"Second awakening successful." "Transformation (Awakening: Second True Body)." "Transformation (Second Awakening: Grotesque Trickery)."
The Nine-Death Lightning Tribulation poured down with fervor. No one could see Master Shou's expression or state at this moment.
Because the sixth layer of the Dead Sea had already been filled with lightning slurry.
The Holy Mountain Refugee Group and Feng Zhongzui's Dao Transmission Mirror had retreated to an extremely distant location.
In theory, this seemed like the best chance to escape Master Shou's clutches. They only needed to run, to flee into the open skies.
In reality, everyone knew that before Spatial Upanishad, there was no such thing as distance in this world.
So-called "escape" was merely a little trick for enraging Master Shou and seeking one's own death.
Within Blackstone Prison, the imprisoned convicts also awoke one after another, gazing hungrily at the flowing lightning slurry before them.
Some even scooped up a handful, wanting to ladle up and drink this special fluid.
Unfortunately, the Dead Sea's rules were self-contained.
Those prisoners locked inside Blackstone Prison could not touch even a trace of lightning slurry, much less find a path to escape within it.
"The twelfth time..."
Beneath the lightning tribulation, Xu Xiaoshou's face was actually quite dark.
He seriously suspected that this damn system had some sort of inspection mechanism, or that his body had developed antibodies to Long Xing's blessing.
He had failed eleven whole times.
It was only on the twelfth attempt that Transformation successfully underwent its second awakening.
Too damn dark! Including Absolute Repulsion and Immeasurable Silence Seed, these three second-awakened passive skills alone had cost him thirty-eight attempts.
Judging by the odds, it was far lower than before.
"Fortunately, it worked."
"Grotesque Trickery—what does it do?"
Dissatisfied though he was, Xu Xiaoshou did