Chapter 629 - 411: The Fourth Primordial Spirit Transformation
"Killing one Martial Saint is more effective than killing a thousand Martial Kings!"
Wei Fan observed the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell with his Heart Spirit and discovered that the bell had undergone another transformation, revealing many more mysterious runes.
Tian Chunqiu’s figure appeared in front of numerous shadows, worshipping an unknown presence. Above his shadow, a Great Path extended out, emitting a dazzling light on the surface of the bell.
However, Wei Fan quickly shifted his attention away from the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell, summoning the panel:
[Four Symbols Heaven-Sundering Slash (Minor Achievement)]
[Cyan Nether Travel (Minor Achievement)]
[Eight Desolates and Six Harmonies Demon Suppression Fist (Minor Achievement)]
[Mountain and River Seal (Minor Achievement)]
[Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations (Third Transformation)]
[Ten Thousand Spirits Bell (Entry Level)]
...
[Ordinary Power: 4.47 million years]
[Martial Saint’s Power: 300 years]
These are all the things he needs to cultivate next. All Martial Techniques need to be cultivated to Perfection, but now that he has already reached Saint Realm Cultivation, cultivating these Martial Techniques would only take tens of thousands of years of power at most.
He was now struggling with whether to enhance the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell first or to cultivate the Fourth Transformation of the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations.
Upon reaching the Saint Realm, the cultivation of the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations was different from before. The first three transformations required each realm to be cultivated to Perfection before undergoing metamorphosis, but at the Saint Realm, the fourth metamorphosis needed to occur immediately upon breaking through.
Once Saint Realm Cultivation reaches Perfection, the fifth metamorphosis must occur.
If he undergoes the fourth metamorphosis, he would not have enough power to enhance the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell, thus delaying its improvement.
Regarding the Profound Yellow Tripod, Jiaolong Sunset Bow, and other Divine Soldiers, he planned to address them in the future.
"Cultivation is fundamental!"
After pondering for a while, Wei Fan quickly made a decision. Now that he was already at the Saint Realm Cultivation, his dependence on the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell was not as significant. If he really encountered a situation that the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell could not resolve, enhancing it from Entry Level to Minor Achievement would probably not help much either.
If such a situation occurred, it would likely involve encountering a Martial Emperor-type powerhouse, who probably would not come to kill a small figure like him.
Releasing the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell to cover himself, Wei Fan sat cross-legged on the ground, and the panel quickly flickered:
[One year of power, you have broken through to the Saint Realm, from Extraordinary to Saint. You understand that you can undergo the fourth Primordial Spirit metamorphosis...]
The scenery in front of him changed, and Wei Fan’s consciousness arrived in the Sea of Consciousness, which had undergone an earth-shattering transformation compared to before.
Although the Profound Yellow Tripod, Jiaolong Sunset, and Tiger Soul Saber were still top-level Martial King Divine Soldiers, they had undergone some changes due to him becoming a Saint Realm powerhouse, exuding a faint Holy Soldier aura, constantly blending with the Primordial Spirit and emitting sacred radiance.
The Primordial Spirit shone with golden light, already over a zhang tall, like a Vajra Indestructible deity suppressing the entire Sea of Consciousness. A Great Path, hovering between illusion and reality, was above the Divine Soul, reaching into boundless space and constantly absorbing the Power of the Great Path.
Every moment, his Dao was growing, though this growth was very subtle.
"My Dao isn’t even one ten-thousandth of Qi Daozhen’s!"
Wei Fan still couldn’t forget the shock of seeing Qi Daozhen’s vast and boundless Dao for the first time. Moreover, after truly contacting this entity and developing his own Dao, he deeply understood Qi Daozhen’s terrifying aspect.
It should be noted that the Dao he saw had already collapsed for tens of thousands of years, and its peak was unimaginable in its grandeur.
Yet such an unparalleled powerhouse still died.
"Boom boom..."
Celestial sounds echoed within the Sea of Consciousness, and the Primordial Spirit’s light flowed. Wei Fan’s entire body was glowing, and imprints of the Nine-Nine True Skill autonomously awakened, activating his physical body, channeling streams of power into the Sea of Consciousness as if cooperating to facilitate the fourth metamorphosis.
At the same time, Dao Marks emerged from his body, connecting to the Great Path and absorbing Dao Power.
These changes were happening to his physical body at this moment, while Wei Fan’s consciousness remained within the Sea of Consciousness, unaware of these phenomena.
What he saw was the Dao above the Primordial Spirit trembling, extending numerous branches towards the unknown as if catalyzed by the celestial sound.
"Zheng zheng..."
In the struggle of the Great Dao, some chains of order that he had never felt before surfaced, releasing a majestic aura.
These Daos seemed to have been hidden before, not even appearing when he broke through to the Saint Realm, but now, under the influence of the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations Celestial Sound, these Great Daos emerged, connecting with his Dao.
In an instant, a vast amount of information regarding these Great Daos surged to his mind, causing his consciousness to sink, becoming unaware of the outside world.
No idea how much time had passed, wisps of silkworm threads began to spread from Wei Fan’s Primordial Spirit, enveloping it.
After a while, the massive cocoon started to resonate with the sound of raging wind, which soon gave way to the rumble of thunder, as if lightning was exploding inside, with brilliant light penetrating the cocoon to illuminate the Sea of Consciousness.
Finally, the Great Dao retreated, the chains of order disappeared, and Wei Fan’s Sea of Consciousness gradually calmed down. After everything settled, his consciousness awoke from its unaware state.
"It’s done!"
Seeing the familiar cocoon, he knew the fourth metamorphosis had been completed, instinctively wanting to tear it open.
However, as this thought arose, he felt as if he had gained two extra arms.
"Boom!"
His hand hadn’t even touched the silkworm cocoon when the sound of wind and thunder echoed from behind. A pair of wings, like celestial sabers, unfolded, blasting the cocoon apart instantly.
Wei Fan was stunned, quickly extending the two wings closer. He saw one wing flickering with lightning, arcs of electricity crackling chaotically, while the other wing was surrounded by fierce winds, gales raging.
"Wind and Thunder Wings, capable of wielding the power of wind and thunder!"
Wei Fan instinctively understood the abilities of these wings, his heart involuntarily trembling.
Since his debut, aside from those demon fiends with extraordinary talents and mysterious bloodlines, he had never seen any martial artist who could harness the power of thunder and lightning. Even if some people could use it, it was due to special materials, with no related cultivation techniques.
On the massive wings spreading nearly three zhang, profound patterns covered them, flowing with a five-colored divine glow.
With a flap of the wings, a great dao resonated into existence. Originally nearly a hundred meters long, the great dao now stretched about a hundred zhang high, extending beyond the sea of consciousness into an unknown space.
A surge of invincible conviction arose in his heart; if he were to battle Tian Chunqiu again, he could easily defeat him with merely his primordial spirit cultivation, without the need for a physical body.
[Three million eight hundred thousand years of power, Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations Fourth Transformation Perfection, you’ve transformed and manifested the Wind and Thunder Wings, greatly enhancing comprehension, heart spirit, and will power.]
[Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations (Fourth Transformation)]
[Ordinary Power: 670,000 years]
[Martial Saint’s Power: 300 years]
His consciousness returned to his body, and Wei Fan first looked at the panel. It took him less than four million years of power, but the remaining power was no longer sufficient to add the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell.
"Boom!"
With a shift of his mind, the void emitted a massive roar, and the Wind and Thunder Wings appeared on his back, not just manifesting on the primordial spirit.
With a single step, Wei Fan left the cave and appeared outside. Immediately, with a flap of the Wind and Thunder Wings, his body transformed into a bolt of lightning and shot forward, the endless mountains and rivers below swiftly disappearing behind him.
Coming back to his senses again, he had already appeared dozens of miles away.
"So fast!"
This speed astonished even himself. In just an instant, he had flown dozens of miles, akin to teleportation.
Of course, the Wind and Thunder Wings aren’t only for flight; their offensive capabilities are terrifying too.
With a sweep of the Wind Wing, several large mountains ahead were sliced open by invisible blades.
"Unless absolutely necessary, do not use it!"
With the transformation, he realized that cultivating the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations was not something he could hide forever; many features began to manifest externally. Anyone who understood the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations would certainly recognize that he had cultivated this unparalleled martial art.
Retracting the wings, Wei Fan was about to return to the cave when he suddenly felt the great dao within him roaring and vibrating continuously.
"Dao Collapse!"
He gazed towards the direction of the wilderness; this was Qi Daozhen’s dao in its final throes, and it seemed to be nearing its end.
Returning to the cave, Wei Fan used his remaining power to comprehend the Scripture of the Three Emperors and then upgraded all martial techniques to Perfection, now leaving only over tens of thousands of years of power.
He also upgraded the Tiger Soul Saber to a top-level Holy Soldier, depleting his ordinary power entirely.
"Brother Wei, I am Liya. Please come to Zilan City for a meeting!"
Wei Fan originally planned to return to Celestial Star City to inquire about the wilderness’s situation, but halfway there, he received Liya’s message.
Liya was the first woman he met upon entering the Five Great Domains, and the Bone Tribe originated from the wilderness. Therefore, he held a favorable impression of people from the Bone Tribe.
Upon receiving the message, Wei Fan arrived at Celestial Star City but did not enter. Instead, he directly took the Transmission Domain Gate to Zilan City.
The Bone Tribe lived without conflict, isolated in the Forbidden Land of Cangwu Mountain. Unless there was something special, Liya would never contact him.
Two days later, Wei Fan reached Zilan City.
The Zilan Sect, which he had previously blasted to ruins, had not been rebuilt and remained in its original state. The prosperity of Zilan City was unaffected, and no one dared to claim the area. Although Wei Fan had destroyed the Zilan Sect, everyone knew that the Zilan Sect’s Martial Saint had merely gone to the wilderness and was not dead.
As long as the Zilan Sect’s Martial Saint was alive, the sect was not truly annihilated.
Wei Fan’s reappearance in Zilan City caused quite a stir, but no one dared to trouble him.
"Why hasn’t anyone shown up?"
Wei Fan frowned; after searching throughout Zilan City for a day, he couldn’t find anyone from the Bone Tribe. As per their agreement, Liya shouldn’t fail to appear.
Of course, it might also be a communication issue; the unique situation in Cangwu Mountain meant messages inside seemed to travel "slowly."
After waiting for another day without seeing Liya, Wei Fan decided to personally visit Cangwu Mountain. Now a Saint Realm powerhouse, with the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell and Divinity-Sealing Seal, he believed he had the power to protect himself even against forbidden existences.
Moreover, clearly being agreed upon, Liya and the Bone Tribe members hadn’t shown up. He worried something might have happened to the Bone Tribe.
Leaving Zilan Sect, Wei Fan headed to Cangwu Mountain and was surprised to encounter a familiar face at the mountain’s base.
"Greetings, young lady!"
Wei Fan stepped forward and cupped his hands in salute. The person was none other than the woman who had awakened from inside the Eight Trigrams Wood Tripod of Huangfu Qingyang.