The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 320: Nameless Transformation
"We are entering the ancient world to explore this time, which is full of dangers. If the nameless ancient saint can also enter it, then our safety can at least be improved by an order of magnitude!"

"What's more important is that the legendary treasures inside are all ownerless!" Xiao Ping'an said.

Xiao Ping'an and the two supreme elders wandered around and came to a low mountain. This was the place where the nameless ancient saint transformed.

After entering the cave, it is misty and hazy inside, like a different world, as if it is an independent little world.

After passing through the fog, there is a huge altar in front, which is densely engraved with Taoist patterns.

The Dao patterns on it are extremely complex, and the entire machine emits the mysterious sound of the Great Dao.

This altar is made of a mysterious five-colored ancient jade and is approximately ten meters square.

Xiao Ping'an looked at the cocoon of light above the altar and knew that the Ancient Sage Wuji was transforming inside.

He looked at the Dao patterns on the altar and imprinted them deeply in his mind.

It was densely packed and extremely profound, and was most likely the Dao patterns of the Great Emperor. Xiao Ping'an was unable to understand them now. Although there were some simpler runes that he could barely understand, most of them were still incomprehensible and required careful comprehension.

Countless starlight and moonlight were drawn from the sky and flowed into the cocoon of light, on which a group of mysterious patterns emerged.

The nameless ancient sage was sleeping inside, motionless.

Xiao Ping'an used his divine sense to investigate and immediately felt a sense of tearing between his soul and body. The terrifying aura of a saint was frightening.

It was obvious that the nameless ancient sage was in a very strange state at this moment, with countless strange energies flowing.

After Xiao Ping'an and others came here, they seemed to stimulate this light cocoon.

This light cocoon kept shining, as if it came alive, constantly vibrating and becoming transparent and bright.

Feeling the increasingly terrifying aura of the saint above, the three of them felt something was wrong and retreated immediately.

"Roar..."

Suddenly, a loud roar came from inside the big cocoon.

Stimulated, countless dense array patterns suddenly appeared on the altar, submerging the place. An extremely mysterious light shield enveloped the altar, preventing the saintly aura from his body from dissipating and destroying the place.

It was an extremely profound Dao pattern that sealed the place tightly.

Xiao Ping'an quickly recognized that there were Great Emperor's Formation Patterns inside, which were a combination of several Great Emperor's Formation Patterns, densely packed.

It is obvious that this mysterious place of transformation was once set up by great emperors and ancient kings.

Xiao Ping'an saw the nameless ancient saint in the big cocoon. He looked even older, with snow-white hair and skin and bones, as if he was about to lose his life in the next moment.

He seemed to have lost countless years, was aging and about to die.

However, the aura emanating from him became more and more terrifying.

Another loud roar stirred up even more densely packed Dao patterns, and the divine light shone brightly.

Even though Xiao Ping'an was separated by the dense Taoist patterns, he still felt deafening and was stunned for a moment.

Lu Wushuang and Ye Qiu were so shocked that they vomited blood.

Even with the broken Dao pattern of the Great Emperor between them, he still couldn't bear it.

"Legend has it that a single hair of a saint can kill a powerful being, and a single drop of blood can kill a slayer king. This is truly true."

"Yes, if it weren't for the Great Emperor Dao Pattern blocking us, we would have been shaken to death by the nameless senior, and not a single bone would have been left."

Xiao Ping'an was also terrified. He thought he could kill a powerful Zhan Dao master and was very complacent with himself.

Now facing a true saint, his true strength is so terrifying.

There is indeed a world of difference between a saint and the ants below the saint.

There is an insurmountable barrier to the sanctuary.

Then there was another roar, and the Nameless Ancient Saint became older and older, his hair turned white like rotten grass, and his bones and flesh had dried up. "Senior Wuming's transformation has entered the most critical period, and it depends on this one whether he lives or dies!" Lu Wushuang said worriedly.

Rumble.

With a loud bang, the Yuan magnetic divine light shone, and from the center of his eyebrows appeared a sun shining with five-colored Yuan magnetic divine light.

"Such a pure magnetic force!"

"Senior Wuming is becoming more and more powerful. He has even condensed the Yuanci Divine Seal. It seems that after he comprehended the Yuanci Divine Light, he has further sublimated!"

The sun formed by the magnetic divine light between his eyebrows became brighter and brighter.

In that dazzling divine light, it seems as if time has gone back.

His old body suddenly filled up, as if flesh and blood had returned to his body.

His white hair turned black again, and he quickly returned to middle age from a dying, decayed old man, and then turned into a young man.

There was a boom.

Finally, the nameless ancient saint transformed into a boy about six years old and stepped out of the shining cocoon.

Although he is a virgin, he exudes an extremely amazing aura and is full of youthful vigor.

It only took the blink of an eye for the mummy, who looked like a sculpture and looked old, to transform into a young boy.

His eyes were like two celestial swords, so sharp that it was impossible to look directly at them.

Although he is a boy, he is extremely terrifying and powerful.

Then his body shook, and he completely recovered and woke up.

Xiao Ping'an and others were stunned. This Wuji Sutra was indeed a miraculous skill, worthy of being a miraculous skill evolved from the fragments of the Jiemie Tian Gong.

The ancient sage Wuji successfully transformed himself, regained his youth, erased all traces of time, and came back to life as a boy.

At this moment, in the eyes of this boy, he will kill gods and will kill Buddhas. He has an extreme self-confidence that he is invincible and everything is under his feet!
Everyone felt awe in their hearts, as if they didn't recognize the Ancient Sage Wuji. This temperament was completely different from before.

The low-key and vicissitudes of life were gone, leaving only the incomparable strength and arrogance that dared to challenge the gods.

Afterwards, the Nameless Ancient Saint restrained his aura and became peaceful again.

"Congratulations, senior, on your successful transformation!"

Xiao Ping'an and others congratulated together.

The successful transformation of the nameless ancient saint is definitely a great joy to everyone.

For the Haiyue Holy Land, it is a great joyous event.

"Don't worry, I have transformed successfully. Although I didn't live a new life, an amazing transformation took place, which allowed me to reach a higher level!" said the nameless ancient sage.

After a few greetings, the nameless ancient sage also knew the purpose of everyone's visit.

The nameless ancient sage looked at Xiao Ping'an, then at Lu Wushuang and Ye Qiu.

“You two old fellows, although you are at a higher realm, your strength has already lagged behind the Holy Son of Ping An!” said the Nameless Ancient Saint with a smile.

Lu Wushuang and Ye Qiu's faces turned red.

Lu Wushuang said: "I am so ashamed. My talent and understanding are indeed far inferior to that of the Holy Son of Peace!"

Ye Qiu said: "We have been protecting the Dao for so many years. Even if we have no merits, we have worked hard. How can you say that we are a hindrance?"

"Besides, we can help Holy Son Ping An deal with some worldly affairs so that he can concentrate on his cultivation!"

(End of this chapter)