Immortal Starry Sky-Chapter 620 - 595 Transformation

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"Seed of Truth?"

In an instant, not only was Elder An Xi stunned, but even Puahu Yu and others were also taken aback.

"Wang Xu, are you asking about the Seed of Truth?" Feeling as though he had misheard, Puahu Yu asked again.

"That's right." Wang Xu nodded seriously.

"The Seed of Truth is a holy artifact! Why would you even think of asking about its whereabouts?" Puahu Yu asked nervously.

"It's nothing, just heard it's a treasure, so I asked casually." Wang Xu replied.

"That's good, I thought you were planning something with the Seed of Truth. Such thoughts should never cross your mind again; it is not something you can meddle with. Don't ask about it in the future either!"

Puahu Yu let out a sigh of relief.

Elder An Xi and others also looked slightly relieved.

But the more they acted this way, the more puzzled Wang Xu became.

"Isn't it even possible to mention it?" Wang Xu continued to ask.

"Wang Xu, the Seed of Truth is a holy artifact. Such a holy artifact can only be found at the core of the Ganges Realm of Truth, and we are just a small tribe on the Third Layer, not even qualified to daydream about it," Elder An Xi said, "If you really want to pursue the Seed of Truth, I advise you to give up immediately. It is an extraordinary existence that cannot be desecrated!"

"Is it taboo?" Wang Xu asked.

"It's not taboo, but it's almost as good as taboo, so don't mention it in the future!" Elder An Xi looked fearful.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xu had roughly gauged the importance of the Seed of Truth.

Immediately, he switched the topic: "Since that's the case, I won't ask about the Seed of Truth. But can Elder An Xi tell me how the Truth Weapon comes about? I'm very interested."

"That question is simple, follow me."

Upon hearing this, Elder An Xi led Wang Xu forward, arriving at a vast open space. In the center of this space stood a stone stele.

The stele was engraved with countless runes that even Wang Xu couldn't comprehend, swirling with the same peculiar power as the bone stick.

"That is the Ancestor Stele of our Pu A tribe, and the Truth Weapon is forged here," Elder An Xi said.

"Ancestor Stele?"

Wang Xu approached the stele, examining the runes carefully and feeling that peculiar power.

"Every tribe has its own Ancestor Stele. This particular stele was taken out from the body by the Clan Leader when he founded our Pu A tribe. It can continuously accumulate truth. In just 108,000 years, the accumulated truth can forge a Truth Weapon," Elder An Xi said.

Taken out from the body by the Clan Leader?

Wang Xu suddenly understood.

The Clan Leader of the Pu A tribe is a "Constant Spirit" with four fingers, equivalent to the Ancestor Realm in Chaos, within whose body an Ancestor Stele is born.

But being able to extract the Ancestor Stele from the body and use it as an Ancestor Stele was something Wang Xu had never heard of before.

"The Ganges truly is peculiar," Wang Xu murmured to himself.

Moreover, the Ancestor Stele is capable of accumulating truth, the same invisible force Wang Xu sensed, and when the truth reaches a certain degree, it can be used to forge a Truth Weapon.

The Ancestor Stele in Chaos doesn't have this effect, or it can be said that...

Wang Xu's eyes lit up.

"I see, able to absorb truth, meaning the world of the Ganges is filled with truth power. No wonder, in Chaos, even the Supreme Controllers couldn't kill a single creature of the Ganges, but here it can be done with ease."

Wang Xu figured it out.

To kill a creature from the Ganges, one must use the power of truth.

Though the nature of this power isn't fully understood, it's the only force that can wound or even kill a creature of the Ganges.

Yet, in Chaos, where there is no truth power, not even beings as strong as the Supreme Controllers can harm a Ganges creature.

This is the biggest difference between having and lacking truth.

"Following this logic, one of the benefits of the Seed of Truth is that it can provide Chaos with a continuous source of truth power!" Wang Xu thought.

In this way, it would naturally be possible to produce a large number of Truth Weapons.

In a war between Chaos and the Ganges, relying on just one Truth Weapon, who can wield it?

Who possesses such formidable power to single-handedly fight the creatures of the entire Ganges Realm?

Only by seizing the Seed of Truth can Chaos bring an endless flow of truth power, forging more Truth Weapons, and enable more cultivators to battle the creatures of the Ganges.

"If it takes 108,000 years to forge a single Truth Weapon, does that mean your Pu A tribe has only existed for 300,000 years?"

Wang Xu, who has lived for more than a Law Era, found 300,000 years to be insignificant when compared to one hundred million years.

"Our Pu A tribe has indeed been around for 300,000 years, but that's with the Clan Leader around, otherwise we couldn't have survived until now," Elder An Xi said.

"Couldn't have survived until now? Is there some impending catastrophe?" Wang Xu asked.

"Wang Xu, Guest Minister, you need not worry. The Clan Leader already has a foolproof plan. As long as the beast tide of fierce beasts comes, we will migrate deeper into the region and return after the tide has passed. There will be no risk to life." Elder An Xi believed that Wang Xu was very concerned about this matter and hurriedly explained.

"There's actually a beast tide of fierce beasts?" Wang Xu was surprised. A small tribe living on the outskirts would even encounter a beast tide assault.

He had fought his way through countless fierce beasts and knew how terrifying they could be. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

When a tide of fierce beasts sweeps in like a mountain or tsunami, it is akin to a volcanic eruption, unstoppable. How could a mere tribe with an Ancestor Realm guardian resist it?

"Living on the outskirts, beast tides of fierce beasts are just one of many disasters. Simply migrating the entire tribe can avoid a mortal calamity. It is not a life-threatening catastrophe," Elder An Xi sighed.

"It seems your Puahu tribe is not at peace."

As they spoke, a figure rapidly approached with speed slightly faster than Wang Xu's.

Wang Xu turned his head, and the figure was already before him.

"An Xi pays respects to the Clan Leader!" Elder An Xi respectfully saluted.

This is the Clan Leader.

Wang Xu's gaze assessed the man before him, with a hairstyle like a wild lion, a robust build, and over two meters tall, making him particularly conspicuous among many.

"Are you the disembodied spirit that Puahu Yu brought back from the Fierce Beast Forest?" The wild lion-like man spoke, his gaze fierce as if to see through Wang Xu. "As far as I know, disembodied spirits are full of fierceness, yet from you, I sense no killing intent at all, showing your wisdom surpasses my expectations."

Wang Xu's gaze flickered.

During this journey, he also understood why people like Puahu Yu referred to him as a "disembodied spirit."

Disembodied spirits, as the name suggests, are creatures of the Ganges scattered in the Outer Ganges. Naturally born, they have no parents and no tribal protection. The lucky ones survive on their innate strength, while the unlucky ones are spotted and devoured by fierce beasts in their youth.

Therefore, disembodied spirits are extremely rare, especially the powerful ones, which are incomparably precious.

"If your Puahu tribe doesn't welcome me, I can leave at any time," Wang Xu said.

"No, I do not mean that. It's just that your great wisdom makes me doubt whether you are a true disembodied spirit." The Clan Leader narrowed his eyes slightly. "You know, someone once impersonated a disembodied spirit, infiltrated a tribe, gained the trust of the high ranks, and then colluded from within to destroy the entire tribe. Although this is unlikely to happen to my Puahu tribe, a small tribe, it's only natural for suspicions to arise."

"I am merely interested in Transformation. I've heard that it can double one's strength, and naturally, I wish to enhance my power," Wang Xu said. "Since your Puahu tribe doesn't wish to accept me, I will have to seek out another tribe."

Saying this, Wang Xu turned to leave.

"Wait." The Clan Leader came up to Wang Xu and reached out to stop him.

"What? Do you want to restrict my freedom?" Wang Xu's eyes clearly carried a hint of anger.

"No, I think you've misunderstood. You are a powerful disembodied spirit. After Transformation, your strength may rival mine. With such power, there's no need for petty tricks. I was overthinking. I apologize," the Clan Leader nodded slightly.

"So, can I undergo Transformation here?"

"Of course, if you wish, I can personally perform the Transformation ritual for you," the Clan Leader smiled.

"That would be great," Wang Xu nodded.

...

Wang Xu continued residing in the Puahu tribe temporarily.

"The Constant Spirit here is a bit more abundant than in the Fierce Beast Forest."

Wang Xu had just begun his cultivation and immediately felt the difference here. "The closer to the Ganges Truth Tree, the more the Constant Spirit thickens? If it's in the First Layer, at the center of the Ganges Realm of Truth, perhaps it won't be long before I can undergo a third metamorphosis and form a fourth finger."

As the Constant Spirit thickens, Wang Xu's cultivation speed naturally accelerates.

Immediately, Wang Xu activated "Xiang," allowing the threads of Constant Spirit to permeate his body, continuously enhancing his strength.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Xu had been living with the Puahu tribe for nearly three years.

"Wang Xu, Guest Minister," Elder An Xi's voice called from outside Wang Xu's dwelling, "Today is your important day for Transformation. The Clan Leader specifically instructed me to invite you to the altar."

"Alright, I will head there at once."

Wang Xu ceased his practice, stood up, and then walked out, heading towards the Puahu tribe's altar.

The altar of the Puahu tribe was a platform over ten meters high.

The Puahu Clan Leader stood atop the altar, holding a bowl of purple sand.

The rest of the tribe looked up from below, eyes closed in prayer.

Wang Xu's towering ten-meter frame was nearly as tall as the altar, not needing to stand on it.

"Wang Xu, Guest Minister, today is your day of Transformation. I am eager to see what your human form looks like," the Clan Leader smiled at Wang Xu.

"I am eager as well," Wang Xu nodded.

Immediately, the Clan Leader waved his hand, scattering a handful of purple sand from the bowl onto Wang Xu's forehead.

Rumble~

The purple sand fell on Wang Xu, and suddenly, dark clouds rolled in the sky, thunder flickered, as if the wrath of the heavens was at play. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please go to qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)