But the transformation was not over yet.
Jiang Yun stood at the heart of the Dark Source World, his body seemingly enveloped by a mysterious, immense power.
At his side, Imperial Dao Radiance blazed like a rising sun, growing ever richer as it climbed toward an almost unattainable limit.
At first, the light was a gentle halo around him. Then it grew so dazzling that it swallowed him whole. From afar, he looked like a primordial Immortal Land emerging from the distant past, radiating an awe-inspiring presence.
The world called this light Emperor Light, and had even named a realm after it: the Emperor Light Immortal King. It could also be called Dao Light.
The closer one came to the limits of the Grand Dao, the more tightly flesh and Dao intertwined, and the brighter the radiance born upon the body became.
On the long road of cultivation, almost no one could completely suppress this light within them unless they truly stepped into the Quasi-Immortal Emperor realm.
Now Emperor Radiance shimmered around Jiang Yun. Its seemingly boundless power shone in every direction, reaching every corner of the Dark Source World as though it would drive all darkness from existence.
The transformation continued. Jiang Yun seemed locked in a fierce struggle with the laws of heaven and earth, drawing on his myriad bloodlines as a firm foundation to break the shackles that bound him.
Throughout that long process, his body seemed to undergo countless rounds of tempering and remaking. Every inch of skin, every bone, and every drop of blood changed as though heaven and earth had been overturned.
Only after several full months did the fierce transformation slowly come to an end.
Jiang Yun closed his eyes slightly and carefully felt the changes within him.
He sensed that most of