Transformation and Birth, Bloodline Guidance

Battle intent surged within the eggshell!

Boom-crack!

As if sensing Kong Xuan's provocation, the Nine-Chamber Tribulation Cloud churned even more violently.

After brewing for a long while, the first Violet Firmament Divine Thunder finally descended!

It was a violet thunder dragon as thick as a water barrel, carrying endless laws of destruction as it tore through the void and struck directly at the giant egg containing Kong Xuan!

Bang!

The giant egg shook violently. Seven-Colored Divine Light automatically emerged across its shell, forming a sturdy barrier.

The Violet Firmament Divine Thunder collided with the Seven-Colored Divine Light, erupting in blinding radiance. The violent energy shockwaves flattened the entire valley.

The first tribulation thunder was easily blocked.

But Kong Xuan did not dare let down his guard in the slightest.

This was only the beginning.

He actively circulated the Five Elements Chaos Return Origin Scripture, mobilizing his mana to bolster the Seven-Colored Divine Light.

Boom-crack! Boom-crack! Boom-crack!

Thunder roared without end above the heavens.

The second, third, fourth...

Violet Firmament Divine Thunderbolts, each thicker and more terrifying than the last, struck down in an unceasing barrage.

The giant egg containing Kong Xuan was like a small boat that could capsize at any moment amid the raging sea of lightning.

Under his full exertion, the Seven-Colored Divine Light on the eggshell blazed brilliantly.

"Whoosh!"

With a thought from Kong Xuan, the Seven-Colored Divine Light soared into the sky. No longer passively defending, it instead charged toward the descending divine thunder.

Where the divine light passed, both the violent power of lightning and the laws of destruction contained within it were forcibly swept away, transformed into the purest energy and dissipated into the air.

Within the Five Elements, within yin and yang, there was nothing it could not sweep away!

This was the true tyranny of the Seven-Colored Divine Light!

With the Seven-Colored Divine Light, the following tribulation thunder became dangerous but uneventful.

Before long, the eighth divine thunder descended, only to be effortlessly swept away by the Seven-Colored Divine Light.

Above the heavens, the Nine-Chamber Tribulation Cloud began to contract madly, gathering all its power at one point as it prepared this final and strongest strike!

A terrifying pressure capable of making even Daluo Golden Immortals turn pale enveloped heaven and earth.

Kong Xuan's expression turned grave as he raised his essence, qi, and spirit to their limits.

He knew that success or failure hinged on this one move!

Boom—!

The ninth Violet Firmament Divine Thunder finally descended!

It could no longer be called lightning. It was a violet pillar of light that pierced heaven and earth. Wherever it passed, space crumbled inch by inch, while Earth, Fire, Water, and Wind surged violently.

"Come at me!"

Kong Xuan let out a long cry that shook the soul.

"Seven-Colored Divine Light, break!"

Seven-colored radiance shot skyward from within the eggshell, transforming into a divine fan that could split heaven and earth as it fiercely swept toward the thunder pillar capable of destroying the world!

Riiip—!

A piercing sound, as though fabric had been torn apart, resounded through the skies.

The ninth Violet Firmament Divine Thunder, powerful enough to heavily injure an ordinary Daluo Golden Immortal, was actually split in two by the Seven-Colored Divine Light. It grazed both sides of the giant egg before crashing down upon the earth!

Two terrifying, bottomless abysses appeared in the ground.

Having unleashed its final strike, the tribulation cloud in the sky exhausted its energy and slowly dispersed.

Strands of Golden Light of Merit descended from the Ninth Heaven and merged into Kong Xuan's eggshell.

The heavenly tribulation had passed!

Crack... crack...

The seven-colored giant egg, covered in cracks, could no longer restrain the being within.

Amid crisp cracking sounds, the eggshell disintegrated inch by inch.

A peacock too divine and majestic to be described in words appeared between heaven and earth.

He wore a Seven-Colored Feather Robe, every feather seemingly formed from the laws of the Great Dao and flowing with immortal divine radiance.

The plume atop his head resembled a noble imperial crown.

His slender neck lifted slightly, and when his eyes opened and closed, they carried supreme majesty that looked down upon the world.

Behind him, seven slightly longer tail feathers swayed gently—azure, crimson, yellow, white, black, yin, and yang—the very origins of his innate divine ability.

His transformation was complete!

The vast Primordial World was boundless and desolate.

At this moment, Kong Xuan hovered in midair, his divine sense spreading outward in all directions like a tide.

He stretched his newly born wings, flowing with seven-colored divine light. Every plume seemed to contain Great Dao runes, circulating the profound Dao rhythms of Five Elements generation and restraint, yin and yang rotation.

The vast mana of the early Daluo Golden Immortal stage surged through his body. With every gesture, he seemed capable of drawing upon heaven and earth's immense power and tearing apart the void.

This was the reborn power he had gained after enduring the baptism of the Nine-Chamber Violet Firmament Divine Thunder.

"The Daluo Realm..." Kong Xuan murmured inwardly, and an ambition to look down upon the Primordial World rose within him.

He was no longer that fragile being within an eggshell. He now truly possessed the means to establish himself in this ancient, savage, perilous world.

He sensed the Xiantian Spiritual Qi drifting through heaven and earth, countless times thinner than that within the valley.

The grand tapestry of the Primordial World that he had known in his previous life slowly unfolded in his mind—the Wu and Yao had not yet shown signs of contending for supremacy, and Dao Ancestor Hongjun had yet to lecture at the Violet Firmament. This was an age when countless races stood side by side, great powers lay in hiding, and opportunities covered the land!

Yet just as he was immersed in his own power and the grandeur of the Primordial World, a tremor from deep within his bloodline surged forth without warning.

This tremor did not come from the outside world, but from his own origin, from the imprint belonging to Yuanfeng's direct bloodline.

Like an invisible thread, it carried an ancient, intimate summons, pointing from afar toward the south of the Primordial Continent!

The Undying Volcano in the south!

Kong Xuan understood in an instant.

It was the ancestral land left behind after the Phoenix Clan's decline, the place where Yuanfeng had perished after nirvana, and the final destination and source of strength for all Phoenix Clan bloodlines.

This pull was so clear, so intense, as though his dormant bloodline were awakening and calling a wandering child home.

To inherit the legacy of those who had once ruled the skies, to bear the glory and karma that had long vanished in the Dragon-Han Cataclysm.

Should he go?

Or not?

Kong Xuan hovered in the void, his seven-colored tail feathers swaying unconsciously as they stirred the surrounding currents of law. His gaze was sharp as lightning as he weighed his options at incredible speed.

Going to the Undying Volcano to inherit the Phoenix Clan's legacy seemed only natural.

The Phoenix Clan's accumulated treasures might be hidden there, along with Yuanfeng's remaining inheritance. He might even use it to unite the surviving avian forces and become a hegemon of one region.

The call of his bloodline carried an indescribable temptation.

Yet Kong Xuan's heart remained exceptionally calm, even guarded.

The Phoenix Clan's glory had long dimmed with Yuanfeng's fall.

The immense karmic burden of the Dragon-Han Cataclysm was like a heavy shackle, still wrapped around the surviving Phoenix Clan bloodlines to this day.

Even Sages were unwilling to touch such karma lightly.

Kong Xuan had only just transformed. Though he possessed Daluo cultivation and heaven-defying divine abilities, his foundation was not yet stable. Could he truly rush into the center of this vast karmic vortex and bear the Phoenix Clan's karma?

He had been reborn with the foremost goal of breaking free from the shackles of fate and attaining Hunyuan. How could he allow this heavy burden of clan destiny to drag him down from the very beginning?

Moreover, whether that ancestral land held only a legacy remained uncertain.

In the original work, Kong Xuan had not rampaged through the Primordial World as Yuanfeng's son.

This showed that Kong Xuan himself had not wished to bear the Phoenix Clan's karmic burden.