"Boom!"
The star river shook, and darkness surged. As the darkness completely infected the old body Yuangeng had shed, the traces of Primordial Spirit within it swelled wildly like a spreading wildfire. In mere moments, the newborn Primordial Spirit had taken complete control of the old body. He opened his eyes, their icy black light as sharp as blades.
"Clang!"
Before anyone could react, brilliant golden light erupted from dark Yuangeng's eyes. It was an immortal tribulation Dao sword spanning the starry sky. Accompanied by the mournful wails of immortals and demons and the lingering echoes of shattering space, it slashed fiercely toward the Netherworld Venerable, Yuangeng, Wan Qing, and the others.
Immortal Tribulation Sword Art!
Neither Wan Qing nor the others showed the slightest surprise at this sight. Over the years, they had witnessed far too many ordinary beings transform into Dark Beings. Those newborn dark Primordial Spirits seemed to need no process of "growth" at all. Through the memories remaining in the flesh, they could often master their original owners' power with astonishing speed.
"Clang!"
Facing the immortal tribulation Dao sword stained with dark light, the White-Clothed Female Emperor took the initiative. She pressed her slender fingers together and unleashed a brilliant streak of sword light. Its edge resembled the Flying Immortal Light scattered by a True Immortal ascending, swift and glorious to the utmost.
Flying Immortal Art!
Two utterly different sword intents collided in the void. The Flying Immortal Sword Art and Dao Tribulation Sword Art exploded together, shattering into radiant light that filled the sky. Yet of their wielders, dark Yuangeng remained unharmed, while the White-Clothed Female Emperor could not withstand that power. She was hurled tens of thousands of miles away, unable to stop herself, and only barely steadied herself by stirring the Devouring Heaven