94: Chapter 94: Get the magical power and turn the barbarian god into a dragon

[The figure sitting on the throne of white bones slowly raised its head.]

[Its gaze pierced through the endless river of time and collided with Tang Xun's eyes.]

[It was a young face.]

[The contours of the features, the distance between the brows and eyes, and even the faint, playful curve at the corners of the mouth.]

[Were exactly the same as Tang Xun's original appearance.]

[The only difference was those eyes.]

[There were no human emotions within them, only two burning pitch-black flames, exuding a tyranny that could devour Heaven and Earth.]

[Tang Xun's heart skipped a beat.]

[He subconsciously took a step back.]

[At that very instant, the scene before him shattered with a boom.]

[There were no flying fragments, no sound.]

[Those towering giants, those tide-like dark creatures, along with the throne piled from bones, all turned into countless tiny points of light in the blink of an eye.]

[The points of light dissipated.]

[The surrounding desolate and wild primeval forest, the giant ferns, and the corpse of the giant that had just fallen also became transparent and distorted.]

[Finally, they completely returned to nothingness.]

[Tang Xun discovered he was floating in a pure darkness.]

[Above, below, left, and right, there was only the Void Realm.]

[There was no gravity, no sensation of air flowing, and even the passage of time became blurred.]

[Only the heavy sensation in his hand reminded him that everything just now was not an illusion.]

[He lowered his head.]

[In his palm, the black stone taken from the giant's skin was emitting a soft, faint light.]

[The light was not strong, only able to illuminate a space of three feet.]

[In this boundless dark Void Realm, this sole light appeared exceptionally glaring.]

[The surface of the stone was as warm and smooth as jade, not as rough as it looked.]

[There were no traces of artificial carving on it, but it was covered in naturally formed textures.]

[Each texture seemed to contain some kind of ultimate truth, making one's Divine Soul involuntarily drawn in at a single glance.]

["Is this... the thing they risked their lives to protect?"]

[Tang Xun's fingers gently stroked the surface of the stone.]

[The figure from just now that looked exactly like him remained in his mind, unable to be dispelled.]

[Who was that?]

[Was it the past life of this body?]

[Or some kind of warning from the future?]

[Or perhaps... this Secret Realm read his memories at that moment and deliberately created an illusion?]

[Tang Xun narrowed his eyes, forcibly suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his heart.]

[Now is not the time to dwell on these things.]

[Since this stone is the only reality, the answer must be within it.]

[He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and let his state of mind calm down.]

[Subsequently, he mobilized his Divine Sense.]

[A tyrannical Divine Soul power condensed into a thin thread, carefully probing into the black stone once again.]

["Boom!"]

[The moment his Divine Sense touched the stone's surface, a torrent of information, unimaginably vast, instantly broke through his Divine Sense defenses.]

[This time, it was no longer those fragmented scenes.]

[But countless ancient, obscure, and golden runes filled with an Aura of vastness.]

[These runes spun, arranged, and combined rapidly in his mind.]

[Each rune was as heavy as a thousand jun, carrying a domineering Aura that could suppress the heavens.]

[Tang Xun only felt his head swelling, his temples throbbing, as if someone had forcibly shoved a great mountain inside.]

[But he did not retreat; instead, he gritted his teeth, desperately guarding a sliver of clarity in his spiritual platform, focusing entirely on receiving this information.]

[He did not know how much time had passed.]

[Those violent runes finally stopped their agitation and condensed into a scripture shining with golden light deep within his mind.]

[Savage God Dragon Transformation Art]

[The five large characters, written with the vigor of a dragon and snake, exuded a wild arrogance that wished to rival the heavens.]

[Tang Xun quickly browsed through the content of the scripture.]

[The more he read, the more rapid his breathing became.]

[This was a Body Refining Cultivation Technique.]

[Moreover, it was the supreme Legacy of the ancient giant race.]

[The Cultivation Technique did not cultivate Spiritual Roots, did not practice Golden Cores, but only cultivated the Physical Body.]

[Using all things in Heaven and Earth as a furnace, using one's own flesh and blood as refined iron, tempering it a thousand times to break through the limits of the human body.]

[The entire text was divided into nine levels.]

[The first level corresponded to the Cultivator's Qi Refinement Stage.]

[The second level corresponded to the Foundation Establishment Stage.]

[...]

[And so on, advancing level by level.]

[And by the ninth level, "Dragon Transformation," the strength of the Physical Body could actually rival the legendary Mahayana Stage Cultivators!]

[Tang Xun's hands began to tremble slightly.]

[Mahayana Stage.]

[In this era where even the Soul Transformation Stage had become a legend, the Mahayana Stage was simply a god-like existence.]

[At the end of the scripture, there was also a record about this world.]

[It turned out that in ancient times, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi was abundant, the Dao Laws were complete, every Cultivator was like a dragon, Soul Transformation Cultivators were everywhere, and Mahayana Cultivators were as common as dogs.]

[Later, no one knew what kind of calamity occurred, but the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi dried up, the Dao Laws collapsed, and the upper limit for Cultivators was locked.]

[In today's cultivation world, a Nascent Soul is already an Old Ancestor of a region, and a Soul Transformation Cultivator does not appear for a thousand years.]

[And this Savage God Dragon Transformation Art followed the path of proving the Dao through strength, not relying on Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, but plundering the essence of all things for its own use, forcibly breaking through the shackles of this heaven and earth.]

["Good stuff."]

[Tang Xun licked his somewhat dry lips.]

["This is not just drinking soup."]

["This is clearly taking the whole pot."]

[If those Elders outside knew there was a Cultivation Technique here that led directly to the Mahayana Stage, they would probably go crazy on the spot.]

["Since it has fallen into my hands, it is mine."]

[Just as he prepared to put away the black stone.]

[A sudden change occurred.]

[The black stone in his hand violently trembled.]

[Immediately after, it turned into a streak of black light.]

[The speed was so fast that Tang Xun could not react in time.]

["Swish."]

[It drilled directly into his glabella.]

[Tang Xun only felt a scorching, stabbing pain at his glabella, as if he had been burned by a branding iron.]

[He subconsciously reached out to touch it, but touched nothing.]

[On his originally smooth glabella, there was now an extremely faint, vertical black marking; if one did not look carefully, one would not be able to discover it at all.]

[At the same time.]

[The surrounding originally deathly still dark Void Realm began to tremble violently.]

[Huge cracks spread throughout the Void Realm.]

[Like a shattered mirror.]

[An unrivaled repulsive force squeezed in from all directions.]

[Tang Xun felt as if he had been grabbed tightly by an invisible giant hand and then fiercely thrown out.]

["Is this... Secret Realm rejection?"]

[The thought had just arisen.]

[The darkness before his eyes quickly receded.]

[Replacing it was blinding white light.]

[His body lost weight.]

[The world spun around.]