Chapter 1395

"The Ten Thousand Forms Seed?!"

Upon hearing Tan Tai Lan's words, Li Luo's eyes flickered with momentary confusion, then filled with bewilderment, for he had never heard this name before.

Even Li Li Jingzhe had never mentioned this thing.

Yet he could sense the faint hum emanating from the incomplete mysterious golden wheel within his body, as if stirred by this long-forgotten term.

After a long while, Li Luo's emotions gradually settled, and he murmured, "I've only heard of Sacred Seeds and Original Seeds—what exactly is this so-called Ten Thousand Forms Seed?"

Jiang Jiang Qinge beside him also looked puzzled and surprised.

Tan Tai Lan weighed her words carefully and said, "Do you know the ultimate limit of the Original Seed?"

Li Luo recalled the secrets Li Li Jingzhe had once revealed, and immediately nodded, speaking softly, "Grandfather said the limit of the Original Seed is… the Tenth Form!"

Tenth Form!

The moment those three words were spoken, it seemed as if a mysterious force caused the void here to momentarily stagnate.

It represents the pinnacle of this world.

"Tenth Form…"

Tan Tai Lan also nodded with a touch of awe, and even she, facing this term, carried a hint of reverence in her eyes.

"The Original Seed indeed has the potential to evolve into the Tenth Form—this is an ancient proverb passed down through the ages."

"But… this is merely one possibility."

Tan Tai Lan fixed her gaze on Li Luo and Jiang Jiang Qinge, and said slowly, "Yet even to this day, this possibility has never been truly proven."

"Although the Original Seed is rare, across the river of history to the present day, the Original Seed has never been unique to Jiang Qinge alone—let alone the 'Postnatal Original Seeds' evolved from Sacred Seeds."

"Yet even so, not a single Original Seed has ever truly evolved into the Tenth Form."

Li Luo blinked slightly and said, "So no one can even confirm whether the Tenth Form truly exists? Is this just a lie passed down from ancient times?"

Tan Tai Lan shook her head. "It's not a lie. Over countless eons, countless Li Tianwang-level beings have confirmed this: the Original Seed does indeed conceal the secret of the Tenth Form."

"But… that final step may simply be too difficult."

"Yet even if that step is so arduous, it remains the ultimate pursuit of countless beings—even Li Tianwang-level entities have spent their entire lives exploring it."

"Countless powerful beings, in their exploration of this path, refused to abandon it even as they passed away."

"The allure at the path's end is sufficient to make even the most brilliant prodigies of any age pursue it relentlessly, exhausting every ounce of their spirit."

"Moreover, many beings believe that on the day the Tenth Form is born, the chaos of this world will end, and this realm will usher in a new era—a previously unseen great age of cultivation."

Tan Tai Lan's voice was calm, yet her words stirred a profound, soul-shaking emotion within them, leaving their hearts unable to settle for a long time.

Li Luo and Jiang Jiang Qinge's gazes shifted—such secrets were beyond the reach of ordinary Marquis-level cultivators; the Tenth Form was likely a concept only those who reached the King-level could even contemplate or explore.

"Precisely because of the allure of the Tenth Form, and because the Original Seed has never once evolved into it, throughout history, there have always been extraordinary geniuses who sought alternative paths."

Tan Tai Lan's calm voice echoed within the stone pavilion veiled by spatial power: "The Wuxiang Holy Sect was the ancient sect that traveled furthest and deepest along this path."

"The Wuxiang Holy Sect was the true titan of its age—even Li Tianwang-level powers bowed before it. In that era, the Wuxiang Holy Sect had only one enemy: the Aberrants."

"Precisely because of the Wuxiang Holy Sect's might, the Aberrants were entirely sealed within the Shadow World, unable to erupt as they do now, sporadically unleashing calamities and invading our world."

"Yet even the Wuxiang Holy Sect, as powerful as it was, could not completely eradicate the Aberrants."

"Thus, through the accumulated efforts and calculations of countless generations of predecessors, the Wuxiang Holy Sect forged a new path—a path without precedent or successor."

Upon hearing this, Li Luo couldn't help but swallow hard—he already guessed what that path was.

Sure enough, Tan Tai Lan looked at him and spoke slowly, word by word: "That path is the Ten Thousand Forms Seed!"

"They believed that when the Ten Thousand Forms converged into one, perhaps they could take that final step and reach the Tenth Form."

"The Original Seed achieves ultimate purity; the Ten Thousand Forms Seed achieves ultimate complexity—this is a path entirely opposite to the Original Seed."

"To this end, the Wuxiang Holy Sect paid an unimaginable price, forging this astonishingly wondrous 'Ten Thousand Forms Seed,' which later became the symbol of every Wuxiang Holy Sect leader."

At this, Tan Tai Lan's lips curved into a faint smile. "So, in a certain sense, you—who carry the Ten Thousand Forms Seed—are also the leader of the Wuxiang Holy Sect."

Li Luo was speechless. The Wuxiang Holy Sect had long been buried beneath the dust of time—what did it matter whether he was its leader or not?

Yet for the sheer ambition of the Wuxiang Holy Sect, Li Luo was filled with awe—only a colossal power that dominated an entire age could have forged such a miraculous path.

Countless generations of predecessors had poured their blood and sweat into it.

"I never imagined my Ten Thousand Forms Seed had such a grand origin," Li Luo exclaimed in awe.

Then he remembered something and hurriedly asked, "This Ten Thousand Forms Seed sounds incredibly powerful, but… it never succeeded in evolving into the Tenth Form, right?"

Tan Tai Lan said, "Of course not—if it had succeeded, the Wuxiang Holy Sect would have stood eternal. How could it have vanished into the river of time?"

Li Luo grimaced. "So… this Ten Thousand Forms Seed is just like the Original Seed—a path that can't be proven."

Moreover, the number of Ten Thousand Forms Seeds is likely even rarer than Original Seeds, since Original Seeds have both innate and postnatal forms evolved from Sacred Seeds—statistically, the Original Seed still seems more reliable.

"You're truly ignorant and fearless," Tan Tai Lan snapped, jabbing Li Luo's forehead with a finger. "Do you have any idea how much blood and sacrifice the Wuxiang Holy Sect poured into forging this path? On this path alone, at least ten generations of Li Tianwang-level cultivators perished."

"Every step along the path's end is paved with the bones and spirit of our predecessors."

Li Luo nodded sheepishly.

"Then you two are truly blessed—to have found the Ten Thousand Forms Seed during one of the Wuxiang Holy Sect's accidental openings." Li Luo smiled ingratiatingly.

"This blessing… I don't even know if it's good or bad."

Tan Tai Lan sighed, her expression complex, then gently stroked Jiang Jiang Qinge's cheek with a look of tender gratitude.

"If not for Jiang Qinge's existence, my child and I might never have escaped that ruin—we nearly died there, both of us, because of this thing."