novellk Chapter 1554 Divine Body of Destiny
Chapter 1554 Divine Body of Destiny
Chapter 1554 Divine Body of Destiny
With the lessons of the three imperial bones as a precedent, these beings in the forbidden areas seem to be bound by some kind of invisible rule, unwilling to truly be his enemy. However, if pushed too far, they can still attack him.
Wang Xian turned around, quickly ascended into the air, and left this mysterious and dangerous sea of blood ink far away.
As Wang Xian and the others ascended into the sky, the oppressive aura of the Blood Ink Sea gradually faded, returning to the first level of the Blood-Red Canyon Forbidden Area. Su Qingyan's tense shoulders suddenly relaxed, and the broken jade flute almost slipped from her fingers.
She looked down at the dark red blood vessels congealed on Xiao's body. The crystals refracted an eerie luster under the dim light of the heavens, like congealed blood telling the story of the danger that had just occurred.
Suddenly, she realized that she had actually withstood the pressure of the 'Heavenly Emperor' level for several breaths at the edge of the Blood Ink Sea—a miracle that would have been unimaginable in the past.
With a "crack," half of Yan Yangjun's fire armor broke off, revealing charred skin covered in fine ice crystals that emitted a chill in the air.
He was completely oblivious, staring at Wang Xian with his Adam's apple bobbing heavily: "Those two 'Immortal Emperor Origins' from mid-stage 'Ten-Turn Immortal Emperors'... were obtained so easily?"
His voice was full of disbelief, as if he was still immersed in the shock he had just experienced.
The chubby Taoist priest suddenly plopped down on the blood-red earth, startling a swarm of blood-red flying insects.
The insects emitted a sharp buzzing sound as their wings flapped, as if the guardians of this forbidden area were issuing a warning.
"Grandma's!"
He slapped his thigh, his face flushed with a mixture of blood and mud and excitement. "Is that big shot from the ocean floor blind? We haven't even made a move yet and he's already giving us a treasure!"
The fat Taoist priest trembled as he pulled out half a fragment of the Emperor's Coffin from his robes. The patterns and characters on the fragment were frantically oozing black energy, as if countless wronged souls were struggling within it.
"Look! The baby's scared to death... no, he's excited!"
His voice trembled slightly with fear and excitement.
The most seriously injured of the nine Heavenly Lords suddenly coughed up a mouthful of golden blood, which instantly turned into starlight and dissipated upon landing.
She gazed at the crimson earth beneath her feet, as if she could see the Blood Ink Sea through an infinite amount of matter. Her eyes were filled with awe: "The Blood Ink Sea... the legendary forbidden sea that ended an era hundreds of years ago, and we actually managed to come out alive..."
At the same time, Wang Xian felt the fusion fluctuations between the Heavenly Domain and the Inner World suddenly intensify, and a phantom of the Inner World appeared behind him, constantly rippling as if it would shatter at any moment.
Unstable energy fluctuations permeated the space, causing unease to rise in everyone's hearts.
“We can’t go any deeper.” Wang Xian suddenly spoke, his tone full of regret. “The fusion between my inner world and the Heavenly Domain is decreasing at a visible rate, and the ‘gaze’ of the Eternal Universe has already materialized.”
Looking up at the edge of the celestial realm, the void there was rippling with inky black light, as if countless eyes were staring at this place through the barrier, sending chills down one's spine.
"If we go any further into the forbidden area, once the fusion is completely severed, we will be less than ants in front of 'Heavenly Emperor-level' beings."
Wang Xian's voice was low and serious, making everyone realize the seriousness of the matter.
Upon hearing this, Yan Yangjun felt as if he had been granted a pardon. The fire armor he had been holding up instantly went out, and he staggered back half a step, almost falling over. A look of relief at surviving a disaster appeared on his face.
Su Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief. Although she was full of curiosity about the secrets deep in the forbidden area, the oppressive aura exerted by the Blood Ink Sea Lord with a casual wave of his hand made her realize that going deeper in her current state would be tantamount to courting death.
Just as the fat Taoist swallowed back the words "down another level," he saw Wang Xian leap into the air and head towards the "Eternal Forbidden Land."
As the group followed closely behind, the moment they stepped into the Eternal Forbidden Land, the crimson mist suddenly thinned out, replaced by countless golden specks of light dancing in the sky.
"what is this?"
The fat Taoist priest was puzzled.
"do not know."
The chubby Taoist priest shook his head.
These points of light, like golden sprites, leaped merrily in the air.
They converged into nine enormous golden dragons, their scales shimmering with the glorious golden light of the dynasty's fortune. The dragons held their heads high, their mouths holding the sun and moon, and their bodies were surrounded by ancient runes.
The runes shimmered with a mysterious light, as if telling a story of past glory.
Su Qingyan's jade flute suddenly trembled violently, and the bloodstains in the crack were attracted by the golden light, condensing into tiny blood droplets that flew towards the golden dragon.
The jade flute emitted a sharp cry, as if resisting this mysterious power.
"Is this... a manifestation of the dynasty's destiny?"
Yan Yangjun exclaimed in shock. He had seen similar records in ancient books. Only when an era's dynasty collapsed could such a magnificent fortune be condensed and formed.
The fat Taoist priest rubbed his hands together, eager to try: "A golden dragon! A golden dragon symbolizing national fortune, can this thing be eaten? Old Wang, how much of our essence can we replenish if we catch it and roast it?"
His words were filled with greed and expectation.
Before the words were even finished, the nine golden dragons simultaneously let out a deafening roar.
The sound was no longer an auspicious melody, but rather a lamentation mixed with the wails of countless vengeful souls, as if it came from hell.
The once dazzling golden dragon eyes instantly turned blackish-red, and spiderweb-like blood patterns appeared on the surface of the dragon's body. The golden light in the sky seemed to be soaked in ink, turning into a viscous blackish-red in the blink of an eye, emitting a nauseating bloody smell.
The entire space was shrouded in the stench of blood, making it hard to breathe.
"Not good!" Su Qingyan's face turned pale. The blood droplets on the jade flute suddenly exploded, splashing onto the back of her hand and emitting blue smoke, as if it had been burned by a raging fire.
"This is... a curse upon the dynasty's fate!"
Her voice was filled with unprecedented fear, and her body trembled slightly as she pointed at the black, red, and golden dragons, explaining, "This is a curse cast by the Eternal Universe Immortal Emperor, who sacrificed the fortune of sixty-three generations of the dynasty! This curse can stir up the karma of heaven and earth, and the cursed will be stripped of their cultivation, lifespan, and origin, until their body and soul are completely destroyed! Moreover, this is a curse of fortune, and no one else can interfere; the cursed must bear it alone!"
Her words struck like a heavy hammer, filling everyone's hearts with worry and fear.
Before the words were even finished, nine black, red, and golden dragons roared and charged towards Wang Xian.
Their dragon claws tore through the air, leaving black and red trails, each claw mark carrying a terrifying power that could erode one's cultivation.
A piercing tearing sound echoed through the air, as if space itself was being distorted by this force.
Wang Xian's pupils contracted sharply, and the Emperor Dragon Spear instantly unleashed countless spear flowers, while the Chaos Divine Chains wove together like a spider web to form a shield.
However, the golden dragon ignored the defense and went straight through the chaotic energy, transforming into nine streams of black and red light that entered Wang Xian's brow.
"Wang Xian!"
Su Qingyan screamed, nearly dropping the jade flute; her eyes were filled with terror and worry.
Yan Yangjun roared and unleashed his Flaming Sun Palm, but only managed to pierce through the remaining bloody light, his face showing anxiety and helplessness. The fat Taoist and the little fat Taoist simultaneously summoned their magical treasures, the Myriad Souls Crying Flute and the fragment of the Emperor's Coffin, but they wailed upon contact with the black and red light, nearly shattering.
Fine cracks appeared on the surface of the magical artifact, as if it would shatter at any moment.
Wang Xian felt a heat between his eyebrows as nine streams of black and red energy flowed into his body. He expected excruciating pain, but instead felt a warm current.
The power of fortune, which contained resentment and curses, was enveloped by an even more ancient and vast power as soon as it entered the meridians.
Wang Xian looked down at his palm, where a pale golden vortex had appeared out of nowhere. Deep within the vortex, countless threads of fate were interwoven into a net, which was his other physique hidden beneath his Chaos Body—the 'Divine Body of Fate'!
Since acquiring the 'Divine Body of Destiny', it has never shown any trace of itself. But now, it is like an ancient dragon awakening from its slumber, opening its mouth to devour the nine streams of black and red fortune.
Wang Xian could clearly see that every wisp of curse power that entered the vortex transformed into specks of golden light, nourishing the 'Destiny God Body'.
The once dim threads of fate have become bright, beginning to outline a vague trajectory of cause and effect.
Wang Xian's heart was filled with shock and surprise, as if a door to a new world had been opened.
"This is……"
Wang Xian was shocked. The 'Divine Body of Destiny' was actually devouring the curse?
The next moment, a burst of golden light erupted from his body.
The light was no longer the vastness of chaos, but a magnificent holy radiance containing endless cause and effect and destiny.
The clouds above the heavens suddenly burst open, revealing a golden river that stretched across the sky and earth. Countless cocoons of light floated on the river, each reflecting a fragment of a being's destiny.
On both banks of the long river, countless threads of fate intertwine into a net, sometimes breaking, sometimes being reborn, enacting the cycle of birth and death of all things in the universe.
Golden light illuminated the entire celestial realm, making everyone feel as if they were in a sacred world.
"Is this... a manifestation of the River of Destiny?"
Su Qingyan stared at the sky in shock as the cracks on the jade flute slowly healed under the golden light. Her eyes were filled with disbelief.
Yan Yangjun's fire armor reignited, and his charred skin healed at a visible speed.
He felt a powerful force surging within him.
The blood and mud on the bodies of the big fat Taoist and the little fat Taoist were transformed into a sky full of spiritual energy when illuminated by the golden light.
Their bodies became light, as if filled with power.
Even more terrifying is that this phenomenon was not limited to the celestial realm.
In countless star fields of the 'Eternal Universe', countless powerful beings simultaneously looked up at the suddenly appearing golden pillar of light.
"What's going on? Such an anomaly has never occurred since the birth of the Eternal Universe!"
On an ancient star, an old man in a Taoist robe suddenly broke his whisk, his eyes filled with astonishment and doubt.
His body trembled slightly, as if he sensed the terrifying power behind this strange phenomenon.
"Is it an anomaly in the laws of nature? No, this is... the power of destiny?"
On the home planet of a certain technological civilization, the core of the AI emitted a piercing alarm, and all screens displayed—'Abnormal fluctuations in the dimension of fate'.
The entire planet was plunged into tension and chaos.
"Hahaha! What a magnificent River of Destiny! Could it be that a fellow Daoist has made a triumphant return?"
A deafening laugh echoed from an ancient bronze palace suspended in the chaotic void. The chaotic air outside the palace churned and surged from the laughter, which was filled with excitement and curiosity.
The phenomenon lasted for three full hours, and the cocoons of light in the golden river shattered one by one, revealing a blurry vision of the future inside.
Wang Xian could sense that the 'Divine Body of Destiny' had begun to condense at the Lesser Completion stage. The black and red fortune that had been devoured had actually transformed into nourishment for the 'Divine Body of Destiny,' enhancing his perception of the causal chain a hundredfold.
He seemed to see the future unfolding before him and feel the power of destiny flowing through his body.
As the last ray of golden light sank into Wang Xian's body, the heavens returned to calm, as if the strange phenomenon just now was merely an illusion.
But everyone knew that the golden river that had just flowed through the eternal universe was no illusion.
Wang Xian clenched his fist, feeling the profound sensations emanating from the 'Divine Body of Destiny'.
Looking at the faint aura of destiny surrounding Wang Xian, Yan Yangjun's voice was filled with awe, "What you just did..."
His words were filled with shock.
Wang Xian ignored Yan Yangjun and instead looked up at the edge of the celestial realm, where the dark ripples were even more intense, and the "gaze" of the eternal universe was almost solidified.
He knew that while the awakening of the 'Destiny God Body' brought immense power, it also completely exposed him.
He must proactively and quickly separate his inner world from the celestial realm, otherwise the entire 'Eternal Universe' will 'press down' on him, and the consequence will be that his inner world will shatter, and he will likely die and disappear, and may not even be able to 'reincarnate'.
"Let's go!"
Wang Xian uttered two words, took a step, and left the 'Eternal Forbidden Land'!
Although the Eternal Universe Immortal Emperor is dead, there are still many peak-level Nine Revolutions Immortal Emperors in the Eternal Universe Forbidden Land. It will take him a long time to separate his inner world from the Heavenly Domain. If he is disturbed by those powerful figures, it will be troublesome.
As Wang Xian led everyone away from the Eternal Forbidden Land, deep within the Blood Ink Sea, the colossal hand that blotted out the sky stretched out once more, with a ball of light burning with a ghostly blue flame lying in its palm. This was the third source that was supposed to be given to Wang Xian.
The deep voice of the palm's owner echoed in the seabed: "'Destiny Divine Body'... No wonder that fool, the Chaos Dragon Emperor, stumbled."
His voice carried a hint of emotion and anticipation.
In the Chaos Sea, far removed from the Eternal Universe, countless ancient beings opened their eyes, which had been dormant for countless years. Gazing at the direction of the golden pillar of light that had once pierced through the endless void, their hearts were filled with curiosity and doubt. They murmured to themselves, "The River of Destiny has manifested... Who could possibly trigger such a phenomenon? Could it be that a powerful being has stepped into a forbidden realm?"
Wang Xian was unaware that the awakening of the 'Destiny Divine Body' not only stirred up a monstrous wave in the 'Eternal Universe', but also caused a tremendous upheaval in the 'Chaos Sea'.
After leaving the Eternal Forbidden Land, Wang Xian's divine sense surged out of his sea of consciousness and finally locked onto an abandoned star ruin enveloped by void turbulence.
The spatial nodes here are chaotic, and even the laws are twisted into a spiral shape, making it a natural hiding place.
With a wave of his hand, he set up several restrictions, completely sealing off the entrance to the Star Ruins. Only then did he sit cross-legged on a collapsed star remnant and begin to guide the inner world to peel away.
Perhaps the aftershocks of the strange phenomena when the Destiny God awakened had not yet dissipated, or perhaps this Star Ruins was simply a blind spot of the Heavenly Laws.
For three whole days and nights, apart from the occasional meteorite that collided with the array wall, nothing else came near.