A Tremendous Leap in Strength

Whoosh, whoosh—the surging tide rolled toward the shore again and again in sprays of white foam, only to recede time after time in silent dejection.

Against the clear azure sky, several dark gray seabirds folded their wings and plunged into the fathomless sea with a slap, as though crashing from the sky. Seconds later, they soared back up with fat fish clenched in their beaks, shaking the droplets from their wings as they circled between blue sea and blue sky.

Xiang Yang stood barefoot on the warm, grainy sand, his upper body bare, his arms spread wide as though embracing the sea. His presence rose without limit—however high the heavens were, he was that high; however vast the sea was, he was that vast.

At his feet stood the Que Xie Blade, planted upside down in the sand. Its jade-blue hilt gleamed brilliantly, while its blade flashed with golden dawnlight beneath the sun.

He watched the sea, and he pondered. This Heavenly Silkworm Metamorphosis had brought too many unforeseen changes.

For instance, at the most crucial moment, when he spun silk and formed his cocoon, he had somehow wrapped the Que Xie Blade within it as well. Man and blade seemed to have become symbiotic, reborn together.

Because of this, all the demonic nature still stored within the Que Xie Blade had been drawn out by the Heavenly Silkworm Transformation. It flowed along the silk threads that covered Xiang Yang's body, turning the originally righteous and pure Heavenly Silkworm Nine Transformations exceedingly strange.

His once brilliant golden hair had turned jet-black, filled with an ominous aura—the fierce, baleful demonic nature.

Even the inherently profound and highly adaptable Heavenly Silkworm Qi had gained a chilling demonic nature, occasionally stirring irritation within Xiang Yang's heart and arousing killing intent.

Xiang Yang had