Chapter 323

Will Luo Fu also achieve the Twelve-Petal Bloom?

"Human Luo Fu." The beast Kunpeng and numerous demonic deities carried a hint of fear deep within their pupils.

Fear before battle.

This was the feeling now in the hearts of these demonic clan elders.

Or rather, these demonic deities had not even noticed the shift within their own hearts.

It could only be said that everything Luo Fu had endured during his Tribulation Crossing had already planted fear in the hearts of these demonic deities.

"Luo Fu will surely achieve the Twelve-Petal Bloom, just like the Father God." Zu Wu Zhurong declared with certainty.

"That's right." The other Zu Wu all nodded in agreement.

After all, at this moment, Luo Fu was, in their eyes, the Father God himself—the Father God reincarnated.

"Luo Fu, you have already surpassed your master." Saint Tongtian looked at Luo Fu's Eleven-Petal Bloom and spoke with satisfaction.

After all, that was a level comparable to their teacher, Ancestor Hongjun.

"Tongtian, younger brother, this may still not be Luo Fu's ultimate limit." Master Yuanshi gazed slowly at Luo Fu's Triple Blossom atop his head.

"Indeed." Saint Tongtian smiled faintly. "Let us watch further."

Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin said nothing; their eyes widened as they stared at the changes in Luo Fu's Triple Blossom.

What a disciple—if he were ours, how wonderful it would be.

The Western Teachings would truly flourish.

That would be an absolute certainty.

Thus, Luo Fu's Triple Blossom continued to bloom, transforming from eleven petals into twelve petals.

Twelve-Petal Bloom.

Unprecedented—this was an omen only the legendary Pangu, the Great God, was said to possess.

Previously, all had merely hoped; now, it was definitively confirmed.

At this moment, Luo Fu's innate talent might already rival that of the legendary Pangu, the Great God who opened heaven and earth.

"Twelve-Petal Bloom!" Saint Tongtian laughed heartily.

At this moment, Saint Tongtian believed his disciple had already gained the ability to attain the Hunyuan Dao.

The ability to independently attain the Hunyuan Dao.

Suddenly.

Saint Tongtian's laughter ceased abruptly; even the demonic and ancestral clan elders widened their eyes.

Originally, the Twelve-Petal Bloom should have been the limit.

But what they could never have imagined was—

Luo Fu's Triple Blossom continued to bloom further.

Thirteen petals, fourteen petals, fifteen petals…

As the Triple Blossom kept blooming, the assembled elders were stunned—and gradually numb.

What was happening?

Why had Luo Fu's Triple Blossom not stopped blooming? Why was it still expanding?

When Luo Fu's Triple Blossom reached eighteen petals, it finally halted.

Eighteen-Petal Bloom.

Remember, the legendary Pangu, who slew the Chaotic Demons and stood one step from attaining Dao, had only achieved Twelve-Petal Bloom.

Eighteen-Petal Bloom—what terrifying talent that was.

It was six petals more than Pangu's.

Six petals—that was not a small gap like one or two petals; it was an immense difference.

"Eighteen-Petal Bloom—that is the limit."

Feeling the power of his Triple Blossom, Luo Fu silently thought.

His accumulation and current innate talent had reached their maximum.

Thus, Luo Fu had tested the limits of his present potential.

Eighteen-Petal Bloom was even greater than the legendary Pangu, the Great God.

Yet Luo Fu knew that exposing such talent would be extremely dangerous for his future.

Not just from other Zhunsheng elders.

Even the Saints—or perhaps Ancestor Hongjun himself—might turn their gaze upon him.

But now, with sufficient accumulation, Luo Fu felt he no longer needed to fear it excessively.

Because reaching Da Luo was not the final step in his power growth.

The growth of his maxed-out comprehension was the true source of Luo Fu's earth-shattering transformation.

Just as when he broke through from Jin Xian to Taiyi Jin Xian, his power did not increase much—but his comprehension grew, bringing Luo Fu an earth-shattering change.

"Triple Blossom—bloom, then bear fruit."

A mysterious force suddenly wrapped around the Triple Blossom atop his head.

Unlike other cultivators in the Primordial World who broke through to Da Luo and merely formed the Triple Blossom, Luo Fu would cause his Triple Blossom to nurture its own Dao Fruit.

The Triple Blossom was a transformation of the soul.

But now, Luo Fu would condense his soul into a fruit.

Once the Triple Blossom bore fruit, his own Dao Fruit would emerge.

As for what kind of fruit the Triple Blossom would bear—

Even Luo Fu himself could not predict it.

Above the void, the three flowers that had once bloomed spun slowly, and then the outer petals began to curl inward.

They formed three bud-like entities.

"Shhh…"

The three buds turned into beams of light that merged into Luo Fu's crown.

…………………………

Above the heavens.

Several Saints stared in stunned silence.

"Eighteen-petaled flowers bloomed—what is this situation?" Saint Zhunti murmured.

Luo Fu's current state had surpassed Saint Zhunti's own understanding.

After all, even the legendary Pangu Grand God had only achieved twelve-petaled flowers; Luo Fu had accomplished the unthinkable—eighteen-petaled flowers.

What did this signify?

"Younger brother, this means Luo Fu's disciple may one day surpass even Pangu Grand God," Jieyin said slowly.

Though the number of petals does not directly indicate power, it can still reflect potential.

"Eighteen-petaled flowers?" Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun exchanged bitter smiles.

In the past, they had thought Luo Fu's talent insufficient.

Now, looking back, it was clearly them slapping their own faces.

How could Luo Fu's talent be insufficient?

If Luo Fu's talent still wasn't enough, then what were they?

"Tongtian, you've taken on an excellent disciple," Laozi sighed. "Huh…"

Suddenly, Laozi's expression hardened.

For he saw Luo Fu's top three flowers suddenly contract, transforming into bud-like forms.

The top three flowers could behave like this?

Laozi admitted he had never seen such a thing before.

"Younger brother Tongtian, do you know what your disciple Luo Fu is doing?" Laozi asked involuntarily.

"I don't know," Tongtian hesitated, then shook his head.

Even before, Tongtian hadn't understood what each step meant for Luo Fu, let alone now.

"Perhaps we should simply ask Luo Fu directly—he might know something?" Laozi said.

"Boom…"

As the many Saints remained stunned by Luo Fu's eighteen-petaled flowers and the unusual transformation of his top three flowers,

A terrifying thunderclap echoed above the heavens.