This breakthrough took a full nine years to achieve.
Lin Feng's journey to the Hunyuan Realm was not easy. This time, he chose a different method to break through to the Hunyuan than in his previous life, following Han Xuanji's method.
Now his body is a bloody mess, his bones shattered inch by inch, yet he is mended again in a faint cyan-gold light. This process repeats nine times, each destruction more thorough than the last, and each rebirth closer to perfection than the last.
This day.
All the strange phenomena abruptly ceased.
The storm has subsided, Principle have returned to their proper place.
Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes. A Dao rune of intertwined blue and gold appeared between his brows, and a blue Dao fruit solidified deep within his soul.
The Hunyuan Dao Fruit has been initially formed.
Lin Feng looked down at his body, which had been reborn from the ashes and transformed, and remained silent for a long time.
In his previous life, when he attained the Hunyuan, he also experienced many tribulations and survived countless near-death experiences before finally achieving the Dao.
At that time, he thought that was the entirety of Hunyuan: supreme authority, Imperishable existence, and the freedom to follow all laws at will.
Only now does he understand that the fruit he attained in his previous life, though seemingly perfect, was actually unripe.
Lin Feng gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, which fell into the air and transformed into a Azure Lotus. It then withered and scattered into specks of light, returning to nothingness.
He looked up, gazing into the void somewhere in the Chaos.
"You've been watching for so long, why aren't you coming out yet?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, ripples appeared in the void, and a figure stumbled out, cursing and swearing:
"I came to protect you as soon as I broke through. Even if I didn't do anything to help you break through, I certainly deserve credit for your hard work!"
The newcomer was dressed in black, with his long hair casually tied up. There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his brows and eyes, but his eyes were full of smiles.
His aura was clearly that of Hunyuan One Qi Daluo Golden Immortal, only his foundation was slightly inferior to Lin Feng's.
Lin Feng looked at him, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"I know you've succeeded in your breakthrough, there's no need to show off."
The two stood still for a moment, and the surrounding storm completely subsided.
Chen Yan suddenly said:
"What are your plans next? Now that you've regained your Hunyuan, you have some confidence and aren't afraid of that ungrateful disciple of yours anymore."
A faint hint of coldness flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it and said calmly:
"The time isn't right yet, there's no rush."
His tone was calm, yet it carried a sharp edge.
Chen Yan raised an eyebrow:
"You've regained your senses, that's good, that's good."
Lin Feng didn't continue the topic. He looked towards a certain direction in the Chaos, feeling somewhat nostalgic.
Chen Yan followed his gaze and suddenly understood something:
"You want to go back?"
Lin Feng nodded.
"How long has it been since you went back?"
Chen Yan calculated,
"When you left back then, it seemed like you had just broken through to the Daluo?"
Three thousand seven hundred and twenty-one years.
Lin Feng.
Chen Yan joked:
"Remembering it so clearly, it seems you're planning to return home in glory."
Lin Feng shook his head and said:
"I want to pay my respects to my master. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have broken through to the Hunyuan so quickly."
At that time, he was still trapped in the shadow of his past life, his heart filled with nothing but revenge and the pursuit of enlightenment. Fortunately, he met Han Xuanji, who helped him break free from his Heart Devil.
Without Han Xuanji, there would be no him today.
Lin Feng felt that he was at least at the Hunyuan Realm, and should be able to gain Han Xuanji's approval.
Upon hearing Chen Yan's heart stirred, and he couldn't help but ask curiously:
"Who exactly is your master? I've heard you mention him repeatedly."
"This... Master's name isn't well-known; you probably haven't heard of him."
Lin Feng pondered for a moment, but couldn't recall any name or title for Han Xuanji.
However, he was certain that Han Xuanji's cultivation level was unfathomable.
Upon hearing Lin Feng's words, Chen Yan's curiosity became even more uncontrollable.
He and Lin Feng had known each other for quite some time.
This prodigy, who was once the Hunyuan Imperial Lord in his past life and has now reaffirmed his Hunyuan status, mentioned only this "Master" with utmost respect.
"Not well-known?"
Chen Yan raised an eyebrow and muttered:
"How could someone who is addressed as Master by you be unknown and obscure? You've probably been in so much ascetic practice that you don't know what kind of person your Master is outside."
Lin Feng shook his head, but wasn't annoyed.
"My master is of a detached nature, residing in his cave abode for cultivation, rarely participating in the conflicts of the Immortal Realm, and his cultivation level is not readily apparent. Those who know him outside the world mostly do so because of his remarkable ability to teach disciples..."
He paused, as if recalling something.
"But my fellow disciples are no ordinary people..."
Chen Yan remained silent for a moment.
"Then what realm was your master at when he took you in as his disciple?"
Lin Feng said irritably:
"My master's cultivation is unfathomable; how could I possibly know it?"
He then paused, a hint of shame in his eyes:
"Later, I left the Chaos Realm to travel through the Immortal Realm, focusing solely on attaining enlightenment. I never inquired about it again, and we lost contact, only occasionally letting each other know I was safe."
"Really? Then you'll have to show me around when you get back."
Chen Yan felt that Lin Feng was exaggerating. In the vastness of Chaos, there were all kinds of powerful figures he had heard of, but he had never seen Lin Feng like this.
On the other side.
The Immortal Realm, the Thirty-Three Layers of Heaven, the Mystic Heaven Dao Palace.
Mystic Heaven Hall, Han Xuanji slowly opened his eyes.
Before him floated a ball of the Lord of Myriad Voids's essence, the " Heart of Nothingness," which had been refined to the size of a bullet.
Even with Han Xuanji's abilities, refining it would not be easy; he had not fully absorbed it even after a thousand years.
However, the gains over the years have certainly been substantial.
Deep within Han Xuanji's brow, the already perfect and flawless Wuji Dao Fruit slowly radiated a luster never before seen.
He possessed many different physical constitutions, but since entering the Wuji, he had actually gradually refined them into a single constitution, reaching an unimaginable level.
It may still be called the Chaos True Spirit Physique in name, but it is far superior to the Chaos Physique and even to ordinary Chaos Devil God.
Especially after signing in to the Chaos Spirit Root and refining the Heart of Nothingness into his own Dao, he seemed to have reached a critical point.
On this day, Han Xuanji finally broke through, stepping into the seventh level of the Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Golden Immortal. At the same time, he also realized that nothingness is "nothingness," but something can arise from nothingness, and something can return to nothingness; that is the "somethingness" behind "nothingness."
It is that ineffable initial opportunity before all things came into being.
Han Xuanji gently exhaled a breath of stale air.
The foul air left his mouth and transformed into a wisp of pale gray air, which instantly merged into the void, as if it had never existed.
But the instant it disappeared, all living beings in the entire Mystic Heaven Dao Palace, from the guardian spirit beasts to the disciples in seclusion, felt it at the same moment.
The feeling was so faint, almost imperceptible.
It was as if a previously blurred boundary between heaven and earth had suddenly become clearer.
Han Xuanji looked at his control panel.
The original entries for various physical attributes had become blank, seemingly waiting for him to fill them in.
With a thought from Han Xuanji, this blank space was given a name.
[ Mystic Heaven Creation Physique ]