanding of this realm was far too limited.
Yet even Fu Old, a veteran Nascent Soul Cultivator, was equally astonished at this moment.
"Madness!"
"Divine Origin has gone mad!"
"Even if his physical body was destroyed and his Nascent Soul shattered, he would still have a chance to cultivate the ghost path. But he is absorbing World Vitality regardless of the cost. His Nascent Soul will inevitably be assimilated by heaven and earth. By then, his divine soul will return to nothingness. Forget becoming a Ghost Cultivator—even his path to reincarnation will be severed."
Canglong said hoarsely, "What is he seeking?"
Ordinary people found it difficult to understand Divine Origin's thoughts.
Take Fu Old. Facing the approach of his final limit, though unwilling, his reluctance was only toward the uncertain and unfathomable future of his sect.
As for death itself, he was relatively at peace with it.
But for Divine Origin, peacefully accepting the