Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone Chapter 877 677: Black Pieces, White Pieces (2)

Ning Xue was engrossed in the Dao of Enlightennt, deeply comprehending the Mysteries of the Great Dao.

Lu Xuanji slowly awakened, sensing his body, his cultivation progressing slowly.

The dual cultivation's benefits to him were diminishing, favoring the female party instead, yet the sensation of joy was still intoxicating.

Recollecting their recent cultivation, the joy between them, those vivid images, the enchanting and heartwarming process, he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Seated on the bed, Lu Xuanji began to ponder.

After reaching the Harmonization Realm, most of the Supre Divine Techniques and top Secret Techniques beca useless. For example, the Ant Emperor Divine Form, Flea Divine Form, Dragonfly Divine Form, etc., during the Golden Core stage, could amplify oneself, unleashing twelve tis the power, crushing foes with overwhelming force.

Yet, as the cultivation improved, the power of these three secret techniques constantly diminished.

Upon reaching the Harmonization Realm, the augntation to oneself beca almost nil.

Also, the Pure Yang Fire, Pure Yang Divine Fist, Pure Yang Undying Divine Ring, and many other killing moves and secret skills, all beca useless.

Even the Nine Transformations of Fish and Dragon were rendered useless.

Once, the Nine Transformations of Fish and Dragon could directly evolve into nine clones, able to attack and slay foes, but now it could only evolve into three clones, with limited duration and combat power.

The only useful secret skills now seed to be the Creation Divine Fist and Nine-Colored Divine Saber. Only this fist and saber still retained corresponding power.

At this point, he urgently needed to create new top-level secret techniques, Supre Divine Techniques, to compensate for the monotony of his divine techniques. Many divine techniques might hardly be used in a lifeti, yet they cannot be absent.

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Purple Mansion World.

The vast earth, imasurably thick, bearing billions of beings.

The land appeared chaotic, yet in fact, it was layered, with one layer overlaying the next, layers stacking upon layers. In between lie buried ores and spirit veins, rolling magma, cultivators' cave mansions, fierce beasts underground, and enigmatic caves.

Within the earth, there existed nurous parallel dinsions, appearing and disappearing at will, without any discernible pattern.

In a certain parallel dinsion deep within the earth, magma rolled, emitting scorching breath, containing the Mysteries of Fire and destructive breath. Any magical treasure entering it would directly lt into ash.

In the rolling magma hovered an ancient Dao Platform above.

The Dao Platform was simple and grand, ten zhang long, five zhang wide, a little over one zhang high, resembling a gigantic inkstone that rose and fell.

Around the Dao Platform, mysterious runes were etched, runes seed to possess the power of ghosts and deities, constantly twisting and changing, never remaining the sa, endlessly varied in form.

On it, were chains binding a young man, wearing a red robe, exuding a refined yet grand aura, trapped within but unflustered, looking calm and composed, impeccably dressed, unperturbed by his confinent.

His deanor was domineering and fierce, at this mont, he was contemplating a chessboard laid in front of him.

In his left hand, he held white pieces, in his right, black pieces.

Placing a white piece, then a black piece, black and white intertwined, black and white clashed, like two great dragons battling, voraciously expanding territory, compressing the enemy's living space.

Snap snap snap!

At the start, pieces fell rapidly, like a storm, but gradually, the speed slowed.

Oftentis, it took a long ti of thinking before placing a piece.

The pieces descended, the space on the board shrank, but the battle grew fiercer, the slaughter more intense, descending into a brutal lee, escalating into a fierce clash.

Hum hum!

At that mont, the earth quaked violently, like a great earthquake, shaking wildly, magma rolled, stones flew in chaos, chaotic energies were rampant, domineering laws swept across, forming a terrifying energy storm.

The Dao Platform rely trembled slightly before returning to tranquility.

The youth's expression unchanged, the external chaos did not affect him in the least.

Unconcerned with affairs beyond the window, focused solely on black and white chess.

Pieces placed, at last, the board had no space for further moves.

Began to tally territories, determining victory and defeat.

In the end, the white pieces claid victory.

"What a pity, the white pieces won!" The young man rose, sighing slightly, a hint of disappointnt in his eyes, seemingly displeased with the outco. Sensing sothing, he began calculating, unwittingly smiling: "Interesting, interesting, a variable has appeared!"

"In the Purple Mansion World, the revival speed of Spiritual Qi is sowhat rapid, even though soone is fanning the flas, this speed is ultimately fast!"

A trace of disappointnt flashed across the young man's face, the next mont his expression turned resolute.

Mobilizing magical power, abundant like a river, surged and accumulated in his palm, at that mont, countless runes danced and changed, like fish and dragons dancing.

Runes continually combined, condensed together, forming a Supre Great Technique and attacked.

Magical power surged, the Dao Platform shook violently, but the chains tightened, and the power of laws on the chains surged, attacking the youth.

Suddenly, black flas erged on the youth, seemingly condensed with endless karmic force, the more the flas burned, the fiercer they grew, with hissing sounds, laws fractured, Mysteries burned, even the void was seared into black fissures. Yet the Dao Platform remained unshaken, without the slightest damage.

The initial impact was a failure.

"Open, Eternal Undying Body!"

The youth spurred his Qi and blood, it burned within the body, surging like a sun, inspiring awe, augnting reverence.

As Qi and blood reached their peak, runes soared from the body, secret power inside was unleashed to the fullest, the body swelled, transforming into a towering three-ter stature, radiating an imposing aura. The body underwent drastic changes, skin color shifted from white and delicate to dark gold, sacred and majestic, ancient and domineering, as if a Supre War God had descended.

Bang bang bang!

Urging fists, blow after blow rained down.

Void trembled, surrounding magma rolled, void shattered, surrounding energy obliterated, destructive force engulfed all.

Under imnse force, the Dao Platform sustained significant damage, thirty-six binding chains were snapped in eight places, more chains shattered.

At that mont, a vertical eye appeared in the void, indifferent, seemingly superior, looking down upon all, observing a multitude of insignificant ants, harboring a disdainful aura beneath its arrogance.

The vertical eye unleashed overwhelming energy, reinforcing the Dao Platform, once damaged, now restored without defect; shattered chains regenerated, re-entered the youth's body, comncing sealing and encirclent.

The youth erupted, majestic magical power swept forth, domineering Qi and blood suppressed heaven and earth, destructive power impacted all, yet under the vertical eye's support, everything was futile.

The vertical eye seed irritated, its pupil flashed countless runes, terrifying energy flowed and morphed, Celestial Thunder Tribulation, Celestial Fire Tribulation, Dream Demon Tribulation, Karma Tribulation, Yin Yang Tribulation, Five Elents Realm, Life-Cutting Tribulation, all descended, striking the youth's body.

Flas burned, celestial thunder struck, divine soul attacked, vitality sapped, lifespan vanished, essence stripped away…

Under such an onslaught, even Tribulation Crossing Great Powers would perish.

Yet the youth laughed: "Tribulations, co at more fiercely!"