Continuously climbing, soon the runes increased to 32,768, the runes bined and transformed, condensing and changing constantly.
At this moment, the White Bone Divine Thunder had already reached the fifteenth layer.
Activating the Divine Thunder, it was already parable to Great Divine Techniques.
Not enough, still not enough!
Lu Xuanji operated the secret technique, the magical power within his body transformed, converting into Yin Yang Qi, and then condensed into runes.
The runes appeared in a Yin Yang state.
Runes, constantly fluctuating and changing.
As if recalling something, Lu Xuanji operated "Yin Yang Transformation," within his body, Yin Yang Qi condensed, constantly transforming, the runes continuously emerged, bined together like building blocks.
The more runes there are, the harder it is to fuse them, testing the cultivator’s control even more.
Like a general leading thousands of troops, he might operate smoothly, but leading an army of hundreds of thousands could result in mand errors.
With the increase in runes, Lu Xuanji also fell into such difficulties.
At this moment, the phone began to operate.
The phone’s powerful puting function and vast data simulation ability continued calculating, perfectly bining and reorganizing the runes.
The number of runes increased, quickly reaching ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty thousand, forty thousand, fifty thousand...
Data climbed higher, runes increased.
Hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand, five hundred thousand.
Uncertain of how much time had passed, runes increased to over a million.
Buzzing!
At the moment of reaching a million, it seemed to enter a certain critical point, the number of runes continued increasing, reaching the twentieth layer.
Upon entering the twentieth layer, these runes numbering over a million bined again, continuously condensing, seemingly undergoing a brand-new change.
Such changes became more intricate and profound, among them the mysteries were even more wondrous.
Buzz!
At this moment, Unity of All Laws, over a million runes clustered together, constantly rearranging, finally refining into a White Bone Demon God.
This White Bone Demon God, with a burly physique, an awe-inspiring aura, inscribed with intricate demon patterns as though a Demon God from hell had descended, exuding terrifying evil qi, with horns on its head, face rugged and terrifying; on its body were six arms, each holding a long saber, longsword, long spear, a wheel, long banner, and a great axe.
Stepping on the Great White Bone Mountain beneath, the white bones piled like a mountain, the evil qi surging to the heavens.
Buzz!
In this moment, the White Bone Demon God seemed about to e alive, its aura rising, waves of destruction sweeping forth.
Roaring!
The White Bone Demon God vanished, merging into Lu Xuanji’s body.
At this time, Lu Xuanji felt on his back appear a tattoo of the White Bone Demon God.
"White Bone Divine Thunder," at this stage counted as Great Success.
In the moment of battle, as long as Lu Xuanji summoned his thoughts, terrifying Divine Thunder would descend and strike.
Its power was considerable, counted as a remarkable Supreme Divine Technique.
Of course, in terms of attack power it was still inferior to "Great Five Elements Yin Yang Magnetic Starlight Cosmic Extinction Divine Saber."
At this point, Lu Xuanji opened his eyes, his mind somewhat dazed, and asked, "Senior, how much time has passed?"
"Thirty years!"
The White Bone Daoist calmly said.
"Thirty years, how can that be? I felt only a moment had passed!"
Lu Xuanji said incredulously.
"When a man is sincere, time passes quickly!" the White Bone Daoist said, "You took just three hours to reach the fifteenth layer. Then, three days to reach the sixteenth layer, a month to reach the seventeenth layer, a year to reach the eighteenth layer, ten years to reach the nineteenth layer, twenty years to reach the twentieth layer!"
"Altogether, it took more than thirty years, the time was quite lengthy."
"Senior, wasn’t the assessment time one day?"
Lu Xuanji asked.
His expression somewhat dazed, in his perception, only a moment had passed, yet in the real world thirty years had gone by, the speed was somewhat too fast.
"Seeing your earnestness, I couldn’t bear to disturb you, so I let you continue your prehension!" the White Bone Daoist said, "Thirty years, lengthy? Not at all lengthy, just a blink of an eye. Your understanding and aptitude are much better than I thought, back then I took three hundred years to cultivate to the twentieth layer... and you took merely thirty years."
Demonic cultivation techniques mostly have low requirements for aptitude, even with moderate aptitude, or even dull aptitude could be cultivated.
Of course, if one’s prehension is high and aptitude is high, cultivating demonic techniques, the speed would be faster.
"Senior, did I pass the first test?"
Lu Xuanji asked.
"Passed!" the White Bone Daoist said.
"I wonder what the second test is?" Lu Xuanji asked.
"The White Bone Demon Sect has seven trials, the first tests prehension, the second tests Daoxin, the third tests bat power, the fourth tests luck, the sixth tests aptitude, the seventh tests demonic heart. Passing three trials makes you an Inner Sect Disciple; passing four trials makes you a True Disciple; passing five trials makes you a Saint Heir."
"Just looking at your focus on the first trial, the remaining six trials can be exempt from assessment!"
"Here’s the Saint Heir token, catch!"
The White Bone Daoist tossed over a token.
Lu Xuanji caught the token, letting out a breath of relief.
"Since you’ve entered my White Bone Demon Sect, you should learn about the history of my White Bone Demon Sect!" the White Bone Daoist spoke, "Follow me!"
With a flash of his steps.
Taking Lu Xuanji vanished with him.
Momentarily after, they arrived at a hall, numerous portraits hung in the hall.
Looking at these portraits, the White Bone Daoist spoke, "The founder of the White Bone Demon Sect was named Bai Wuji, once a disciple of the Star Pavilion, his aptitude wasn’t good nor bad, after bitter cultivation for five hundred years he barely became a Golden Core Cultivator. If no accidents occurred, the White Patriarch’s life’s achievements were limited, the Golden Core was his life’s peak, as for Nascent Soul there was no hope!"
"But later, the White Patriarch was betrayed by his wife, his Golden Core was shattered, being a cripple, even after using the Escape Talisman to flee, he was still exhausted and at the end of his rope. After encountering misfortune, the White Patriarch broke into a Secret Realm, where he encountered the corpse of a Divinity Transformation Cultivator, and some storage bags!"
"That Divinity Transformation Cultivator was a rare ’Sword Bone.’ The Patriarch used a secret technique to directly refine Sword Bone into his body, using this opportunity to reshape his roots, and re-condensed Golden Core, soon after also being a Nascent Soul expert, and then Divinity Transformation expert. But Sword Bone fused into the body was ultimately not patible, upon reaching later stages of Divinity Transformation, it began to hinder his advancement, being a huge bottleneck."
"Gradually, he began studying bones, acquiring many cultivators’ bones, including those of the Demon Race, giant race, and Dragon Race..."
The White Bone Daoist narrated.
In his narration, the White Patriarch had bad aptitude but obtained great opportunity, later to break the shackles of aptitude, he began studying the mysteries of bones.
Gradually, due to hunting and gathering cultivators from various races, he became a demon cultivator.
He left numerous notes, indicating his research was successful. Yet in the end, human strength reaches its limits, this Patriarch stuck at the Peak of Divinity Transformation, passed away.
Before passing, he left only one disciple, with merely an early stage of Golden Core cultivation.
This disciple inherited the teacher’s notes and continued the research.
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