"According to Taoist Friend Yin’s aning, does that an my great-grandson deserved to die? In that case, if we are stronger than you, should you hand over the one who killed my great-grandson?"
"Hehe... Fan Fenglei, your great-grandson deserved to die, and it seems my Holy Maiden of the Illusion Sky Realm also deserved to die. Since they all deserved it, why was it not soone from the Yin Family?"
Upon hearing these three voices, the people of Spirit Origin Prefecture and Illusion Sky Realm were overjoyed.
"It’s the Mansion Master!"
"It’s the Realm Master!"
Even Jiu Futu of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace’s eyes lit up:
"The Palace Master has also co!"
The cultivators from Golden Water Pond, Longcong Prefecture, and other forces had slightly tense expressions, exchanging glances, sensing an unusual atmosphere.
They had been invited by Spirit Origin Prefecture and Illusion Sky Realm to support, thinking it was rely a slight challenge to claim so benefits or weaken the Baiqu Yin Family, which they were more than happy to do.
However, they hadn’t expected the Master of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace to personally show up, changing the nature of the situation significantly.
On the Yin Family’s side, their expressions also shifted slightly.
Yin Tianzhi’s gaze suddenly beca heavy.
At this mont, he finally realized where the sense of unease lingering in his heart had been coming from.
"Since when did the Ten Thousand Demon Palace get involved with these two families?"
"Three middle-stage Tribulation-Transcending experts..."
anwhile, three figures silently erged from the rolling Chaos Origin Substance.
They quietly landed in front of the Yin Family mbers.
A young man in a blue robe, surrounded by Demonic Qi, an old man with a sorrowful expression, and a young woman with a strange smile on her face.
All of them were looking at Yin Tianzhi at this mont.
"Either hand over the one responsible for ruining my great-grandson’s life... or the Yin Family need not exist today!"
"Hehe, what Fan Fenglei said is exactly what I wanted to say!"
The old man and the woman spoke one after the other.
Only the young man in the blue robe smiled slightly:
"I’m only here to uphold justice, Taoist Friend Yin. Perhaps you should heed my advice and hand over the one who ruined the lives of two fellow Taoists? I can guarantee that this will end here, otherwise..."
He glanced around at the Yin Family cultivators below, the smile on his face growing:
"Our Ten Thousand Demon Palace’s dead man’s pit just happens to be lacking so new materials..."
In the distant darkness, more figures faintly erged, surrounding them...
Yin Tianzhi’s expression was grim, his gaze flickering, montarily caught in silence and hesitation.
...
"Physical body, Dao Domain, Primordial Spirit, rules..."
Within an abandoned Domain.
Fu Gui, whose fur appeared much brighter than before, quietly sprawled at the side, licking the crestfallen Wu Monkey King.
Not far away, Wang Ba’s eyes shone brilliantly and crystal-clear. Above his head, the Yellow Dao Domain, although still seventh tier, was now much more condensed than before.
Sitting alone, he looked thoughtful.
Among the many Dao Treasures within his Primordial Spirit—such as the scabbard, zither, large pen from the Immortal Mansion, along with the Wind-Driving Staff and Land-Parting Staff—they seed to sense sothing, silently erging from his Primordial Spirit, floating around.
Only a black Immortal Pill, nearly half its previous size, remained in his Primordial Spirit, slowly rotating and continuously releasing its dicinal power.
But at this mont, he had truly reached the limit of the Unification stage. This dicinal power could no longer be transford into his foundation, only lingering within his Primordial Spirit, unable to be expelled.
It could only repeatedly impact an unseen bottleneck, slowly chiseling open a crack...
He quietly felt the changes within his body, each breath seemingly resonating with a Domain, filled with unimaginable power.
That was the result of the body, Primordial Spirit, and Dao Domain reaching the ultimate limit of the Dharma Lineage Unification stage.
Before consuming the Elixir, his idea of the limit of Unification had a vast difference from reality.
At this mont, a realization dawned upon him:
"Thunder Tribulation, rather than being a punishnt for cultivators, is more like an aid, helping them make a leap across the threshold of life stage. It’s a privilege the Domain gives to cultivators nurtured by it."
"But in the Sea of Chaos Realm, due to the rules, even without a Thunder Tribulation, Outer World Cultivators can still break through to a higher stage."
"I didn’t understand the reason before, but now it seems the breakthrough in realm isn’t inherently related to Thunder Tribulation. The Sea of Chaos Realm rely lowers the threshold through rules."
"In the true Realm Sea, as long as one’s foundation is deep enough, one can gradually elevate the life stage, completing a breakthrough even without relying on Thunder Tribulation, like...
"Now."
He slightly lifted his head.
Above.
The Yellow Dao Domain began to roll violently without a sound!
In that mont, his Primordial Spirit silently flew out from above the Xin Gate, spreading its arms, closing its eyes to sense the rules of the surrounding Realm Sea.
Within the Primordial Spirit, an unprecedented transformation was simultaneously occurring!
Instantly, he seed to rge with the entire Realm Sea.
He saw the abandoned Domain he was in, saw the surrounding void in the distance, saw the ’Zhang’s Ruins’ in the distance that resembled a human form, noticing the minute details in every pore, seeing so familiar faces...
Just at this mont, a voice tinged with anger suddenly sounded in his perception:
"Here again! Huh? You’ve broken through so quickly?!"
The voice, tinged with anger, sounded sowhat surprised.
Wow—
Wang Ba suddenly lost the ability to sense the details within Zhang’s Ruins.
It was as if a force abruptly cut off his perception.
With a slight frown, he chose not to focus on Zhang’s Ruins or the more distant Domain and rubble.
His consciousness returned to the present.
Those strands of black and white threads that were once obscure now seed to open up to him, allowing him to take at will.
The Five Elents, Yin and Yang, Wind, Thunder, Ice, Divine Pattern Rites, Stars, Yuanci...
The essence of these once stood as separate entities.
Though gathered as one, they each operated independently.
Yet in this instant, they all transford into strands of black and white threads, filling and manifesting, like sinews and bones, birthing ’flesh’ centered around them, constructing a brand-new Yellow Dao Domain.
Wherever his thoughts went, all dharmas followed.
Unlike other Tribulation-Transcending cultivators who first consolidate an eighth-tier Dao Domain and then comprehend the rules for integration, Wang Ba’s new Dao Domain was ford based on his comprehension of the rules, making them inherently harmonious from the start.
The rules he comprehended were far more profound and vast than those of early-stage Tribulation cultivators.
The new eighth-tier Yellow Dao Domain, renewed, after its circulation, silently rged into the Tribulation-Transcending Realm Primordial Spirit.
His Primordial Spirit gradually withdrew from that mysterious state.
For a mont, he felt a sense of lancholy and loss.
Having endured the trials of weather and hardship, and nurous difficulties, he had finally reached this step.
"Tribulation-Transcending Realm."
Unexpectedly, there was no anticipated excitent, only a faint sense of wistfulness and calm.
Such is often the way of things; after striving with all one’s might, all that remains is to quietly await the bloom of a flower.
His mind briefly shifted, recalling the changes that occurred in Zhang’s Ruins earlier, frowning slightly.
"Spirit Origin Prefecture and Illusion Sky Realm..."
He glanced around.
The five top-grade innate Dao Treasures around him humd continuously, seeming to rejoice at their owner’s breakthrough.
Wang Ba gently beckoned.
The five Dao Treasures eagerly flew into his Primordial Spirit.
Carrying these treasures during Unification felt burdenso, but now that sensation was completely absent.
He only felt a harmonious integration with these five Dao Treasures.
"It’s ti to move on."
After familiarizing himself slightly, Wang Ba then looked in the direction of Zhang’s Ruins, his gaze turning slightly cold.
The next mont, his Primordial Spirit rged back into his physical body, his sleeve waved, storing everything around him within.
After ensuring there were no omissions, with a thought, a Divine Pattern flashed beside him.
His figure then disappeared...
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