41: Ancient Tribe Secret 2

“Because once the plane of origin falls into the hands of the Blood God Clan, the entire Major Thousand Worlds will be plunged into darkness.” Qing Yanjing’s tone was solemn. “And you are the only ones who can stop all of this.”

She suddenly turned to look into the distance: “Someone is coming. Remember, ten days later, on the night of the full moon, we will meet at the Tai Ling Stele Forest.”

Before her voice faded, her figure had already dissipated like a wisp of smoke. A moment later, a stream of light streaked across the sky, and Headmaster Grand Cang rushed over.

“I finally found you!” Grand Cang’s face was filled with anxiety. “The Blood God Clan has issued a bounty to capture all Ascendants from the Dou Qi Continent! Scouts have already appeared outside the North Cang Spiritual Institute!”

Xiao Yan sneered, “They move fast.”

“Headmaster, is there a safe place in the Spiritual Institute?” Xiao Bing asked. “I need to go into secluded Cultivation for a few days to completely complete my spiritual power transformation.”

Grand Cang pondered for a moment: “Yes. There is an ancient ruin underground in the Spiritual Institute that even a Heavenly Supreme would find difficult to explore.”

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Deep underground in the North Cang Spiritual Institute, ancient Cultivation chamber.

Xiao Bing sat cross-legged on an ancient stone platform, with white-gold Spiritual Thunder flowing around him. This was the most secret secluded Cultivation place in the Spiritual Institute, said to have been an Immortal Cave of a Heavenly Supreme in ancient times.

“The last step…”

He took out a fruit shimmering with lightning — this was the “Spiritual Thunder Dao Fruit” that Xiao Yan brought back from the Fire Spirit Clan, specifically to aid in spiritual power transformation.

The fruit melted upon entering his mouth, and a violent surge of lightning power instantly filled his limbs and bones. Xiao Bing guided this power, circulating it according to the route of the “Myriad Flames Return to Origin Art,” and the nine Spiritual Thunder began their final Fusion.

One day, two days… By the third day, all the lightning power in his body had transformed into a white-gold color, but strangely, he always felt that there was still a trace missing from Perfection.

“What’s going on?” Xiao Bing looked inward and discovered a stubborn blue energy at his heart — it was the power of the Source Ice Heart!

“So that’s how it is…”

He suddenly realized. As a fragment of the plane of origin, the Source Ice Heart was not affected by the Major Thousand Worlds’ Law, so it could not transform. But this, in turn, became an obstacle.

Just as he was hesitating whether to forcibly strip it away, his chest suddenly warmed, and the Source Ice Heart automatically flew out, hovering in front of him.

“Hmm?”

The Source Ice Heart slowly rotated, and fine cracks appeared on its surface. Wisps of blue energy flowed into Xiao Bing’s body. This was not ordinary spiritual power, but the most fundamental plane of origin power!

“Boom!”

Xiao Bing felt his mind clear, and some kind of shackles were broken. A deep blue color was added to the white-gold Spiritual Thunder, and the nine Spiritual Thunder were completely Perfected!

Outside the Cultivation chamber, Xiao Yan and Han Yue simultaneously looked up, feeling a heart-palpitating pressure.

“He succeeded!” Xiao Yan laughed. “This kid, he directly Broke Through to the Spiritual Grade Heavenly Supreme!”

Han Yue, however, stared at the Tai Ling Token in her hand and found that the runes on it were glowing: “No… there’s still a change!”

At this moment, inside the Cultivation chamber, another anomaly occurred.

The Source Ice Heart completely shattered, transforming into a ball of blue light. A scene emerged within the light ball: in the endless Void Realm, five fragments of various shapes slowly rotated around a Wei blue planet.

“These are… the other fragments of the plane of origin?” Xiao Bing watched this scene in shock.

In the scene, one of the fragments suddenly lit up, revealing the outline of a stone stele — it was precisely the Tai Ling Stele of the Fu Tu Ancient Clan!

“It’s indeed there…”

Just as Xiao Bing was about to look closer, the scene suddenly disappeared, and the blue light ball re-condensed, turning into a small ice heart pendant that fell into his palm.

At the same time, the stone door of the Cultivation chamber was violently pushed open, and Xiao Yan rushed in with a solemn expression:

“Something happened! The Blood God Clan’s army is pressing in, and the North Cang Spiritual Institute is surrounded!”