blueteamnovel Chapter 196 True Technique Twelfth Layer • Pure Yang Dragon-Tiger Primordial Devouring Transformation True Technique, Extreme Origin
Chapter 196 True Technique Twelfth Layer • Pure Yang Dragon-Tiger Primordial Devouring Transformation True Technique, Extreme Origin
As if observing flowers while riding on horseback, memories stretched out.Traversing peaks that touched the heavens.
Gazing at clouds gathering and dispersing.
A towering Daoist stood aloft in the void, looking into the distance, his expression deep and serene.
At his current realm on the path of Pure Yang, advancing even a step further was a challenge akin to pushing a pole up a hundred feet.
Above the sea of clouds, the Daoist stood tall and sighed, as the winds howling through the sky whipped his sleeves into a fierce dance.
"Enough, enough, enough."
"Obsessive thinking is pointless; it's better to travel the world once more."
Seeing no hope ahead, the Daoist rose to his full height and re-entered the mortal world.
The Daoist headed east, observing the divine phoenix under a wutong tree for thirty years, to no avail.
He had also gone west into the great sea, watching the azure dragon make clouds and rain above the clouds for decades, also without gaining anything.
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The heavens and the earth are the thief of all things; all things are the thief of man; man is the thief of all things.
If that was the case, he would steal from the heavens and the earth, steal from all things, steal from all beings!
With this thought in mind, the Daoist sat cross-legged atop a mountain peak tens of thousands of feet high, meditating deeply on the technique of energy condensation and stealing mechanisms.
Thirty years passed, and suddenly, a deep red rune appeared in the palm of the Daoist.
No sooner had the rune appeared than it began to attract the surging energies from around it.
One rune after another slowly condensed and emerged in the void, sinking to a radius of twenty meters around the Daoist.
The closer they were to the Daoist's Cultivation Body, the brighter the red glow became.
A hundred years later, when the Daoist's hair and beard had both turned white and he appeared very old,
three loud laughs echo from the top of the cliff.
"This place, established by my humble self, is my Dao domain."
"My Dao is complete!"
The Daoist rose to his feet, and saw that within twenty meters of him, countless tiny red runes were whirling and rising, creating an imposing and extraordinary atmosphere.
Under the summoning and attraction of the red runes, the forces of heaven and earth flocked toward him with a speed more than ten times faster than before.
With a single thought, the Dao domain manifested.
Touching his forehead with one finger, the Pure Yang Holy Seal appeared.
In the frenzied siphoning of various forces of heaven and earth by the Dao domain, the Daoist took great gulps within it.
The bigger the mouth, the more one can consume, and the more one consumes, the stronger one becomes.
If one's capacity to consume is limited, then one must expand oneself, connecting an external field to devour together!
Great power yields miracles!
With the support of the majestic forces, the Daoist ascended towards the heavens with a sigh.
Below him, the swirling forces took the form of a red torrent, helping him ascend higher and higher.
"Let me break through!" he roared fiercely.
With a powerful punch, the clouds parted instantly, as endless daylight poured down through the gap in the clouds.
Who dares to seize the secrets of the universe, tracing back a hundred thousand years?
The heavens and the earth are so vast, yet I only steal a single breath.
In the thunderous sound of ascension, the Daoist's hair fell, scattering through the sky, teeth loose and falling out.
As the old hair and teeth were shed, new ones were already sprouting.
His hair turned glossy black without a hint of white, and within his gums, forty solid and strong teeth sprouted in a moment, reflecting the numbers of heaven and human.
Atop the thick golden energy, a streak of silver-white color appeared, and with the augmentation of the Dao domain, it slowly flowed and spread over his body, reflecting the daylight and dazzling the eyes.
With the buildup of the silver-white energy, the Daoist's True Yang Spirit grew explosively to a height of ten meters before it ceased.
Yet the transformation did not stop there.
The golden Dragon Tiger Divine Patterns encircling his spirit began to resonate with a dragon's roar and a tiger's growl under the brilliant radiance of the silver-white energy, and the sound resounded through heaven and earth.
The ferocious dragon and fierce tiger patterns started to circle wildly over the surface of his spirit.
As the Daoist shot straight up to the highest point of the sky, the sounds of dragons' roars and tigers' growls rose again.
The two Dragon Tiger Divine Patterns struggled and flew off the surface of his spirit.
Two golden dragon and two golden tiger shadows began to circle and dance around the Daoist's Cultivation Body.
It was as if dragons and tigers were accompanying him.
And with that, the transformation ended.
By this time, the Daoist's sagging, wrinkled skin filled out like an inflating balloon, regaining a youthful appearance.
In the vastness of heaven and earth, the tall Daoist managed to breakthrough once again as his lifespan neared its end.
He had come back to life.
His life force burst forth anew.
He lived a second life, powerful enough to make hearts tremble.
The tall Daoist's figure suddenly descended, landing atop the cliff.
He gazed at the mountain ranges in the sky,
watching clouds gather and disperse.
As if traversing layers of time and space, the tall Daoist's gaze met with Yi Chen, who was immersed in this memory.
With that, the scene came to an abrupt end.