At the center of Luo Chuan's eyebrows, Dao Ancient's essence and blood were completely shattered, turning into the purest original nutrients and integrating into every corner of his soul and body.
That unruly will belonging to Dao Ancient Ye Mo is no longer a restraint, but has turned into the most steadfast blessing, completely integrated with Luo Chuan's own heart of counter-cultivation.
In the bloodline trial field deep in the void.
The shadows of the three stars that were about to collapse suddenly burst into dazzling golden light after Luo Chuan roared.
In his life, he has gone against the will of heaven, risen from the bottom, defeated powerful enemies, and overcome fatal situations. He has never bowed his head even to life and death. How could he be blocked by this mere bloodline test?
"Give it to me!"
The incarnation of Luo Chuan's soul looked up to the sky and roared, the sound shattering the endless void.
The four shattered phantoms of the stars, nourished by the essence and blood of Dao Ancient, actually condensed again, becoming more brilliant, thicker, and more domineering than before.
The seven stars rotated rapidly around the soul, driving the dark gold airflow throughout the trial field, no longer resisting, but devouring, absorbing, and refining.
Those Qi dragons that came one after another, those eternal resentments, and those suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth, were all forcibly pulled into his body at this moment and turned into the materials to break through the eight stars.
The way of Ancient God is to use the body as the furnace, the blood as the fire, and the rules of heaven and earth as the firewood.
Others' breakthrough is to comply with the law, but for him Luo Chuan, it is the law of crushing and enslaving.
Boom boom boom boom!
The seven stars continued to collide, merge, and compress. In the endless golden light, a larger, more majestic, dark golden star that enveloped everything was slowly born from the core.
When one star rises, all stars surrender.
The eighth star, Cheng.
Eight-Star Ancient God, officially completed!
At the moment when the eighth star was completely lit, Luo Chuan's body and soul simultaneously underwent an earth-shaking transformation.
Kongnie's early immortal cultivation, under the feedback of Ancient God's breakthrough, directly broke through the barriers and steadily entered the middle stage of Kongnie.
The soul and the body of Eight-Star Ancient God are in perfect harmony, and there is no longer any half-way barrier in power. With every movement of his hand, he can tear apart the star field and shake the universe.
Luo Chuan's physical strength has reached the level of absolute invincibility under the third step. Even a full blow from Void Spirit's peak monk cannot break through his physical defense.
Ordinary magic weapons, supernatural powers, and restrictions are like thin paper in front of him, which can be broken with a finger or collapsed with a thought.
In the bamboo forest, the pressure increased again.
Within a radius of thousands of miles, all the vegetation is drooping, the rocks are crawling automatically, and even the space is slightly distorted, as if it cannot bear the breath of this new born Eight-Star Ancient God.
Li Muwan, who was standing quietly in the distance, felt the familiar and domineering power. His hanging heart finally dropped, his eyes were slightly red, and a gentle smile of relief appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Hengyue Sect On the square, Zhou Youlong and all the elders and disciples had already knelt on the ground, their whole bodies trembling, their foreheads pressed against the ground, and they didn't even have the courage to raise their heads.
They could clearly feel that the power of that ancestor had reached a level that they could not understand or imagine.
That is the real power that belongs to the ancient supreme being.
Throughout Vermilion Bird Planet, all the cultivators, monsters, casual cultivators, and sect forces all prostrated themselves on the ground at the same time. Their hearts were shaken, and they knelt down in the direction of the Hengyue Sect from the bottom of their souls.
This is not coercion, but absolute surrender at the level of life.
The light beam gradually converged and slowly retracted into Luo Chuan's body.
The holes in the sky slowly closed, the sea of clouds gathered again, and the sun shone on the bamboo forest. Everything returned to calm, as if the vision that pierced the heaven and earth just now had never happened.
Only Luo Chuan himself knows that his world is completely different.
He slowly opened his eyes.
There was no violence or anger in his eyes, just a bottomless calm and a bit of sharp edge that couldn't be hidden.
Eight-Star Ancient God, Kongnie mid-term.
Now, looking at the entire Cultivation Alliance, he has no rival except for those old monsters who can't hide themselves.
Long Panzi, who had been chasing him like a lost dog, was no longer a powerful enemy to be feared in front of him, but a dead soul that could be suppressed by raising a hand.
Luo Chuan stood up slowly, and the breath flowing naturally around him caused the bamboos around him to turn into powder silently.
He raised his eyes and looked to the east, towards the direction of the Cultivation Alliance. In his light red pupils, the murderous intention was clear and firm.
"Long Panzi."
"Now, I come to you to take back all the pursuit and humiliation you inflicted on me."
[Congratulations to the host for successfully breaking through the mid-level realm of Kongnie, triggering Immortal Exile System, and rewarding the host with an upgrade in all skills]
[Next breakthrough: Get billions Immortal Jade]
Hearing the sound coming from the system, Luo Chuan also nodded with satisfaction. After all, he can definitely defeat that guy Long Panzi now.
Then Luo Chuan's figure flashed and appeared in front of Li Muwan. He reached out and gently held her hand, and all the coldness around him turned into gentleness.
"Then it's time for revenge."
Cultivation Alliance, inside the splendid main hall.
Long Panzi, who was wearing a gilt Daoist robe, was leaning on the throne, holding his chin lightly with one hand, and his eyes were as cold as a knife, and he slowly glanced at the high-level alliance officials who were standing before His Highness.
The coercion emanating from the whole body made the entire hall seem to sink slightly.
"A bunch of losers have been in a stalemate with Thunder Immortal World for so many years without making any achievements or making even the slightest progress. What's the point of keeping you in the alliance?"
Everyone in your highness remained silent, no one dared to answer.
The new Holy Emperor Vermilion Bird Holy Sect, who was standing in the front row, immediately stepped forward and bowed deeply to Long Panzi, his tone of voice respectful and flattering.
"Ancestor Longpan, this is not a matter of failure on our part. If that junior Luo Chuan hadn't come to the aid of Thunder Immortal World and turned the tide of the war on his own, the star region under my jurisdiction, Cultivation Alliance, would never have been in such a dilemma."
"In the opinion of this junior, it is better to take action directly and capture all of Luo Chuan's relatives and old friends left behind in Vermilion Bird Planet, and eradicate the roots to avoid future troubles!"
"Crack!!"
The jade cup that Long Panzi was playing with in his palm shattered, and the porcelain slag and tea were scattered on the floor. His eyes were like sharp knives piercing Vermilion Bird Holy Emperor, and his voice was so cold that there was no warmth in it.
"Do you think I haven't thought about it? There is Eight-Star Ancient God Tuosen on Vermilion Bird Planet. Even if I go there in person, I am not sure of getting out. You have a good plan."
Vermilion Bird Holy Emperor's heart tightened and he lowered his head quickly. "Ancestor, please calm down, but... but Vermilion Bird Planet is the birthplace of Luo Chuan, and his basic lifeline is there, so we can't just let it go, right?"
Long Panzi Slowly sat upright, the sleeves of the robes around him were windless and automatic, the coiled dragon patterns engraved on the Daoist robes flickered, and an invisible pressure instantly enveloped the entire hall, and a biting chill appeared between the originally indifferent eyebrows.