Chapter 370: Desiring Ten Thousand Forms

A peerless Grand Master?

The moment the thought flashed through his mind, Li Yuan abandoned the idea of entering the Daoist's trial.

"The Dragon Daoist should know. Let's ask him first..."

After pondering for a while, Li Yuan resumed controlling the Split-Sea Profound Whale Hammer. The spirit of the Profound Whale was utterly submissive, offering not even a shred of resistance.

Then, he rose, walked back through the archway again. This time, he controlled only the Split-Sea Profound Whale Hammer, having unloaded the three Thunder-Drone Jun Heaven Hammers.

【Entry Permitted: True Disciple Trial】

"This archway is a bit rigid. No, perhaps it simply hasn't encountered a disciple capable of flexibly adjusting their talents."

Seeing the True Disciple Trial still available, Li Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. He still wanted to take the True Disciple Trial. Setting aside everything else, just to grind a few rounds of the Profound Whale Duel Hammers would be worth it.

He didn't know if there were benefits to being a True Disciple, but skipping the True Disciple Trial would likely be a loss.

"Try again."

Cursing inwardly, the little tiger cub was truly helpless. It could only jump back onto the windowsill, yawned, and fell asleep again.

"It's broken!"

After falling asleep, I also forgot to release control of the Crimson Blood Patterned Dragon Armor.

This swing of the Fangtian Fangtian Huaji moved like a thunderbolt, yet was incredibly slow.

I looked up and saw blinding Jin Guang.

Han Tong placed the food box on the ground, counted on his fingers: "That was nearly a month ago. Calculating the time, the medicine should be nearly consumed, right?"

"Thousand Forms, Ten Thousand Forms..."

Open the door!

Ling Dan knew that point well; he felt Duan Yong still possessed immense potential.

Relying solely on bitter cultivation to reach a thousand forms, I feel is impossible. Not to mention whether I can cultivate bitterly day after day for ten years, nor how complex hundreds of Wu Gong are. Even Duan Yong alone gives me a headache.

In fact, the speed of that giant man was no match for mine, but that Ling Xiang...

Boom!

Eight meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, and one soup. Still the same few items. Your Excellency, please eat more? It's been so long; the pills on your person should be nearly consumed, right?

"Junior Uncle Han."

Yan Yan Chunyang's heart tightened. Without a second thought, he surged forward, his entire body's Li Yuan True Qi driven to the extreme, as if facing a great enemy.

Li Yuan, whose body was chasing Wan Wan Leishi in the Land of Spiritual Light, trembled. He scattered into points of light, weaving and transforming, once again forming the image of that giant man.

After the cooldown interval passed, Li Yuan retook control of the Thunder-Drone Jun Heaven Hammers, steadied his mind, and stepped into the True Disciple Trial.

"No wonder he is a peerless Grand Master. That Ling Xiang must be a Divine-level Ling Xiang... If you could penetrate Yin and Yang, Li Yuan would not necessarily be inferior to that strange bird."

Hoo-hoo~

"The best method is still to control Divine Weapons, like the Mirage Dragon Whip or the Crimson Blood Patterned Dragon Armor. Find a dozen or so Divine Weapons capable of altering one's bone structure, and that will be enough."

Choosing between the Thunder Dragon based on Hundred Forms and the Thunder Dragon based on Ten Thousand Forms is self-evident.

"That depends on when the imperial court sends someone."

Regarding the image of that giant man, Ling Dan had actually completed the initial deduction. More than ten days ago, he had even combined the form of the Thunder Dragon within Duan Yong's Mi Jing.

"Get lost!"

"Hoo~"

Even after experiencing it many times, Ling Dan still found it magnificent. That halberd strike might not compare to the First Blade of Subduing Demons, but when wielded by a Grand Master, its ferocity far surpasses Wan Wan Zhuliu's refined filth.

"My Ling Xiang's speed is too slow."

"Li Yuan is the core; that cannot be changed."

As Ling Dan sprinted wildly, he felt as though he were running amidst an apocalypse of collapsing heavens and shattering earth. One step late meant being crushed to dust. After only ten-plus moves, he was forced to activate the hammer of that giant man.

He had no intention of engaging that giant man in combat; he only wanted to test if he could last a hundred moves by maneuvering with Zhong Gong.

Even if the Dragon-Tiger Pill is excellent, it lasts at most half a year. Those dozen or so pills afterwards, though seemingly few, with my current digestion ability, would barely last half a year at best.

A moment later, the little tiger cub let out a huge burp. Dawn broke. Seeing the bright and clear morning, the heart was unexpectedly at peace, and the matter of losing the weapon and the attendant was forgotten.

Swish!

The giant man stepped forward and raised his halberd.

Hiss!

Ling Dan wiped a layer of cold sweat. In the end, the entire arena was shrouded in Jin Guang. That strange bird spread its wings and flew, moving with incredible slowness yet possessing unparalleled agility.

"Fierce!"

Shrouded in mist, one could not see the giant man's face, yet that wild and domineering aura left a deep impression.

The moment he saw that giant bird, Duan Yong sensed something was wrong. He activated the hammer of that giant man, changing positions with the Four Appearances of the Cloud Dragon, but he was still a step too late.

The buff from the hammer of that giant man was immediately effective. Although it could not be sustained for long, Ling Dan chose to activate it intermittently: dodge when necessary, activate for a burst, then dodge again.

"Duan Yong's ability to integrate all forms must be preserved."

But this time, he extracted the Hundred Beasts Li Yuan. Although the Thunder Dragon was formed, it had lost Li Yuan. After hesitating, he chose to continue the deduction.

Maintaining the visualization, Ling Dan lay down.

Duan Yong extended his hand. As True Qi wove together, it transformed into an eight-foot Li Yuan. Li Yuan moved behind him, emitting silent dragon roars as if in pain.

Boom!

Amidst the wild wind, Ling Dan drifted like straw, unstable. Let alone approaching within a hundred zhang, even from a distance of one li, he felt his heart grow hot.

Inside the room, Duan Yong suddenly opened his eyes. Cold sweat slid down instantly. His eyelids twitched wildly, and his heart still trembled with lingering fear.

"Han Tong!"

"Hoo~"

"The essence of Old Han's Hundred Beasts Li Yuan lies in integrating all forms. Even if it transforms into Duan Yong, as the number of integrated forms increases, it will inevitably become a Divine-level Ling Xiang."

The giant bird let out a long cry; its wings spread, and every single feather on its wings, sharp as flying swords, emitted a "clink-clink" sound.

Daoist Li calmed his spirit and observed the opposite side with great interest.

Ling Dan lifted the heavy hammer in one breath; when I entered the passage, I had not yet mastered the "Hundred Beast Spirit Boots."

The Spirit Form is about to move.

Always shy.

Compared to that giant man who barely survived a hundred moves in the trial of the True Transmission of the Health Preservation Sect, the one before his eyes surpasses him in both strength and speed.

Han Tong pushed open the door; on the peach tree, Duan Duan Yongyou sat cross-legged, seemingly circulating true qi, and the sound of true qi flowing within my body could be faintly heard.

Upon entering, Ling Dan's eyes instantly lit up, but I had no intention of counterattacking; the heavy hammer was raised and danced horizontally, serving only to resist the spreading force.

Relying on the surging immense strength, I had just barely dodged that halberd strike.

Han Tong glanced at me.

If Duan Yong was somewhat determined before, now he is extremely certain.

Hai Shan Xuan Wei turned the bead bracelet in his hand, his eyes burning hot: "How long do you intend to detain this Marquis?"

After dozens of moves, my body of true qi appeared flickering and unstable, while the giant man chasing me suddenly stopped.

Immediately after dodging, it returned to normal.

"That little guy is getting fiercer the more he fights!"

"That little guy is getting fiercer the more he fights!"

In an instant, I lost all perception of color, light, scent, and sound; within my vision, only that Fangtian Fangtian Huaji halberd remained, along with its owner's will, which was as solid as a substance.

My Lord... no matter what thousand methods he employs, one halberd strike will sever them.

"My speed is not like yours!"

Li Yuan of the Hundred Forms might be abandoned, but Li Yuan of the Thousand Forms, or even the Ten Thousand Forms, is different; this equally affects Duan Yongtu's ultimate achievement.

Ling Dan sat up, panting heavily; my Zhong Gong was already extremely good, and with the enhancement of the Hundred Beast Spirit Boots, I considered myself faster than ordinary Grandmasters.

The courtyard was small, containing only eight small rooms, a water vat inside the yard, and a rotten peach tree.

That giant man stood holding the Fangtian Fangtian Huaji halberd; golden light like a tide surrounded his body, and in that space, a strange bird with wings spanning over ten zhang, seemingly formed of pure gold, materialized before him.

"Spirit Form, Spirit Form..."

"Dragon Tiger Temple, Brother Zhongli Wang Luan."

At that moment, the entire arena was filled with rushing air waves, like a vicious dragon overturning the river and sea, its momentum reaching the extreme.

The moment that Fangtian Fangtian Huaji halberd was raised, Ling Dan felt a shock in his heart.

Which Daoist Master's disciple is it, sneaking into the rooms of the outer disciples?

"Seven" just slipped in?

In the familiar arena, Li Yuan looked toward the opposite passage; accompanied by low footsteps, the giant man holding the Fangtian Fangtian Huaji halberd reversed walked out slowly.

"Pfft"

Duan Yong, who integrates one hundred and eighty forms, in terms of rank, must be at least quasi-divine level; the reason for having no power to resist lies not with Li Yuan, but with myself.

Buzz

"Is that Spirit Form the Golden Winged Great Peng Bird?!"

"Squeal!"

With contemplation, Ling Dan closed his eyes; as usual, after sleeping, he listened to the various sounds of the ten thousand paths, memorized the useful ones, and only fell asleep when the sky was about to brighten.

Duan Yong tapped his foot and surged forward, urging the Cloud Dragon to appear four times; after shifting positions multiple times, he finally dodged that domineering halberd.

In situations not affecting visualization, organ refinement, or tempering true qi, relying on my current talent, it would take at least ten days to cultivate a medium-to-high grade Wu Gong to the Great Perfection, but such high-intensity training requires Duan Yong's support.

Glancing at the closed courtyard gate, Duan Duan Yongyou took the last Black Whale from his sleeve, his face twitched, and he put it back.

I shifted four times and changed positions over ten times; that strange bird turned accordingly, like a shadow following a form, piercing through every single position I had dodged.

"The people of the Star of the Ruptured Sea all have gigantism; they are often one or two zhang tall..."

"Pfft!"

Han Tong was not used to indulging; he picked up the food box and left. I was merely performing my official duties; if it weren't for the Sect Master's order, where would I have the willingness to deal with that brat?

"Combining the Form Transformation into the Spirit Form is truly a massive transformation..."

The surging Ling Dan's figure suddenly halted, then exploded into fragments entirely.

Buzz

At a certain moment, Hai Shan Xuan Wei opened his eyes and coughed up a mouthful of foul blood.

Hai Shan Xuan Wei's face was as calm as water.

Flee, flee!

A moment later, Ling Dan dispersed his true qi and ended the visualization and contemplation of the Thunder Dragon Diagram.

Fighting across realms is too difficult; regarding organ refinement to defeat a Grandmaster, although defeated, Yan Yan Chunyang showed no disturbance, only sighing that this Spirit Form was truly terrifying.

Tightly gripping the bead bracelet in his hand, Duan Duan Yongyou looked at his own shadow; after a long time, a wisp of shadow flowed along the shadow into his body.

Han Tong was no longer surprised; guarding this place for so many days, Duan Duan Yongyou had vomited blood at least seventy-something times.

"Got it."

Hoo~

At the Tiger Sect's main peak, in a remote area, Han Tong carried a food box, passed through layers of checkpoints, and arrived at a heavily guarded small courtyard.

"Marquis Yan, it's time to eat."

It is not a body of true qi; otherwise, Ling Dan felt he would break out in a sweat of heat.

"Seventy-seven days."