Chapter 290: Myriad Heavens: In

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Protagonist:

Jiang Xuan

A strange phenomenon suddenly arose above Shi Cun; red glow like a dragon tornado pierced straight into the Jiu Xiao.

Boy sat in meditation beneath the Willow Tree, his whole body densely covered in runes.

His tender body erupted with the ultimate power of the Blood Moving Realm — over a hundred thousand jin of divine strength; his qi and blood roared, actually condensing into nine blood-colored volcanoes in the void.

Life essence qi like magma dripped down, causing the grass and trees within ten zhang to grow into towering giant trees.

"Boom——"

When the tenth rune volcano rose from the ground, the Heavenly Vault suddenly split open with pitch-black cracks, and thunder clouds pressed down.

Old Patriarch Shi Yunfeng's bone staff trembled; he realized with alarm that this was no ordinary lightning.

"This lightning is striking at Boy!!"

The first divine lightning struck down; Boy's hair instantly scorched and withered.

He instinctively circulated the precious technique Jiang Xuan had taught him; thunder dao runes emerged in his palm and actually devoured thirty percent of the lightning.

"Master, look!"

Boy discovered with delight that the runes inside his body were reorganizing, "This lightning is helping me cultivate the precious technique!"

The words had just fallen when another divine lightning transformed into a Vermilion Bird form and dove down.

Shi Hao trod the Suan Ni Technique into the air, his arms spread like Kun Peng Wings, forcibly tearing the lightning bird into two halves.

Beneath the charred black skin emerged a lustrous precious light — he was actually using heavenly thunder to temper his body.

"Stinky brat, don't run into the Spirit Medicine Field!"

Jiang Xuan watched the figure leaping up and down amid the purple lightning, quite helpless.

With a casual wave, the lightning retreated.

When the final divine lightning dissipated and Boy staggered to the ground, nine Cave Heavens revolved behind him like a star ring.

The most bizarre was the furnace-shaped Cave Heaven; within it a furnace phantom floated, unexpectedly coinciding perfectly with his innate divine ability.

"Nine Cave Heavens!"

Shi Qingfeng's Ancestor Grandfather was so excited his beard and hair trembled, "Ordinary cultivators bitterly cultivate for a hundred years to gain one Cave Heaven; even the Heaven's Pride of the Imperial Capital need three years to grind out one."

"Even a Human Emperor has never achieved nine Cave Heavens……"

The words had not fallen when that Furnace Cave Heaven suddenly whale-swallowed essence qi from all eight directions; the other eight Cave Heavens, drawn by it, actually revolved on their own like stars surrounding the moon.

Jiang Xuan gazed at the phenomenon of laws interweaving, not the least bit surprised; Boy is the future Desolate Heavenly Emperor.

Doing what others cannot — basic operation.

Recalling that ten Cave Heavens can smelt the unique divine ring, evolving the world within the body.

As charred old skin fell off with a rustle, Boy's whole body bloomed with glass-like precious light.

Within his Five Viscera and Six Bowels, rune chains could faintly be seen winding — this is the sign of the ultimate Blood Moving Realm flesh perfectly fusing with the Cave Heaven Realm.

He curiously poked his smoking hair, then suddenly widened his eyes: "My Supreme Furnace is solidifying!"

Mysterious runes circulated on his chest, unexpectedly resonating with the Furnace Cave Heaven.

A Willow God Branch brushed past; from within the chaotic mist came the sound of the Dao: "Using tribulation lightning as hammer, Cave Heaven as furnace, can forge an indestructible body."

Boy nodded as if half-understanding, yet did not notice the lingering lightning patterns at his hair tips quietly seeping into his bone marrow.

"I want to open Ten Cave Heavens!" After hearing Jiang Xuan recount ancient secrets, Boy's eyes shone as he pointed at the furnace: "Look, doesn't this lightning pattern look like the prototype of the tenth Cave Heaven?"

Old Patriarch exclaimed in admiration, looking at his own Cave Heaven; he had undergone trial in the Hongmeng Dao Tree and also gained much.

However, at this moment it appeared dim and lusterless: "Decades of cultivation, gained six Cave Heavens, not worth half a day's work ah."

Jiang Xuan watched the youth chasing lightning patterns running wildly through the village, laughing: "He may be able to break the limits of the Eight Domains."

"The tribulation you summoned is quite interesting." After a long while, Willow God spoke.

"In the era I am in, without tribulation lightning one cannot be called Heaven's Pride."

"The era you are in?" A Willow God Branch trembled.

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Jiang Xuan stood with hands behind his back atop the clouds, his pupils reflecting the cooking smoke of Shi Cun.

A five-year-old child, a single shake of his arm holds twelve thousand jin of divine strength; his qi and blood like a dragon soar into the sky.

How is this a mundane child?

Clearly an Ancient Era great power reincarnated and re-cultivating!

When Boy broke through the Blood Moving Realm, the Jiu Xiao' thunder clouds surged like a raging sea; brilliant heavenly might transformed into three thousand tribulation lights hanging down.

Yet Boy used his flesh body to hard-block the lightning tribulation, refining divine lightning into the foundation of Cave Heavens.

Now nine Cave Heavens float behind him, chaotic qi pervading; within each Cave Heaven sun, moon, mountains and rivers evolve — a full three years ahead of the original trajectory.

"Invincible among peers." Jiang Xuan sighed lightly, his fingertip brushing the void and stirring ripples.

Those so-called Ancient Era remnant species cubs that claim to suppress the current era are mere clay chickens and tile dogs in his eyes.

Even the Gold-Winged Great Peng's descendants would likely find it hard to block a single punch from Boy.

With such heaven-defying talent, even if those Ancient Freaks sealed in Divine Sources in the Upper Realm awaken, their Dao hearts would probably shatter.

Jiang Xuan sees such a day: Heaven's Pride of the Jiu Xiao and Ten Earths bleeding, heirs of Longevity Clans suppressed until they cannot lift their heads; so-called First Generation, Double Pupil bearers all become jokes before Boy.

Even more terrifying, this monster genius's cultivation speed is still skyrocketing; the profound mysteries of the Hongmeng Dao Tree's fortune have already become the ladder to heaven beneath his feet.

Boy is destined to walk the path of severing the Past Ages alone; so-called peer contention has long lost meaning.

Perhaps only a certain Eating People Old Demon would have the Qualification to be his Rival.

Twilight Gradually dyed the eaves of Shi Cun; Figures shuttled beneath the ancient tree at the village entrance.

Two years passed, and Boy turned seven.

The seven-year-old Boy lay on the Bamboo Bed hugging a jar of warm beast milk.

He was about to leave Shi Cun.

He was going to the Butian Pavilion to cultivate.

About to set foot on the long journey, At This Moment he still resembled a gluttonous young beast, wanting to drink his fill of beast milk.

Shou Hou's mother and the other village women packed Boy's luggage while chattering: "Once this child leaves, even the stove will grow three parts colder."

"Boy has never left the village." Shi Linhu's deep voice cut through the cooking smoke. "But a fledgling eagle must eventually leave the nest! Back then the Blood Moving Realm shook the Great Wilderness; now the Cave Heaven Realm must make the Eight Domains Tremble!"

Shi Qingfeng wiped a Bone Arrow and Light Laughed: "Uncle Linhu, two years ago in the Xu Shen Jie that 'Tie Guo Ao Ru Nai' stele inscription..."

"Cough!" Clan Chief Shi Yunfeng interrupted in time, his gaze sweeping over Bi Ti Wa in the corner holding back laughter.

Everyone Tacitly changed the subject, carefully packing the Dried Fierce Beast Meat into the Rattan Box.

Some Secrets, in the end, must be left for the departing youth to guard himself.

Inside the side room milk fragrance steamed; Jiang Xuan gazed at his disciple's bulging cheeks, fingertips unconsciously Caressing the Crack on the Alchemy Furnace.

This child can always break through gravity at solemn moments, just like now — clearly the hour of parting, yet hard-generated into a scene of afternoon snack-stealing by the sucking sounds.

"When you go... don't let anyone see you drinking milk." He ultimately couldn't hold back the admonition.

"Master wrongs me!" The youth was so Anxious he knocked over the Earthenware Jar; milky white Liquid dripped down the table edge. "Qingfeng said I weaned last month!"

Jiang Xuan lightly brushed the milk stain from the corner of his mouth; from his sleeve slid a Jade bottle engraved with a Taotie pattern: "If you really crave it, use this to hold it." Inside the Jade bottle, dense hidden Array Patterns glowed faintly.

When the Morning Star leapt onto the treetop, Shi Hao shouldered a bundle stuffed with Spirit Medicine and mounted the green-scaled eagle.

He looked back at Shi Cun one last time, seeing Master standing on the roof ridge; moonlight stretched that Figure lonely and straight as a spear.

The youth did not know that inside the sleeve pocket of that Green Robe were still hidden Thirty-seven Jars of beast milk sealed with Ice Marrow.

(Chapter End)