Source of the Weird! The Great Harvest It Brought!

[Over the past hundred years, the aura inside your body had risen and fallen unpredictably, on the verge of collapse at any moment.]

[Several times, it had even weakened to the extreme, your life force nearly cut off.]

[Those were the few terrifying counterattacks launched by the abnormal essence.]

[They tried to invade your sea of consciousness, conjuring countless illusions of corpse mountains and seas of blood.]

[You saw the heavens sink into ruin. You saw myriad worlds shatter.]

[You even saw the people around you die one after another beneath abnormal butcher blades, their blood dyeing the firmament red.]

[But your Dao heart was as solid as a boulder, unmoved.]

[You shattered all illusions and desperately guarded the last thread of clarity.]

[Every time you survived a crisis of life and death, your aura became one degree deeper.]

[The phantom of the Primordial Dragon behind you also became increasingly solid, vivid and lifelike.]

[On the originally pure golden dragon scales, there actually appeared a trace of dark, profound markings.]

[Those were immortal traces left behind after the chaos energy and abnormal essence had been completely refined.]

[Your physical body was undergoing a long and thorough nirvanic remolding.]

[Your bones let out muffled booms like thunder, and the sound of your blood flowing rumbled tremendously.]

[A hundred years of withered sitting, a hundred years of tempering.]

[Your comprehension of the Primordial Dragon Emperor Art had reached an unprecedented height.]

[Your development of the Chaos Body had also stepped into an entirely new stage.]

[But you still did not wake.]

[You continued.]

[You tirelessly, mechanically extracted the abnormal essence from the silkworm cocoon.]

[Although over this past century, the amount you had extracted was only a single hair from nine oxen compared to the entire cocoon.]

[But this was, after all,