Chapter 425: Invitation from the Buried Heaven Pavilion

As soon as Hun Yuan Xue spoke, the entire venue erupted in an uproar.

Take him as an adopted son?

That would be the adopted son of the Heaven-Mixing Immortal King!

This status would make all the heaven's pride present, except for a few, look up to it.

Lei Qianjue's face instantly turned the color of pig liver.

This is no longer humiliation; it's blatantly rubbing his face against the ground over and over!

"Hun Yuan Xue! You!"

He was shaking with rage, yet he didn't dare to actually rush forward recklessly.

Because the shock from Gu Yuan's (avatar's) punch just now was simply too great.

It was a power pure to the extreme, a return to simplicity and authenticity.

There were no fluctuations of law, no circulation of immortal essence—just pure physical strength.

Yet this strength easily shattered his proud thunder techniques.

What does this indicate?

It indicates that the opponent's physical strength has reached an unimaginable, even terrifying level surpassing that of a True Immortal!

Primeval Sacred Body? Indestructible Overlord Body? Or some Primordial Divine Body long lost in the ages?

In that moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, making him hesitate to act for fear of harming the wrong target.

Meanwhile, Gu Yuan's (avatar) gazed at the mountain of treasures before him; outwardly he remained the simple, startled honest type, but inwardly he was secretly calculating.

"Primeval Sacred Body, indeed extraordinary."

This avatar of his avatar is a perfect template tailor-made by the system according to the laws of this realm.

Its essence is Gu Yuan using his own immortal body as a blueprint, integrating insights from the Nether Spring Immortal King's memories about the Primordial Body Refining School, then brought to life by the power of the World Tree's origin.

In terms of potential, it even surpasses that of a true Primeval Sacred Body.

"It seems the Immortal Vein Method, while decent in explosive burst, relies too much on law and immortal essence, making its foundation ultimately insubstantial."

Gu Yuan had a plan in mind.

He ignored Lei Qianjue and Hun Yuan Xue still facing off, and instead picked up a beast-skin scroll from the pile of treasures.

That was exactly the problematic technique, the Myriad Transformations Return to Origin Art, that the Vice Holy Master had gifted him in the name of the Holy Master earlier.

He seemed to suddenly realize something, and there before everyone he sat cross‑legged, slowly unfurling the beast‑skin scroll and began to study it in earnest, oblivious to all.

This action left everyone dumbfounded.

What kind of move is this?

With a battle imminent, are you here sharpening your weapon at the last minute?

Hun Yuan Xue was also taken aback, then her eyebrows shot up in anger as she transmitted her displeasure:

"Hey! Native! What are you up to? I told you to go up, yet you're just sitting there reading?"

However, Gu Yuan's (avatar) had not yet replied when a clear, wind‑like transmission suddenly rang in his sea of consciousness.

"The laws here are chaotic; this is no place to study a technique. Your technique's aura is strange and domineering—if you forcefully cultivate it, you will surely suffer backlash, and even immortals may not be able to save you. If you wish, find an opportunity and I can personally guide your cultivation."

It was Feng Lingyun.

Gu Yuan's (avatar) heart stirred slightly, yet his face remained the same simple, honest expression.

Somewhat interesting.

This Wind Empress Goddess, aloof and cold, had earlier been dragged into the conflict for no reason; shouldn't she be watching coldly, even hoping more people would die?

How could she kindly warn a complete stranger, a native?

Something out of the ordinary must conceal a monster.

It seems there are more fish hidden in this muddy water than imagined.

Not only did he not stop, he acted as if he hadn't heard and continued to study the technique, oblivious to everyone.

Immediately after, a dim, ancient gray‑black current, tinged with an aura of extinction and ending, slowly seeped out from within him.

As soon as this aura appeared, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a few degrees.

The heaven's pride present, all well‑versed and knowledgeable, instantly sensed the extraordinariness of this aura.

"What… what technique is this? So overbearing!"

"It seems to be some ancient demonic art, yet utterly different from ordinary demonic energy."

Even Lei Qianjue temporarily suppressed his anger, his eyes flashing with uncertain surprise.

He could feel that the power within Gu Yuan's (avatar) body was rising at a terrifying speed.

And Hun Yuan Xue widened her beautiful eyes even more.

As the daughter of the Heaven‑Mixing Immortal King, her vision is lofty, yet she had never seen such a strange technique before.

She could sense that Gu Yuan's (avatar) aura, while climbing step by step, was becoming ever more dangerous and unfamiliar.

It was as if a peerless ferocious beast from the primordial wilderness was slowly awakening inside him.

"Could… this be his own fortune?" a thought rose in her heart.

She suddenly recalled that this scroll of technique seemed to have been sent by the Vice Holy Master of the holy land.

Could it be that the Vice Holy Master had long noticed this native's extraordinariness and deliberately sought out this lost ancient art for him?

For a moment, her gaze toward Gu Yuan's (avatar) grew ever more complex.

There was surprise, curiosity, and even a hint of wariness she herself had not noticed.

Meanwhile, Gu Yuan's (avatar) focused all his mind on the operation of the Myriad Transformations Return to Origin Art.

The strand of Extinction Source Power he actively introduced into his body, like an activated seed, began to take root and sprout in the dantian of his Primeval Sacred Body.

The surging qi and blood became its finest nourishment.

The flesh body formed from the World Tree's primordial source power was, to it, the ultimate delicacy.

Gu Yuan (avatar) could clearly feel that his power was wildly increasing in a geometric fashion.

At the same time, a cold, foreign will began to quietly sprout in his sea of consciousness, trying to influence his mind and lead him toward destruction and madness.

"Here."

Gu Yuan (avatar) sneered inwardly, yet outwardly pretended to be in extreme agony, desperately resisting.

In his sea of consciousness, his soul power surged, engaging in a fierce clash with that external will.

Finally, after he had cycled the Myriad Transformations Return to Origin Secret Art nine times, his internal extinction-source power had grown strong enough to rival a late-stage True Immortal.

A gloomy, hoarse voice, as if from the Nine Netherworld Hell, suddenly boomed in his sea of consciousness.

"Give up resisting, child."

"Embrace this power; it will grant you rebirth."