503: Chapter 520 Hunyuan!

The Cultivators who felt this commotion stopped what they were doing one after another; even those who were in the middle of a battle temporarily set aside their grievances and stayed their hands.

Some of them raised their heads, gazing far toward the horizon.

Others flew out of their Immortal Caves, leaped onto treetops, or climbed to mountain Peaks to look at the crack spanning across the sky.

Within the crack, Chaos surged.

A pillar of light descended from the crack, falling straight toward the earth. The pillar was over a hundred zhang thick, piercing through heaven and earth, its end nowhere in sight.

“What is going on? Could it be that a rare treasure is appearing!”

Someone cried out in alarm.

Many Loose Cultivators did not recognize the signs of this Heavenly Tribulation. They only saw the pillar of light, the surging Chaos within it, and the spiritual light escaping from the crack.

In their eyes, this was the sign of a rare treasure being born.

This was actually not hard to understand. After all, the Secret Realm was about to close, and the final Opportunity had finally appeared—it seemed quite reasonable!

Instantly, expressions of greed flooded the eyes of many.

It was naked and completely undisguised.

Some swallowed their saliva, some gripped their Magical Artifacts tightly, and some were swift and decisive, already beginning to move rapidly toward that direction.

Then, they saw a massive eye slowly emerge from the Chaos.

This eye was incredibly vast, so large it obscured half the sky, and so immense that every gaze it cast felt as heavy as a thousand jun.

It had no pupil and no white; there was only a deep expanse of Chaos.

It was not the eye of a living creature; it was like the Law itself, the Incarnation of order, the will of heaven and earth.

It was like a deity sitting atop the Nine Heavens, looking down at the ants beneath its feet.

The moment those greedy gazes met that eye, it was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over their heads.

Those Cultivators whose Dao Hearts were not stable enough felt their bodies stiffen, their faces turn pale, and their legs go weak. They could barely stand and nearly fell from the sky.

But there were actually some who knew what they were looking at.

For example, several Golden Core Cultivators from Blessed Land families.

They had recognized what it was the moment they saw the light of Chaos. It wasn't a rare treasure appearing; someone was Undergoing Tribulation.

Good heavens, someone really was making a Breakthrough.

And this commotion... could it be that they were charging toward the rank of... Nascent Soul True Monarch!

They looked at that pillar of light, their hearts filled with a complex mix of emotions.

They were all at Golden Core Perfection, and they had been stuck at that Perfection for decades or even a century.

They dreamed of taking that step, dreamed of becoming the top existence in the Profound Spirit Domain.

But they couldn't do it. Besides lacking talent, their luck and providence were also insufficient.

The path leading further to the upper levels was simply blocked off!

“Why?”

A question surfaced in many people's hearts.

They had been stuck at Golden Core Perfection for as few as several decades and as many as several hundred years.

Now, some were nearing the end of their Lifespan and didn't have many years left to live.

Yet now, someone was about to reach the Realm they dreamed of first, all because of good luck.

How could they not be filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred!

A sinister light flickered in some eyes as they watched the pillar of light piercing the sky.

Why should he be trapped at Golden Core Perfection for his whole life, while this person could Breakthrough to Nascent Soul True Monarch!

This person must have stolen the Opportunity that should have been his!

I refuse to accept this! I will go and stop his Breakthrough!

Some left with their own hidden agendas, but even more people chose to watch from a distance.

They did not approach, nor did they dare to.

The pressure of the Heavenly Tribulation was still there, and that eye was still watching that piece of heaven and earth.

They didn't dare to get close, but they were also unwilling to leave.

This might be the only chance in their entire lives to witness a Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation with their own eyes.

It was both a chance to observe and learn, and a chance to bear witness.

If that person succeeded in the tribulation, they would be a genuine Nascent Soul True Monarch.

If they could arrive immediately after the success, offer a gift, and offer congratulations... if that person was in a good mood and took them as a Named Disciple...

Among the crowd of onlookers, some were already quietly preparing gifts.

They weren't any particularly valuable things—just some Spiritual Plants, Medicinal Pills, and Magical Artifacts they had accumulated over the years, which normally wouldn't even catch the eye of a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

But the other party had just broken through; perhaps they would find them pleasing to the eye and feel that 'this youth has a fated connection with me.' Wouldn't they then soar to the heavens in a single bound!

This was the closest they had ever been to a Nascent Soul True Monarch in their lives, and they did not want to miss it.

Meanwhile, Yue Qingyao and Xuan Zhenzi, who were tracking the traces of Yu Yuantu through the void turbulence, naturally felt the disturbance in heaven and earth as well.

They stopped at the same time, then tore through space and emerged.

As soon as the two appeared in the outside world, they looked up and saw the crack spanning the horizon.

Especially when they felt the power escaping from the firmament, the expressions of both finally changed.

“This is... someone breaking through to Nascent Soul?”

Xuan Zhenzi's voice was somewhat dry as he spoke.

Yue Qingyao did not speak in response, but her expression was also very grim.

Given the scene, she thought of one person—Yuantu.

The spiritual item was in his hands, and then he had vanished for over ten days.

Now someone was suddenly undergoing the Nascent Soul tribulation. Was this a coincidence?

She didn't believe it!

The two looked at each other, both seeing the meaning in the other's eyes.

Clearly, they were thinking the same thing, and a single thought rose in their hearts simultaneously.

Stop him at all costs!

They could not let Yuantu break through to Nascent Soul!

Now it was no longer a matter of the Opportunity; it was a matter of survival.

Yuantu had been hunted by them for over ten days; he must surely hate them to the bone.

Once he broke through to Nascent Soul, the first ones he would settle accounts with would be them.

So they had to arrive before Yuantu completed his Breakthrough and then find every possible way to stop him!

“Let's go.”

Yue Qingyao took a step forward and disappeared into the void turbulence.

Xuan Zhenzi followed closely behind. The two figures sped toward the direction where the Heavenly Tribulation was descending.

...

Various colors of spiritual light filled the Immortal Cave as Lu Ming sat cross-legged upon the high platform.

He was in no hurry to shatter his core and condense his soul; before that, there was one more thing he needed to handle, which was to fuse that Fourth-tier spiritual item into his Golden Core.

If it were a normal Golden Core Perfection shattering the core to condense the soul, the Laws would already be harmonious and the Dao Flower would have already bloomed, merely waiting for the tempering of the Heavenly Tribulation to instantly break through to Nascent Soul True Monarch.

But his situation was a bit different. His three Laws were each going their own way, and none of them could be considered to have been comprehended to flawless Perfection.

Therefore, he needed this Fourth-tier spiritual item to act as a catalyst to smelt them together and forge a Law path that was uniquely his own.

At this moment, the spiritual item floated before him, with four-colored spiritual light slowly circulating upon it.

Red like raging fire, green like emerald bamboo, gold like the scorching sun, and black like the deep abyss.

Lu Ming operated the Asura Tribulation Prison Scripture, and a devouring force surged from his Dantian, enveloping the humanoid spiritual item.

The spiritual item began to gradually melt. The four-colored spiritual lights peeled away from its surface, transforming into four spiritual snakes that flowed along his Meridians and into the Golden Core within his body.

In just an instant, the three Laws in his Dantian trembled slightly.

Like a long-awaited rain after a drought, they all emitted a joyful hum, and then their light grew intensely bright.

The four-colored spiritual lights intertwined, wrapped around, and collided within his Dantian.

Yin and Yang, Tiangang, and Xun Wind—three originally unrelated Laws began to draw closer to one another under the catalysis of this external force.

At first, they repelled and resisted each other, like three rivers that refused to merge being forcibly joined together.

His Dantian was vibrating, his Meridians were tearing, and his Divine Soul was roaring.

Lu Ming gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead bulging.

He wasn't just shattering his core; he was doing something unprecedented.

He was forcibly fusing three Laws into one!

At this moment, the Asura Tribulation Prison Scripture was operating at its limit.

The devouring force transformed into an invisible giant hand, gripping the three Laws tightly and kneading them together bit by bit.

The red, green, gold, and black spiritual lights rotated in his Dantian, acting like a millstone to crush, fuse, and reshape the three Laws.

Lu Ming felt as if his Dantian was about to explode. His body began to tremble, and traces of blood even began to seep from his seven orifices. The blood vessels beneath his skin bulged like earthworms.

But he continued to endure through gritted teeth, not letting out a single groan.

Meanwhile, as he operated the Asura Tribulation Prison Scripture...

High above in the sky, the eye of the heavenly dao quietly looked down upon all of this.

That massive eye was devoid of joy or sorrow as it cast its gaze down onto Lu Ming.

When the Asura Clan's signature, nauseating aura appeared, the Chaos surging within that eye became even deeper.

The sky and earth changed color, and a tangible malice descended from the Nine Heavens, pressing down so hard that all living creatures within a thousand miles trembled in fear.

This was not a phenomenon preceding the Heavenly Tribulation; the Heavenly Dao was truly enraged.

But it did not rush to act.

It wasn't that it didn't want to, but that Lu Ming was currently forming his soul.

And so far, he was following all the standard procedures.

Therefore, the Heavenly Dao could not directly intervene.

These were the rules, the cornerstone of the operation of heaven and earth, which even the Heavenly Dao itself could not violate.

But Lu Ming knew that not acting now did not mean the Heavenly Dao did not hold a grudge.

It wasn't that there was no retribution, but that the time had not yet come.

When he successfully condensed his Nascent Soul and the Heavenly Tribulation fell, that would be the moment of reckoning!

Yet Lu Ming looked completely composed, not bothered by the pressure at all!

Since he dared to risk condensing his Nascent Soul, how could he not have prepared some backup plans?

It could only be said that the Heavenly Dao still didn't understand him well enough. One could say that right now was when he was at his weakest.

If it didn't act now, there would be no chance later!

Therefore, up until now, Lu Ming had not used the golden book's ability.

All the pain he suffered during the process of condensing his Nascent Soul was being endured entirely on his own.

Finally, as the four-colored spiritual light dissipated, the three Laws finally stopped repelling each other.

Yin and Yang, Tiangang, and Xun Wind—three completely different powers found a point of balance with each other.

They no longer acted independently or crashed into each other; instead, under the catalysis of the four-colored spiritual light, they each gave way a step to jointly form a larger whole.

They transformed into a chaotic seed, floating in the center of the Dantian.

This was the Hunyuan Dao Seed, the product of the Fusion of three Laws.

Of course, this was only a semi-finished prototype; he would still need to continuously feed it various Laws in the future to let it grow robustly.

But this also meant that this Dao Seed possessed an incredibly absurd characteristic.

And that was: it encompassed everything!

Transforming ten thousand techniques into one, and merging ten thousand Daos into a single body.

Lu Ming opened his eyes and looked down at his hands.

At this moment, he could clearly feel the Hunyuan Dao Seed in his Dantian slowly unfolding. With every bit it unfolded, his aura climbed another notch.

Until it reached the Peak, with no further room for advancement!

Immediately, Lu Ming fiercely bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of Essence Blood into the void. The Essence Blood transformed into a blood-colored rune, which exploded and merged into his entire body.

His aura began to surge—not climbing slowly, but erupting like a long-suppressed volcano, instantly releasing a terrifying power.

The Golden Core spun frantically in his Dantian. Cracks appeared on the surface of the Golden Core, growing more numerous and dense.

Boom—

Finally, with a roar, the Golden Core exploded.

Countless fragments swirled in the Dantian, each one containing pure Dharmic power and dao rhyme.

And in the center of the Dantian, a budding Dao Flower was swaying.

The bud was tightly wrapped, its petals layered one over another, with a gray light flowing over its surface.

Beneath the bud, roots were deeply embedded into the Dantian, each root seemingly connected to the source of a Law.

Lu Ming's Divine Soul reached into the Dantian, gathering those Golden Core fragments one by one and slowly merging them into the Dao Flower.

The fragments were like nutrients, absorbed bit by bit by the Dao Flower.

The bud began to swell, the gaps between the petals grew wider, and more and more gray light seeped from the crevices.

The stem straightened, the calyx opened, and the outermost petals slowly curled outward.

Like a seed that had slept for ten million years, it had finally reached the day to break through the soil.

As the petals bloomed one after another, Lu Ming's aura surged with each one.

Until the bud finally opened completely, revealing the scene inside the central stamen.

In the center of the stamen, an infant was curled there with its eyes tightly closed, as if still in the womb.

The little thing was entirely gray, like a mass of unshaped Chaos. This was the product of the Fusion of the three Laws.

More importantly, it was Lu Ming's Nascent Soul.

Of course, it could also be called—the Hunyuan Nascent Soul!

A moment later, the Nascent Soul in the Dantian slowly opened its eyes.

The infant's eyes were clean and clear, reflecting the entire Dantian.

In an instant, Lu Ming felt his consciousness rise infinitely, as if leaping out from a ten-thousand-fathom abyss to stand above the Nine Heavens.

That was the Hunyuan Nascent Soul merging with him. From this point on, his Divine Soul no longer resided in the Sea of Consciousness but was rooted within the Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul was him, and he was the Nascent Soul.

This was the difference between a Nascent Soul True Monarch and a Golden Core Cultivator.

The former has their Divine Soul rooted in the Nascent Soul, with spirit and flesh as one.

The latter has their Divine Soul residing in the Sea of Consciousness, like a tenant staying temporarily.

He raised his hand and made a phantom grasping motion; gray light surged from his palm.

“Is this... the Hunyuan Power?”

At this moment, Lu Ming felt that the surrounding Laws were incredibly friendly toward him.

Besides the three Laws of Yin and Yang, Xun Wind, and Tiangang being as easy to use as his own limbs, he could also vaguely sense other Laws.

Although he couldn't control them to the same degree, they were still very close to him.

As long as he concentrated, he could even mobilize them for a short period.

He tested it. The Hunyuan Power surged in his palm, condensing and then dispersing, dispersing and then condensing.

With a single thought, lightning crackled at his fingertips; with another, frost covered his palm; finally, even a wisp of emerald poisonous mist seeped from between his fingers.

This was not driven through Laws, but generated directly using Hunyuan Power.

This was the terrifying aspect of the Hunyuan Dao!

It didn't require you to understand all these worldly Laws.

Hunyuan Power itself was the source of all techniques; everything else was merely its outward manifestation.

If a Golden Core Cultivator borrowed Laws, a Nascent Soul True Monarch made the Laws obey them.

He had a feeling that if his current self were to face the version of himself from the Golden Core Perfection period, he probably wouldn't even need to strike.

Just a single look could sever the opponent's connection with the Laws of heaven and earth, turning them into a Mortal who possessed the status of a Golden Core but lacked even the strength to truss a chicken!

This was simply a strike from a higher dimension!