The energy throughout his body was changing, Lu Xuanji felt the transformation of the Golden Core, as it throbbed, seemingly nurturing a supre Demon God.
The mont the Golden Core shatters and transforms into a Nascent Soul is the mont when the Demon God is born.
Joy surged in his heart, as if destiny favored him.
At this mont, he seed to beco the favored child of destiny, the darling of the world’s fate.
The Twelfth Transformation of the Golden Core does not enhance a cultivator’s bloodline, improve a cultivator’s aptitude, or raise a cultivator’s limits, but rather gives the cultivator the opportunity to perceive the river of destiny and the chance to defy fate, allowing them to choose a bright path and a bright future among many destiny branches.
Of course, the Twelfth Transformation of the Golden Core, with destiny upon one’s shoulders, does not guarantee success or becoming an immortal ancestor.
If on the road ahead, character flaws are continuously amplified, and if they encounter strong enemies ambushing them, they may also fall halfway. Many cultivators who condense the Twelfth Transformation of the Golden Core still fall too.
But at the mont of the Twelfth Transformation of the Golden Core, with destiny upon them, one’s fortune becos incredibly abundant, making success easier to achieve.
"Eh! They disappeared!"
Lu Xuanji looked around the Grotto World Pearl, only to find that Ye Wanyi, Ning Xue, and the others had disappeared.
With just a mont of thought, he ca to so conclusions.
A great battle was happening outside, a beast tide was occurring, but the scale of the beast tide was sowhat large, with a life-and-death battle taking place, causing Ye Wanyi, Ning Xue, and others to disappear, going to support the frontline battle.
Swish!
The next mont, Lu Xuanji walked out of the Grotto World Pearl.
Hiding his figure, he looked outside and saw a great battle taking place, with terrifying energy exploding, powerful shockwaves sweeping around, the force of destruction shattering everything.
The peaks were shaking violently, seemingly about to collapse at any mont.
Half of the array formations near Purple Sun Mountain were shattered.
Most demon beasts charged, continuously and endlessly, like tides sweeping in, oppressing and obliterating everything, ripping apart all.
In the high sky, Nascent Soul Cultivators clashed with each other.
Destructive sword qi crashed, black and white longswords slaughtering back and forth, flas boiling, a sea of blood spreading, with oppressive dark clouds.
In the violent energy collisions, silhouettes flickered, moving so quickly that it surpassed the speed visual capture could process, rapidly linking the shadows in the void, beyond words to describe.
In such high-speed battles, cultivators below the Nascent Soul had no chance to participate.
In such rapid movents, many trump cards, killing moves, etc., if the speed were not fast enough, would be completely useless and redundant.
One could not tell the enemy to give them ten seconds to gather strength for a major attack.
Not even a second was available to gather strength, let alone ten seconds.
Xi Yue True Monarch was confronting the Nascent Soul Great Demon, facing three at once without falling behind, faintly holding the upper hand, as the three Great Demons opposite were all injured.
"Is this a Nascent Soul battle? I’m not there yet!"
Lu Xuanji comnted on the battle and thought about his own inadequacies.
With the Twelfth Transformation of the Golden Core, his magical power had reached five thousand jiazi, far surpassing many top divine beasts, greatly exceeding in terms of magical power, far beyond Nascent Soul cultivators.
But in terms of speed, combat techniques, types of divine secret techniques, and killing moves with secret techniques, he was significantly inferior. If he were in a fight, although he could defeat so weak Nascent Soul True Monarchs, killing them was impossible.
If one cannot kill the enemy, rely defeating them, such a battle is aningless.
On the ground, Golden Core Cultivators battled against each other, Purple Mansion Cultivators battled against each other, Foundation Establishnt Cultivators battled against each other, and at every mont, both sides had cultivators dying.
Purple Sun Mountain had nurous array formations, but relying solely on the formations, hiding behind a turtle shell, there would eventually co a mont of breaking. It was best to actively engage.
While using the array to weaken the enemy, one must also go out to attack, to weaken the enemy’s viable forces, only then can they hold on.
The battle was fierce on both sides.
But what truly decided the victory or defeat was the outco of the Nascent Soul powerhouses.
Just like in a high-tech era, when two nations are at war, the deciding factor isn’t which nation has more troops, more weapons, more tanks, or more artillery, but rather who has more high-tech weaponry;
In the era of cultivating immortality, the victory or defeat of Nascent Soul cultivators determines the outco of the battlefield.
"In the dark, there is a top powerhouse spying here, seemingly about to launch an attack... That would be a ninth-layer Nascent Soul supre mighty being!" Lu Xuanji sensed with his divine thought, feeling a supre powerhouse hiding in the void among the demon race, their form hidden in darkness, mysterious and unknown.
It was only because of his sharp senses that he detected a whiff of anomaly.
If this ninth-layer Nascent Soul Great Demon made a move, Purple Sun Mountain would surely collapse and fall, even Xi Yue True Monarch might face defeat and death.
"Pure Yang Order, it’s ti to act!"
Lu Xuanji smiled, the Pure Yang Order within his Dantian started to activate, locking onto and aiming at the hidden Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, a trace of destructive aura locking onto him.
As if a nuclear bomb had entered the launch platform, just a press of a button and it would be unleashed.
...
In the void.
A woman in red, hidden in the void, coldly watched all of this.
On the ground, the battle between the demon beasts and the human race seed like chess pieces in a duel, with countless deaths, yet it didn’t stir a ripple in her emotions.
Nascent Soul powerhouses stand above billions of cultivators.
In their eyes, those lower-level cultivators are just ants, how could high-level beings weep for ants?
Like humans, going to KFC every day to eat chicken, consuming millions of chickens, yet no human weeps for the chickens, considering it only natural.
Just like when humans see a flood approaching, countless ants drowning and dying, they don’t experience any so-called emotional fluctuation.
Like the unknown Heavenly Dao, without the slightest hint of good or evil, following the natural course.
Not a bit of compassion arises because of the hardships of all living beings; nor a speck of destructive impulse due to the curses and hatred of all beings. Good and evil do not reside in the heart, this is the Supre Forget Emotions.
"Xi Yue True Monarch, an unparalleled demon, with the potential for Divinity Transformation, cannot let you remain, now is the right mont for your downfall!"
The woman in red spoke, a trace of killing intent flashed in her eyes.
Her fair right hand lifted, about to transform into a destructive qi force, striking down.
But at that mont, a trace of destructive qi force locked onto her.
As if a crossbow had locked onto a wild beast.
"Who is it?"
Goosebumps covered the woman in red, her spirit trembling, and she activated her divine thought to sense everything.
But the killing intent beca even stronger, seemingly about to unleash an ultimate attack on her, a blow that would kill.
The woman in red changed positions, altering her energy fluctuations, trying to shake off the lock of that qi force.
Like a pheasant, jumping, trying to dodge the crossbow’s lock.
But it was of no use, her energy fluctuated several tis, yet the locked-on aura did not disappear.
The killing intent perated everywhere, once locked on, it was bound to draw blood, no matter how she dodged, it was impossible to evade.
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PS: Writing in progress, the fourth update will co later.
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