"Visualization of Pangu!"
The Herculean King didn't even think about it and directly visualized Pangu.
Pangu was the strongest among the 3,000 Chaos Demon Gods!
He was now in Pangu's heart and had inherited Pangu's memories. With such good conditions, he would be a fool not to visualize Pangu!
"Swoosh!"
With a thought, Pangu, who was tens of thousands of feet tall, with an ancient and domineering Dao rune circulating all over his body and holding the Heaven Splitting Divine Axe, appeared in the Herculean King's mind.
As he visualized Pangu, the Power King's entire body was deposited in Pangu's Dao runes. His mental power was rapidly consumed. In the blink of an eye, most of it was consumed.
"Swoosh!"
The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art in his body operated automatically, absorbing Pangu's blood essence, refining it into qi, refining it into spirit, and turning it into streams of spiritual power to supplement the Herculean King.
With the replenishment of his mental power, the image of Pangu in the Herculean King's mind became clearer and clearer, but the speed of refining Pangu's blood essence became faster and faster.
Within a few breaths, the Herculean King had completely devoured the Pangu blood essence flowing around him, and the devouring speed continued to spread in all directions.
One meter, two meters, three meters…
In a short time, the Herculean King's speed of devouring Pangu's blood essence was as fast as the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. The devouring of Pangu's blood essence woke them up.
"It's Little Thirteen!"
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery saw the Herculean King and breathed a sigh of relief.
He was his brother.
As for god father's blood essence, he could just swallow it. In any case, he had plenty of god father's blood essence.
As he thought about it, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery moved back to avoid the Herculean King's devouring range.
However, when they calmed down and cultivated, a devouring power appeared and swept past them, devouring the Pangu blood around them again.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery moved away once again, and the devouring power followed. The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery moved away again, and the devouring power descended again... Five or six times in a row…
“………..”
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery's face darkened, and the corners of their mouths twitched.
Wherever we go, you will follow!
Are you still going to let me cultivate?!
"Hmph, this Little Thirteen is too much of a bully. When he comes out, I'll definitely beat him up!”
"Right, we must give him a good beating. He has already taken the Father's blood, how can we cultivate? If one beating doesn't work, then three!"
"It's happening again. Let's cultivate quickly and transform as soon as possible to beat Thirteen!”
For a moment, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery complained to the Herculean King. They were all holding back their anger. When they transformed, they would definitely give the Herculean King a good beating.
"Phew!"
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery did not care about the devouring power anymore. They circulated their mystic arts and began to absorb Pangu's blood for cultivation. Time passed quickly during their cultivation.
In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of years had passed!
"Boom!"
The Herculean King's body trembled, and the Pangu phantom in his mind instantly became clear and bright, as if it had turned corporeal, with a few more traces of Pangu's Dao runes.
"My spiritual power has condensed into Pangu!”
The Herculean King heaved a sigh of relief and revealed a happy expression.
When one's psyche condensed into a visualized object, it could be considered a manifestation of one's psyche. It was equivalent to a god forming an Essence Soul. It had many supreme mysteries.
"My spiritual power is already equivalent to a Golden Celestial!”
Dispelling Pangu and turning it back into spiritual power, the Herculean King sensed the realm of his spiritual power and nodded in satisfaction."Now that I have spiritual power, the next step is to condense my physical body!”
"The true form of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery is not what I want. I have the Law of Power, so I should condense the strongest Innate Pangu Dao Body!”
"Condense!"
The Herculean King shouted loudly, and his spiritual power burst forth. He began to transform his form according to the Pangu Divine Form. He quickly stretched out his limbs and condensed his head to reveal his five senses.
"Five internal organs!"
With a loud shout, the Force King's eyes shone with divine light. He mobilized Pangu's blood essence into his body and quickly condensed his heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys.
"Enlighten!"
His psyche was like a knife, entering his body and opening his acupuncture points. Numerous acupuncture points appeared and soon covered his entire body.
Not more, not less, exactly 129,600.
"Puff!"
The Herculean King swept his psyche across the area, and all his acupoints were connected, forming a perfect cycle. Then, he took out the Connate Cardinal treasure, the Chaos Cauldron, and activated it.
"Return to the source!"
With a low growl, the Force King opened the Primal Chaos Cauldron and threw the condensed body into the cauldron. The cauldron shone with divine light and refined the impurities in the body.
"Phew!"
The moment the Primal Chaos Cauldron opened, it devoured the Herculean King's power crazily. The Herculean King circulated his mystic technique crazily, and the black hole swept in all directions again.
"Here it comes again!"
Initially, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were quite happy when they saw the Herculean King stop devouring. However, when they saw the Herculean King devouring again, and it was even more terrifying than before, their faces turned green.
"Little Thirteen is going too far!"
"I can't live like this anymore. No, I can't take it anymore. I'm going to be born!”
"I want to be born too!"
For a moment, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery's faces were as black as the bottom of a pot. They could not stay any longer. They all circulated their mystic techniques and broke the light ball, appearing in advance!
In the blink of an eye, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had all left.
"Phew!"
Without the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery devouring Pangu's blood, the Power King's devouring power was even stronger. The surging power was refined by the Cauldron of Chaos, turning into the Power of Creation and entering the cauldron's body.
The impurities in his body were removed, and the surging power of creation formed a perfect cycle. Under the reverse Connate effect of the Cauldron of Chaos, he turned into a Connate Dao Body.
"Boom!"
The Chaos Cauldron opened automatically, and a corporeal body flew out. It emitted dense Connate Dao runes and looked exactly like the Herculean King.
"Haha, success!"
The Herculean King laughed loudly. His mental energy turned into a torrent and directly entered the flying physical body....
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The Second One
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