The Seven Primordial Spirits
A desolate little world.
Dongfang Yueming sat cross-legged atop a barren mountain peak, taking a deep breath.
Let's begin!
[Merge!]
[Earth-Grade Divine Ability: Purple Crystal Treasure Thunder + Earth-Grade Divine Ability: Heavenly Punishment Lightning Body!]
"BOOM--!!!"
In an instant!
The entire sky of the small world was instantly engulfed by endless lightning!
Purple, gold, silver...
Countless bolts of lightning, in various colors, intertwined and roared wildly in the clouds, eventually converging into a supreme thunder Dharma Manifestation, towering ten thousand feet tall, wielding a thunder hammer and riding a thunder dragon!
[Ding! Fusion successful! Obtained a brand new Heaven-Grade Divine Ability -- [Nine Heavens Thunder God Physique]!]
"Boom--!"
Heavenly Punishment has arrived as scheduled!
A cataclysmic lightning tribulation, more terrifying than ever before, was brewing in the sky!
"My God! What... what is this?!"
"Doomsday... Is the end of the world coming?!"
The local cultivators, witnessing the earth-shattering scene, were terrified and knelt down, begging for mercy!
However, just as the first bolt of world-destroying divine lightning was about to strike!
Within Dongfang Yueming's body, the half of the [Immortal Seed - Ancient Tribulation Lightning] that had been dormant for so long suddenly trembled slightly.
"Buzz--!"
An indescribable, supreme aura, seemingly emanating from the very source of thunder, instantly spread out!
The originally raging, world-destroying lightning tribulation, upon sensing this aura, instantly became as docile as if it had encountered a king!
Then, to everyone's astonishment, the sky full of tribulation clouds... actually dissipated on their own?!
"This... this..."
The local cultivators were completely dumbfounded!
[Even lightning tribulation... can be scared away?!]
Dongfang Yueming smiled slightly.
[Indeed, the power of Immortal Seed is extraordinary.]
He ignored the outside world and directly opened the panel.
[Technique: Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Art (0/400000, Not yet Entry)]
[Point Allocation!]
[Ding! 400,000 points consumed, "Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Art" upgraded to Level 1!]
"Boom--!"
A [Thunder Nascent Soul], its entire body Entanglement in purple lightning and brimming with an aura of destruction and dominance, took shape within his Purple Mansion!
[Continue!]
[Ding! 400,000 points consumed, second level!][Ding! 400,000 points consumed, third level!]
[Ding! 800,000 points consumed, Nascent Soul Perfection!]
[Not enough!]
A sharp glint flashed in Dongfang Yueming's eyes!
[The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Art - Soul Formation Chapter!]
[Point Allocation!]
[Ding! 800,000 points consumed, Soul Formation First Layer!]
"Buzz--!"
Under the infusion of massive amounts of points, that [Thunder Nascent Soul] underwent a qualitative transformation in an instant!
It completely merged with Dongfang Yueming's soul and body!
A brand new [Lightning Primordial Spirit], radiating the fluctuations of laws, slowly emerged!
[Continue!]
[Ding! Consumed 800,000 points, Soul Formation Second Layer!]
[Ding! 1,600,000 points consumed, Soul Formation Perfection!]
"Boom--!!!!"
The instant when the [Lightning Primordial Spirit] also reached its Perfection state!
Within Dongfang Yueming's Purple Mansion, five equally Perfection and powerful Supreme-Grade Primordial Spirit stood side by side!
The combined might of the five gods was already... earth-shattering!
[It's not over yet!]
Dongfang Yueming turned his gaze to those wind-element Earth-Grade Divine Ability that had already Perfection.
[Merge!]
[Earth-Grade Divine Ability: Wind God Protection + Earth-Grade Divine Ability: Wind God's Blessing = Heaven-Grade Divine Ability: Absolute Wind Domain!]
[Earth-Grade Divine Ability: Carefree Roaming the World + Earth-Grade Divine Ability: Soaring to the Ninth Heaven = Heaven-Grade Divine Ability: The Horizon Within Reach!]
[Earth-Grade Divine Ability: Wind Spirit Blessing + Earth-Grade Divine Ability: Revival of All Things = Heaven-Grade Divine Ability: Ode to Life!]
"Buzz--! Buzz--! Buzz--!"
Three brand-new Heaven-Grade Divine Ability Power Runes condensed and took shape within his Sea of Consciousness!
Defense! Movement! Healing!
The path of the wind has no weaknesses!
[Technique!]
[Nine Heavens Wind-Control Art - Soul Formation Chapter!]
[Point Allocation!]
[Ding! 10,480,000 points consumed, Soul Formation Perfection!]
A graceful and agile [Wind Primordial Spirit], seemingly about to be swept away by the wind at any moment, has returned to its place!
[The Supreme Sword Canon - Soul Formation Chapter!]
[Point Allocation!]
[Ding! 10,480,000 points consumed, Soul Formation Perfection!]
A [Sword Primordial Spirit] with its sharp edge and soaring sword intent has returned to its place!
At this very moment.
Inside the Purple Mansion of the Dongfang Yueming.
Martial Dao! Water and Fire! Bloodlust! True Dragon! Thunder! Gale! Divine Sword!
The seven Primordial Spirit, like seven god-kings who have suppressed eternity, exude an unparalleled pressure that is enough to make heaven and earth tremble!
[All seven Primordial Spirit have Perfection!]
Dongfang Yueming exhaled a long breath, his eyes filled with heroic spirit!
He glanced at the panel.
[Points:36838000]
[Only 30 million left...]
He frowned slightly, then relaxed.
It's alright.
With a wave of his hand, one million low-grade spirit stones instantly turned to dust!
[Ding! Points +100,000,000!]
[Points:136838000]
[I have now reached the pinnacle of the Soul Formation Realm!]
[Next step...]
His gaze seemed to pierce through the endless Xukong, looking towards that distant and mysterious world.
Crimson Realm!
[Only there can I find my own... Path to Martial Dao Void Refinement!]
With a flicker, he transformed into a streak of seven-colored light and sped off towards the Crimson Dragon Heavenly Palace!
Crimson Realm, Crimson Dragon Heavenly Palace.
Before a magnificent mountain gate, a handsome young man clad in crimson-gold armor, exuding an aura as fierce as a dragon, stood with his hands behind his back, staring into the distance with a gloomy expression.
His name is Long Aotian.
The core disciple of the Crimson Dragon Heavenly Palace, at only three hundred years old, has already reached the Soul Formation Perfection!
However, he wasn't in a good mood at the moment.
Because he heard that the woman in the red dress whom he had always regarded as his own— the Honglian Protector—had actually given that incomparably precious "Guest Token" to a country bumpkin from the Lower Realm!
"Outrageous!" Long Aotian gritted his teeth. "What a noble person Aunt Honglian is! What merits does that boy from the Lower Realm possess to earn her such favor?!"
"I'll see what kind of person he really is!"
Just then, a streak of azure light pierced the sky and descended before the gate of the Crimson Dragon Heavenly Palace.
The Dongfang Yueming!
He had barely landed when he felt an undisguised hostile gaze from ahead.
"You, are you Dongfang Ri?" Long Aotian looked at him coldly, his eyes full of scrutiny and disdain.
"It's me." Dongfang Yueming nodded calmly. "Who are you?"
"Hmph! You are not worthy to know my name!" Long Aotian said arrogantly, "I heard you have a 'Guest Elder Token'? Show it to me! If it's fake, today is your death day!"
Dongfang Yueming frowned.
[It's that same boring trick again.]
He casually took out the crimson token and flashed it.
"It's true." Long Aotian's pupils contracted slightly, but he immediately sneered, "So what if it's true? The Crimson Dragon Heavenly Palace is Martial Arts Holy Land; not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can enter!"
"Want to enter the library? Sure!"
"Beat me first!"
"Boom--!"
Before he finished speaking, he had already made his move!
An extremely violent and overwhelming pressure from Soul Formation Perfection at the peak of their cultivation erupted!
He didn't use any fancy spiritual techniques; instead, he threw a punch directly!
Crimson Realm cultivators primarily cultivate "essence," which is the physical body!
With just his physical strength, his punch was enough to shatter a mountain ten thousand feet high!
However, faced with this powerful punch, Dongfang Yueming simply shook his head calmly.
"Comparing physical bodies?"
"Perfect timing, I know a little bit about it too."
[Martial Dao Primordial Spirit Possession!]
"Buzz--!"
An equally domineering and unparalleled Martial Dao will instantly merged into his body!
He didn't dodge; he threw a punch just the same!
"Bang!"
The two fists collided, producing a dull, loud thud!
The terrifying aftershocks of the energy shook the surrounding ground, creating spiderweb-like cracks!
Long Aotian felt an irresistible Mighty Strength strike him, and he was so shaken that he staggered back several steps, each step leaving a deep crater in the hard ground!
But the Dongfang Yueming remained perfectly still!
"What?!"
Long Aotian was horrified!
His prized physical strength... he actually lost?!
"Again!"
He roared in frustration and charged forward again!
However, the result remained unchanged.
After ten moves.
Long Aotian lay on the ground, his face bruised and swollen, panting heavily. In his eyes as he looked at Dongfang Yueming, besides resentment, there was also a deep... awe!
"You... you won." He struggled to his feet, his eyes still defiant despite the loss. "But don't get cocky! I just didn't use my full strength! Once I break through to the Void Refinement..."
I'm available anytime.
Dongfang Yueming smiled faintly, withdrew his Martial Dao Primordial Spirit, and stepped into the mountain gate.
The Sutra Repository.
With the help of the Guest Elder Token, Dongfang Yueming entered the largest martial arts treasure trove in the Crimson Realm without any hindrance.
Looking at the dazzling array of cultivation techniques on jade slips, his eyes gleamed with an unprecedented light!
[Crimson Dragon Battle Body, Hegemon Sheds Armor, Imperishable Golden Body...]
[These are all top-tier body-refining techniques!]
With these...
[I will surely be able to deduce... the most perfect Void Refinement Chapter!]
Meanwhile...
The news that Dongfang Yueming, holding the Guest Elder Token, defeated Long Aotian in one battle and forcefully entered the Scripture Pavilion spread like wildfire throughout the entire Crimson Dragon Heavenly Palace!
Countless people were shocked!
"That kid from the Lower Realm... he's actually this strong?!"
Even Long Aotian was defeated?!
"Interesting... It seems our Crimson Dragon Heavenly Palace is about to get lively again!"