Humans are shrouded in mystery, using the World Tree to connect all the heavens and myriad realms.

Chapter 88, A Powerful Ascent to the Second Level of Dragon Transformation! [Please Read On!]

Someone nearby asked, bewildered, "Who is the Stone Emperor?"

The old man in the blue robe turned his head, his cloudy eyes filled with bloodshot veins.

"Not the emperor of the human race, but the emperor of the Primordial Holy Spirit race!"

"The Holy Spirit, born of heaven and earth, is a stone man who has attained enlightenment! He is an enlightened being who grew out of stone!"

"The physical strength of that being ranks among the top even among the ancient emperors!"

"Nine Heavenly Tribulations, four Dao Marks at the Great Emperor level — and the last one is the Stone Emperor, known for his physical body —"

The surrounding crowd erupted in uproar.

No one talked about it anymore, no one exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone stared intently at the two figures about to collide below the tribulation clouds, not daring to even breathe.

In the center of the desert.

The Stone Emperor did not use any supernatural powers.

He raised the Stone Emperor Halberd and thrust it forward.

The purest power.

The foundation of the Holy Spirit's preaching is not the law, but the flesh.

The Stone Emperor's physical strength ranks among the top in the Jizhifuti. He doesn't need any special skills; he can crush everything with sheer power.

Su Ye felt the terror of that power.

This was the purest physical attack he had ever experienced in the world of Shrouding the Heavens.

Su Ye held the Primordial Divine Mark Tower in front of him.

The stone halberd pierced the tower.

clang!

A loud metallic clang rang out.

The sound was so shrill that the people on the edge of the desert covered their ears simultaneously.

Several low-level rogue cultivators suffered ruptured eardrums on the spot, and blood flowed from between their fingers.

The Primordial Divine Mark Tower was sent flying backward by the halberd.

It crashed into Su Ye, sending him and the tower flying back a hundred feet.

A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of Su Ye's mouth.

"The Holy Son of Yaochi is injured!"

Su Ye wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Stand up.

The chaotic phenomena of the Five Elements behind him were fully unleashed.

In that hazy world, the Chaos Dharma Image sat cross-legged in the void, its body swirling with purple Daoist energy.

At the edge of heaven and earth, the light of the five elements flows endlessly.

This time, it wasn't just one hand of the Chaos Dharma Form.

It's a whole little world.

Su Ye transformed the entire strange phenomenon into a suppressive force, smashing it towards the Stone Emperor.

The Stone Emperor's second halberd pierced the strange phenomenon.

The collision of two world forces exploded in the sky above the desert.

The dazzling white light engulfed everything within a radius of dozens of miles.

Wherever the light passed, the sand instantly vaporized, and the broken walls and ruins in the ruins were blown into the air by the shockwave.

After the white light dissipated, the stone emperor's phantom image vanished as a shower of light.

The ninth heavenly tribulation is broken.

The calamity clouds in the sky began to slowly dissipate.

Sunlight shone down again, illuminating the desert that had been ravaged by the heavenly calamity for so long.

The ground was covered with scorched pits and vitrified sand, and the landscape within a radius of hundreds of miles was completely rewritten.

The desert fell completely silent.

Hundreds of people on the periphery held their breath, and the only sound in the entire world was the lingering thunder as the tribulation clouds dispersed, rolling across the distant horizon.

The figure dressed in a blue and white Taoist robe stood in the middle of the desert. The robe was stained with blood, and the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth had not yet dried, but his back was straight.

It was a long time before someone finally spoke.

"Nine Heavenly Tribulations, five Elemental Divine Thunders, and four Humanoid Lightning Bolts—"

"Emperor Hengyu, Emperor Luangu, Emperor Xukong, Stone Emperor."

"The Dao traces of four ancient emperors appeared simultaneously in one person's Dragon Transformation Tribulation."

Has anything like this ever happened throughout history?

No one answered.

An old monk with white hair let out a long breath, his voice full of vicissitudes.

"I have lived for nearly a thousand years and have never heard of the Dragon Transformation Heavenly Tribulation sending down humanoid lightning. I have never heard of four of them descending at once."

"The Holy Son of Yaochi has the potential to become an emperor."

These words were spoken very softly, yet they clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

No one refuted.

Because everyone witnessed the four humanoid lightning bolts and saw how Su Ye defeated them one by one.

On the other side of the desert, several divine senses at the Immortal Platform level converged in the void.

"When he reached the Four Extremes Perfection, he could defy the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Realm—now that he has stepped into the second level of the Dragon Transformation Realm, who below the Immortal Platform can stop him?"

"Don't forget, he also has the power of the Eight Forbidden Realms. With the combination of the Second Heaven of Dragon Transformation and the Eight Forbidden Realms, he is enough to directly confront the elders of the holy land families at the First Heaven of the Immortal Platform Realm."

"Where is the Holy Son of Yao Guang? Where is the Ji family's Divine King Body? Where is the Jiang family's Divine Body?"

"Those people are indeed geniuses, but they are not on the same level as this Holy Son of Yaochi."

silence.

After a long while, an aged divine consciousness slowly spoke.

"The struggle for the imperial path in this lifetime will likely be more brutal than in any previous lifetime."

"And this Holy Son of Yaochi has already run ahead of everyone else."

The clouds of calamity dispersed.

The sky regained its clarity.

The gloom over the desert was swept away, replaced by a golden rain formed from the laws of the Great Dao, which slowly fell from the heavens.

The sweet rain transformed into a fine, dense golden shower, each drop containing the pure essence of the Great Dao.

Thunder Tribulation Liquid.

The crowd on the perimeter stirred again.

"Heaven-sent rain! It's lightning tribulation liquid!"

"Every drop can cleanse the foundation of one's cultivation and temper the physical body!"

"Unfortunately, that is a gift exclusively for those who have transcended tribulation; no one else can take it away from them."

Su Ye stood in the middle of the desert, letting the golden rain shower down on him.

Raindrops fell on the Taoist robe, instantly seeping into the skin and turning into a warm current that flowed along the meridians throughout the body.

Within the sea of ​​suffering, the purple divine power, nourished by the sweet rain, steadily increased, causing the nine-story tower of the Primordial Divine Mark Tower to hum simultaneously, and the innate divine marks flowing across the tower to become increasingly dazzling.

His cultivation level is breaking through.

Transformation into a Dragon, First Heaven.

Transformation into a Dragon, Second Heaven.

The accumulated power was so great that the tribulation for breaking through to the Dragon Transformation Realm was actually combined with the tribulation for the second transformation of the Dragon Transformation Realm.

After passing through the nine heavenly tribulations, his cultivation broke through two levels and directly entered the second level of the Dragon Transformation Realm.

Of the nine vertebrae of the spine, the coccyx and sacrum have already transformed into dragons. Purple divine power surges endlessly within these two vertebrae, each movement carrying the unique power and texture of the Dragon Transformation Realm.

Su Ye looked down at his palm.

With his fingers slightly spread, a streak of purplish-gold lightning danced twice on his fingertips before vanishing without a trace.

Having reached the second level of the Dragon Transformation Realm and possessing the power of the Eight Forbidden Battles, he is now invincible below the Sendai.

The rain lasted for about half an incense stick's time before it slowly stopped.

The golden raindrops grew sparser and dwindled, eventually turning into wisps of pale golden mist that dissipated in the wind.

Su Ye took out a brand-new Taoist robe from the Sea of ​​Bitterness and put it on, then casually shook the tattered old robe into pieces.

The Primordial Divine Mark Tower transformed back into a nine-inch tower and submerged into the Sea of ​​Bitterness. The innate divine marks on the tower were even clearer than before the tribulation.

He looked up into the depths of the void.

There, the Sage Yuheng sat cross-legged, his plain white palace robes spotless, and the cinnabar mole between his brows gleamed faintly in the sunlight.

She stayed there the whole time, without making a move.

"Well done."

Su Ye cupped his hands slightly and chuckled, "This disciple was fortunate."

"Just lucky?"

The Sage Yuheng shook his head slightly, a satisfied smile appearing on his lips.

"In the Dragon Transformation Tribulation, there is probably no one else in the Five Domains of the Big Dipper who could escape unscathed from facing four ancient emperors in humanoid lightning."

"This is not luck, it's strength."

She paused, and her tone became serious.

"At the second level of the Dragon Transformation Realm, with the power of the Eight Forbidden Realms, I am invincible below the Immortal Platform."

"But on the path to becoming an emperor, becoming a Dao King is only the very beginning."

"Sage, Sage King, Great Sage, Quasi-Emperor, Great Emperor, each level of heaven is an insurmountable barrier."

"You can defeat the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Realm when you are at the Four Perfections Realm, but that doesn't mean you can defeat the first level of the Saint Realm when you are at the Great Accomplishment King Realm."

"The gap between a Dao-Slaying King and a Saint is greater than you can imagine."

Su Ye nodded and said earnestly, "This disciple understands."

He knew all too well that all those below the level of a sage were mere ants.

This sacred barrier has stood for millennia. Throughout history, only a handful of people have been able to challenge those above them, defy immortals, and even challenge saints with the power of a king.

But he firmly believed that he, Su Ye, was destined to be one of them!

"Good that you understand."

The figure of the Jade Balance Sage slowly disappeared into the void, leaving only a sentence echoing in the wind.

Su Ye withdrew his gaze and turned to head towards the Northern Region.

The sky in the northern region was hazy and gray, with fine sand and gravel carried on the wind.

Su Ye rode on a purple divine rainbow, heading north from the desert.

Beneath my feet lies an endless wasteland and Gobi Desert, with the occasional ruins of an abandoned ancient city flashing by, their broken walls covered with cracks of time.

He didn't fly very high.

His divine sense spread out like ripples on water, taking in the mountains and rivers within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Three days later, a range of mountains appeared on the horizon.

The mountain is steep and precipitous, as if cut by a knife and axe. The area above the halfway point is completely covered by thick white clouds and mist, with only a few patches of green visible through the gaps in the swirling clouds.

At the foot of the mountain, a silver ribbon of river meanders out, its waters gurgling, and a spiritual aura spreading with the mist.

Cloud-broken mountain range.

This mountain range stretches across the land, with its seventy-two main peaks resembling seventy-two broken swords piercing the sky.

The spiritual energy in the mountains almost condenses into visible milky-white wisps of mist.

Su Ye landed on a low hill more than ten miles away from the mountains.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his deep purple pupils reflecting the distant, misty mountains.

"Cloud-Broken Mountains —"

Su Ye's lips curled up slightly.

According to my memories from my previous life, the lid of the Devouring Demon Jar is hidden near a river deep within these mountains.

The unscrupulous Taoist priest Duan De found this half of the Supreme Emperor Weapon in this very place in the original timeline.

He arrived first.

Just as Su Ye was about to take a step, a very faint tremor suddenly came from the depths of the Bitter Sea.

The leaves of the World Tree sapling trembled slightly.

The tremor was so faint as to be almost imperceptible, yet it made Su Ye abruptly stop in his tracks.

His mind sank into a sea of ​​bitterness.

In the midst of the sea of ​​suffering, the World Tree sapling stands quietly.

Between two golden tender leaves, the golden threads of fortune coiled around them were glowing one after another.

The tremor was clearer than ever before.

The golden threads of energy on the leaves, like snakes that have caught the scent of their prey, all point towards the northwest.

A glint of light flashed deep within Su Ye's deep purple pupils.

This feeling is all too familiar.

Within the Holy City Stone Archway, the World Tree reacts in this way when it senses fluctuations in the internal energy of the stone.

If there is a great treasure among the stones, the World Tree will give a warning in this way; the more concentrated the fortune, the more violently the leaves tremble.

At this moment, the leaves trembled far more violently than ever before.

Including the time he cut out the seed of the Qilin Divine Medicine.

Su Ye took a deep breath.

A treasure capable of surpassing the Qilin Divine Medicine Seed in terms of fortune is hidden within the Cloud-Broken Mountains—

The lid of the Devouring Demon Jar.

Half a component of the Supreme Imperial Weapon.

Suppressing his joy, Su Ye didn't hesitate and transformed into a purple divine rainbow, soaring into the sky.

The divine rainbow pierced through the clouds and sped off in the direction indicated by the World Tree.

The mountain is incredibly rich in spiritual energy.

The deeper you fly, the higher the concentration of spiritual energy becomes. The moisture in the air mixes with the spiritual energy and condenses into a light mist that seeps into your skin when it touches your Taoist robe, bringing indescribable comfort.

Occasionally, one can see a few secluded monks' cave dwellings in the mountains.

Those cave dwellings were built against the mountain, and most of them had a few medicinal herbs planted in front of them. Some even had simple protective mountain formations.

As Su Ye passed by, several rogue cultivators who were meditating outside the cave looked up at him.

"Who was that just now?"

"A purple rainbow—such speed!"

"It's the Holy Son of Yaochi!"

A sharp-eyed middle-aged rogue cultivator suddenly stood up, pointed at the purple light that disappeared on the horizon, and his voice trembled.

"I've seen him in the Holy City! That's right, it's Su Ye, the Holy Son of Yaochi!"

"What is the Holy Son of Yaochi doing here at Cloud-Broken Mountain?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's just a learning experience—"

"However, this guy is a jinx. Even Canglan, who was at the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Realm, was crippled by him in three moves. We'd better stay away from him."

The several rogue cultivators looked at each other, and without prior arrangement, they collected the spiritual herbs outside the cave, retreated back inside, and closed the stone door.

Su Ye had no interest in dealing with these rogue cultivators.

The closer to the northwest, the more violently the World Tree trembled.

The golden threads of fortune on the leaves have fully lit up, like fine golden needles pointing straight ahead.

He could even feel a faint, tangible force pulling him out of the sea of ​​suffering.

That was the World Tree actively guiding him.

It was like a wild beast that had been starving for a long time smelling the blood of its prey.

A purple rainbow swept across a dense ancient pine forest.

A small river flows through the forest, its water so clear you can see the bottom, and its bed is covered with colorful pebbles.

Su Ye spread out his divine sense.

A faint, chilly aura emanated from the depths of the riverbed.

Its chilling atmosphere was tinged with an indescribable imperial majesty.

Su Ye felt a chill run down his spine.

right here.

Just as he was about to descend towards the river, an unfamiliar presence suddenly entered the edge of his divine sense's perception range.

The aura wasn't particularly strong, roughly equivalent to the first level of the Four Extremes Secret Realm.

But strangely, although the aura was not strong, it carried a sense of heaviness that even Su Ye couldn't quite explain.

Su Ye stopped in mid-air.

His deep purple pupils swept towards the depths of that ancient pine forest.

Among the dense pine branches, a plump figure was lying on the ground with his buttocks sticking out, holding a palm-sized bronze compass in his hand.

The compass was covered with dense patterns and was buzzing, its needle spinning wildly.

The moment Su Ye's gaze fell on that person, the other person also raised their head.

It was a fair and chubby face.

Her face was as round as a full moon, radiant with health, and her small eyes were narrowed into slits with laughter.

He wore an old Taoist robe, with a hemp rope tied around his waist and a pair of worn-out cloth shoes. He looked exactly like a wandering Taoist priest.

He was muttering to himself.

"My darling—where is my darling—I can smell it—"

The fat Taoist priest suddenly stopped what he was doing.

His small eyes snapped open, a glint of light flashing within them.

He stood up and turned around, his eyes meeting Su Ye's.

Eyes facing each other.

Those small eyes widened suddenly the moment they saw Su Ye.

"My goodness!"

Duan De subconsciously took half a step back, his palm silently pressing against the magical artifact hidden in his sleeve.

He recognized Su Ye.

It wasn't because of the Daoist robe worn by Su Ye, the exclusive robe of the Holy Son of Yaochi.

It was not because of the aura emanating from Su Ye, but because of the aura he possessed.

Dragon Transformation, Second Heaven!

Duan De's eyelids twitched violently twice.

He himself had only just entered the Four Extremes Secret Realm, yet the pressure from this young man was no less than that of a powerful expert at the first level of the Immortal Platform Realm.

Duan De's mind raced.

Su Ye, the Holy Son of Yaochi.

Transformation into a Dragon, Second Heaven.

Eight forbidden combat forces.

When the Four Extremes were perfected, he reversed the seven heavens of the Dragon Transformation. It is said that when he was undergoing the Dragon Transformation Heavenly Tribulation, he attracted four ancient emperors in human form as lightning.

Such people appearing in this desolate wilderness...

And it landed right above his head?

wrong.

Duan De narrowed his small eyes slightly.

Su Ye's gaze toward the river was so resolute, so certain, that certainty was undeniable.

Su Ye knew what she was looking for.

Duan De's heart skipped a beat, but he put on a warm smile.

"Amitabha Buddha!"