Chapter 829: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 829 Mayfly Divine Fire

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

The Heavenly Fire of the River of the Other Shore burned fiercely; within the light cocoon, the aura of the Nine-Headed Insect had reached its peak, glazed golden radiance flowing around it, the fusion of Heavenly Fire, Divine Soul, and Ling Mo origin seemingly arriving at the critical point.

At this moment, his eyes were tightly closed, his whole person immersed in a selfless tempering state, his perception of the outside world reduced to the lowest, unable to be distracted anymore.

Whether he could break through to the Spirit Severing stage depended on this time.

If successful, not only would his constitution, Spiritual Root, and Dharma Aspect undergo transformation.

The key was that his cultivation would be stronger than that of a cultivator who had just entered the Spirit Severing stage.

For this opportunity, he had not only absorbed all the bloodlines of the Luo River Bei Clan, but also killed many cultivators and demons, therefore he could not fail.

Seeing this, Xu Zhangqing no longer endured: "The time has come!"

As the words fell, six colors flowed around his body, and that Chaos Dharma Aspect of several zhang in diameter completely manifested, no longer a faint illusion, but sitting behind him like something substantial.

Outside the qi mass, five-colored chaotic currents surged like a tide; inside, Qingbai Thunder collided wildly, the pressure capable of destroying heaven and earth instantly sweeping through the entire Qiong Valley, even the burning Heavenly Fire paused for a moment, space rippling layer upon layer under the Chaos pressure, as if it would shatter in the next second.

Xu Zhangqing raised his right hand and pressed down, speaking in a deep voice: "Five-Colored Divine Light!"

This was not ordinary Five-Colored Divine Light, but the ultimate divine ability under the Extreme Grade Nascent Soul Mid-Stage, the gathering of Five Spirit Roots, and the empowerment of the Chaos Dharma Aspect.

Only to see five dazzling spiritual lights—gold white, wood green, water black, fire red, earth yellow—burst forth from the Dharma Aspect, instantly condensing into a five-colored light curtain spanning the riverbed, appearing soundless and silent, yet containing the terrifying power to crush everything.

Swish!

The Five-Colored Divine Light fell; the Heavenly Fire of the River of the Other Shore first churned violently, then was forcibly suppressed and assimilated; the originally fiercely burning golden fire waves instantly dropped by half, the destructive aura in the flames neutralized by Chaos Power, leaving only the pure fire origin.

The rocks around the riverbed crumbled inch by inch under the pressure of the divine light, turning into sky-filling stone powder, even space was brushed into twisting deformation, fine spatial cracks emerging one after another, constantly devouring the surrounding Decay Qi and fire aura.

The depths of Qiong Valley trembled violently, changing from gloomy and strange to bright as day, even the mist in the distance shaken away by this terrifying power.

Within the light cocoon, the Nine-Headed Insect finally sensed the crisis; he abruptly opened his eyes, his gaze full of disbelief: "Who?

Who wants to harm me!"

Just as he finished speaking, the Five-Colored Divine Light had brushed onto his body.

At this moment, the Nine-Headed Insect was at the most critical stage of transformation; his Divine Soul fused with Heavenly Fire and Ling Mo origin to the final step, all his power concentrated on tempering his Spiritual Root and body, unable to spare a single bit of mana to activate divine abilities or Magic Treasures.

He could only watch as the Five-Colored Divine Light swept over, instantly wrapping him, the entire world filled with five colors, unable to hear any sound by his ear, only the Five Elements Power contained in the divine light madly tearing at his flesh and blood.

Ah!

A shrill scream to the extreme burst from the Nine-Headed Insect's mouth; his body, tempered by Heavenly Fire into something like a Glazed Golden Body, instantly cracked under the washing of the Five-Colored Divine Light, countless fine cracks spreading from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, the skin originally glowing with golden light peeling off inch by inch.

The Heavenly Fire fused into his body could no longer be imprisoned at this moment, leaking out crazily along the cracks, transforming into strands of golden beacon smoke gushing forth, instantly colliding with the Five-Colored Divine Light.

The Nine-Headed Insect's cultivation plummeted at a visible speed, falling from Nascent Soul Perfection to Nascent Soul Mid-Stage, with no sign of stopping.

The aura of Yin Evil Power and Heavenly Fire origin intertwined around his body completely fell into chaos, no longer possessing the previous profundity and power.

"No!"

"I am unwilling!"

"Just one step away!"

The Nine-Headed Insect's eyes were about to split; he knew he was powerless to turn the tide, but even if he had to die, he would drag the entire Qiong Valley down with him, especially the fellow who ambushed him, to be buried together.

Therefore he mobilized the remaining mana in his body, disregarding the cracking of his body, crazily attracting the Heavenly Fire in the River of the Other Shore that had not yet been assimilated.

The tide of Heavenly Fire, burning all things to ashes!

In an instant, from the cracked patterns at the bottom of the River of the Other Shore, the remaining Heavenly Fire gushed out crazily; a golden fire wave like a tsunami swept through the entire Qiong Valley, the high temperature soaring to the extreme, even space burned into crazy twisting, as if it would be melted into nothingness.

Wherever the fire wave passed, rocks, bones, and withered wood all turned to flying ash; the Decay Qi in the depths of Qiong Valley was ignited by the Heavenly Fire, forming a terrifying Fire Sea, as if it would devour the entire Qiong Valley, and even the Rotten Moss Plain.

Xu Zhangqing saw this in his eyes, expressionlessly saying: "Just a dying struggle!"

He moved his mind, and the Qingbai Thunder within the Chaos Dharma Aspect surged violently.

Immediately he formed hand seals with both hands, then chanted the mantra:

"One thought thunder arises, one thought thunder ceases,

Ten thousand thunders return to one, Zixiao Divine Thunder!"

Just as the words fell, clouds gathered above Qiong Valley, not ordinary dark clouds, but thunder clouds carrying a Chaos aura.

Countless purple lightning bolts shuttled and roared within the clouds; the thunder spiritual energy of heaven and earth madly gathered toward Xu Zhangqing's palm, finally condensing into a purple Divine Thunder over a zhang in diameter, surrounded by Chaos aura.

This was the Zixiao Divine Thunder!

Its falling speed was extreme; all obstacles such as soil and rocks turned to powder in an instant, even space was torn open with a pitch-black crack, and in the blink of an eye it struck the Nine-Headed Insect who had drawn the tide of Heavenly Fire.

Boom!!!

A heaven-shaking loud sound; the power of the Zixiao Divine Thunder far exceeded imagination, instantly shattering the tide of Heavenly Fire drawn by the Nine-Headed Insect.

The power of thunder madly tore at the Nine-Headed Insect's Divine Soul and body; he could not even utter a final scream before his body melted inch by inch under the terrifying might of the Divine Thunder.

The power of Heavenly Fire and Ling Mo origin both turned to nothingness, not a single bit of dregs or a strand of remnant soul left, as if he had never appeared in this world.

After the Divine Thunder dissipated and the Five-Colored Divine Light receded, Qiong Valley returned to calm.

The Heavenly Fire of the River of the Other Shore gradually extinguished, leaving only the terrifying scars left by the Divine Thunder and Heavenly Fire attacks.

Xu Zhangqing withdrew the Chaos Dharma Aspect, and the aura around his body gradually calmed.

He slowly walked toward the River of the Other Shore; spiritual light surged in his palm, slowly drawing and gathering the remaining Heavenly Fire power in the riverbed.

Those Heavenly Fires turned into strands of golden flames, gathering under the wrapping of spiritual light, finally forming a fist-sized flame Light Ball.

Xu Zhangqing lowered his eyelids: "This is the Mayfly Divine Fire?"

Its appearance was extremely strange; the flame was born and died like a golden mayfly, burning without sound, yet emitting a terrifying power capable of twisting space.

If it were ordinary Heavenly Fire, it definitely would not be like this.

It must be because it contained the Nascent Soul mana and powerful Divine Soul of the Nine-Headed Insect.

Now, besides a wisp of Mysterious Yellow Qi, he had also Obtained a Group Tour of Mayfly Divine Fire.

Xu Zhangqing put it into his Personal Space: "This thing can both Temper the body and Spiritual Root, and purify Evil Force; it will definitely be Useful in the future!"