Chapter 195: Thunder Disaster Lightly Crossed to Cleanse the True Body; Bidding Farewell to Lu Ya to Head to Flower Fruit [45k]

The light remained intense.

Permeated with that same eerie quality as before.

Yet it could no longer obstruct his gaze.

He saw that within the flowing crimson flames, the auras of the soaring broken sword and the Tiger Soul Fragment were gone; only a familiar yet strange divine spear floated amidst them.

The Fusang Wood Spirit Branch and Laurel Wood Spirit Branch he had previously intercepted were twisted together like a braid with this divine spear, slowly merging.

Fang Longye did not hesitate; the moment this scene entered his eyes, he flicked a finger with a sharp edge, cutting a gash into his wrist.

Thump! Thump! Thump! A large amount of brilliant golden dragon blood splashed out, falling into the fire pool like stones dropped into water.

Such was the situation.

It lay in the fact that with his attainments in the path of the physical body, the blood within him was already thousands upon thousands of times heavier than lead or mercury.

The dragon blood soaked the pool, shining in mutual brilliance with the bright flames in the fire pool.

Five-colored mists swirled, and dragon roars echoed in waves.

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle—

Upon contacting his blood, the divine spear, as if a parched land encountering sweet rain, emitted a sucking sound, continuously absorbing his blood.

Hum— The divine spear emitted continuous, joyful humming, occasionally intermingled with low dragon roars.

The Fusang branch and Laurel branch had already melted into one with it. Strange patterns continuously sprouted along the length of the spear, one after another, blooming with brilliant light.

As time passed, Fang Longye's complexion grew somewhat pale.

Even though he had already attained the Golden Immortal realm, had always practiced both Dharma and physical cultivation, possessed a naturally formidable Dragon Clan physical body, and had practiced the secret art of Reverse Innate.

His true body had undergone qualitative changes time and again, and his essence blood contained incredible energy, yet he still struggled to hold on—fortunately, he had the Creation Purifying World Bead, this strange treasure by his side, which could continuously replenish his vitality.

However, there was not the slightest bit of worry in his eyes, but rather, they were full of joy.

This was only because, as his blood poured in and soaked it, Post-Heaven Divine Prohibitions began to continuously sprout inside the spear body, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sensing the increasingly tight connection with this divine spear.

Fang Longye understood that this was Lu Ya using his methods to allow him to refine layers of divine prohibitions into this transformed divine weapon in a short time.

Raising its grade as a Spirit Treasure, so that he could more easily control and use it later.

Therefore, let the storm rage harder! I have plenty of blood; I am not afraid of you sucking it. It would be best if you could raise your grade as a Spirit Treasure to a level comparable to your status as a divine weapon.

Pity—

Such thoughts were, after all, merely wishful thinking.

After this divine weapon sprouted its twenty-seventh Post-Heaven Divine Prohibition, it was already spent and lacked the strength to continue.

No matter how hard Fang Longye tried to soak it with his own dragon blood, it could not advance even a fraction. This divine weapon's grade as a Spirit Treasure remained stuck at the perfection of a mid-grade Spirit Treasure, the highest grade of Spirit Treasure a Golden Immortal could refine.

Clearly, this kind of method also had its limits.

Ang— Roar— Perhaps the timing was right; the divine spear no longer sucked dragon blood, but only roared with dragons and tigers, becoming increasingly impassioned—the dragon roars and tiger howls entered his ears, intertwining and crossing like high-pitched horns, rising and falling, rushing straight into his spirit platform.

Fang Longye only felt the Bloodline within his body boiling, his hot blood surging, wishing he could immediately take up this divine spear and battle with heaven and earth—Ang—

Accompanied by a long dragon roar, the divine spear soared into the air, transforming into a soaring divine dragon, circling in the sky.

The dragon body filled the sky and covered the earth, connecting above and below, surrounded by the Yin and Yang Two Qis of black and white, casting a multicolored halo.

Before long, the divine dragon lowered its head and came toward Fang Longye; even though it displayed an air of intimacy, it made Fang Longye feel exceptionally uncomfortable.

This was only because, as the dragon body transformed from the divine weapon approached, the sky-filling sharp killing intent was like frost reflecting in autumn waves, rippling over and clustering together, cutting deep into the marrow of his bones.

It could not help but make him shiver.

This was the difference between a divine weapon and a Spirit Treasure. To wield a sharp divine weapon, one must possess the strength to control it.

Otherwise, not to mention that you might not even be able to pick it up, even if you did, without sufficient strength to control it, it would be like a child wielding a sledgehammer; you would not harm others, but instead suffer yourself first.

As it drew closer and closer to him, the image of the divine dragon slowly dissipated, revealing a divine weapon that hovered before him.

The entire spear body had changed significantly from before; it was no longer entirely bright silver. Under the crisscrossing complex textures, the spear shaft presented a black-green color where creation and vitality merged.

An ancient Aura remained condensed and did not dissipate.

Along the length of the spear, many mysterious patterns had been added, presenting gold and silver colors, lively and agile. They outlined the images of dragon, tiger, Yin, and Yang upon it, ethereal and shifting, with mysterious sounds echoing.

The form of the spear blade remained the same as before, like a ring-pommel saber blade; it seemed like a saber yet not a saber, like a sword yet not a sword.

Only the brilliance of the spear blade was vastly different from usual; it was crystalline and colorful, revealing a luster like dreamlike crystal, as if it were a work of art—purple and green swirled, and the spear hummed with a metallic clang.

Crystalline light radiated from the spear body, floating all around, beautiful and magnificent.

Fang Longye reached out and took the recast Panlong Spear into his hand; it was exceptionally heavy, like a mountain, and sharp enough to cut through everything.

A slight sensing of the changes in its internal material revealed that this divine weapon was countless times sturdier than before.

As for the other mysteries, even after immersing his mind for a long time, he could not discern them clearly.

It was as if looking at flowers through a mist; he always felt there was a layer separating them, difficult to describe.

He reached out and channeled a wisp of power into the divine spear; in an instant, it circulated throughout without any stagnation.

He let out a breath; there were no surprises.

After the recasting, Panlong had indeed followed his expectations, not deviating from his path of cultivation.

He could not see the mysteries within after its transformation simply because his realm was insufficient and his power was not enough.

However, he also had a feeling.

If he wanted to drive this divine weapon to fight, with his current strength, he could only strike with full force three or five times; any more, and he would inevitably face a situation where he would injure himself before harming others.

This was still because he had the help of the great expert Lu Ya, allowing him to refine twenty-seven Post-Heaven Divine Prohibitions into this divine weapon in a short time.

Otherwise, he feared that after using the Panlong Spear to strike once, he would be half-crippled.

It is enough! Fang Longye put away the Panlong Spear and said to himself.

In a battle, three or five attacks from a top-tier divine weapon were not few—with this Panlong Spear, which had now become a top-tier divine weapon, he, Fang Longye, finally had a trump card that was not inferior to others.

"Many thanks for your help, Senior!"

Having regained his composure, he bowed to Daoist Lu Ya to express his gratitude.

Daoist Lu Ya waved his hand and said with a smile, "As long as you keep it in your heart, little friend, that is enough."

Then, he glanced at Fang Longye again and said with a knowing look, "It seems you have the intention to depart, little friend?"

Fang Longye sighed inwardly.

This was the reason he did not wish to stay around these old monsters for long.

Not to mention overlooking the long river of time and space, just the fact that they were old and cunning made one feel that they had nowhere to hide in front of them.

There were practically no secrets to speak of.

Even though he knew this approach was merely burying one's head in the sand—as if he wouldn't be watched just because he moved far away.

But after all, the pressure felt in one's heart was still different.

Moreover, as long as he was not face-to-face, the concealment function of his Golden Finger was still quite effective.

However, although he thought this in his heart, he did not show it on his face at all, only smiling with a bashful expression, "I have troubled you for too long, Senior; this junior is truly embarrassed and it is time to depart!"

"However, before I leave, this junior would like to borrow your precious land for a use."

……

Vast, desolate, and obscure.

In a space filled with oppression and dead silence, Fang Longye sat cross-legged.

Wherever his gaze reached, there was only dim, dark light, crisscrossing and overlapping.

All around was desolate and empty.

This was the dead-silent region within the Tang Valley Secret Realm that surrounded the sea of fire where the Fusang Wood was located.

And Fang Longye had come here to trigger the calamity upon himself, preparing to undergo the tribulation—the first of the Three Calamities, the Thunder Calamity. The reason he had to undergo the tribulation in Tang Valley was naturally because it was very safe here, with no fear of others taking the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Adjusting his state to the peak, after brewing for a long time, Fang Longye opened his eyes, his gaze like lightning.

The next moment, his Aura burst forth directly, circulating along a mysterious trajectory, communicating with the void, and triggering his own calamity.

There were no gathering thunderclouds, no celestial omens; only a sudden explosion in the void above his head, and a bolt of lightning that connected heaven and earth flashed, appearing from the void and striking straight down.

It was unimaginably fast, manifesting the might of heaven and earth.

"Thunder Calamity!"

Fang Longye had just used his Aura to communicate with the void when he heard a clap of thunder.

Within his sea of consciousness, black-red ripples immediately began to bloom and swirl around his primordial spirit, layer upon layer.

The aura of the calamity lingered and swirled.

Without hesitation, he let out a roar, his body instantly growing taller, manifesting his Dragon-Headed Human Form, standing tall between heaven and earth, towering and unreachable, meeting the heavenly thunder head-on with fearless courage.

He did not employ any divine abilities, nor did he use any Spirit Treasure; he stepped forward directly to resist it head-on.

It was not that he was arrogant, but that the Thunder Calamity among the Three Calamities was different from the thunder summoned by cultivators.

As a manifestation of the will of heaven and earth, it was extraordinarily mysterious. It was not affected by divine abilities or Spirit Treasures and targeted only the physical body of the one undergoing the tribulation.

Anything else was of no use.

The thunder fell from the sky and struck Fang Longye, instantly tearing his skin and flesh, with blood splattering everywhere.

There was no such thing as starting off with a few painless strikes before gradually increasing in intensity.

As the seat of the Heavenly Dao's will, the Thunder Calamity possessed no human emotions; it was not pleased by things nor saddened by itself, and it certainly did not harbor feelings of anger.

As the Three Calamities, which were named calamities but were in fact trials, they had always been true and singular, with their power determined by the cultivator's own strength.

From the very beginning, it hovered at the cultivator's own critical point; it would not increase without reason, nor would it weaken without reason.

Of course—

Although the operation of heaven and earth had no joy or anger and could not be provoked into raining down more heavenly thunder, as time passed, the damage brought by the accumulation of heavenly thunder would naturally increase step by step.

And so, at the beginning, Fang Longye only had his skin torn and flesh mangled; later, his white bones were exposed; and in the end, under the thunder strikes, he became a puddle of flesh and blood.

Fortunately, for the current Fang Longye, regenerating flesh and blood was a simple matter.

Even with the destructive aura within the lightning hindering him, it could not stop his flesh and blood from regenerating.

Under the constant regeneration of flesh and blood, Fang Longye's entire body was shrouded in wisps of lightning radiance that never dissipated.

Gradually, his entire body—skin, fur, flesh, blood, tendons, bones, internal organs, and so on—all began to emit a brilliant and mysterious light.

Even a single drop of blood on his body became incomparably profound under this tempering.

In the end, when the heavenly thunder struck Fang Longye, it did not cause the slightest bit of damage.

The thunder light was like water, as if it were bathing him.

Within his sea of consciousness, the aura of the calamity swirling around his primordial spirit gradually thinned. In the end, as the final bolt of thunder fell, it all dissipated.

Ang~ The Thunder Calamity had passed, and Fang Longye felt his whole body lighten, as if a heavy burden that had been on his heart had now been greatly reduced.

He could not help but let out a dragon roar, feeling refreshed and satisfied.

With a shake of his body, he returned to his normal human form, and Fang Longye looked at the changes in himself with joy on his face.

His physical body went without saying. With the passing of the Thunder Calamity, every fiber of his flesh and blood had been tempered, radiating an incomparably brilliant divine glow.

More importantly, he saw that within his auspicious clouds, one of the Three Flowers, the one representing the essence of the physical body, was no longer in the form of a flower bud.

The immortal flower swayed, on the verge of blooming, neither fully open nor closed.

After passing the Thunder Calamity, he had broken through this barrier of worldly toil.

Fang Longye's profound physical attainments were finally able to be manifested, causing the Essence Flower to grow rapidly to this stage.

"The Thunder Calamity has passed, next is the Fire Calamity!" Fang Longye muttered, "However, the Fire Calamity targets the primordial spirit. This step must be slowed down; it cannot be rushed~"

Fang Longye did not think that his attainments in the primordial spirit could compare to his physical body.

Do not look at how he rarely used physical combat when facing enemies in his daily life. But among essence, energy, and spirit, his attainments in the physical body were the most profound, while his primordial spirit was the weakest.

In terms of purity and toughness, he certainly did not lack confidence. But the Fire Calamity tested more than just these.

Not to mention anything else, his cultivation regarding his state of mind is not very good.

After some thought, Fang Longye came back to his senses and chuckled, thinking to himself: "I won't think about that much for now; it is time to go and bid farewell to the senior, Lu Ya~"

A vast expanse of blue sea.

The waves glittered and rippled, layer upon layer.

In the void, spatial rifts formed from time to time. Appearing and vanishing in an instant, a human figure shuttled through them, constantly leaping and soaring.

It was none other than Fang Longye, who had bid farewell to Lu Ya and departed from Tang Valley.

Following his promotion to Golden Immortal, due to the blessing of the Grotto-Heaven within his body, he was already able to tear through space and perform spatial displacement.

"Hoo~"

After emerging from a spatial rift behind him, Fang Longye let out a breath and did not break through any more spatial nodes to traverse the void.

Instead, cloud light emerged beneath his feet, and he began to fly.

"My realm is still insufficient, and my power is not enough!" While flying, Fang Longye sighed.

Although he was already able to tear through space to travel, because his power was limited, he could only appear ten thousand miles away each time he broke through a spatial node.

This distance was far inferior to the speed of his direct flight.

Not to mention supernatural abilities like Deep Abyss Shrinking Earth, even ordinary cloud-riding was much faster than forcibly tearing through space when it came to traveling.

Furthermore, when forcibly tearing through space to traverse the void, one had to deal with violent spatial torrents; when the two were weighed against each other,

using this method to travel was truly not worth it.

Of course, this is not to say that this method of tearing through space is useless.

In combat, it is a powerful means. Sometimes, it is even more useful than the supernatural ability of Flying Body Tracing.

After all, Flying Body Tracing is a type of technique, whereas the method Fang Longye used for spatial displacement relied on hard power to forcibly tear through space.

The two are not the same thing.

While in the Tang Valley Secret Realm, he had not felt it. Only after leaving Tang Valley did Fang Longye perceive a major change after his promotion to Golden Immortal.

He had previously successively smelted the Canghai Map and the Wu Clan Essence Blood, so he had gained considerable talent in the aspect of space.

And after leaving Tang Valley, he realized that by relying on his affinity for the Dao of space, he could actually utilize the special relationship between himself and his Divine Golden Body to perform long-distance spatial travel.

Previously, he could only use his main body to Jieyin and summon the Divine Golden Body, but now he could perform two-way travel.

Of course, this is because the special connection between the Divine Golden Body and him is a special case. Apart from this, his usual range for tearing through space could only be maintained at around ten thousand miles.

However, this was already an unexpected joy. It could be said to have greatly enhanced his ability to escape and his capacity for maneuvering when facing irresistible forces.

Therefore, after returning to his dojo, far away in Beiju Luzhou, in an instant by using this method,

he only stayed for half a month, arranged some matters, and then shuttled back to the East Sea.

The gains from his trip to Tang Valley made his idea of traveling in all directions to seek opportunities and fortune even firmer.

And now, he was planning to continue his previous plan and first take a trip to Huaguo Mountain.

Flying along the direction sensed by Heavenly Secrets, he suddenly stopped his steps and turned his head to look to the left.

This was because he discovered that an Aura, which was not unfamiliar, was revealed in a place extremely far away in this direction.

(End of this chapter)