"Eldest Brother, you mean the Witch and Yao Races, right?"
Primordial Lord's brow relaxed, and he made a guess.
In the Primordial World, the Witch and Monster Races were the only powers with such strength.
As for the Monster Race, there were Di Jun and Taiyi.
The Witch Race also had no shortage of powerful figures. They were born without Spiritual Soul Power and could not comprehend the Great Dao, but their physical bodies were incredibly strong. They even possessed Physical Body Divine Powers, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches could contend with Quasi-Saints through their physical bodies alone. Their strength was extraordinary.
He had been deeply shocked when he first saw them.
After hearing him out, Tongtian replied indifferently.
"Eldest Brother, Second Brother, we are Pangu's True Lineage and disciples of a Saint. Even if they turn the world upside down, they couldn't possibly affect us. Why worry about this?"
"If you ask me, East King Duke is the one who's interesting!"
He admired the courage it took to bargain with the Dao Ancestor.
"Third Brother, I think you've lost your mind."
"In my eyes, East King Duke is nothing but a clown. His cultivation and influence are both far beneath those of the Witch and Monster Races. Being Head of Male Immortals wasn't enough for him—he even wanted the Heavenly Emperor's Exalted Position!"
"Now he's offended the Monster Race, and Teacher is displeased with him too. It seems his Death Date is near!"
Disdain showed on Primordial Lord's face.
When East King Duke had asked Hongjun for an Exalted Position, everyone had seen the Dao Ancestor's displeasure.
Although the Dao Ancestor had said nothing at the time, they all understood that he would not offer East King Duke any support from then on.
"Enough. There's no need to argue!"
Taishang waved his horsetail whisk, his expression utterly calm.
"No matter how things change outside, it won't affect us. All beneath the Saints are ants. We should remain here in quiet cultivation and achieve sainthood as soon as possible—that is the proper path!"
Purple Mountain, Stone Village.
Ye Fan sat atop a steep peak, his whole body shimmering with light. A vast vitality stirred within his Sea of Bitterness.
Duan De and Black Emperor stood beside him, guarding him as he cultivated.
"Who would've thought that after cultivating the Visualization Diagram, Ye Blackie would be on the verge of breaking through to the Other Shore Realm? It's unbelievable!"
Watching the astonishing phenomena around Ye Fan, especially the Life Essence in his body that shone like the Great Sun, Duan De spoke enviously.
"Woof. Too bad our cultivation only increases our Spiritual Soul Power. We haven't gained nearly as much as Ye Blackie."
Black Emperor sounded regretful, though this was what they had expected.
If everyone could achieve the same results as Ye Fan, it really would be an Immortal Scripture spoken of only in legend.
They wouldn't be able to protect it, either. It might even bring every Supreme from the Forbidden Zones out at once.
"True enough. I wonder how long Ye Blackie's transformation will take. Dao Master recently found a Great Tomb. Once he breaks through to the Other Shore Realm, with his Origin Heaven Technique, he'll be able to rob it clean."
Time passed, and seven days went by in the blink of an eye.
The strange phenomena inside Ye Fan gradually faded. His body, which had once radiated divine light, dimmed as well. His vitality drew inward, as if he were undergoing an extreme transformation.
On the eighth day,
his once-plump body shriveled. Compared to his former majestic appearance, he now looked like a rotting stump.
On the ninth day,
dark blood flowed through his five viscera and six bowels. His qi and blood stagnated, as if he were on the brink of death.
On the tenth day,
the bones throughout his body, once crystal-clear, turned dull and yellow, as though they were rotting away. Not a trace of their former wonder remained.
This was the transformation every cultivator had to undergo upon reaching the Other Shore Realm.
The Other Shore Realm was a major watershed for cultivators. At this level, their flesh and bones underwent nine transformations, bringing about a different kind of New Life and setting them apart from mortals forever.
But Ye Fan's transformation was exceptionally perilous.
Before reaching the Other Shore Realm, he had obtained the Heavenly Emperor Visualization Diagram and pushed his foundations to their limits.
Now, the difficulty of his transformation was tens of thousands of times greater than that faced by an ordinary person.
Naturally, the resources he needed were just as immense.
The Source Stones Ye Fan had prepared were burning away one after another. Once they entered his body, they became Divine Fire, trying to ignite every part of his foundation.
"Something's wrong! Ye Fan's going to fail!"
Duan De suddenly cried out, his face stricken with worry.
The Source Stones around Ye Fan were almost used up, but he had completed only a tenth of his transformation.
If he stopped partway through, he might die and have his Dao destroyed.
"Woof woof woof! Wicked Daoist, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and take out your sources!"
Wearing only a pair of oversized shorts, Black Emperor stood up and shouted at Duan De.
"What a loss, what a loss! I didn't get a single benefit, and now I have to pay out of pocket!"
Duan De wailed, but his hands kept moving as he took out Source Stones one after another.
One unit!
Two units!
Ten units!
"Woof! We're still short. Hurry it up! Ye Blackie is an Origin Heaven Master. He'll pay you back once his transformation is complete!"
Black Emperor barked anxiously.
They had finally found an Ancient Desolate Sacred Body. They only needed to find someone with an Innate Dao Embryo Divine Body to recreate their master's Peerless Physique.
He didn't want Ye Fan to die so easily.
"I'm out. I don't have a single drop left!"
Duan De slumped to the ground in despair, then looked toward Ye Fan atop the peak.
Ten units of Source Stones were all he had. Plenty of small sects didn't have that much in reserve.
It was only because he often dug up the tombs of powerful figures that he had amassed such wealth.
"Woof woof woof! I've only just been born, and I don't have any Source Stones either!"
As Black Emperor spoke, a wave of decay rolled down from the mountaintop.
Ye Fan had become nothing but skin and bones, nearly rotting away. His vitality was faint, as though his life had reached its end.
Ye Fan was in the midst of transformation, but he could still sense the danger inside him.
The Heavenly Emperor Visualization Method continued to circulate within him, but it could barely keep him alive.
What he needed to complete his transformation wasn't an unparalleled cultivation method. It was Spiritual Energy.
By rights, as an Origin Heaven Master, he shouldn't have been troubled by a lack of Source Stones.
But he had only just obtained the Source Heavenly Book. He hadn't even had a chance to get started before his transformation began.
It was like having a key to enter a room but no keyhole to use it in. The thought was unbearable.
"Maybe only the Heavenly Emperor can help me now!"
As he thought this, the Chat Group, which had been dormant, suddenly opened before his eyes.
[ Ding! Send a Red Packet to the group leader, Heavenly Emperor? ]
"Hm?"
Ye Fan was a little surprised, but he quickly understood. This was his chance.
But choosing what to send was a problem.
The other party was the Heavenly Emperor. He surely wouldn't care for ordinary things.
After thinking it over, Ye Fan's eyes filled with resolve.
[Would you like to send the Source Heavenly Book?]
[Confirm.]
He had promised that if the Zhang Family ever produced someone worthy of cultivation, he would let that person become an Origin Heaven Master.
But he had already learned the techniques recorded in the Source Heavenly Book. He could teach them in person later.
More importantly, he had nothing valuable on him. The Daoist Scripture was an Emperor Scripture, but he only had the Wheel Sea Chapter. It was clearly not good enough to offer.
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