Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone-Chapter 915 - 696: Supreme Chaos (Part 2)
Cyan Wine's eyes flashed with a hint of unwillingness: "As of now, I have no choice but to activate that secret technique. Yin Yang Annihilation Body, strike for me!"
The aura around him was surging, and an Immortal Sword appeared in his hand, slashing directly at his neck. With a swoosh, the head fell to the ground.
Immediately, the head fell to the ground, and at the severed neck, a new head grew back. A chaotic aura flickered; it was the pure Chaos Immortal Body, with cultivation dropping to the Fourth Layer of Tribulation Crossing;
As for the head that fell to the ground, it transformed directly into a human form, becoming another Cyan Wine. The Supreme aura was changing; this was the pure Supreme Immortal Body, with cultivation only at the initial stage of Harmonization.
One main body cultivating the Mysteries of Chaos, one secondary body cultivating the Mysteries of Supreme.
The two Cyan Wines looked at each other, their big eyes staring at each other.
Their expressions were somewhat strange, as if the left hand was looking at the right hand, like looking at oneself in a mirror.
"Greetings, fellow Daoist!"
"Greetings, fellow Daoist!"
"You are me, and I am you!"
"Ultimately, I have walked this path!"
The two Cyan Wines looked at themselves, feeling a sense of closeness, yet also sensing a trace of disharmony.
"In times when the Daoist technique is not yet accomplished, we should separate!"
"So it shall be!" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖
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Purple Mansion World.
In a certain mountain village, in front of the village, pear trees were planted in the fields, arranged perfectly; at the entrance of the village was a river coming down from distant mountains, winding and meandering, rushing towards the distance, vast and unending; a dirt road filled with potholes lay at the village entrance.
Near the village, the farmland connected together, forming layers of terraces.
At the village entrance, some elders were sitting and chatting about something.
Within the village, there was a large courtyard, where a giant pine tree was planted, and beneath it lay a deck chair.
On the deck chair lay a young man, basking leisurely in the sun, humming something as if daydreaming.
At that moment, the void tore open and a welcome manifested, tossing down a Storage Bag.
The young man instinctively caught the Storage Bag and, opening it, found some Spirit Medicine, several Top-Grade Spirit Stones, and other items inside. Although not many, they were rather precious in quantity, beneficial for a cultivator's improvement in cultivation.
"Daoist Creation, you've given me face! Not bad, not bad! With these resources, I can swiftly break through to the Nascent Soul, quickly restore my strength!"
The young man said, his words expressing joy, yet his expression was devoid of happiness, instead carrying a faint melancholy.
In that battle back then, only a trace of the Divine Soul managed to escape.
After the Divine Soul escaped, it entered a Secret Realm to rebuild and repair the physical body.
However, the resources preserved in that Secret Realm were limited, and after years of painstaking cultivation, only the peak of Golden Core had been restored. To return to peak condition, who knows how long it would take.
"As long as I reach the Nascent Soul Realm, I can use the Divine Soul to nourish the physical body, transforming this body into a Supreme Immortal Body, and at that time, my cultivation speed will greatly increase!" The young man pondered, then stood up and entered into the Grotto Heaven to cultivate diligently.
Resources were consumed, as the aura surged, the young man stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm.
At the moment of entering the Nascent Soul, the aura of the physical body changed, growing majestic and ethereal, evolving into a Supreme Immortal Body.
There was no time for joy, as the young man suddenly felt uneasy.
Uneasiness filled his heart, a premonition of something amiss.
"What on earth is happening? What is this about?"
The young man, filled with unease, was about to calculate with his fingers, but in that instant, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his Essence, Qi, and Spirit became sluggish.
Above his head, his Destiny was changing, presenting the form of dragons and tigers, the phenomena changing between creation and destruction, the vast power of destiny operating through birth and death; but at this moment, an earth-shattering change occurred. The Destiny above his head was rapidly disappearing, nine layers vanishing in the blink of an eye, with less than one layer remaining above his head.
"Not good, someone has gathered the Supreme Immortal Body, forcibly seizing nine layers of my Destiny, the Destiny is no longer mine..." The young man's eyes flashed with a hint of panic and unease, he calculated with his fingers, and soon, strands of celestial secrets were captured, and pieces of information were absorbed.
"Damn it, a change has occurred, Cyan Wine actually devoured my corpse, forming the Supreme Immortal Body, and seized my Destiny!"
These special physiques are powerful not only because of their fast cultivation speed and strong combat power, but also some special Divine Techniques. More importantly, they embody a portion of great heavenly fortune.
Each special physique carries supreme Destiny, deemed the favorites of heaven and earth, encountering various fortuitous events on the path of cultivation and turning danger into safety. Unless something extraordinary happens, and before reaching a certain level of power, special physiques rarely perish young.
Cyan Wine, utilizing a Supreme Secret Technique, seized the Supreme Immortal Body. Not only did he gain a powerful physique, but he also gathered supreme fortune.
"Two tigers cannot coexist on one mountain. In the same world, in the same era, a single physique can only appear in one person. If two individuals possess the same physique, their destinies will clash, leading to a battle of destinies. In such a conflict, one will inevitably fall, becoming a stepping stone for the other!"
The young man's eyes flashed with killing intent: "I possess the Supreme Immortal Body, and so does he. We are destined to battle; one of us will not survive. However, a Chaos Immortal Body and a Supreme Immortal Body are like water and fire, bound to clash. How did he resolve the conflict? Did he somehow perfectly merge the two physiques into a [Supreme Chaos Immortal Body]..."
"No, he was unable to suppress the conflict between the two physiques and perfectly merge them. Instead, he split them into two, forming two physiques—one for the main body and one for the secondary body. Haha, this is going to be interesting... how can such a secret technique be without flaws!"
"The Chaos Daoist has become even stronger, with deeper foundations. It's impossible to fight him alone. Only by uniting with Creation is there a slim chance of winning... However, I must also enhance my strength, regaining my formidable power to be worthy as an ally of the Chaos Daoist!"
The young man contemplated, his eyes flashing with resoluteness.
If he merely absorbed Spiritual Qi, it would take at least three thousand years to return to his peak, by which time opportunities would be long gone.
The only feasible way now is to enter that Secret Realm, seeking enough resources to quickly restore cultivation and seek vengeance.
Time is running out for him.
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In a flash of movement, Lu Xuanji disappeared.
The aura on his body was concealed, as if vanished into the world.
The hidden aura transformed into invisibility.
At that moment, a token on his body flickered, seemingly reminding him of something.
Lu Xuanji opened the token, received the information on it, and frowned slightly.
A hint of hesitation flashed through his heart.
After a moment of hesitation, he activated his Divine Thought, forming a clone. The clone shimmered and disappeared.
The void changed, and the clone advanced rapidly to the position of the void channel, seamlessly crossing the barrier and entering the Feiyu World.
Upon reaching the Feiyu World, he continued advancing, arriving at Duling City.
The Feather Demon Race's city remained enormous and majestic; the city was flourishing, with crowds streaming in and out, seemingly unaffected by the war. But as Lu Xuanji observed, he felt the array within the city activating, like a giant awakening, ready to strike a deadly blow at any moment.
The exterior was relaxed, yet the interior was tense, with strict vigilance.
Sensing all here, Lu Xuanji followed the crowd into the city.
He walked and stopped, finally reaching near the Imperial Palace.
He did not enter through the main gate in front, but instead, through a small door at the back, where only two guards stood watch.
Lu Xuanji took out a token and handed it over.
The guard looked at the token, nodded in approval.
Lu Xuanji put away the token and entered the Imperial Palace, advancing continually, until he reached a certain palace.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
Lu Xuanji stepped forward with cupped hands.
"Call me Father-in-law!" the Great Emperor Du Ling said.
"Father-in-law!"
Lu Xuanji complied obediently.
The Great Emperor Du Ling nodded in satisfaction: "How have you been lately?"
