Chapter 512: Soul Transformation Battle (Compensatory Chapter 44)
Chapter 512: Soul Transformation Battle (Compensatory Chapter 44)
Time seemed to lose all meaning.
The External Avatar's pained screams gradually subsided, replaced by a struggle to sit cross-legged.
The severe burn marks that covered its body had completely vanished, replaced by a torso even more robust than before. Even the two small horns on its head seemed to have thickened slightly.
"Hmph! Six Paths Demonic Blaze Grand Divine Ability!"
At a certain moment, the External Avatar's eyes snapped open with a fierce roar.
Around its body, a peculiar flame materialized. It seemed to flash with seven colors, yet at other times, it appeared pitch-black, and then again, it might turn formless and colorless, leaving only the scorching heat that continuously warped the surrounding void. . .
"It's done!"
Upon seeing this, Fang Xi couldn't help but rejoice.
At this moment, the newly formed Six Paths Demonic Blaze transformed into a lotus platform, upon which the External Avatar sat cross-legged, beginning to temper its own foundation.
The External Avatar was initially limited to cultivating the 'Yama Son of Heaven Dao' of the Yama Demon Lord, and without subsequent techniques, it was incredibly difficult to advance.
But now, its body contained only the purest demonic qi. Without a second thought, it began to circulate the modified "Myriad Manifestations True Demon Arts"!
This demonic art was not only astonishingly powerful, coming with several secret techniques that Fang Xi coveted, such as soul-searching for Nascent Souls, but it could even be cultivated all the way to the perfected Soul Transformation realm!
Thus, after its foundation was reformed, Fang Xi immediately made it the External Avatar's primary cultivation method.
As for its drawbacks?
Fang Xi was confident that he had bypassed many of the traps. As for the final, most terrifying one—cultivating into the avatar of a certain Demonic Venerable?
That would at least be a matter for after achieving Soul Transformation.
And if the External Avatar could reach Soul Transformation, he himself would certainly have reached Soul Transformation or even higher realms, allowing him to find a suitable solution, perhaps even abandoning this demonic art in favor of a more profound demonic cultivation method. . .
"Perhaps the situation won't be so bad. The modified Myriad Manifestations True Demon Arts has largely reduced the 'summoning demon' and 'luring demon' aspects, so it shouldn't connect to the True Demon who created this art. . ."
Fang Xi mused inwardly, observing the External Avatar for a moment longer. Confirming that it was settling into its cultivation, he smiled faintly and withdrew.
...
Forty-nine days later.
Fang Xi was sitting cross-legged in his cultivation chamber when his eyes suddenly stirred. He saw a cloud of demonic qi, rolling over, from which a pitch-black, twin-horned Nascent Soul materialized.
"Not bad. . ."
He swept a glance over the External Avatar and nodded, "This tempering by demonic fire has brought you immense benefits. After you return, a brief closed-door cultivation should greatly increase your chances of breaking through to the mid-stage."
The External Avatar's magical power was originally a bit weaker than an ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul, but after its foundation was reformed by the demonic fires, it gained immense benefits from the various types of demonic fire used. Now, its cultivation had reached the peak of the early Nascent Soul realm, and it was cultivating a genuine ancient demonic race cultivation method, possessing tremendous potential.
Breaking through to the mid-stage Nascent Soul was practically a certainty!
The External Avatar's expression was calm, yet its eyes seemed to hold a trace of cruelty and resentment.
This was likely a slight side effect of cultivating demonic arts, or perhaps a recollection of the agonizing torture it had endured.
Fang Xi's brows furrowed slightly as he formed a peculiar hand seal.
The next moment, a magical imprint appeared on the External Avatar's chest, and its expression became hazy.
"Assimilation!"
The main Nascent Soul flew out, directly employing the assimilation technique to cleanse the External Avatar of its tormented memories. . .
A short while later.
The External Avatar opened its eyes. Though its gaze was still somewhat bewildered and carried a hint of demonic intent, the previous cruelty was gone.
It touched its own hands and feet, murmuring, "The 'Myriad Manifestations True Demon Arts' is truly extraordinary. . . Once I advance to the mid-stage Nascent Soul, soul-searching ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators should pose no significant problem."
Fang Xi smiled faintly, and a light flashed from the storage ring on his right hand, sending a box flying out.
The External Avatar casually grabbed it, a large hand formed of black demonic qi seizing the box.
Inside the box, naturally, was that supreme-grade Blood River Stone!
"The 'Blood River Stone' is here. You may refine the Divine Infant Sword yourself. . . Ghost Axe Zhenjun in the Kyushu World is a grandmaster artifact refiner; perhaps he can further upgrade the complete Divine Infant Sword. . ."
Fang Xi said calmly.
"That goes without saying."
The External Avatar collected the Blood River Stone, then left on its own, burrowing into Zhang Huohua's body. . .
Fang Xi watched this scene and sighed.
Since the great demon beast war in the Southern Barrens, he had summoned a Demonic Venerable and schemed to upgrade his External Avatar, truly going through many trials. Now, it had finally succeeded.
"Next. . . is to cultivate with all my might and strive to break through to the late-stage Nascent Soul realm as soon as possible."
A late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, also known as a Grand Cultivator, was naturally no small matter—they were truly the pillar of heaven for a cultivation world!
He had already cultivated the eighteenth level of the 'Withered Glory Chant' to near perfection.
Even if his supply of 'Soul Separation Pills' was nearing exhaustion, with the mid-grade fourth-order spirit vein here, his Earth-grade spirit root, and his Wood Spirit Body constitution, it would just take a bit more effort.
...
Cultivation knew no passage of time.
Sitting in meditation every day, cultivating, was originally an arduous task.
However, since his transmigration, Fang Xi had often fallen into this kind of life and had gradually grown accustomed to it.
As a cultivator, one must be able to endure the monotony of cultivation.
In his daily cultivation, Fang Xi also felt his Dao heart was stable. If he were to face the inner demon tribulation for condensing a Celestial Demon Relic again, he had great hopes of passing it without relying on external aids, purely through his own efforts.
As for the Nascent Soul inner demon tribulation, he still wasn't entirely confident. . .
Winter passed and spring came, and unknowingly, more than ten years had slipped by.
In these past ten-plus years, many significant events had occurred in the Western Desert Cultivation World.
First, the unrest in the Southern Domains gradually subsided. A sect with a Grand Cultivator—the Thousand Saints Sect—migrated in, replacing the former Black Dragon Sect's position.
And as the void passages continuously expanded, traces of Soul Transformation demon cultivators had begun to appear in some of the more intense battlefields in the Human World, causing the Soul Transformation cultivators of this realm, who were usually as elusive as a dragon's head without its tail, to frequently reveal themselves.
...
East Sea Cultivation World.
An immortal island.
This island not only possessed exceptionally rich spiritual energy, but it also had two subordinate islands, both featuring fourth-order or higher spirit veins, making it the renowned "Penglai Immortal Island" of the overseas regions.
A sky-blue light barrier shot up into the heavens, safeguarding Penglai Immortal Island.
Countless marine demon beasts, densely packed, formed a massive army, completely surrounding Penglai Immortal Island.
And at this moment, from the depths of the inky black sea, a colossal figure was slowly emerging.
Its body stood over ten zhang tall, its surface covered in scales that shimmered with various spiritual lights, and its mouth was long and narrow, filled with jagged, sharp fangs.
As this enormous demon beast stepped forth, streaks of azure light descended between heaven and earth, transforming into water-element divine light, coiling around its body.
"Soul Transformation Demon Venerable—Crocodile Dragon Patriarch? !"
On Penglai Immortal Island, a Nascent Soul cultivator within the grand formation turned pale, desperately blowing a giant conch shell in his hand.
The deep sound of the conch instantly spread across the entire island. Countless streaks of light appeared, and seeing the continuously approaching colossal crocodile dragon, numerous treasures flew out.
Many dazzling rays of light shot out from the grand formation, smashing towards the giant figure, only to be suppressed by streaks of water-element divine light in mid-air.
Some magical tools and spirit treasures of lesser quality. . . were even directly refined, causing many cultivators within the formation to turn pale and cough up mouthfuls of vital blood.
The Crocodile Dragon Patriarch let out a roar as if from ancient wilderness, and boundless water-element divine light converged, forming gigantic water spheres that floated above Penglai Immortal Island, like ten blue suns hanging in the sky!
Soul Transformation cultivators could manipulate the power of heaven and earth. The sheer scope and destructive power of their spells were far beyond what most cultivators could imagine.
As the Crocodile Dragon Patriarch's massive claw descended!
One of the azure suns in the sky violently smashed down!
Splash!
The fifth-order formation on Penglai Immortal Island rumbled, and streaks of azure light diffused, barely grinding away the blue sun.
Immediately after, came the second, then the third. . .
"Crocodile Dragon Patriarch. . . are you going to violate our agreement and attack cultivators below the Soul Transformation realm?"
Just then, a clear, cold voice arrived.
A beautiful woman in an azure palace gown, with colorful ribbons fluttering around her, slowly descended from the Nine Heavens.
Her divine consciousness reached far and wide, seemingly vying with the Crocodile Dragon Patriarch for control over the spiritual energy of this realm.
The remaining nine blue suns trembled unstably, then exploded with a roar, transforming into countless azure light points that severely injured many densely packed demon beasts. . .
Crimson blood instantly dyed the sea around Penglai Immortal Island.
"That was merely a tacit understanding. When was a pact ever formally established?"
The Crocodile Dragon Patriarch's saw mouth widened, making him appear even more ferocious: "Further. . . at this crucial juncture of the decisive battle, all previous matters are naturally null and void. . ."
"It seems, then, that I truly have no choice but to cross swords with fellow Daoist first."
The stunning woman in the palace gown sighed, forming hand seals.
Whoosh!
Innumerable seawater surged up, condensing into a towering, translucent giant whose form was even larger than the Crocodile Dragon Patriarch's. A stream of water in its hand swiftly condensed into ice, forming a massive ice trident. . .
...
Heavenly Guardian City.
In mid-air, two fire clouds continuously intertwined, devouring each other.
One of these fire clouds was crimson, while the other displayed three colors. Occasionally, a spark would fall, causing the grand formation of Heavenly Guardian City to tremble, clearly indicating their extraordinary power.
Their terrifying might made even Nascent Soul cultivators retreat a full three paces.
After a long and fierce struggle, the three-colored flame, originally about a hundred mu in size, condensed to only two or three mu, yet its temperature continuously soared. Suddenly, a three-colored arrow shot out from it, landing within the opposing crimson fire tide.
Whoosh!
The crimson fire tide retreated like a receding wave, revealing an incomparably majestic Fire Qilin!
"Old Huo. . . you actually brought the main body of the Saint Fire Cult's Sacred Fire. Heh heh. . . if you perish here, the Sacred Fire's lineage in the Saint Fire Cult will be broken. . ."
"This matter is not for Demon Venerable Qilin to worry about. . ."
With a flash of fire.
Huo Laozu's figure appeared, still in the unassuming form of an old man, but his eyebrows and hair were burning fiercely like flames.
The Fire Qilin snorted coldly, transforming into a streak of fire-element divine light and vanishing. . .
Huo Laozu stood with his hands behind his back, watching the Fire Qilin depart, muttering, "What a loss, what a loss. . . These Soul Transformation demon cultivators are truly outrageous, relying on their immense lifespans and powerful physiques to directly contend with us, forcing spiritual energy backlash. . . That Fire Qilin is even more absurd, with incredibly rich 'True Spirit Qilin Blood' in its body, and its Qilin demonic fire is also formidable beyond measure. If not for this realm's suppressing effect on it, this time would have been a truly disastrous loss. . ."
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