At once, Ye Lin seized the opportunity and directly circulated the Nine Revolutions Profound Art. The two streams of energy within his body surged and coursed like a mighty river, vast and boundless, shaking the soul.
By the end, only nine golden chains remained around Ye Lin's body. Yet those nine golden chains bound him tightly, leaving him unable to move.
When ordinary people are born, several hundred shackles appear upon their bodies, locking down their flesh, locking down everything they possess.
These chains were Heavenly Dao restrictions. Each time one broke free of a chain, one would grow immensely stronger.
The reason the ten ancient heaven-defying physiques were so defiant of the heavens was that those born with such physiques had no Heavenly Dao restrictions upon them from birth, no shackles binding them from birth.
Every one of them was a born king, an existence destined to stand at the summit of this world.
At this moment, Ye Lin had reached the most critical juncture. As the saying went, nine was the ultimate number of Heaven; these nine chains were the most crucial things.
Only by breaking free of these nine chains could Ye Lin awaken the true Unrivaled Sacred Body.
Crack.
With a crisp sound, one of the chains shattered. The origin within Ye Lin's body continuously overflowed, swirling around him.
His entire body turned golden, even his eyes becoming gold, making him look incomparably divine and extraordinary.
What Ye Lin did not know was that dark clouds had already gathered above Nameless Mountain, and bolts of lightning as thick as water barrels periodically tore across the sky.
A suffocating pressure blanketed all of Nameless Mountain.
This was the wrath of the Heavenly Dao, the fury of the Heavenly Dao.
A Sacred Body was something bestowed by the