I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 584 Great Use, Vitality

Once the three immortal stones and the elixir are exhausted, Xia Daoming can only consume the qi, blood, strength, and true essence stored within his body.

The day when the vital energy, blood strength, and true essence stored in his body are completely exhausted will be the day his life comes to an end.

Xia Daoming used to constantly remind himself to guard his Daoist heart and not lose faith and hope.

But at this moment, seeing that the resources were about to run out, and that the Fire Phoenix Tree on which he had placed his hopes for a miracle had not changed much, even his firm Dao heart could not help but waver.

My heart kept sinking.

Once the resources are exhausted, how long can his own body's reserves sustain him?
Let's say ten years.

In this godforsaken place, ten years is nothing more than a breath out of place.

But Xia Daoming quickly regained his spirits.

Even if not for himself, but for the people he loves, he would never give up until the very last moment.

Time flowed steadily and orderly through the dark and chaotic space.

There is no turning back time!
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No one knows how many years have passed, but on this day, Xia Daoming once again found a seemingly "stable" area.

He paused, closed his eyes, and regulated his breathing.

The sea of ​​blood was like a dried-up lake, and the illusory image of Huang Ting Yuan Shen was like a candle flickering in the wind. His physical body was covered with cracks, emaciated, and even breathing was painful.

He knew that his life was about to end completely without him even realizing it.

Perhaps there really is no need to continue moving forward!
In this "quiet" place, life quietly awaits its end.

Yet, amidst this deathly silence and despair—

Xia Daoming suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with disbelief and surprise.

He felt a wisp of extremely fine, gentle, and pure energy flowing slowly down his spine.

This energy comes from... the Fire Phoenix Tree!

Xia Daoming immediately entered the Crimson Palace Heaven and Earth with his divine sense.

Then, he saw the roots of the Fire Phoenix Tree piercing deep into the void, seemingly without any point of leverage, yet as if they had traversed endless distances and extended to some unknown place.

A faint, almost imperceptible glow, like the light of dawn, permeated the branches and leaves, yet steadily releasing wisps of celestial energy that slowly flowed into his body.

This power was extremely weak, even less than the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that he could refine in a single breath, but—it was inexhaustible!

In this chaotic space, a dead land where heaven and earth are sealed off and spiritual energy is cut off, these wisps of immortal spiritual power are like a ray of light in a dark abyss.

Xia Daoming was shaken to his core—

The great use of the Fire Phoenix Tree has finally become apparent!
Its roots, disregarding spatial barriers, traversed layers of obstacles, drawing upon the spiritual power of the outside world from a distant place!

He slowly clenched his fist, and the lifeless light in his eyes was replaced by flames once more.

Perhaps finding a way out is still a long way off.

But as long as he has this invisible "root" that can traverse layers of space and continuously draw upon the power of immortals from some distant, unknown world, he will not die here.
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The long journey continued for countless years.

The chaotic space remained as terrifying and silent as ever—the void resembled endless shattered mirrors, with turbulent currents constantly gushing forth from the cracks, tearing everything apart. Xia Daoming drifted within it, clinging to the Fire Phoenix Tree as if it had a poor signal, barely managing to stay afloat with wisps of pure immortal energy drawn from who-knows-where.

This touch of celestial energy was gentle and clear, like a drizzle nourishing parched earth, slowly healing his injuries and depleted true essence. But the chaotic space never allowed anyone peace—every time he recovered a little, he would either be swept away by a sudden turbulence or caught in some spatial vortex, leaving him battered and bruised once more.

This cycle repeated itself, yet his cultivation level remained stagnant.

However, this ordeal only strengthened his resolve, making his mind as clear as a mirror, almost unshakable. His physical body, under relentless pressure and self-repair, finally broke through the ninth level of the Ancestral Dragon Body—that long-standing barrier crumbled during a near-death experience, and he entered the tenth level!
Unfortunately, his blood sea remained nearly dry, his vital energy was weak, and his damaged body could not support the true power of the Ancestral Dragon Body. His strength was like an empty shell, unable to be fully displayed.

What alarmed him even more was that a new wisp of purple energy had quietly emerged in his Purple Mansion.

It seems that the birth of the purple aura has nothing to do with the absorption of energy.

But where it came from and why it was reborn, Xia Daoming had no idea.

In this dangerous situation, he couldn't calm his mind to comprehend anything!

I don't know how many years have passed.

An unusual movement broke the silence.

The darkness not far away suddenly surged, forming a black vortex, from which an eerie light shone, like an alluring lighthouse.

Xia Daoming's heart pounded wildly—this might be his chance to leave!
He quickly approached, trying to investigate, but the next moment, a demonic claw that blotted out the sky suddenly emerged from the vortex, its tip flashing with an abyss-like black light, its power overwhelming, and it grabbed straight at him!

The space seemed to freeze instantly, and chaotic forces churned all around.

Xia Daoming's heart sank. The power of this claw far exceeded what he could withstand. He had no choice but to fight with all his might.

He mobilized his remaining vital energy and true essence, and the newly generated wisp of purple energy was also activated at the same time. Dragon patterns lit up his entire body, and his body resembled a majestic dragon-shaped divine mountain.

He was about to unleash the full power of the tenth level of the Ancestral Dragon Overlord Body.

Moreover, within the Crimson Palace, the Fire Phoenix Tree also responded, its branches and leaves bursting forth with blazing flames and radiating a dazzling crimson-gold light, as if it wanted to break out of the Crimson Palace to protect Xia Daoming.

At that very moment, the void above suddenly changed again—another vortex tore open, and a strange blue light shone down, from which emerged a giant claw covered with dragon scales!

The scales shimmered with an ancient and imposing aura, and even before the claws arrived, they had already suppressed the surrounding turbulent currents.

The two claws faced each other, and a terrifying aura burst forth in the air, causing the chaotic space to freeze.

Strands of celestial energy emanated from the vortex of azure light, pure and vast, standing in stark contrast to the dark aura of the demonic claws.

Xia Daoming suddenly became alert—he decisively drew the purple energy into his Purple Palace, extinguishing the ten thousand feet of crimson light that the Fire Phoenix Tree had not yet burst out of the Crimson Palace.

The purple aura and the fire phoenix tree are no ordinary objects; if such a powerful being discovers them, it could very well become a great calamity.

Just now, in order to save my life, I had no time to think about anything else.

Now that the situation has taken a turn for the better, it certainly cannot be exposed.

Leaving these two trump cards behind also preserves a means of escape.

In an instant, Xia Daoming retained only a portion of the power of the Ancestral Dragon Body, compressing himself to the limit to barely block the terrifying shockwave from the clash of the two claws.

Even so, his injuries were instantly aggravated, his mouth burst open, and his bones rattled like thunder.

The giant dragon-scale claw within the vortex of azure light paused slightly, as if sensing his extraordinary physique, and showed a hint of surprise:

"The Ancestral Dragon Body... actually appeared in this chaotic space, and it's even human?"

But in the next instant, the owner of the dragon claw was tightly restrained by the demonic claw and had no time to investigate further. He could only spare a wisp of his claw during the gap between the collision of their powers and make a swift slash in the chaotic space!
This slash seemed to cut through countless layers of superimposed spatial barriers, revealing an unstable gray-white passage within which chaotic forces churned and raged, threatening to collapse at any moment.

"Go quickly!"

A deep voice, carrying an undeniable air of authority, said, "Whether you can get through alive depends entirely on your own luck!"

　That concludes today's update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)