A hundred years passed, and the "Burial Immortal Abyss" deep in the Great Wilderness remained silent as an eternal boulder.
At the bottom of the abyss lay a layer of Profound Ice ford over billions of years, emitting a faint blue cold light that almost froze the surrounding air solid.
Above the abyss, a fog of pitch-black miasma, thousands of feet thick, rolled like a living creature and emitted a putrid poison.
If an ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivator accidentally inhaled a wisp, they would need to imdiately circulate their entire body’s mana to expel the poison; any delay would cause their ridians to wither, and their cultivation to regress.
In this desolate extremity, in the center of the abyss on a square teorite Stone, a dark figure sat cross-legged, none other than Chen Sheng, who had been in seclusion for a hundred years.
He was covered in a thin layer of frost, a product of the mingling miasma and Profound Ice’s chill, yet it could never penetrate within three feet of him.
On this day, the Burial Immortal Abyss suddenly trembled.
Chen Sheng slowly opened his eyes, two substantial rays of golden light shooting from his pupils like unsheathed swords, piercing the miasma above and tearing two temporary gaps in the black fog.
The golden light then retracted, leaving only profound calmness in his eyes.
In the next mont, a sudden wave of mana erupted from his body, sweeping across the entire abyss bottom like a tsunami.
The layer of Profound Ice imdiately cracked, webbed with fractures, from which the cold air evaporated by the mana into white mist.
The miasma atop the abyss was forcibly blasted open, creating a hundred-foot-diater hole, the ultimate majesty of Nascent Soul Great Perfection!
Chen Sheng lowered his head, his Divine Sense plunging into his Dantian like a probing light.
In the center of the Dantian sat a Nascent Soul, identical to him in every detail, cross-legged.
After the heart’s shackles broke, this Nascent Soul swelled like a balloon blown by the spring breeze, growing fivefold stronger than a hundred years ago, its body as solid as a real person.
The Power of Dao Principle washed over the Nascent Soul like flowing water, each cycle enhancing the Nascent Soul’s aura.
"This is the foundation for impacting Divinity Transformation!"
Chen Sheng murmured to himself, reflecting that the Nascent Soul he had when he last attempted Divinity Transformation was a quarter of this size.
"Next, it’s Divinity Transformation!"
With unwavering determination, Chen Sheng swiftly ford seals with his hands.
He left behind golden Spell Runes, which condensed in the air into a spinning Dharma Wheel, emanating an ancient and dignified aura.
"Guide the Primordial Spirit Profound Gate, Initiate Nascent Soul Reassembly!"
As the spell circulated, the Nascent Soul within the Dantian suddenly opened its eyes, emitting a similar golden light, and the light green Dao Principle surged madly around it, wrapping the Nascent Soul into a cyan-golden cocoon.
The cocoon contracted violently, shrinking from over a foot tall to three feet square, its wall constantly spawning tiny cracks, only to be nded by new Dao Principles.
The Nascent Soul’s form repeatedly reassembled and condensed within the cocoon...
Each reassembly released purer mana, lting the surrounding Profound Ice into pools of clear water.
"Boom!"
With a deafening roar, the cyan-golden cocoon exploded, scattering fragnts of Dao Principles like fireworks.
A semi-transparent Primordial Spirit slowly erged from the cocoon, standing about a foot high, clad in a dark Sword Robe, hair tied back, holding an illusory Cyan Nether Sword, the manifestation of Chen Sheng’s life-bound Primordial Spirit.
The upright posture and sharp eyes embodied an Unparalleled Swordsman commanding the world.
As soon as the Primordial Spirit appeared, Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi over the Burial Immortal Abyss surged like a tumultuous river, pouring into the abyss through the miasma gap, forming a giant Spiritual Energy Vortex around the Primordial Spirit, which it absorbed frantically.
Simultaneously, Chen Sheng’s sea of consciousness trembled violently, as if about to overturn entirely.
Countless thoughts leapt out like beasts escaping a cage, tumbling and roaring within the sea of consciousness, colliding with each other.
These thoughts took various forms, so like withdrawn turtles, exuding dense timidity, so like hunched old n, trembling with a cane, full of cowardice.
So appeared as armored sword-wielding warriors, their Sword Light fierce, displaying courageous sharpness, others like green-eyed foxes, hiding insidious cunning...
Thoughts driven by greed, envy, compassion, wrath, and nurous other emotions densely filled the space.
After the heart’s shackles were broken and the Nascent Soul grew, these thoughts previously buried deep in the sea of consciousness surged in numbers, exceeding Chen Sheng’s expectations.
He instantly realized with a chill that this was the most perilous "Demon Madness Tribulation" on the path to Divinity Transformation!
If all these thoughts were integrated into the Primordial Spirit, especially those with evident conflicts, failing to completely subdue them would inevitably plunge the Primordial Spirit into madness, resulting in soullessness, or complete ruin.
Historically, many astonishing Nascent Soul Great Perfection Cultivators succumbed at this step, so lost to madness wandering the wilderness, others exploding uncontrollably into nothingness.
"Seeing Heart and Understanding Nature, before I have clarified my heart, today is the mont of enlightennt!"
There are many thods to enlightennt, and Chen Sheng’s approach was straightforward; as a Sword Cultivator, he excelled at resolving dilemmas with his sword!
The illusory Cyan Nether Sword in the Primordial Spirit’s hand slashed a cyan-golden Sword Light, emitting a force that could cut through anything, invincible.
"No second sword in life, slaying others and myself!"
Upon these words, the cyan-golden Sword Light split into dozens of small yet fierce sword shadows, slicing toward the myriad of thoughts in the sea of consciousness like a storm.
Despite its apparent simplicity, this strike was perilous to the extre—every thought was part of his soul, and while extinguishing them, the Primordial Spirit would endure equivalent backlash.
This is the mutual exhaustion of primordial spirit forces, with the slightest carelessness leading to the collapse of the primordial spirit and the body’s death and Dao’s disappearance.
Ordinary cultivators often perish after severing two or three conflicting thoughts, with their primordial spirit collapsing due to depletion of power.
Only soone like Chen Sheng, who has long comprehended the Dao Principles, can continuously replenish his primordial spirit using the Power of Heaven and Earth. The process of severing thoughts is swift and decisive, without any hesitation.
"Puff!"
At the mont the sword light fell, the first conflicting thought was cut down, and Chen Sheng felt a sudden tightening in his heart, an indescribable fear surging over him like a tide.
"This is the pain of severing oneself!"
Terror engulfed his heart, cold sweat seeped from his forehead, and his back was instantly drenched — this was more perilous than facing a full-force strike from a Divinity Transformation Cultivator.
After all, one can resist external enemies, but now he was severing himself, with nowhere to hide, and the slightest hesitation would lead to eternal damnation.
Yet Chen Sheng’s gaze beca increasingly resolute. Although he has always been steady, he has never lacked the decisiveness to burn his boats and advance.
The primordial spirit controlled the sword’s shadow to keep severing, cutting down each thought that did not align with his Sword Cultivator Dao Heart under the cyan-gold sword light.
The thoughts in his sea of consciousness gradually diminished, and Chen Sheng’s primordial spirit beca sowhat illusory, with the spirit light around him dimming slightly.
But his eyes grew brighter and more determined.
With each negative thought shattered, his understanding of his own Dao Heart deepened, and the harmony between his primordial spirit and the Heaven and Earth Dao Principle increased.
When the thoughts in the sea of consciousness were halved, the remaining were all thoughts that aligned with his Dao Heart. These thoughts were harmonious and blended without conflict, surrounding the primordial spirit like stars encircling the moon.
Chen Sheng took a deep breath and controlled the primordial spirit to absorb all these thoughts into itself.
At the mont of absorption, the primordial spirit erupted in dazzling golden light, its form growing from a re yard to over three yards tall, with the Penetration Dao Principle flowing more smoothly around it.
The once illusory Cyan Nether Sword also beca more solid, radiating the ethereal grace of an Unparalleled Swordsman.
In the next mont, the primordial spirit fully rged with Heaven and Earth, and within a radius of three thousand miles, every inch of land, every wisp of Spiritual Qi, every whisper of the wind was clearly perceived by him.
The power of Heaven and Earth was at his command, easily shifted, and the operation of the Heaven and Earth Dao Principles beca so clear it seed he could touch it with an outstretched hand.
At this mont, a rolling thunder resounded from above the heavens, deep and majestic, not as piercing as ordinary thunder but carrying the might of heaven and earth.
Without the gathering of dark clouds, bands of heavenly lightning suddenly descended, each pillar as thick as a yard, covered with golden runes on the surface!
This was the inevitable Two-Nine Celestial Tribulation for Divinity Transformation Cultivators, also known as the Divinity Transformation Celestial Tribulation, the ultimate test by Heaven and Earth for cultivators breaking through the Divinity Transformation Realm.
But Chen Sheng remained fearless, confidently displaying the Dao Principle comprehension he had achieved earlier!
With a wave of his hand, the Cyan Nether Sword slashed out, sending a cyan-gold sword light soaring, clashing thunderously with the first heavenly lightning.
"Boom!"
The lightning pillar instantly shattered, scattering into countless electric serpents. Subsequently, the second, third... and fifteenth heavenly lightning followed in rapid succession.
Chen Sheng’s sword light beca faster and faster, each precisely striking the core node of the heavenly lightning, shattering it without a trace of electric light even touching the hem of his clothes.
During this, Chen Sheng did not forget to carefully experience the post-Divinity Transformation state.
With the birth of the primordial spirit and the descent of the celestial tribulation, countless insights on the Destruction Dao Rhy suddenly flashed in his mind, and what was once obscure and hard to understand now beca crystal clear.
As the sixteenth heavenly lightning descended, a flash of understanding appeared in Chen Sheng’s eyes, and the cyan-gold sword light in his primordial spirit’s hand suddenly transford.
The embryonic form of the Destruction Dao Principle unexpectedly integrated into it, intertwining and elevating with the Penetration Dao Principle, forming a strange cyan-gold intertwined sword light.
The sword light fell, shattering the sixteenth heavenly lightning as if it were paper, even easier than breaking the first heavenly lightning.
As the subsequent heavenly lightning descended one after another, Chen Sheng’s sword light grew increasingly smooth, with the Penetration Dao Principle responsible for breaking defenses and the embryonic form of the Destruction Dao Principle for destruction, working together seamlessly.
As the last heavenly lightning was shattered by the sword light, the thunderous sound gradually faded away.
Imdiately after, an even more astonishing phenonon appeared.
Above the firmant, countless golden petals drifted down like fine rain, each petal crystal clear, landing without a trace of dust, instead rging into the earth as dots of golden light.
At the sa ti, on the earth below, golden lotus flowers blood out of thin air, with layers of petals and tiny law runes within their lotus hearts. The lotuses rotated with the wind, radiating a clear and transcendent Buddhist sound.
This was the "Golden Flowers and Golden Lotuses Phenonon" brought forth by the Small Thousand World to celebrate the birth of a Divinity Transformation Cultivator.
At this mont, such a Golden Flowers and Golden Lotuses phenonon covered Chen Sheng’s primordial spirit, nurturing his newly solidified primordial spirit and body.
With the blessing of the Golden Flowers and Golden Lotuses, Chen Sheng’s aura surged, his primordial spirit solidified from its semi-transparent state, perfectly rging with his body.
Chen Sheng slowly opened his eyes, where countless golden flowers and the rotating golden lotuses were reflected. The operation trajectory of the Heaven and Earth Dao Principles was as clear as a drawing to him.
With a wave of his hand, the Cyan Nether Sword let out a light hum as a cyan-gold sword light swept past, drawing in a falling golden flower into the sword, which promptly radiated a gentle golden light.
"The Divinity Transformation Realm, finally reached."
The golden flowers continued to fall, and the golden lotuses kept spinning, with this heavenly phenonon persisting for half an hour before gradually fading.
From this point on, the world had gained another Celestial Venerable of Divinity Transformation!
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