Hongjun preached, Dharma and Logos overflowed, and Dao charm rose.
During this period, countless nomological fragments were successfully captured by Xuan Tian and absorbed and refined by him.
In addition, he was enjoying the fruits of others 'labor.
"Beep! Congratulations to the host for successfully comprehending 50% of the Laws of the Sword!”
As the system notification suddenly sounded, Xuan Tian, who had been calm for 1,500 years, suddenly emitted a dazzling purple light.
In an instant.
The vast and endless power of laws surged from all over the Purple Cloud Palace.
As they surged into Xuan Tian's body, Xuan Tian could feel the billions of cells and particles in his body suddenly becoming restless. They kept splitting and reassembling, repeating this process from being born to being destroyed.
That feeling…
It was as if countless universes had exploded inside his body!
Endless Dao runes and laws turned into torrents that surged into his limbs and bones.
Under the nourishment of the endless nomological Dao runes and the heaven-defying effect of the Primordial Return to One Art, Xuan Tian's body was transformed again, revealing endless fortune.
The vast and boundless truth of the Great Dao washed over his divine sense, constantly strengthening his primordial spirit power, tempering his body, bones, and muscles…
The Primal Chaos Breathing Technique was extremely profound and obscure. It was simply difficult for those who were not immortal geniuses to cultivate!
When cultivating, ordinary cultivators used spiritual energy as the foundation of their cultivation and refined the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
What Xuan Tian refined was the laws of heaven and earth. Any law, even if it was destroyed beyond recognition or shattered into thousands of pieces, would still be absorbed and refined into the power of laws.
This was the cultivation method of the Essence Soul, while the Primordial Regression Technique cultivated blood essence!
At this moment, Xuan Tian had reached the late stage of the Quasi-Sage Realm!
A surge of incomparable blood essence power spread out with a bang!
Boom!
A vast aura instantly rose from Xuan Tian's body. Purple-gold fog completely enveloped Xuan Tian!
In the next moment.
In the Purple Cloud Palace, an extremely tall figure suddenly appeared!
A vast and dense Pangu pressure instantly spread out in all directions!
All the listeners in the Purple Cloud Palace felt a huge pressure at that moment!
Especially Kunpeng and Emperor Jun, who were sitting in the front row, fell to the ground in horror. Their chests were tight and their faces turned blue.
Everyone's expression became extremely ugly as they stared at the indomitable figure!
What was that?
The Pangu True Body?
No, that was not the Pangu True Body, but a true body under another situation.
But even so, it made all the experts 'breathing quicken.
Hongjun's preaching was also interrupted at this moment.
His indifferent face darkened.
"Ancestral Magus!"
"He's actually the Grand Wizard who disappeared in the long river of history!”
"But shouldn't there be twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in the Primordial World?”
"But why do I feel twelve, no, thirteen, fourteen, or even more nomological fluctuations from him!”
"What is he?"
"Could it be the combination of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery?”
Hongjun's expression was a little ugly.
According to the inherent plot of the Primordial World, he needed to undergo the Witchcraft Tribulation to further his plan.
Only then could the primeval Dao fruit that belonged to the lich demon mature. When he picked it, he could unleash the greatest effect.
Originally, he had thought that he would be powerful after the Dao Integration. He would find Yang Mei and either threaten or bribe her to hand over the Sorcerer Tribe.
With his abilities, it was very possible for him to bring the Sorcerer Tribe to greater heights in a short period of time!
After that, the Liches would start a war.
Immediately after, ten suns shone in the sky, Kuafu chased after the sun, Houyi shot down the sun, and Gonggong mounted the Zhou Mountain in anger…
After that, the battle between the lich and the demon ended, and both of them perished together. The Dao Fruit was complete.
However, reality proved it.
Raising his eyebrows was too ruthless.
He had actually compressed the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery into one person.
There was only one Ancestor of Sorcery in the entire Untainted Land!
The entire Wu Tribe had disappeared. In other words, there was no Wu Tribe in Untainted Land, no Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, let alone the Cultivation Tribulation of the Sorcerer and Demon Tribe.
This lich's Cultivation Tribulation had yet to begin and it had already died!
Hongjun felt a headache!
It was very painful, very painful!
If he had known that Yang Mei was so destructive to the Wilderness, he would not have dragged him into the water.
Perhaps he had been more ruthless back then and killed him in the Immortal Slaying Formation, and today's incident would not have happened.
He had miscalculated!
Forget it, it was better to finish the sermon first, then reason with Yang Mei. Perhaps he would leave some leeway!
However, why was this Grand Wizard a little different from the simple-minded boorish man with well-developed limbs?
Because the Sorcerer Tribe did not have a primordial spirit, they did not know the laws of nature and did not understand the mysteries.
As long as it was ignited, it was best to plan.
However, the one in front of him seemed to be very smart and difficult to deceive.
Furthermore, he cultivated the power of laws and walked the path of law vindication.
Moreover, what was even more shocking was that he cultivated and absorbed laws instead of spiritual energy. This was somewhat unbelievable.
"What heaven-defying inheritance did Yang Mei give him?!”
"Yang Mei, you really give me a headache!”
Suppressing the urge to kill Xuan Tian on the spot, Hongjun took a deep look at Xuan Tian, who had returned to his normal size, and continued to preach.
Xuan Tian naturally did not know what Hongjun was thinking.
A huge breakthrough had actually exposed his identity!
However, even if he knew, he wouldn't care too much!
At this moment, his body was surrounded by countless Dao laws. Colorful light lingered around him, and Dao runes overflowed. It was like a dream, and laws were dense!
A screen that only he could see appeared. It was his personal attribute list.
Host: Xuan Tian
[Race: Ancestor Sorcerer]
[Bloodline: Pangu Bloodline (30%)]
[Follower: Low-grade Chaos Godfiend]
[Cultivation: Late Quasi-Sage Stage]
Fusion Points: 1.2 million
Companion Treasure: Pangu Divine Hall
[Law Fusion: Creation Law (30%), Sword Law (50%), Time Law…]
"My leg actually advanced?”
Looking at the words on the attribute list and the terrifying blood essence flowing in his body, Xuan Tian was extremely satisfied.
"I'm one step closer to Primordial Chaos!”
Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, three thousand years had passed.
"This is the end of today's sermon. This is the second sermon on the path of the Quasi-Sage. If you have any questions, you can ask now.”
He could sense that the cultivation of the cultivators below had already reached the limit.
Dozens of them were even more restless, and their corpses were cut in an instant!
As long as he went back and meditated for a hundred years, he would be able to successfully sever a corpse and advance to the Quasi-Sage Realm.
This was exactly what he wanted to see.
"Dare I ask, Saint, as long as you cut off all three corpses and fuse them together, can you prove your Dao and become a Saint?”
Taiqing Laozi bowed to Hongjun and asked.
"No!"
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