20: Chapter 20: The Blood of the Nine Nether Beast Boils, Breaking Through to the Spirit Transformation Realm and Reshaping the True Self

That drop of "Origin True Blood," black as ink yet radiating seven-colored divine light, descended slowly under the gaze of everyone.

It did not drip onto the surface of the panel, but instead ignored the barrier of matter, seeping directly into the crevice of the tightly closed vertical eye on Wang Teng's forehead.

"Boom!"

It was as if a singularity of creation had exploded within Wang Teng's sea of consciousness.

There was no heart-wrenching pain, only an indescribable sensation of trembling as his life level underwent a frenzied leap.

"Aoo-roar——!!!"

Wang Teng's massive Nine-Nether Ao form involuntarily let out the most primal and grand roar toward the sky.

This sound pierced through the layers of restrictions in Baiduan Mountain, causing all living beings within a radius of several thousand li—whether human cultivators or native fierce beasts—to have their souls tremble and submit involuntarily at this moment.

This is the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm: Flesh Becoming Spirit!

For humans, this step involves drawing spiritual energy into the body to cleanse the mortal flesh and imbue it with spirituality.

But for the Nine-Nether Ao, one of the Ten Primordial Evils, this was as simple as eating or drinking water.

His current physical body was already the most top-tier "Spirit Embryo" in the world.

What he needed to do was not cleansing, but rather—the ultimate sublimation!

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

A dense, teeth-aching sound of bones popping echoed out.

Wang Teng's body, already as massive as a small mountain, unexpectedly swelled in size once more!

The black-gold scales on his body surface, which had just been damaged in the battle and newly regenerated after devouring, now all automatically fell off, like a black rainstorm.

And the moment the old scales fell off, a layer of even deeper, harder new scales, which seemed to be condensed from pure laws of darkness, covered his entire body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On these newly grown scales, there were no longer chaotic patterns, but rather primitive, obscure natural runes emerging.

Each rune was like a miniature black hole, greedily devouring all light in the surroundings.

His bones were restructuring, becoming as black as ink jade, with a hardness far exceeding the so-called "Divine Iron" of the world.

His blood was boiling, and the originally dark red blood had completely transformed into pure black divine blood.

Every drop contained terrifying toxicity and death energy sufficient to corrode an ordinary prince.

"My god... Is this Big Black Dog shedding its skin?"

In the distance, Shi Hao watched in stunned silence, forgetting to even eat the roasted Bi Fang wing in his hand.

He could clearly feel that the physical fluctuations radiating from Wang Teng at this moment were even more terrifying than those so-called pure-blooded adult specimens!

"This is not Flesh Becoming Spirit... This is clearly the prelude to Flesh Becoming Saint!"

The moment the physical transformation was complete, the ten pitch-black heavenly passages floating above Wang Teng's head suddenly stopped rotating.

"Hum—"

The ten heavenly passages unexpectedly began to slowly and firmly compress and merge toward the center!

This was an extremely dangerous process; any slight carelessness would cause the heavenly passages to collapse, leading to death and the dissipation of the Dao.

But the drop of ancestral true blood within Wang Teng's body acted like a stabilizing needle, steadying the violent energy.

In the end, the ten heavenly passages did not completely merge into one. Instead, they formed a massive, chaotic, unopened black ring, resembling a gateway to the netherworld.

At the center of this black ring, countless psychic powers and soul fragments began to condense.

That was the first deep collision and fusion between the human soul Wang Teng had brought from his transmigration and the ancient will inherited within the Nine-Nether Ao bloodline.

"Condense!"

Wang Teng exhaled a breath, which turned into two white dragons of energy, smashing two deep pits into the ground.

He lowered his head, looking down at the three people who were as small as ants, with no intention of transforming back into human form.

Are you kidding? He had finally cultivated this indestructible, impervious Ten Fiends battle body. Why would he want to change back into that fragile human shell?

Strength is the hard truth! Being cool is a lifelong commitment!

"Con...Congratulations... um..."

Yun Xi looked up, watching this giant beast whose very breathing carried the sound of wind and thunder. The compliments she had intended to say were stuck in her throat, leaving only deep awe.

In this form, Wang Teng merely stood there. The oppressive feeling originating from his life level made the Celestial bloodline within her nearly solidify.

"Cool! Too cool!!"

An untimely shout broke the solemn atmosphere. This Bear Kid, Shi Hao, was not afraid at all; instead, he was flushed with excitement and climbed directly up along Wang Teng's leg hair... oh no, the gaps between the scales, using both hands and feet.

"Brother-in-law! Your look is absolutely amazing!"

Shi Hao stood on Wang Teng's back, which was as wide as a plaza, touching this spot and knocking on that one, emitting metallic "clang-clang" reverberations.

"The texture of these scales, tsk tsk, is even better than those divine armguards! These nine tails are simply nine divine weapons! Even without fighting, just standing there, those Ancient Remains would probably be scared to the point of wetting their pants! I've decided, I also want to get a mount like this... er, I mean, I also want to follow your example!"

Wang Teng rolled his eyes, his massive body slightly vibrating, but he did not shake off this overly familiar Bear Kid.

"Less chatter."

Wang Teng spoke, his voice resonating through his beast body like a grand bell, making the void buzz.

As he spoke, his massive wolf head slowly lowered, leaning in front of Princess Huo Linger. Although Princess Huo Linger had seen Wang Teng's true form before, facing this evolved "Supreme Version" Nine-Nether Ao, she still couldn't help but step back half a pace. This was no longer a beast; this was simply a living totem deity!

"What? Scared?"

A trace of playful, human-like light flashed in Wang Teng's massive double pupils. "Weren't you just shouting about following your husband wherever he goes, even if he were a chicken or a dog? Now you're repulsed instead?"

"Who... who is repulsed!"

Provoked by Wang Teng, Princess Huo Linger's stubbornness as a royal princess flared up again. She bit her red lips, forcing herself to endure the trembling deep within her soul, stepped forward, and stretched out her arms—although she couldn't even hug one of Wang Teng's fingers. Yet, she still tried hard to hug one of the tentacles hanging down from Wang Teng.

"Whether you are human or ghost, god or beast, since... since I chose you, then even if you look like this for the rest of your life, I... I accept it!"

Princess Huo Linger's face was as red as a big apple, her voice trembling but firm. Subsequently, as if to prove her courage, she stood on tiptoe and gently kissed the tentacle.

"Hmm..."

Wang Teng's massive body stiffened slightly. This feeling was very strange. It was like a world-destroying dragon being gently bumped in the heart by a small butterfly.

"Alright, stop being so sentimental."

Wang Teng shook his head as if to cover it up, his massive dragon horns slicing through the void and stirring up a gust of wind. "Get on. Since traveling in my true form is faster, let's not waste time. The core area of Baiduan Mountain has opened; the real feast is about to begin."