Translator: CinderTL
"Junior Brother, can Blood Sui really help people achieve Divine Transformation?" Zhou Siyi asked, examining the Blood Sui.
Song Wen replied, "Mo Yexue and Lan Chen have both ascended to the Upper Realm. How could it be false?"
Zhou Siyi chuckled. "The Beastmaster Sect kept Blood Sui captive for so many years without knowing its true purpose. It's truly laughable. Junior Brother, when do you plan to attempt Divine Transformation?"
Song Wen said, "I've only just broken through to Peak Nascent Soul. It's not wise to rush things now. I plan to cultivate quietly for a while before making an attempt."
At his current cultivation level, Song Wen had reached the limit of what he could achieve.
However, he needed time to further refine his Spiritual Power and adjust his mindset.
At only 321 years old, Song Wen had a long life essence ahead of him and no need to rush into Divine Transformation.
In the days that followed, Song Wen alternated between closed-door cultivation to hone his Spiritual Power and traveling across the Tianyuan Continent and the Chaotic Sea.
His footprints could be found in every corner of the land.
During a visit to Bliss City, he unexpectedly encountered Li Yue. For reasons unknown, she tried to seduce him in every way imaginable.
Li Yue was a woman past her prime, though still possessing a certain charm. However, Song Wen wasn't interested.
To his surprise, she had summoned dozens of beautiful female disciples from the He Huan Sect.
How could he refuse such hospitality?
Moreover, as the number one cultivator in the Immortal Cultivation World, Song Wen felt obligated to fulfill their desires.
Thus, Song Wen spent three months in Bliss City, experiencing the joy of a "king who never attends court."
Ten years later, Song Wen, feeling that this world held little interest for him, reappeared at the cave where Blood Sui was imprisoned.
"Xu Geng, I intend to undergo Divine Transformation. How much of this Fallen Immortal Blood's flesh do I need?" Song Wen asked Xu Geng in his Sea of Consciousness.
Song Wen opened his Sea of Consciousness, allowing Xu Geng to perceive the outside world.
Xu Geng extended his Divine Sense, scanned the surroundings, and replied, "Forty percent should suffice."
Song Wen activated the Twelve Capitals Corpse Formation, summoning a Giant Corpse Phantom.
The Giant Corpse Phantom wielded a massive executioner's blade, cleaving down toward Blood Sui.
Compared to the Blood Sui from the Beastmaster Sect, this one was much smaller and far weaker, with far less defensive power.
Moreover, Song Wen's cultivation had advanced, significantly enhancing the Twelve Capitals Corpse Formation's power.
With minimal effort, Song Wen bisected Blood Sui.
To be safe, Song Wen severed half of Blood Sui's flesh.
When Song Wen returned to his Cultivation Cave with the severed half, he encountered a problem.
The stone door to his cave was too small for Blood Sui's flesh to pass through.
With no other choice, Song Wen widened the cave entrance.
After entering, he sealed the entrance with loose stones and activated the restriction formation, preventing outsiders from spying on his cave.
Gazing at Blood Sui's flesh, Song Wen suddenly felt curious: Could he truly devour Blood Sui's blood essence?
Or, more precisely, did Blood Sui even possess blood essence?
After all, according to Xu Geng, Fallen Immortal Blood wasn't a living being but a life form somewhere between a living creature and a spirit plant.
After pondering for a moment, Song Wen decided to sever one of Blood Sui's tentacles for experimentation.
He activated the Undying True Corpse Transformation, transforming into a three-zhang-tall Giant Corpse. With the strength to move mountains, he forcibly tore off a tentacle.
Then, Song Wen extended his right hand and pressed it against the severed tentacle.
He channeled his body's devouring power. In an instant, the tentacle visibly shriveled at an astonishing rate. Simultaneously, a surge of heat flooded into Song Wen's body.
The blood essence devoured from the tentacle was extraordinary, carrying a unique aura that was both ethereal and grand, yet also chaotic and corrupt.
This aura surged directly into Song Wen's Sea of Consciousness, merging with his soul.
Song Wen quickly released the tentacle, daring not to continue devouring the blood essence for fear of irreversible consequences to his soul.
"Ji Yin, what's happening to you?" Xu Geng, already residing within Song Wen's Sea of Consciousness, naturally sensed the presence of the aura.
Song Wen didn't answer Xu Geng's question, instead asking, "Is this aura the 'Mystic Qi' you mentioned?"
Xu Geng replied, "No! Mystic Qi is pure heaven-and-earth energy. How could it be so chaotic?"
"Then do you know what this aura is?" Song Wen asked.
Xu Geng said, "I don't. However, this aura is far more mysterious than Mystic Qi and should also help you merge your Three Souls. But it might cause unpredictable mutations in your soul."
Song Wen ignored Xu Geng and focused his attention on his physical body and soul.
After repeated introspection, he found that the small amount of blood essence he had devoured had no immediate effect on him.
Song Wen finally relaxed, his gaze falling on the tentacle before him.
For safety's sake, he decided against directly consuming Blood Sui's blood essence. What if it contaminated his flesh and soul, transforming him into a Blood Sui-like monster? It would be too late to regret it then.
Song Wen began circulating the Corpse King's Rebirth Art, following Xu Geng's method for refining Fallen Immortal Blood. He channeled magic seals into Blood Sui's remaining corpse.
Song Wen's Spiritual Power possessed both life and death properties, allowing him to directly refine the Fallen Immortal Blood without needing to rely on Mystic Qi like Lan Chen and others.
Blood Sui's corpse hung suspended in mid-air, slowly rotating as the magic seals entered it.
Suddenly, a wisp of clear, pure energy escaped from the corpse—the Mystic Qi Xu Geng had mentioned.
With the first wisp of Mystic Qi released, the refining process became much easier.
More Mystic Qi was continuously extracted, resembling strands of silk that entered Song Wen's Sea of Consciousness and merged with his soul.
Subtle changes began to occur within Song Wen's soul.
His three scattered souls—heaven soul, earth soul, and life soul—were drawn together by an invisible force, gradually converging and merging under the nourishing influence of the Mystic Qi. There was no violent conflict or painful struggle, only a silent, gentle transformation like spring rain moistening the earth.
Song Wen could clearly feel his soul undergoing an unprecedented transformation, as if breaking free from some celestial shackles imposed upon it.
He didn't know when it happened, but his Three Souls had merged into one, forming his Primordial Spirit.
Like the first ray of dawn breaking through the darkness, it illuminated Song Wen's inner world. He suddenly found his understanding of the heavens and earth, and all things within them, becoming clearer than ever before.
His perception expanded rapidly. Even the slightest rustle of grass four thousand miles away was vividly imprinted upon his mind.
With his Primordial Spirit formed, the next steps were straightforward.
Song Wen's physical body, like parched earth finally receiving rain, began to greedily devour the surrounding Spiritual Qi.
Every inch of his skin, every muscle fiber, every bone seemed to open its ravenous maw, greedily absorbing the essence of the heavens and earth and transforming it into nourishment for his growth.
Within a radius of ten thousand miles, Spiritual Qi was drawn by an invisible force, surging toward Corpse Demon Peak.
The cultivators near Corpse Demon Peak all sensed the surging Spiritual Qi. An immense pressure descended upon them, heavy as a mountain, crushing them beneath its weight.
(End of the Chapter)
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