It sounded like there were many cultivation techniques, but in fact, there were very few. After all, there were more than trillions of living beings in the Primordial World. There were hundreds of billions of humans alone, and there were countless demons. With so many living beings, it was easy to imagine that there were only so many cultivation techniques.
Mo Fan actually had a goal in mind. His favorite skill was the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art of the Sorcerer Tribe. It was a body-strengthening technique cultivated by the Great God Pangu. It was said that once it was mastered, it would be able to split the sky and earth apart. Even if that was not the case, Yang Jian had only cultivated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art for a few years, yet he was able to shine during the Battle of the Gods Investiture, even defeating the older generation of Immortal Cultivators. It was obvious how powerful the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art was.
According to Mo Fan's original plan, he was planning to become a disciple of the Three Pure Ones and learn the cultivation method of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art. After all, the Three Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were both formed after Pangu's death. If the Sorcerer Tribe knew the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, the Three Pure Ones would definitely know it too. After all, Perfected Yu Ding and his disciple, Yang Jian, were both cultivating the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art.
However, it seemed that there was not enough time. If he could not break through his cultivation as soon as possible, he might not even be able to leave the Treasure-snatching Holy Tower alive.
"Looks like I have to think of a way to obtain the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art from the Sorcerer Tribe. I can use this opportunity!”Mo Fan pinched his chin. He had an idea.
He closed his eyes and sank his mind into his consciousness. A golden book was glowing, which meant that Mo Fan could flip to another page. Each of the Three Thousand Great Arts was extremely powerful. He was able to fight against Taowu for so long because of the power of the Three Thousand Great Arts. Otherwise, he would have been defeated long ago. After all, the difference between a Heaven Immortal and a Grand Unity Mystic Immortal was too great. If it was someone else, even an Innate Deity, they would not be able to fight their opponent evenly.
He flipped open the golden book and saw a piece of paper filled with words he did not recognize. It was probably the words of an Innate God. No one could understand it. Just like before, the words fell off the surface of the golden book and flew into Mo Fan's forehead. The next moment, a torrent of information exploded in his mind, sending Mo Fan into enlightenment.
Great Myriad Manifestation Technique!
This was the great Dao technique that he had obtained this time. It was said that when cultivated to a high level, he could evolve the myriad phenomena on his own. How powerful was this? The Boundless Nature represented a world. If he evolved the Boundless Nature, wouldn't it mean that he could evolve a world? This was the same principle as how Pangu created the world and evolved the primeval world.
Mo Fan spent the next few days immersed in his enlightenment. His Yuan Shen was in a state of chaos. A golden light suddenly appeared and opened up the chaos, revealing a person who looked exactly like Mo Fan. Suddenly, Mo Fan transformed into a divine dragon that soared into the sky. He swung his tail and turned into a phoenix that was flying in flames. As he flapped his wings, he turned into a golden Qilin. He changed his form every time he moved.
The Golden Crow, Taowu, Qiongqi... and even the Sorcerer Tribe had evolved into a mighty Primordial Chaos Saint. Mo Fan's enlightenment stopped there. His spirit withered, and he was drenched in sweat.
"Great Myriad Manifestation Technique, so powerful!"
Mo Fan took a deep breath. After the enlightenment, he had a deep understanding of the terrifying power of the Great Nature Manifestation Art. Evolution was no longer just about changing one's form, it was also about changing one's own existence. If he could evolve into a Divine Dragon, Mo Fan would immediately transform into the supreme Nine-clawed Golden Dragon. Not only would his form change, but his bloodline would also evolve as well!
Heaven and earth were me, and I was heaven and earth. This was probably the feeling.
However, it would not be easy to reach such a level. At the very least, Mo Fan was not yet capable of doing so. He might be able to transform into an alternative dragon, but it was impossible for him to transform into a golden dragon. Of course, as his cultivation increased and his understanding of the Great Ten Thousand Elephant Art deepened, Mo Fan's Great Ten Thousand Elephant Art would only become more terrifying.
It was like he had turned into a myriad of clones. He was a human, yet he could take on the form of anything in the world. Imagine if Mo Fan suddenly transformed into a nine-clawed golden dragon during a battle. His body and mana would be strengthened. A nine-clawed golden dragon was the strongest Connate Deity. If he transformed into a phoenix, Mo Fan could even control the Phoenix Clan's Ashes of Rebirth. In other words, he would have an undying body. How powerful was that?
Mo Fan stood up and cast the Great Nature Manifestation Art. He disappeared after a flash of golden light, replaced by a small black dog. That's right, it looked exactly like Blackie. It then walked out of the cave with its tail raised.
Blackie was lying at the entrance of the cave with a relaxed look on its face. It was indeed very relaxed. There were all kinds of demon corpses piled up in front of it. Although they were not the descendants of demon kings or demon gods, they were all great nourishment. It had been guarding the door these days and seemed bored. It ate non-stop every day. The last war between the liches and demons lasted for three days and countless people died. Naturally, Blackie benefited from this. It stole a few corpses from time to time.
"This is outrageous! That little guy Mo Fan is treating me like a guard dog! I'm going to bite him to vent my anger when he comes out!”The black puppy used its paw to hang its mouth and muttered unhappily.
Mo Fan was standing behind Blackie. His face darkened when he heard its muttering, even though his face was really dark at the moment.
"Who do you want to bite?"
"Of course it's that little guy Mo Fan?”Blackie replied impatiently. Then, it was shocked. Its entire body stiffened and it turned its head with an ugly expression. However, in the next moment, it was stunned. It rubbed its eyes in disbelief. When it looked again, it was still the same. It immediately felt as if it had seen a ghost.
"Who are you?" The black puppy said with a vigilant expression. The black puppy in front of him looked exactly like him. How was that possible? It did not remember having any brothers.
After sniffing it, its expression changed drastically. Even the smell was exactly the same as its own. It was not a transformation technique at all. No matter how the ordinary transformation technique changed, the smell could not be changed. Other demons could not smell it, but as a dog, it had a very sensitive sense of smell. It was impossible for it not to smell it.
Mo Fan wanted to tease it by saying that he was Little Black, but he quickly thought about it. Wasn't he admitting that he was a dog? Mo Fan could not just casually say that. He immediately cast the Great Nature Manifestation Art. After a burst of golden light, Mo Fan slowly stood up and returned to his original state. The puppy was shocked.
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