508: Chapter 518 Just a Nascent Soul Transformation!

Time rewinds to a moment ago.

Inside the Secret Realm.

As the pillar of light dispersed, the phantoms of the Four Symbols vanished into the horizon, the Daoist sounds ceased, the sweet rain gradually stopped, and heaven and earth returned to silence.

Integrating the last wisp of Profound Yellow Qi into his body, Lu Ming slowly opened his eyes.

His once clear and bright eyes were now filled with Chaos, like two black holes seeking to devour everything.

However, this phenomenon did not last long; it soon vanished and returned to normal.

Standing in the Void Realm, Lu Ming carefully sensed his current condition.

Having survived the Heavenly Tribulation and received the gifts of heaven and earth, his Nascent Soul had completely stabilized.

Now, the Hunyuan Nascent Soul sat quietly in his Dantian, its hazy gray light flickering like breathing.

Feeling the brand-new, vigorous power contained within, a look of satisfaction appeared on Lu Ming's Face.

His Golden Core Stage magic power was already as vast as the ocean, but compared to the immeasurable magic power of a Nascent Soul True Monarch, which was like the Mysterious River of the Nine Heavens, that ocean was nothing more than a small puddle.

After all, the former could still be measured, while the latter was already infinite.

"Is this the Nascent Soul? It's simply beyond words."

Lu Ming felt fantastic now, as if he had broken free from the shackles of lower life forms, leaping from an ant to a goshawk, transforming from dust into a star.

After all, Golden Core Cultivators were still struggling to survive within heaven and earth, but a Nascent Soul True Monarch already had the qualifications to dominate their own fate and become a chess player on the board.

This was not just an increase in power, but a leap in the very essence of life.

"As I am now, I suppose I've also become an old monster with a Lifespan of ten thousand years?"

A Nascent Soul True Monarch lives for ten thousand years, and this will continue to increase as their Realm breaks through.

Unlike the Golden Core, where the Lifespan is fixed upon Breakthrough—unless one consumes life-extending spiritual items to linger on—eight hundred years is the limit.

"Tsk tsk, the gap is simply too large. No wonder after so many years and so many changes, only those few True Monarchs remain high above, looking down on all living beings.

It turns out they've just lived so long that they outlasted everyone else."

"But I never thought that one day, I would join their ranks."

Lu Ming sighed with emotion, suddenly feeling a bit pretentious.

So he tried to recall his experience of undergoing the tribulation, attempting to find an epic sense of having gone through untold hardships and narrowly escaping death to attain the status of a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find it.

Because the entire Breakthrough process, while not entirely without waves, truly left him feeling nothing.

After all, Taishu Yichen had been shouldering the burden for him the entire time; he had basically won while lying down.

But this didn't stop him from receiving the gifts of heaven and earth after successfully undergoing the tribulation.

Profound Yellow Qi tempered his body, the phantoms of the Four Symbols provided empowerment, Daoist sounds filled his mind, golden lotuses cleansed his marrow, and sweet rain nourished his meridians.

Once the process was complete, his cultivation base settled steadily at the Nascent Soul Early Stage.

Not a bit more, not a bit less—just right.

And the Heavenly Dao was like an incompetent husband; even though it utterly loathed him, this traitorous double-crosser, it was bound by rules and had to hold its nose and celebrate for him once he successfully broke through.

Lu Ming wanted to howl with laughter just thinking about it.

However, it seemed he had deeply offended the Heavenly Dao this way.

Lu Ming gradually retracted the smile on his Face and looked up into the void.

There, the karma golden book floated quietly, its pages glowing with a warm golden light.

As his gaze settled on it, the golden book moved without wind, its pages flipping with a rustle, as if being quickly thumbed through by an invisible hand.

Rustle, rustle...

The pages flipped rapidly, finally stopping at a brand-new page.

On the originally blank page, ink suddenly appeared out of thin air, as if an invisible brush were writing in ink.

Stroke by stroke, dot by dot.

The brushstrokes were vigorous and ancient, exuding an indescribable charm.

At the moment the final stroke was completed, two large characters appeared on the page.

[Heavenly Dao]

"As expected!"

Seeing the words on it, Lu Ming showed a look that said "just as I thought."

In fact, he had a premonition; although the Heavenly Dao had no intelligence, as long as it harbored malice, it would be listed, regardless of whether it was a living being!

This was the powerful mechanism of the golden book, which never disappointed.

As for the name appearing on the golden book the moment he broke through, it seemed his guess was correct.

The golden book could at most display names one major Realm higher than his own.

Furthermore, there was a very high probability that the Heavenly Dao had been on the list for a long time, but his previous cultivation was insufficient to see it.

Now that he had broken through, its appearance on the list followed naturally.

"From the look of it, the level of the Heavenly Dao is only at Soul Transformation..."

Lu Ming muttered, but quickly realized.

Wait... holy crap!

Lu Ming's eyelids suddenly twitched.

"Have I gone damn crazy?"

Since when had he become so arrogant as to say "it's only Soul Transformation"?

For a moment, he wondered if he was under some illusion, or if his Dao Heart was clouded, or if tribulation qi had blinded his mind, making him so ignorant of the heights of heaven and depths of the earth.

But he soon realized this wasn't due to any illusion; it was entirely the fault of the golden book.

The golden book was so powerful that it had raised his threshold so high he even dared to pass judgment on the Heavenly Dao.

It's all the golden book's fault!

golden book: ???

Cough, cough, back to the point.

As the saying goes, it is the unknown that is feared.

Just like fighting a boss; if you've been fighting for ages and the opponent's health bar hasn't even appeared, that's true despair.

But the moment the health bar is revealed, it means the boss can be killed.

So when the strength of a person or object is quantified, one's awe of it is naturally weakened.

The Heavenly Dao was naturally no exception!

Previously, he was wary of the Heavenly Dao because it was unfathomable.

Especially those "Three Tribulations and Five Calamities" that seemed to manipulate the fates of others.

If a single tribulation descended, even a Golden Core Perfection would have to bow their head.

It could be said that no one below the Nascent Soul could resist it at all, and even those at the Nascent Soul had to live at its mercy.

However, compared to the Golden Core, it was indeed much better.

This was the reason he was so desperate to break through to the Nascent Soul.

Not only for self-preservation but also to probe the opponent's true strength.

Now it was confirmed.

The Heavenly Dao was a collection of rules with strength equivalent to a Dao Venerable of Spirit Transformation, but without intelligence, acting entirely on instinct.

It was strong, but as long as one followed the rules, even if it loathed you, it could do nothing to you.

To sum it up: as long as he didn't act recklessly, there were few in this world who could do anything to him!

(Laughing with hands on hips) Jie jie jie...

But he couldn't get too carried away; as the saying goes, extreme joy begets sorrow, so he should remain vigilant.

Therefore, the top priority now was still to continue improving his strength.

Especially since he walked the Path of Primal Chaos, seeking to incorporate ten thousand paths into one; he couldn't just settle for pleasure but had to forge ahead.

Thinking of this, he turned his gaze, as if piercing through the void, looking toward a very distant place.

"So, you kid will be my first prize after breaking through to the Nascent Soul."

Without any visible movement, Lu Ming simply reached out and grabbed.

The vast magic power of the Nascent Soul level instantly transformed into an invisible giant hand, piercing through the void.

A thousand miles away, a figure was fleeing frantically in desperation.

But the void in front of him suddenly exploded, and a large hand appeared out of thin air, tightly gripping him.

Before the person could even struggle, he was dragged into a void crack with a Face full of terror.

The next moment, the space in front of Lu Ming cracked open, and a person tumbled out of the rift, only to be immediately grabbed by the neck by him.

"Se... Senior, spare my life!!!"

The newcomer struggled violently, his voice trembling.

This person was precisely Yin Leici, the Dao Child of the Zixiao Grotto-Heaven.

At this moment, his Face was deathly pale, his whole body was shaking, and he was struggling desperately.

He wanted to activate his magic power, but he found that his dao attainment, which he had previously been so proud of, was now like a pool of stagnant water, without a single ripple.

Now he could only be like a chicken with its neck pinched, kicking his legs in vain to no avail.

Speaking of which, his experience was somewhat interesting.

Before Lu Ming underwent the tribulation, Yin Leici had been placed under a Restriction and tossed aside.

But whether it was good luck or bad luck was hard to say.

When Lu Ming underwent the tribulation, almost everything within the range of the Heavenly Tribulation was turned to nothingness; he was just a short distance away and narrowly escaped.

Furthermore, the commotion of Lu Ming's tribulation was so great that it woke him from his coma.

Additionally, without a Revered Master to control it, he soon found a way to break free from the Restriction.

The moment he was free, Yin Leici, filled with towering rage, wanted to find the fellow who had made him so wretched and take severe revenge!

Then he turned around and saw the scene of Lu Ming undergoing the tribulation.

That pillar of light piercing heaven and earth, the descending Profound Yellow Qi, the phantoms of the Four Symbols circling the sky, and that vast Spiritual Pressure that was almost like heavenly might...

This is... someone is breaking through to become a Nascent Soul True Monarch!!!!

Yin Leici was scared out of his wits and wanted to slip away immediately.

However, how could any of his movements escape Lu Ming's Divine Sense?

It was just that he was busy with the tribulation at the time and had no time to deal with him.

Now that he was free, with a single thought, his Nascent Soul-level Divine Sense covered most of the Secret Realm, quickly locking onto the other's trail.

Lu Ming lowered his eyes, looking at this Dao Child of Zixiao Grotto-Heaven who was once arrogant and overbearing but was now shivering in his hand.

The corners of Lu Ming's mouth curled up slightly into a meaningful smile.

And as Yin Leici looked at that smiling Face, his soul was nearly scared out of his body.

"Se... Senior, let's talk this through calmly!!

My Revered Master, True Monarch Zixiao, is a Great True Lord of the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, and is close friends with True Monarchs Taixuan and Qingwei.

If this Junior has offended you in any way, I hope Senior can show some leniency for the sake of my Revered Master..."

Yin Leici struggled desperately, his voice trembling.

So he began to state his background, bringing up the name of True Monarch Zixiao in an attempt to intimidate the other.

This was actually a life-saving method; as long as one was in the Profound Spirit Domain, as long as one announced their lineage, the other party would usually show some Face.

However, Lu Ming showed no reaction upon hearing this; in fact, the smile on his Face was slowly receding.

It was replaced by an indescribable calmness.

No anger, no mockery, just a calmness that made one's skin crawl.

"So, you're threatening me?"

The words weren't heavy, the tone wasn't aggressive, and it even carried a hint of nonchalance.

But Yin Leici felt a bone-chilling cold within them.

I'm doomed!

That was Yin Leici's first reaction.

He had just been in such a hurry that he spoke without thinking.

Thinking back now, Yin Leici felt his heart and liver tremble.

Setting everything else aside, this person had just broken through to become a Nascent Soul True Monarch and was currently in high spirits and full of pride.

At a time like this, let alone bringing up a Cultivator of the same rank, even if he brought up a Dao Venerable of Spirit Transformation, the other party wouldn't necessarily give Face.

And anyone could tell that a genuine Nascent Soul True Monarch, no matter how good their temper, would never back down before a lower Cultivator.

The majesty of a True Monarch is inviolable; this is an iron Law of the Immortal Dao.

Yet he had to go and directly cross the other person; he had likely offended him deeply now.

Yin Leici opened his mouth, wanting to say more, but found he couldn't say anything.

"Humph!"

Looking at Yin Leici's expression of despair, Lu Ming gave a cold snort, without the slightest sympathy.

"When I hadn't broken through to the Nascent Soul, I was cautious; if I still have to worry about others' reactions after breaking through, wouldn't my Breakthrough be in vain?"

"And this reckless fool even dared to threaten me; you have a way of seeking your own death!"

He didn't waste any more words with Yin Leici and directly activated the Asura Tribulation Prison Scripture, a devouring force surging from his palm and instantly enveloping Yin Leici's entire body.

"Aaaaah!!!"

As a heart-wrenching scream spread, Yin Leici's body also began to wither.

As if drained of all moisture, his flesh began to collapse, his bones protruded, and his complexion turned ashen.

"Noisy!"

Perhaps finding Yin Leici too noisy, Lu Ming used a trace of magic power to seal the other's mouth.

The screams stopped abruptly.

Yin Leici could only widen his eyes, feeling the devouring force strip away his flesh inch by inch, drain his bone marrow, and suck away his cultivation.

He wanted to self-detonate, but his Divine Soul was suppressed by an unrivaled giant force, making it impossible for him even to die.

In truth, with Lu Ming's current cultivation, draining Yin Leici would have taken only an instant.

However, because he wanted to cleanly strip away the other's Law Origin, the work couldn't be too crude.

Nevertheless, the other didn't last long.

His body was like a wrung-out towel, deflating inch by inch.

Even the once-abundant Divine Soul in his Sea of Consciousness and the vigorous life force in his body were squeezed out until not a single drop remained.

And when these were finished, it was the turn of the final Lightning Dao Law Origin.

This was the crystallization of Yin Leici's lifelong cultivation, the sum total of his hundreds of years of hard work, from Qi Refining to Golden Core Perfection, from basic lightning techniques to entering the Dao through Laws.

However, these assets he was once proud of could only become nourishment to be devoured before Lu Ming!

As the Lightning Dao Law Origin was extracted from the Golden Core, it transformed into a purple crystal.

Yin Leici's eyeballs suddenly bulged, his mouth opened wide, and then his legs kicked once as the last bit of light in his eyes went out.

Seeing this, Lu Ming withdrew his magic power.

Immediately, Yin Leici's body turned into a pile of ashen powder in his hand, rustling down through his fingers.

It scattered with the wind, leaving not even a trace of Karma behind.

This was not a severance, but a complete erasure.

This exceptionally talented Dao Child of Zixiao Grotto-Heaven, a Great True Person of Golden Core Perfection, vanished from the world just like that, without a sound.

Now, aside from Nascent Soul True Monarchs, no one in the world would likely remember him; he was like a line erased from a painting, clean and without a trace.

However, Lu Ming, the perpetrator of all this, didn't care in the slightest, merely eyeing the crystal flashing with lightning in his hand with a burning gaze.

"A good item... it is destined to be mine!"