A reddish-brown aura, accompanied by black killing intent, filled the space around Lin Changqing. It surged from his three thousand six hundred apertures and flowed into the countless muscles and tissues throughout his body.
Even wisps of spiritual energy were rapidly transformed into bloody energy, spreading throughout his body.
At that moment, the aura of the Great Dao concealed everything. Strange phenomena arose, but they remained confined to within three zhang of Lin Changqing.
The barrier Tongtian had laid down completely concealed this scene, leaving no trace of it visible.
Only Tongtian saw what was happening. None of the other Interception Sect disciples knew a thing.
"Senior Disciple Brother is about to break through! Wonderful!"
"Once Senior Disciple Brother breaks through, he'll be a Golden Immortal. And with a hundred billion merits on top of that, hmph! Let's see which Sect of Elucidation cultivator dares mock him now!"
The Eight Personal Disciples exclaimed in delight.
Yunxiao, who had received a Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir from Lin Changqing, and Bixiao, who had received a Tongtian Sword Talisman, were especially captivated as they gazed at him, stars shining in their eyes.
Not one of them noticed Tongtian's brows gradually furrowing.
That killing intent and reddish-brown aura were so strange that even he couldn't see through them!
Tongtian stared at the aura of the Great Dao concealing everything, his brows already knitted together.
But a moment later, he slowly relaxed them.
What difference did the nature of the power make? The person he valued was Lin Changqing.
The Primordial World was filled with countless innate beings, their origins varied and their aptitudes uneven.
Their powers in cultivation naturally differed as well. How absurd would it be to judge them as good or bad on that basis?
This was Changqing's opportunity. He would let him pursue it.
As Tongtian thought this, a faint smile returned to his eyes.
Putting the strange nature of the power aside, Lin Changqing's aura was rapidly growing.
His eldest disciple had lain dormant for a million years. Now that he had emerged, he was destined to soar through the skies and shake the Primordial World!
"Hahaha! All right."
"You little rascals, your Senior Disciple Brother can't hear a word you're saying right now."
Tongtian looked down at his eight personal disciples and laughed.
"Enough. Changqing is in the middle of a breakthrough, so he won't emerge anytime soon. All of you, go on."
Tongtian shook his head and waved them away. Duobao and the others grinned and headed out of the Interception Sect Immortal Palace.
The junior sister had received a Tongtian Sword Talisman from Senior Disciple Brother this time. How enviable.
Senior Disciple Brother was so generous.
Senior Disciple Brother's Dao Heart was firm, and his character was truly remarkable. I can't compare...
Lost in their various thoughts, the disciples left the Interception Sect Immortal Palace. Inside the Jie Sect Hall, however, the aura within the Great Dao's embrace continued to grow stronger, unnoticed by anyone.
Lin Changqing's mind was completely immersed in his sea of consciousness.
The image of the Divine Demon was clearly only a hundred zhang tall. Yet when Lin Changqing examined it with his spiritual sense, it seemed to reach from heaven to earth, spanning the four directions of the cosmos and illuminating the All Heavens!
Every pore and every line on the image of the Divine Demon seemed engraved with endless complexities: countless chapters of divine arts, the patterns of the Great Dao, and the mysteries of the All Heavens.
But Lin Changqing's spiritual sense was still too weak, and his cultivation far from sufficient. He could only make out the general shape of the image, not its details.
Even so, the image of the Divine Demon trembled gently, sending countless profound cultivation methods flying into Lin Changqing's sea of consciousness.
Divine Demon Prison Suppression Art!
The human body had three thousand six hundred apertures, countless muscles, flesh, sinews, and bones, and an endless number of particles.
The method of cultivating the Divine Demon Prison Suppression Art was to temper every aperture, every part of the muscles, flesh, sinews, and bones, and every particle.
Until each aperture, every part of the body, and every particle contained the strength of a man, the strength of a god, and the power of a Divine Demon!
Upon reaching Great Accomplishment, every particle in one's body could rival a Divine Demon!
With boundless Divine Demon Power, one could shatter the All Heavens and cross countless worlds!
That was the Divine Demon Prison Suppression Art!
Lin Changqing's mind was already trembling. The hundredfold reward this time was unbelievably powerful!
Still, when he thought about it, it made sense. This wasn't a hundred billion merits or some tangible reward like a spiritual treasure or spirit root.
It was a cultivation art. It was only reasonable for it to be a little stronger.
Lin Changqing wasted no time and began cultivating.
As he comprehended the countless patterns on the image of the Divine Demon, those profound markings transformed into streams of reddish-brown aura. Within each of Lin Changqing's three thousand six hundred apertures, they formed strands of dark energy.
The energy rapidly strengthened his apertures, expanded the meridians throughout his body, and circulated through one great cycle after another.
Then it flowed from those meridians into his flesh, sinews, and bones, continuing to strengthen his body.
But Lin Changqing was still too weak, and the energy within him was nowhere near enough. The changes were confined to the three thousand six hundred apertures.
Gradually, blood-red beads began to form inside them.
The spiritual energy in Lin Changqing's body was already completely exhausted.
Just as Lin Changqing was feeling disappointed, he suddenly felt boundless spiritual energy rush in from outside, filling the emptiness within him as freely as if it cost nothing.
He didn't need to guess. His master was helping him cultivate!
He immediately sped up, absorbing and refining the energy.
Inside the main hall of the Interception Sect Immortal Palace, Tongtian slowly lowered his hand. The barrier protecting Lin Changqing had expanded more than a hundredfold, and it was now filled with energy that Lin Changqing was rapidly absorbing.
Tongtian watched with a smile and nodded slightly.
Changqing, my Interception Sect's eldest disciple, will surely shake the entire Primordial World when he emerges!
Time passed slowly. The Primordial World kept no year, and a thousand years vanished in the blink of an eye.
By now, almost everyone had forgotten that Senior Disciple Brother was still cultivating in seclusion inside the Jie Sect Hall.
Tongtian wasn't in the hall anymore, either, but the barrier remained in place, and the spiritual energy within it was still abundant.
Lin Changqing's aura, once violent and overpowering, gradually drew inward, rapidly retreating into his body.
Within his three thousand six hundred apertures, blood-red spirit pearls floated. Bloody energy interwove inside the apertures, forming one human-shaped phantom after another.
These phantoms were unmistakably images of Divine Demons!
They had yet to take shape and remained mere shadows.
Even so, Lin Changqing's aura had already surged beyond measure!
At that moment, blood and energy churned around Lin Changqing. His three thousand six hundred apertures trembled in unison.
His brow twitched. The body that had sat motionless for a thousand years seemed on the verge of waking.
Just then, boundless purple-black clouds gathered above the entire Interception Sect.
Divine lightning gathered. Purple-black bolts, like dragons and snakes, roamed through the sea of dark thunderclouds.
Everyone in the Interception Sect—and even those in Kunlun—turned their eyes toward the Jie Sect Hall at the very center of the thunderclouds.
"Tribulation clouds! Damn it, why have so many tribulation clouds gathered here?"
"Purple-black lightning... Could this be... Purple Firmament Divine Lightning?!!!"
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