Chapter 331: Breaking Through the Divine Temple's Ultimate Realm

Chapter 331: Breaking Through the Divine Temple's Ultimate Realm

If those who knew him were aware, they would definitely murmur that even he had things he dared not eat.

He hadn’t dared to consume the black divine blood, but now, Shi Hao took out the lotus medicine, feeling certain that it was safe to eat. After being nourished by the magma lake, it had changed from blue to silvery-white.

“Crunch”

He chewed it as if he were eating cabbage, savoring its taste, which he found quite delightful, with a mouth full of shimmering light and splendor.

“It’s much stronger than ordinary spiritual medicine; it contains a divine power,” Shi Hao quickly assessed.

Then, with a roar, a divine light surged within his body, enveloping him, making him realize that the potency of the medicine was even fiercer and stronger than he had imagined.

He quickly sat down in meditation to guide and refine it into his flesh and bones, sealing it away, just as he had with the wine and liquor bestowed by the Stone Emperor.

Now was not the time to break through to the inscription realm. If he allowed these divine powers to surge, he would soon advance, but he was still somewhat unwilling, desiring to break through the ultimate realm.

The great hall was vast and dim. As Shi Hao stood up and continued forward, only the sound of his footsteps echoed.

Eventually, he reached the deepest part and saw a few meditation mats, long covered in dust, and a clay basin filled with ashes, dark and murky.

Shi Hao rummaged through the basin and then cried out in pain. Among the ashes was a half-burned piece of paper, just the cover, with only two characters: "Gods."

Unfortunately, the rest had been burned away, leaving no trace. He was so frustrated he wanted to scream to the heavens. It was obvious that the book had recorded something significant, but it had turned to ash.

“Why destroy it?” Shi Hao was reluctant and helpless. It was like watching gold and jewels fall into a volcano and disappear without a trace.

Shi Hao searched the area, finding it extremely empty. At the top of the hall were a few statues of gods, but their heads had been severed, leaving only half their bodies.

“Who came in and disrespected this place so?”

He was very unwilling, searching over and over, hoping to find something, but there were no valuable remnants.

“Didn’t they say that with good luck one could obtain ancient legacies and even great divine abilities?” Shi Hao felt unlucky, having gained nothing.

He ground his teeth. In the end, everything relies on oneself. Rather than hoping, it is better to take action and focus on cultivating here.

He had heard from outsiders that cultivating here for a few days was equivalent to secluding oneself for several months in the outside world, with astonishing effects. He wondered how true this was.

He calmed his mind and settled down, choosing to meditate in the center of the hall, starting his seclusion, cultivating his path, and studying his methods.

To achieve the perfect state in the Spiritual Transformation Realm, one must go through three stages: transforming the body into spirit, recreating the true self, and nourishing the spirit in the celestial realm.

Shi Hao had reached the legendary state in these three stages. What he needed to do now was to break through, surpass the ultimate realm, and take a step that no one before him had.

If people knew, they would surely think he was mad. What kind of person dares to be so arrogant as to surpass the past, thinking they are someone special?

In fact, Shi Hao was very serious. He was determined to walk this path, break through the ultimate realm, and shatter the legends.

Moreover, he believed he was not alone in this. Throughout history, there must have been others who attempted this, though they were unwilling to leave any records.

Such enlightenment is a process of savoring solitude and finding hope amidst suffering, requiring him to face it alone.

This requires the sublimation of body and mind, a profound tranquility of the soul. Only by achieving harmony and clarity can inspiration arise and transformation occur.

In the dimly lit hall, Shi Hao radiated light. It wasn’t intensely bright, but it was serene, like a divine flame dancing, bringing a sense of hope and vitality to the silence.

His body was strong enough. At present, he had surpassed the ultimate realm. From blood removal to the celestial realm, and then to spiritual transformation, his organs and bones had reached their peak.

What more could he do to achieve transformation?

Shi Hao pondered, continuously understanding his methods and principles, letting the essence of runes flow through his mind, making his spirit exceptionally full, and reaching a peak state.

“Besides my physical body, my spiritual power has also reached its limit, making further transformation difficult. What else can I do?”

From physical body to spirit, he had reached the utmost limit, attaining the strongest state of spiritual transformation, standing at the threshold of legendary realms. How could he break through?

This was a process of reflection. To achieve sublimation, one must explore new realms.

“With the body and spirit reaching their limits, the only option is to approach from the perspective of methods and paths, finding a unique way, distinct from others.”

The fundamental elements of methods and paths lie in bone runes, and the core of bone runes is the divine light. After careful consideration, Shi Hao combined it with the next great realm of inscription, reflecting deeply.

Once Shi Hao entered meditation, the entire hall changed. Sounds of chanting emerged, allowing one to quickly understand the way and creating a strange atmosphere.

This was the treasure of the hall, an ancient enlightenment chamber where cultivating for a day equaled several days in the outside world, truly astonishing.

Unfortunately, once the hall was opened and used this way, the enlightenment chamber would quickly collapse into ruins, existing only for a few days.

The consumption was immense. The hall was built from countless rare materials and secret symbols.

Shi Hao sometimes frowned, sometimes smiled. He himself did not know why, but he had entered a peculiar state of enlightenment, constantly understanding methods and principles.

He had found a path and glimpsed some methods, and was now experimenting, gradually achieving a peaceful state of mind.

Walking his path and understanding his methods, Shi Hao researched the original true understanding, analyzed the Kunpeng treasure art, and contemplated the essence of runes, gaining much insight.

“The next great realm is Inscription. Everything I am doing is preparing for that realm.”

The essence of runes, the most primitive marks, and the fundamental elements sparked in Shi Hao’s mind as he introspected his whole being.

Then he began to move, using the divine light within his body. Runes, or bone runes, are composed of this divine light. He started attempting to combine and arrange them more precisely.

One after another, small towers formed, glowing brightly within him, crystal-clear and dazzling.

He was suppressing each strand of divine light, transforming it into small towers, and then using these small towers to form runes. This process was extremely arduous but extraordinary.

Repeated attempts and multiple failures nearly tore him apart, causing him to spit out blood.

Bone runes are made of divine light, which is the most basic element. Constructing runes involves arranging these shining lights, allowing them to evolve and combine.

Shi Hao was attempting to refine divine light into small towers, and then using these towers to build runes. This was naturally incredibly difficult.

Endless divine light—who could transform all of it into another form?

Moreover, if it could indeed be transformed, what use would it serve? The effect on combat power was uncertain, and everything was unknown. All he could do was try.

After countless attempts and endless efforts, Shi Hao finally achieved preliminary success on the third day, which, in the real world, would have taken three or four months.

Here, one day of cultivation and enlightenment equaled several days in the outside world.

At this moment, as the divine light transformed into small towers and then these towers formed runes, Shi Hao discovered a peculiar and unique power, with the Taoist rhythm becoming obscure.

“Hmm, this seems quite impressive.”

He smiled. This was only the initial stage, and he had merely tested some ideas. He then began further transformations.

After a day’s time, the small towers disappeared, and the divine light became tiny swords, so small they were barely visible, which he then used to form runes.

Shi Hao activated these runes in combat and found that the attack power had increased significantly, seemingly becoming more formidable, almost invincible.

“This is how it should be.”

He was delighted, with a slight smile on his lips. He felt that this path was quite interesting and began another transformation. This time, he spent half a day turning the divine light into small bells, extremely tiny, and then used them to form runes.

In a daze, he vaguely heard his entire body producing a bell-like sound, accompanied by a rhythm of Tao.

“Defense has increased.”

Shi Hao, using the runes and performing his techniques, noticed this enhancement with a growing smile on his face.

Next, he refined the divine light into battle spears, light arrows, and other weapons, forming runes from them. When using these techniques, their sharpness and killing intent were striking.

“Ha ha, this is interesting. It should be like this.”

When the divine light was refined into a furnace, activating the runes and evolving the techniques, his entire body glowed as if he were a large furnace. The divine power surged and increased significantly.

This method made his divine power much stronger than usual, and he nodded repeatedly, becoming increasingly aware of the benefits of this change.

He continually summarized and experimented, his eyes growing brighter and his insights deepening. He knew this was a substantial gain.

Refining the divine light with such precision was a challenging task, but it revealed a glimmer of brilliance and seemed to effectively enhance his strength, which was quite rare.

In the end, when Shi Hao was cultivating, the runes circulated through his flesh and meridians. It was as if countless small towers were moving, countless small bells were resonating, and countless small furnaces were burning.

He kept changing, bringing about different effects.

When the divine light was transformed into swords, spears, and battle axes, the attack power became much stronger. When it was transformed into a furnace, the divine power increased. When it was transformed into bells or towers, the defense improved.

Different forms, different effects, he kept exploring.

From initial clumsiness to eventual smoothness, he could quickly switch between forms. By the end, Shi Hao could easily transform between swords, bells, towers, and tripods, even having them appear simultaneously.

By this time, seven days had passed, and the hall had not yet collapsed, which, in the real world, would have been equivalent to eight or nine months.

Only here could Shi Hao afford to be so bold, to squander time and dare to experiment so freely. In the outside world, he would never dare to spend time this way.

Undoubtedly, his gains were immense.

In the end, it was no longer just about divine light, runes, and techniques. His spiritual power also began to experiment with this transformation. A flame of mental energy burned in his head, sometimes transforming into countless small furnaces, other times into hundreds of thousands of small swords, changing unpredictably and becoming immensely powerful.

Later, he found that this also served as a tempering of the physical body. When the divine light transformed into swords, towers, or bells, with the body as the medium, the pressure created within the flesh increased.

This made his body undergo changes as well, becoming even stronger.

“This...” Shi Hao was astonished. A small experiment had caused countless divine lights to transform into different forms, resulting in a qualitative change from the quantitative change.

Time passed, and after more than ten days, cracks appeared in the hall, but it still had not collapsed, which exceeded expectations. According to past experience, the place would have turned to ruins within a few days.

After half a month of effort, Shi Hao’s body sometimes resembled a large bell, continuously rumbling, and at other times like a furnace, with both body and spirit burning simultaneously. The scene was mysterious and astonishing.

He knew he had succeeded, breaking through the ultimate realm of spiritual transformation. His body, spirit, and methods had all undergone transformation, making him quite different from before.