With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 841 - 616: Once Too Weak to Hold a Sword, Now Divine

The demonic clouds dispersed, and ng Chuan gasped for breath, unable to maintain his previous state.

The dragon-snake-like net of black energy also receded with a rustling sound.

The intention completely dissipated, and the world returned to its original appearance, revealing the miniature Little Dragon Man figurine.

Its joints were scattered with bits of flesh, its entire body blackened, clearly indicating that the soul’s glow had almost faded away.

Even on the brink of death, Burn Steel still struggled desperately.

Gradually growing flesh, its form seed capable of recovery.

After such a terrifying blow, this chosen one of purgatory still retained a thread of life, not completely dead.

Judging by this trend, if ng Chuan did nothing, recovery was only a matter of ti.

Its vitality was truly tenacious, sothing he couldn’t compare to...

Burn Steel’s expression was cold and harsh, looking at ng Chuan, unable to control that strange divine power.

Once I recover, it’ll be his end!

However...

Burn Steel’s eyes widened, pupils filled with fear, lips quivered without words, a faint whimper rolled from his throat.

Splurt——

ng Chuan cupped a black lotus in his palm, coldly overlooking the little dragon figure before him.

The next second, he pressed it down without hesitation.

Exhaustion didn’t an the depletion of Demon Seed True Qi.

He still had a trump card...

ng Chuan had long noticed that the demonic qi in this land was of an unknown composition, different from most he had encountered before.

In this place, the recovery of Seed Demon Inner Breath was extrely fast.

The spring in his body was like the lung pulse of the earth, accumulating surging Seed Demon Inner Breath with each breath.

Like a water pump, a perpetual motion machine, never exhausted.

Within just a few breaths, the depleted Seed Demon Inner Breath, used in the nascent intention of death, had already replenished by half.

The divine power that instilled fear in Burn Steel resurfaced, making its eyes filled with terror, struggling more intensely.

Facing death, the proud chosen one of purgatory finally feared dying.

"Relax, it’ll all be over soon..."

ng Chuan squinted his eyes, his left hand’s black fla lotus pinned down the struggling Burn Steel.

With a shift of his mind, he attempted to unleash [Elephant Power Purifies God].

Like an elephant trunk drawing water, spiritual power transford into a gaping maw, voraciously devouring Burn Steel’s unguarded soul!

The Elephant God was his spiritual imagery creature, devouring others’ souls, equated to his spiritual power ingesting the opponent’s soul.

Extracting deep-level spiritual power to enhance his foundation.

This move was nearly a Demon Path thod, sothing ng Chuan used sparingly.

But facing a feast like Burn Steel, not indulging would be out of character for him...

His spiritual foundation was only a step away from the [Amber Foundation].

Therefore...

"Please, Fellow Daoist Burn Steel, assist in my cultivation!"

As the soul’s massive mouth devoured, the red-eyed "Elephant Demon" bared its fangs, dramatically rising ten zhang high behind ng Chuan.

Ivory laced with black qi, scarlet eyes burning with demonic flas, surrounded by black miasma, no longer resembling its once majestic appearance!

"Is this... the Elephant God transforming into a Dragon Demon? Completely digesting Burn Steel’s soul should allow it to return... right?"

ng Chuan was apprehensive, watching the elephant’s appearance; indeed, [Elephant Power Purifies God] should be used sparingly in the future...

Crack!

The soulless Burn Steel crumbled like a puppet’s thin paper, crushed into powder by ng Chuan...

The chosen one of purgatory, a terrifying great demon bestowed with three divine powers, so offspring of a so-called Divine Master, was completely killed by him...

The red-eyed demon elephant retreated into him, bringing a brand new spiritual power.

In ng Chuan’s sea of consciousness, these spiritual powers coalesced into a sea of fire.

A golden barrier seed like it was thrown into Laozi’s alchemy furnace, wildly refining.

In the blink of an eye, it was burned a glowing red!

The spiritual foundation transcended at this mont.

Golden red brilliance, achieving the Amber Foundation after devouring Burn Steel’s soul, was as expected.

Simultaneously, an unprecedented clarity filled his mind.

This feeling was familiar, like the mont when the body transcends the mundane.

Spiritual power was elevated at this ti.

In the sea of consciousness, the interwoven gold and red spiritual sea of fire suddenly collapsed, like a star collapsing into a white dwarf, completing a qualitative change under extre compression of density and mass.

The sea level significantly lowered, if originally it was running water, now it was a slippery rcury paste, each drop weighing several tis more than before.

It’s like transitioning from liquid, to a viscous non-Newtonian fluid.

Not yet achieving the most formidable solid state of spiritual power, but the future is promising...

Everything was moving in a better direction!

The change in the sea of consciousness was the most obvious sign of spiritual power’s elevation.

ng Chuan nodded to himself, what Uncle Master Zhao from Wudang said before was not in vain.

Every drop of spiritual power had beco extraordinary, also the foundational power for Tao and Buddhist spiritual power in controlling and maneuvering objects.

Simultaneously, the previously flowing golden barrier at this mont solidified into a semi-transparent crystal.

Each facet refracted the micro-light of the soul’s essence, red and gold brilliance.

This was the mark of the [Amber Foundation] forming, his sea of consciousness’s defensive power greatly enhanced, even the transparent facets could reflect spiritual attacks back at enemies.

Why don’t many high-level martial arts families easily launch spiritual attacks when exchanging blows?

It’s inevitable to kill a thousand enemies while sacrificing eight hundred of oneself.

With spiritual power’s elevation, further affecting the brain, there was no longer the slightest sense of stagnation in thought operations.

Under the storage of "Once proven, forever proven", the mory fragnts that used to need deliberate mobilization.

Now like specins displayed in a glass cabinet, a slight thought and they could be precisely extracted.

Finally, he introspected the concern from before.

The upper dantian in the center of the brows.

With a glance, ng Chuan let out a long breath of relief.

The red-eyed demon elephant’s phantom gradually faded on the crystal base, returning to the dignified form of a golden white elephant.

The "impurities" brought by devouring others’ souls disappeared without a trace.

Filtered by the Amber Foundation into pure spiritual power fuel, like an alchemist purifying rcury liquid.