Chapter 531
byChapter 531: The Transformation of the Dan
Ye Yun suddenly stepped forward through the searing pain, taking three consecutive strides to overtake Ding Qian and reach ten zhang, standing alongside Zhuge Chong and Kun Huazi.
His face paled, body trembling violently.
Both Zhuge Chong and Kun Huazi turned, their eyes flashing with shock. They had clearly underestimated Ye Yun’s strength.
"Junior Brother, focus your breath and steady your mind," Kun Huazi barked, his own body swaying as hidden energy threatened to topple him.
Zhuge Chong remained silent, offering only a brief encouraging glance before refocusing on resisting the hidden energy’s assault.
Ye Yun wobbled twice before stabilizing, legs rooted like ancient trees in the Spiritual Pond’s depths.
Kun Huazi’s eyes widened—another surprise from Ye Yun.
Shu Anshi watched with a faint smile. This junior brother had absorbed most of the Ice Spirit Qi in the North Sea Xuan Ice House—ordinary standards didn’t apply.
"Beyond ten zhang lies more than hidden energy. Cross it, and you’ll see," Shu Anshi said calmly, his relaxed demeanor contrasting with the pond’s violent forces.
"Elder Brother, are you mocking us?" Kun Huazi shouted, straining against invisible bonds. "I’ve tried countless times yet can’t advance past ten zhang! Now you urge him forward—what kind of elder brother are you?"
Ye Yun nodded wordlessly. Hidden energy ravaged his meridians while spiritual energy flooded his veins. Even his hardened body barely endured—advancing further seemed impossible.
Yet he knew his limits weren’t reached. The Heart of Immortals and Demons lay dormant. Activating it with the Little Absorption Technique could multiply his intake. But the agony—bones grinding, meridians burning—warned against testing eleven zhang.
His gaze shifted to Kuang Wuwei at thirteen zhang. How? On the Burning Divine Platform, Kuang Wuwei’s strength matched Kun Huazi’s at best. What secret technique or treasure protected him?
Shu Anshi observed Ye Yun expectantly. If this Foundation Establishment cultivator reached eleven zhang, it would shatter all Spiritual Pond records.
Pain forged both body and Soul Willpower. Ye Yun channeled the torrential spiritual energy, refining it into true qi that surged toward his dantian. A luminous sphere formed—the embryonic False Pill.
Ordinary cultivators would rejoice at approaching the Golden Pill Dao. But Ye Yun’s path was different. Five exotic spiritual energies—thunder, ice, fire, space, and base true qi—needed merging. Even three fused energies were rare in millennia of history. Five? Unprecedented.
Worse, the Sword Path’s razor-edged mysteries defied containment. How could a False Pill imprison this force that could split worlds?
The Spiritual Pond’s pure energy offered hope. Ye Yun greedily absorbed it, compressing the raging streams into his dantian. The glowing sphere sharpened, golden hues bleeding through—yet still insufficient.
This revelation would stun Kun Huazi and Ding Qian. Such energy could forge multiple ordinary False Pills. What monstrous density did Ye Yun’s true qi possess?
His eyes snapped open, resolve crystallizing. Spiritual energy influx multiplied—he’d recklessly activated the Little Absorption Technique, gambling everything for that final push.
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