Thinking of this, Yu Hong quickly checked his consciousness space.
Sure enough, in the corner of the trait light ball, he saw the newly fused trait.
Steel Fist and Fierce Tiger Type fused to form a giant white light ball three tis larger than before.
Yu Hong stretched out his hand and lightly touched it.
‘Fusion completed, obtained trait: Giant Tiger Form.’
‘Giant Tiger Form (In close combat, all techniques’ destructive power enhances sevenfold.)’
‘Tsk tsk Yu Hong praised briefly, indeed, fusing feels great.
Then he glanced at the other three newly appeared small light balls.
He reached out and touched them one by one.
‘Huntian Palm cultivation perfected, obtained trait: Heaven and Earth Rotation.’
‘Heaven and Earth Rotation (ntal resistance to dizziness attacks increased by 80%)’
‘Flying Transition Nine Revolutions cultivation perfected, obtained trait: Light Body.’
‘Light Body (Body weight reduced to 20% of original.)’
“This one is simple and crude, weight reduction naturally increases speed.” Yu Hong nodded slightly.
In a gravity environnt, this trait would trendously boost his movent speed and burst speed. Of course, reducing weight would also weaken impact, it’s both advantageous and disadvantageous.
Then ca the third one.
‘Climbing Cloud Skill cultivation perfected, obtained trait: Cloud Hand.’
‘Cloud Hand (Your hands can freely transform into cloud gas, dispersing and regathering.)’
“???”
Yu Hong was stunned;
having seen various traits, this type of Cloud Hand was the first he’d encountered.
He carefully sensed his hands and temporarily detached from the consciousness space.
Raising his arms, suddenly a strange sensation surged in his heart.
It felt as if he could freely control his hands to naturally disperse.
The next mont.
His hands started from the arms, down to all parts, instantly decomposed into dense white gas.
A large amount of white gas spread in the room, perating, gradually fading in color, almost invisible.
At this mont, Yu Hong had a peculiar feeling, as if his hands were everywhere in the room, capable of touching and feeling everywhere.
He moved his right hand, directly picked up a cup five ters away on the table.
Threads of transparent white gas encircled the cup, which was part of his hand.
‘Interesting.’
Yu Hong did not yet know the use of this ability, but such a peculiar capacity was worth keeping for a while.
The newly fused Giant Tiger Form restored the trait count to nine, but with the new three Mortal Martial Perfections yielding three new traits, the total count once again exceeded ten, reaching twelve.
Yu Hong didn’t hesitate, the three new traits were not ones enhancing cultivation speed, so he could freely fuse them.
He looked at the remaining traits.
Giant Tiger Form, Innate Body, Spiritual Sharpness, Extre Summoning, Heart Imprint, Elf Ancient Tree’s Call, Night Breath, Dao Breath Thunder Transfer, Ancient Moon Divinity, Cloud Hand, Light Body, Heaven and Earth Rotation.
‘Spiritual Sharpness, which immunizes low-level techniques, is essentially useless now. My True Essence Protection already has this effect. It can be fused.’
‘Heaven and Earth Rotation and Heart Imprint are also not particularly useful. Heart Imprint would be useful in a society of beings, continuously replenishing spiritual power and converting beings’ fear. But I am facing Source Disaster…. Heaven and Earth Rotation increases ntal resistance, slightly better, keep it for now.’
Imdiately, he rged Heart Imprint and Spiritual Sharpness, pulling the two light balls together.
Soon, a new silver light ball erged, showing a countdown: 3 hours and 12 minutes.
“Once the fusion is complete, another fusion will be possible.” Detaching from consciousness space, Yu Hong glanced outside;
it was still pitch black outside the window.
“Senior?” He tried calling out.
“What?” Su Dan was indeed watching him all along.
“The monster you ntioned that can erode humans….” Yu Hong asked cautiously.
“You really aren’t afraid of dying? If you truly fear nothing, go ahead, just at the reverse side of your door, at your safe house’s speed, about ten minutes’ journey.”
“Thank you, senior!”
Yu Hong sincerely bowed.
First, he packed away the source material from the box, then operated the safe house, swiftly heading in that direction.
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Real Wanxue Palace.
At the once rubble site of Wanxue Palace, a small pink light gleaming fruit was suspended in mid-air, illuminating the surrounding hundred ters.
Above the fruit, large masses of black fog ford a funnel, rapidly pouring into the fruit.
The inflowing black fog quickly transford into more pink light, maintaining the safety of everything within the hundred-ter range.
Feng Xuezi and Corrupt Traveler stood within the pink light, watching nurous Sword Cultivation Monsters outside wanting to approach but powerless to continue.
“It’s almost done. The Red Sky Fruit activation is successful, I’ve masked its aura. With it standing, I have virtually no pressure, no need to personally act anymore.” Feng Xuezi smiled contentedly.
After all these years, this was his first real rest.
“How’s your body? Any relief?” Corrupt Traveler asked.
Feng Xuezi looked down at his legs;
his legs had long disappeared, replaced by a large number of entwining black tree roots.
“Still no good. I’ve been deeply eroded for too long, no hope left. But it doesn’t matter, Wanxue Palace is far from lacking successors.” Feng Xuezi said indifferently.
“Be cautious, the transformation of the Red Sky Fruit is thorough in nature, many chain reactions cannot be masked, it will inevitably incite counterattacks.” Corrupt Traveler reminded.
“Your reminder was tily.” Feng Xuezi suddenly lifted his gaze towards the distant darkness.
“The reaction has co.”
Buzz.
From the distant darkness, even before the words had fully dissipated, a gray-black stream of light shot out, heading straight for Feng Xuezi’s face.
Clang!
The stream of light was struck away by his sword, revealing a short sword, spinning heavily before embedding itself in the distant ground.
From the distant darkness, eerie shouts began to echo.
A four-sided palanquin, adorned with black and red phoenix patterns, was slowly carried out of the black fog by four black-skinned giants.
On either side of the palanquin, gray-black long swords were embedded.
“The radiance of the sky, ubiquitous.”
Inside the palanquin, a woman with black hair and a ghastly pale complexion, wearing a red long dress, lifted the curtain and walked out slowly.
At the center of her brow was a black sun pattern, and the corners of her mouth seed to be slit open by a knife, extending to her ears.
Her eyes were deep and pitch black, with no whites visible.
“Kill!!” As soon as the woman erged, her red dress fluttered without wind, and with a wave of her hand,
The long swords on both sides of the palanquin shot out like bullets, piercing towards Feng Xuezi.
“A Prayer of the Heavenly Sun Sect! As expected, they were the first to catch the scent.” Feng Xuezi frowned with disgust. With a casual wave, the flying long swords were instantly snapped by an invisible force, ricocheting elsewhere.
“Be careful, the Prayer has arrived, and their higher-ups are not far away.” The Corrupt Traveler said in a low tone. “The strength of the Heavenly Sun Sect Leader is indeed significantly weaker than yours, but after transforming into a Black Disaster Monster, their strength will increase considerably. If it cos to a real fight
“Shut up!” Feng Xuezi raised his hand, pointing with his long sword.
A point of white light twinkled at the tip of his sword, transforming into a cluster of white flas.
The flas floated away, instantly appearing before the Prayer woman.
Boom!
The pea-sized fla exploded suddenly, engulfing the woman entirely.
A mont later, the woman vanished, leaving only a layer of black ash on the ground.
But in the next mont, nurous more won in red dresses, riding palanquins, continuously erged from the darkness.
Further away, a massive fat man, over ten ters tall, with crimson flas burning in his eyes, carrying a gigantic black cleaver, walked towards them step by step amidst the black mist.
“Long ti no see, Feng Xuezi.” The fat man clad in ancient black armor, with a large black sun pattern at his brow, greeted.
Behind him, a semi-circular halo faintly appeared, within which countless laughing faces erged.
“Ancient Rong Mountain, do you think coming here personally makes you my match?” Feng Xuezi said coldly, a semi-circular halo also faintly appearing behind him, though within his halo, jagged snow-white mountain ranges erged.
“It can’t be helped. Those in the lower ranks are useless against beings like us. Only us old-tirs can take action.” The fat man chuckled gently.
“Taking action personally won’t change the outco,” Feng Xuezi said indifferently.
“It can’t be helped. If we wait until you fully activate the Red Sky Fruit, it will be too late. Over the years, you’ve killed hundreds of tis, but I could recover to full strength each ti. But if the Red Sky Fruit appears, which restricts our revival power, that would be troubleso.” The fat man placed the seven or eight-ter-long black cleaver on his shoulder.
“Just you alone, it’s aningless.” Feng Xuezi said coldly.
“So, Lord Gesha is with ….” The fat man smiled slightly, and from the black mist behind him, a golden humanoid armor with a dark purple cape slowly erged.
Only the armor, without any humanoid figure inside wearing it.
“The Holy Tower has never forgotten your grace, Lord Feng Xuezi.” A heavy, rough male voice resonated from within the golden armor.
“It’s ti to repay the pain of decapitation from seven thousand years ago….”
“What? You think you’re capable now?” A faint attraction began to erge around Feng Xuezi.
He released his grip on the long sword, crouching slightly.
Buzz!
Behind him, a dense array of planets in various sizes and colors slowly erged from his halo.
In an instant, the entire surrounding star domain, and all the nearby planets trembled slightly, releasing invisible power that converged into Feng Xuezi’s body through a mysterious channel.
Crack.
Feng Xuezi’s Daoist robe shattered instantly.
His body rapidly expanded, growing larger and more gigantic.
In the blink of an eye, he shot up to over a hundred ters tall, his black and red muscular body continually splitting and multiplying like foam.
Then, it was three hundred ters, five hundred ters, two thousand ters….
Feng Xuezi’s body grew taller and more imnse,
piercing through the black clouds, entering space.
Soon, in space, the Mining Star appeared like an apple before him, Feng Xuezi’s entire body had far exceeded what the Mining Star could accommodate.
“You think you can kill just by joining forces!???”
Feng Xuezi’s enormous laughter shook the entire Mining Star violently.
Two rifts suddenly appeared in the Mining Star’s atmosphere.
The Heavenly Sun Sect Leader and the Holy Tower Master shot out, watching solemnly at the scene before them.
“He’s broken through again!!”
“Do we fight?” The two rapidly transmitted ssages to each other.
“I don’t want to die;
the last ti it cost a lot of subordinates to recover.” Gesha in the golden armor suppressed his voice.
“Then retreat.” The fat man from Ancient Rong Mountain was the first to turn and flee, transforming into a black teor and disappearing in an instant.
Gesha snorted coldly, black mist surging behind him, and he too vanished in the blink of an eye.
“Ants!” Feng Xuezi’s enormous hand swiped through space where the two had been, narrowly missing, but smashing a belt of asteroids behind them to pieces.
“Next ti, Feng Xuezi, your actions have angered the Mother Tree. It won’t be just us next ti.” Gesha’s final voice echoed throughout the surrounding space.
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