662: Chapter 519: Saint and Saintly Law, Heading to the Void 662: Chapter 519: Saint and Saintly Law, Heading to the Void The vast amount of rit was like the air of the Three Realms, pressing on Wang Yang, tornting Wang Yang, making him feel sowhat overwheld.
The rit that filled the sky either penetrated Wang Yang’s body or was absorbed by him, then transford into the Power of a Saint, markedly enhancing Wang Yang’s Cultivation Level.
But more and more rit, like an endless tide, was beginning to be too much for Wang Yang to bear.
His body was already filled with the Power of rit, both the transford and the untransford.
His once impeccable Saint’s Body was on the verge of gradually transforming into a Virtue Body.
What’s more, the Dantian of a Saint was like the ocean, and at this mont, Wang Yang actually felt saturated.
To allow more of the boundless rit to enter his body would be beyond re saturation.
“Heavenly Dao, you were so stingy when you didn’t allow to Achieve Saintliness, and now you’re so generous!”
Wang Yang couldn’t help feeling dejected.
Endless rit surged towards Wang Yang, which would be a good thing under normal circumstances, but his body could no longer contain it when there was too much rit.
The most critical part was the Minor World that Wang Yang regarded as a container for Spiritual Energy, which at this ti unexpectedly didn’t help Wang Yang absorb the rit.
Only Wang Yang himself was struggling under the vast rit.
This act of the Heavenly Dao made even Wang Yang wonder whether the Heavenly Dao still regarded him with apprehension, deliberately using this thod to overstretch him.
By that point, there would be no threat left.
anwhile, at Wang Yang’s side, Daoist Ancestor Hongjun was handling the vast amount of rit with ease.
He was already a Three-Step Sage; the rit that was sowhat unbearable for Wang Yang was nothing to him.
Besides, this rit wasn’t of much use to him except for making him more in tune with the Heavenly Dao.
Streaks of rit andered through Wang Yang’s veins, even causing them to swell.
Wang Yang wished to expel this rit from his body, but there was rit everywhere outside his body as well, leaving him no place to excrete it, only allowing it to rampage within him, moving about constantly.
However, the rit wasn’t completely useless; at the very least, Wang Yang’s veins throughout his body had expanded greatly under the pressure of the Power of rit.
This Transformation was exceedingly rare for a Saint; once one achieved The Saint’s Body, with the exception of a Broken Mirror, it was difficult to make any further changes.
After all, a Saint already stood at the summit of the worlds, and aspiring to change further was like a fool’s dream.
But now, as Wang Yang’s veins could continue to expand, it ant his body could contain even more Power of a Saint, which naturally would be very useful in battle with others.
As his Dantian and body were continuously compressed, Wang Yang could only bear it with difficulty.
This situation persisted for an unknown length of ti, until, finally, when the rit outside that was desperately trying to enter could no longer do so, Wang Yang’s body had reached a limit of containnt, no longer able to fuse with even an iota of rit.
Only then did Wang Yang truly understand what it felt like to be bursting, what it felt like to be swollen.
But the next mont, Wang Yang felt as if a shackle had been unlocked from his body; the Power of rit no longer fixated on his Dantian.
Every vein, every inch of his flesh, had beco a dwelling place for the Power of rit.
Moreover, once this Power of rit settled down, it continuously transford into the Power of a Saint, making Wang Yang’s body even stronger.
“This…
a breakthrough?”
Wang Yang, sensing the changes in his body, was sowhat shocked.
Since becoming a One-Step Saint, barely a decade had passed.
And now, with the aid of this Power of rit, he had unexpectedly reached the apex of a One-Step Saint, just a step away from becoming a Two-Step Saint.
This discovery was an imnse surprise for Wang Yang.
“Take it in!”
With his Cultivation breaking through, putting his worries to rest for the mont, and no longer fearing that the Power of rit would burst him.
Wang Yang imdiately operated the Nine-Turn Profound Art, devouring all the Power of rit.
Simultaneously, his Minor World, unlike just before when it didn’t help Wang Yang, absorbed all the excess Power of rit, which, through the transformation of the Heart of Pangu, turned into the purest Spiritual Energy, further accelerating the growth of the Minor World.
When the rit dissipated, Wang Yang’s face revealed a smile as if basking in the spring breeze.
Looking towards the direction of the Heavenly Dao, he felt more kindly disposed.
“I never thought that this would create your opportunity!”
Daoist Ancestor Hongjun stood beside Wang Yang, smiling.
Just now, while Wang Yang was absorbing the Power of rit, he had inadvertently absorbed quite a bit of the rit ant for Hongjun.
However, Daoist Ancestor Hongjun didn’t mind in the slightest, and seeing Wang Yang reach the Peak of a One-Step Saint, he was happier than anyone else.
“Thanks to the Heavenly Dao for making it happen!”
Wang Yang bowed to the Heavenly Dao as a sign of gratitude.
And the cluster of Misty Qi that was the Heavenly Dao actually began to tumble excitedly, like a child who was gleeful.
“Hahaha, it seems the Heavenly Dao is very fond of you.”
Daoist Ancestor Hongjun laughed heartily, but it makes sense, for the Heavenly Dao to be made whole was all thanks to Wang Yang.
“Ancestral Master, let’s go.”
Wang Yang, looking at Daoist Ancestor Hongjun, had great respect for a guardian god of the Three Realms like him.
As for the initial suspicion that Daoist Ancestor Hongjun had ulterior motives, as ti passed, everything had been proven.
“Mhm!”
Daoist Ancestor Hongjun nodded, it was ti to leave.
Just like before, after leaving the Origin Land, Daoist Ancestor Hongjun concealed the Origin Land once again.
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