After three months of intense training under the sea, Shi Hao succeeded. His body had transformed into a spirit, undergoing an ultimate metamorphosis. It was an indescribable realization, as a person who had reached this stage of spiritual transformation would immediately sense it. He had reached that point.
The brilliance of spirituality shone from within and without, blending seamlessly. His entire body radiated a halo as he sat like a divine Buddha, absorbing spiritual power from all directions, refining his true self.
The crystalline membrane that once covered his bones and organs shattered, burning into rays of light before disappearing. In its place, a flow of radiant energy surged into his flesh, bones, and organs.
At this stage, there was no need for an external membrane. Instead, spiritual waves flowed naturally, nourishing every inch of his body, not just the surface of his bones.
Shi Hao knew he had truly succeeded. The signs were identical to the legendary omens of deeply buried spiritual seeds and spontaneously flowing divine light. He had embarked on this path.
Now, he needed to guide this divine light to nourish his spiritual seed, helping it take root and grow. This would align every rune within his body, solidifying the transformation.
“I’m going to guide it now,” he whispered, as he began to regulate all the runes within his body, forming rivers of divine power that surged through his limbs, creating a network.
The strength of the body was inherently linked to these runes. Constructing one’s own runes was an extremely difficult task. Throughout history, humans had always mimicked fierce birds and beasts, gradually developing their own bone runes, and eventually growing stronger.
At the Spirit Transformation stage, one finally had the qualifications to build and adjust the flow of runes. These were not treasure arts, but something even more important—runes that could provide the body with an endless supply of power.
Shi Hao’s body had already become spiritual. Now, the task was to combine the runes. As long as his constructed runes weren’t too inferior, any weaknesses could be compensated for by his spiritual body.
After all, once the body became spiritual, it became unified, like chaos—fusing spirit into one furnace, allowing him to autonomously adjust and harmonize all the runes within his body.
Even so, Shi Hao continued to ponder, carefully reflecting. He hesitated to take immediate action.
He thought about many things, and then, a dazzling divine light flashed through his mind. He recalled that bone. In the past, certain things had been incomprehensible to him, but now, everything suddenly became clear, like a flash of enlightenment.
“That’s it, the Primal True Solution! It has provided a great inspiration. There are answers in there,” Shi Hao said excitedly, his eyes glowing.
The Primal True Solution had a mysterious origin. After undergoing a tribulation, Liu Shen, bathed in lightning, had descended from the heavens and taken root in Stone Village. The only artifact it brought was that piece of jade-white bone.
Liu Shen had sternly warned that the bone must never be revealed to the outside world, or it would bring great disaster.
The jade-white bone contained no treasure arts, only runes, and some divine battle diagrams. Some of the content was incredibly profound. Now, Shi Hao finally understood—those were the patterns of bone runes most coveted by those in the Spirit Transformation stage.
Everything was explained from the most basic origins. Its meaning was deep and boundless, yet it started from the simplest fundamentals, simplifying the complex, and truly contained countless mysteries.
Shi Hao studied each section, gaining insights. In an instant, one after another, runes began to arrange themselves, aligned with the Spirit Transformation stage’s requirements.
His body glowed as though a deity had awakened within, reviving in his form, ready to manifest the mark of life. He sat cross-legged in the void, guarding both his physical form and spirit.
The bone runes recorded in the Primal True Solution were many, each one representing a perfect answer to some fundamental question about the world.
“The simplest, the most straightforward, also the most widely spread. These have withstood the test of time and proven their correctness,” Shi Hao murmured to himself.
Individually, none of the runes were particularly profound, but when combined, they turned decay into the miraculous. As they arranged themselves within his body, evolving with the Spirit Transformation stage, the results were astonishing.
“This one belongs to the True Howling Wolf clan, this one to the Xuanwu clan, this one to the Qiongqi clan, and that one to the Taowu clan,”
Shi Hao whispered as he analyzed each rune. They were simple and straightforward, representing the patterns of various clans. But when combined into a whole, they became something entirely different.
As he continued to study and experiment with different combinations, his spiritual body naturally chose the optimal arrangement, aligning the runes within his body to form a brilliant mark.
Within his body, the runes continued to arrange themselves, combining and adjusting to perfection, growing stronger with each adjustment.
Time passed, though it was unclear how long. Shi Hao did not simply copy the runes but followed his own insights. He selected what was most suitable for him, forming the runes that were best aligned with his body.
This was the mutual choice of both his mind and spiritual body. His heart had understood, and his spiritual body, having attained its transformation, knew exactly what was most suitable and combined everything autonomously.
Finally, the runes within his body were in harmony. No longer chaotic, they flowed like water, merging with his flesh, organs, and bones—not as a membrane, but fused as one.
It was complete. Shi Hao had perfected his transformation, reaching full mastery of the Spirit Transformation stage.
In an instant, he felt a surge in his battle power. The runes within his body provided him with an endless, immeasurable power. It was as though an eternal divine furnace had been lit within him, continuously supplying divine fire to the runes.
Shi Hao shot up from the seabed, causing the waves to surge. He broke through the surface and gazed out at the vast sea. The blue ocean stretched endlessly, and many cultivators nearby looked at him in surprise.
“Another young cultivator has failed. They all think that just because they’ve learned the Kunpeng’s body refinement methods, they can achieve what it did. It’s too naive. Not everyone can become a Kunpeng,”
An old cultivator sighed, lecturing his disciples, using Shi Hao as an example. He spoke earnestly, warning them not to follow in his footsteps.
Shi Hao rubbed his nose, speechless. He had become a cautionary tale.
“Young man, how does it feel down there? Cold or hot?” A middle-aged man laughed.
“The Yang Pole Cave is very warm and comfortable. As for the deepest part of the cave, I’m not sure yet. I’ll go back when I’ve advanced further,” Shi Hao replied.
“Talking big, huh? You’ve been down there for three months, and almost ten thousand cultivators have tried without success. They didn’t even get close before being burned to ashes.”
“That’s right, and the Abyss of Frozen Ice has frozen thousands of creatures. Everyone who approached it died.”
People muttered anxiously, still fearful.
For the past three months, the area near the Kunpeng’s Nest had been the scene of constant fierce battles. In fact, even more people had arrived.
At first, only the top major forces knew about the Kunpeng’s Nest, but later, countless rogue cultivators and powerful creatures from far and wide had rushed here.
Especially in the ocean, even more distant seas saw powerful beings risking their lives to join the struggle.
The battles here had become more intense. At any moment, a powerful being, perhaps a clan leader from a sacred mountain or the founder of Sea God Island, could descend to participate.
Now, the atmosphere was more tense than ever. Every fight was intense and involved even more formidable participants.
During this time, several young individuals had risen to fame, their divine valor unstoppable. It was as if Sea Gods and Battle Gods had been reborn, shaking the entire sea region.
It was said that several individuals who had surpassed the Spirit Transformation stage had been killed by them. They were simply no match, and these few were considered invincible in this realm. Even a deity reincarnated could do no more.
"Huh?"
Shi Hao was surprised. After emerging from the seabed and looking at the Kunpeng Nest again, he noticed something different. A faint mist surrounded the ancient nest, which was entirely golden, and then a ripple spread out, as if some runes were condensing.
"What is happening?" He was quite shocked.
Something strange was happening, and it wasn’t ordinary. Shi Hao felt that there might be a significant secret behind it. Without paying attention to the others, he walked on the surface of the sea, finding a quiet spot to observe carefully.
Shi Hao immersed himself completely, studying the massive nest. It shifted from golden to pitch black, constantly changing. One rune after another rose into the air, imprinting themselves on the void.
Eventually, he acquired some secret text—fragments of ancient runes that belonged to the Kunpeng.
This discovery shocked him. How could this be? It was extraordinary—runes were flying out of the nest, forming a Kunpeng shape, the runes manifesting by themselves.
How could this happen? Was the treasure art about to be revealed?
Shi Hao quickly looked around, observing others' reactions to see if anyone else noticed. To his surprise, the crowd seemed unaware, completely ignoring it.
To confirm his suspicion, he captured a few creatures and asked them about what they had experienced. As expected, they were oblivious.
At that moment, Shi Hao's heart surged with excitement. He had a theory. To obtain the Kunpeng's treasure art, one must follow its path. Only by doing so could one come close to it.
"Yes, the legend says that only those who open ten caves can access the path to the forbidden ground and acquire the divine powers of one of the Ten Fiends. Now it seems this has a deeper meaning."
Shi Hao’s insight was sharp, and he suddenly understood.
The Kunpeng was selecting a successor, looking for someone to inherit its legacy. The starting point was the ten caves. The nest held the experiences of its youth, how it tempered itself—clearly pointing the way to cultivation.
Only by following its path could one learn its methods.
"Opening the path with ten caves does not refer to a tangible road, but rather the means to obtain the Kunpeng's treasure art. It is an invisible path."
This was the real path. Realizing this, Shi Hao focused his mind and began to explore carefully.
From different angles, he saw different runes. Occasionally, he would see the Kunpeng soaring through the sky, its shadow appearing. Over the next few days, he gained more simple methods, and his expression grew increasingly solemn.
He continuously changed his position, gaining different results each time, filling his heart with joy.
For half a month straight, he made progress every day. Although he had yet to obtain the true Kunpeng treasure art, he was very pleased.
"Something's not right. I’m not the only one who’s discovered this secret. It seems there are others too—those who have come holding Kunpeng remnants like bones, scales, and feathers. They’ve noticed something as well."
One day, Shi Hao frowned.
“This time, let’s see where you run to,” a familiar voice sounded, sharp and filled with murderous intent. A group of experts surrounded the sea area.
“It’s you again. This time, you’re not getting away,” Shi Hao turned around and saw the green-haired youth again. His face immediately turned cold.
This youth had invited Shi Hao to explore the Kunpeng Nest together, but they encountered danger along the way. Instead of helping, the youth and his companions had tried to kill him.
Since then, the green-haired youth had repeatedly sought trouble with him, attempting to take his life.
Shi Hao had tolerated it long enough.
Having just transformed his body into a spiritual one, Shi Hao felt it was the perfect time to test it out. He decided that the green-haired youth was the ideal candidate. This time, he would have a real feast of pure-blooded prey.
Time to continue working on chapter three, asking for some monthly votes!
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