Chapter 253: Golden Body Incarnation Suppression Formation
Chapter 253: Golden Body Incarnation Suppression Formation
The moment Shen Yi summoned the Golden Body, the situation in the hall had already shifted.
Even though the Golden Body was only seven feet tall and not a complete Soul Transformation, it was still the only "normal" Primordial Sage in the Grand Dry Dynasty at present.
Before the Ancestor's injuries were fully healed, Shen Yi could be considered the helmsman of the Martial Temple, a rickety punt.
This was the reason for Zhu Jue's surprise.
When his junior brother revealed his true cultivation, it meant that he had officially decided to stand up against the opposition.
For a Soul Transformation Cultivator, self-preservation was of utmost importance before their realm was completely stabilized.
Everything else could be temporarily put aside.
For instance, the lives of these Primordial Sages.
"..."
Thinking of this, Zhu Jue looked at the young man beside him with a sigh in his eyes.
Along with his astonishing talent, he also possessed such great responsibility.
His junior brother had not only lived up to Wu Da'an's trust but also proved to be even more reliable than others had expected.
However.
Wu Da'an subconsciously asked his junior brother to retract the Golden Body, clearly not intending to accept his good intentions. He hoped that his junior brother would continue cultivating until he truly became a giant who could awe the world.
"Go back quickly, I want to be alone for a while."
Wu Da'an seemed a bit distracted and urged Shen Yi to leave the Martial Temple.
Perhaps it was because Zhu Jue had already released golden light, providing some foreshadowing, and then the Golden Body appeared, that he didn't faint on the spot.
Now, as he thought about it carefully, he felt more terrified than delighted.
The Martial Temple, from top to bottom, including himself, was a bunch of old fogies who had consumed vast amounts of incense fire wish power and spent a long time, but what had they accomplished?
If only they could have given these things to Shen Yi a hundred years earlier.
Perhaps by now, the Martial Temple would have built its main hall on the grave of the Thousand Demon Cavern.
Shen Yi and Zhu Jue glanced at the absent-minded old man, shook their heads, picked up the wooden box on the ground, and left the hall together.
No one mentioned the deaths of these two Primordial Sages again.
Without sufficient strength, whatever was said was meaningless.
"Heh."
When Wu Da'an was the only one left in the Martial Temple, he slowly walked to the Ancestor's feet, looked up at the Ancestor's glaring but lifeless face, hesitated for a moment, and then used his sleeve to wipe the offering tables on both sides. He then tried to crawl over and sit cross-legged on the left side.
After feeling it for a moment, he found the offering table cold and hard, and it didn't seem very interesting.
He opened his mouth and laughed silently.
Although Shen Yi was not yet capable of truly changing anything, he gave Wu Da'an a glimmer of hope.
Given time, the Grand Dry Dynasty would finally no longer have to rely on the Celestial Sect to guard the Nine Provinces.
The Primordial Sages born and raised here would no longer need to act as trailblazing hounds for the Mystic Light Cave, as if they were inherently inferior.
...
Martial Temple's First Academy.
Shen Yi bid farewell to his senior brother Zhu Jue, who was currently at a critical juncture of breaking through his realm and no longer needed anyone's assistance.
He returned to the academy alone.
As was his habit, he closed the door.
Shen Yi sat back down by the bed, closed his eyes, and recalled the Dao Infant remains he had just seen.
One of them was almost indistinguishable from Master Chang Qing, while the other was slightly inferior, with only a spirit root in its heart.
Upper Realm Primordial Sage and Middle Realm Primordial Sage? Either one of them was a powerful cultivator capable of easily resolving the Qingzhou Demon Plague, yet they had perished silently.
Apparently, the situation outside was even more dangerous than he had imagined.
As he was about to leave the Grand Dry Dynasty, he needed to make thorough preparations.
Lord Shen opened his eyes, no longer feeling any pain for the demons' lifespans.
He immediately condensed a demon's origin.
【Remaining Demon Lifespan: 14,312 years】
The moment his consciousness touched the origin, a myriad of bizarre and peculiar demons' lingering regrets appeared before his eyes once again.
Lord Shen quickly found the fragmented remains of the White Dragon.
The next moment, the demon soul began to coalesce.
A familiar wail echoed in Lord Shen's mind, but this time, it transformed into a dragon's roar.
As time slowly passed...
A much smaller shadow of the White Dragon gradually solidified, about three zhang long, coiled and suspended in the room.
Its eyes were filled with reverence: "The White Dragon pays respect to my master!"
"Write down everything you know about the demons, the cultivators' caves, and the heavenly treasures," Lord Shen said without any intention of small talk.
"Reporting to my master, for nearly a thousand years, the White Dragon has lived in solitude and only befriended a Green Hill Fox Demon, who has already been slain by you, my master. There is a Silver Moon Cold Pool, but a shameless female thief stole it..."
Impressive, he had condensed two demon souls.
One was a homebody girl, and the other was a homebody dragon.
Lord Shen waved his hand speechlessly and directly stored them in his panel.
【Primordial (Soul Transformation): White Dragon Demon King】
As expected of a demon king comparable to an Ultimate Primordial Profound Sage, he had condensed the demon souls in a mere 10,000 years, which was twice as fast as Qing Hua Madam.
Lord Shen's mood improved slightly. He took out the Temple Blessing Ledger and placed it in his palm.
Then, he channeled the demon's lifespan into the Bodhimanda Golden Body Technique.
According to his speculation, if he could suppress the miscellaneous thoughts into Qing Hua's soul, he should be able to do the same with other demon souls.
Such a large golden body should be able to accommodate two demons, right? However, the next prompt on the panel made Lord Shen frown.
【First Year: You continue to digest the incense fire wish power, refining it into golden light. The complex thoughts flood your mind again, and you suddenly recall the past torment. Unconsciously, you call out Qing Hua and White Dragon, hoping to replicate the process.】
【Tenth Year: With Qing Hua's help, you two begin to forcefully suppress the miscellaneous thoughts into White Dragon's soul, but progress is not smooth. Qing Hua Madam succeeded because of her fusion with the shadow soul, but White Dragon has no connection with the shadow soul or the golden body. You ponder how to put it into the golden body.】
【Thirty-Sixth Year: You suggest imitating the Nine Transformations of the Demon and the Immortal, confining White Dragon within the golden body. Qing Hua Madam considers the idea and attempts to transform the golden body into a grand prison.】
【Eight Hundred and Ninetieth Year: Your thoughts gradually turn into actions, and the Bodhimanda Golden Body Technique undergoes a transformation.】
【One Thousand Seven Hundredth Year: Qing Hua Madam forcefully confines White Dragon within the golden body. You follow closely behind, digesting the incense fire wish power once more and suppressing the miscellaneous thoughts into White Dragon's body.】
No, the golden body technique has become a demon martial art?
Lord Shen looked at the panel with curiosity.
As if to validate his thoughts, two more prompts appeared.
【Learned: Soul Transformation (Soul Transformation). Golden Body Incarnation Suppression Formation】
【Using the golden body as an endless demon prison, suppressing all demons under heaven.】
The deduction became increasingly smooth, and the demon's lifespan vanished like flowing water. The white mist in the sky also visibly thinned out.
【Golden Body Incarnation Suppression Formation Entry Level】
The cultivation technique achieved a breakthrough, but the commotion didn't stop.
Until one-fifth of the incense fire wish power of the entire Grand Dry Dynasty was consumed, with seven-tenths of it devoured.
The remaining demon lifespan of over 10,000 years was completely emptied.
Lord Shen fell silent, walked out of the room, summoned Crimson Cloud, and soared into the sky.
Just then, the words about the White Dragon on the panel disappeared.
(End of Chapter)
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