Heaven Has Not Forsaken Me, Heavenly Origin!
A complex emotion finally surfaced.
Yes, I long for it.
Even someone as detached from life and death as him, having lived for countless millennia, could not remain calm in the face of true vitality.
Who wants to die?
Who would willingly turn into cosmic dust just one step away from the end of the Great Dao?
His hand finally moved.
Without the slightest hesitation, his withered fingertips gently picked up the dark golden pill.
The moment the pill left the box, its rich fragrance materialized, creating Dao Gold river that swept across the void of the starry sea.
The First Ancestor brought the elixir close to his eyes and examined it carefully.
The lightning patterns on the surface of the pill seemed to come alive, dancing in his pupils and reflecting a path leading to a higher realm.
"Ha ha..."
A dry laugh escaped from his already stiffened throat.
"Ha ha!"
The laughter grew louder and louder, transforming him from a dying old man into a domineering overlord.
The entire starry sea trembled violently with his laughter, and countless stars burst forth with unprecedented light, as if cheering for their king.
"Excellent! What a fine Tribulation Immortal Pill!"
"What a Chen Changqing!"
The First Ancestor roared to the sky, his voice booming so loudly that it forced Daoist Qingyuan and Daoist Wuzhen to retreat repeatedly, their Qi and Blood churning.
"Heaven will not forsake me!"
"Heaven will not destroy my Heavenly Origin!"
The moment he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and swallowed the Immortal Tribulation Immortal Pill, a pill powerful enough to drive the entire Nine Provinces mad.
Without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest delay.
It was as if he had swallowed not a miraculous pill, but an ordinary candy.
The elixir was ingested.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment.
The First Ancestor's withered body remained unchanged.
The laughter abruptly stopped.
He closed his eyes again, sat cross-legged in the center of the starry sea, and transformed back into the desiccated corpse floating in the universe.
It all seemed like an illusion.
Daoist Qingyuan and Daoist Wuzhen looked at each other, both seeing extreme confusion on each other's faces.
Is that all?
What about the drug's effects?
What happened to the promise of a withered tree blossoming again, and instant success?
Just as Daoist Wuzhen was about to ask a question...
"Buzz--"
A soft buzzing sound emanated from the First Ancestor's body.
Immediately afterwards, a faint Golden Light shone from his Dantian.
The Golden Light was initially only the size of a grain of rice, yet it contained an unimaginable, boundless vitality.
The moment the Golden Light shone, the deep purple patterns on the First Ancestor's body, which represented the depletion of his lifespan, seemed to have encountered their nemesis, emitting a "sizzling" sound and beginning to fade away at a visible speed.
"Here we go!"
Daoist Qingyuan exclaimed in surprise, his eyes bursting with wild joy.
The Dao Gold began to spread upwards along the First Ancestor's long-dried-up meridians.
Wherever it passed, the withered veins, like the earth nourished by spring rain, were revitalized.
The shriveled flesh and blood regained their plumpness at an incredible speed.
The fallen hair grew back from the bald head, initially gray-white, then turning silver-white, and finally transforming into a head of long, snow-white hair that moved without wind in the starry sea.
His old face, which was now just skin and bones, quickly had its wrinkles smoothed out, and his skin regained its luster and elasticity. Although he was still old, he no longer had that lifeless look.
A vast life force erupted from his body!
This aura was so pure and so vast, as if it had poured the very essence of life from the beginning of time into his body.
Under the influence of this life force, Daoist Qingyuan and Daoist Wuzhen felt every cell in their bodies rejoice, and their cultivation bottlenecks showed signs of loosening.
The mere emanation of the aura has such miraculous effects!
This Tribulation Immortal Pill is truly heaven-defying!
And this is just the beginning.
After the First Ancestor's body regained its vitality, an even more terrifying power began to awaken from his limbs and bones, from the depths of his Primordial Spirit!
That awakening power is no longer just pure vitality.
It is domineering, desolate, and ancient, seemingly towering above all paths.
The aura of Tribulation Immortal Eighth Stage Peak was unleashed from the body of the Heavenly Origin Patriarch without reservation.
Boom!
The entire starry sea erupted in chaos.
Countless stars were drawn by this aura, breaking away from their original trajectories and transforming into streaks of meteors that crashed madly toward the center.
The expressions of Daoist Qingyuan and Daoist Wuzhen changed drastically.
Faced with this storm of energy, they were as insignificant as two fallen leaves. The violent energy made them unsteady, and they could only do their best to activate their Law Power to protect themselves, retreating step by step.
"Master! The Ancestor..."
Daoist Wuzhen stared in horror at the figure in the center, unable to utter a complete sentence.
"Stay calm! The Ancestor is refining the medicinal power; this is a normal phenomenon of power recovery!"
Although Daoist Qingyuan said this, a huge storm was raging in his heart.
Is this normal?
This is absolutely not normal!
He had never seen such a terrifying power resurface.
This isn't a recovery, this is an outburst! An explosion!
The reborn body of the Heavenly Origin Patriarch was now like a bottomless black hole, frantically devouring all the energy in this void space.
The medicinal power and his own Tribulation Immortal True Essence interacted and stirred, generating energy fluctuations that were completely beyond Daoist Qingyuan's comprehension.
The gates of the First Heavenly Palace had already been reduced to dust the moment the aura exploded.
This terrifying power could no longer be contained within this small space.
It broke through the barrier of the First Heavenly Palace, like a cosmic storm, sweeping across the entire Nine-Layer Heavenly Palace!
The Seventh Layer the Nine-Layer Heavenly Palaces.
True Lord Qingxiao was sitting cross-legged in his Daoist Temple, wiping his emerald green Immortal Sword.
Suddenly, he paused in wiping his sword.
A terrifying pressure that made even him tremble crashed down from the top of the Heavenly Gate.
"Snap!"
Without warning, a crack appeared in the Stone Table in front of him.
"This is... the aura of the First Ancestor?"
True Lord Qingxiao suddenly stood up, rushed out of the temple, looked up in the direction of the First Heavenly Palace, his face filled with disbelief.
"No! This aura, though it belongs to the First Ancestor, is... why is it so vast and full of boundless vitality? Wasn't he already..."
The Fifth-Layer Heavenly Palace.
Pill Furnace, the red-haired old man had just rekindled the fire, preparing to refine another batch of immortal pills.
The moment that oppressive force descended, the ten-zhang-tall immortal-grade Pill Furnace in front of him let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain, and its surface was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks.
"Puff--"
The red-haired old man's mind was affected, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He didn't bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth; he just stared blankly upwards.
"Alive... this aura is alive! The First Ancestor... he's come back to life?"