Inside the Nirvana Pool, clouds and mists swirled, countless rays of radiant light and auspicious colors bursting forth vibrantly and gloriously. Within shimmered the liquid, clear and glistening, exuding rolling waves of pure essence.
Shi Hao sat cross-legged, his bones shattered throughout his entire body. Enduring excruciating pain, he directed the sacred fluid to cleanse his physical form, his body emitting rumbling sounds like distant thunder.
In the pool, the sacred liquid gleamed like divine nectar, continuously washing over his limbs and marrow. Auspicious light flowed, enveloping him entirely.
The spiritual elixir boiled, also containing various mystical creatures: golden ants the size of palms, centipedes over a meter long, transparent tiny snakes the length of fingers, and three-legged silver toads. These were essential spirit insects for refining the Nirvana liquid, playing extremely vital roles.
Blazing Dao flames heated the pool’s liquid to boiling point. Shi Hao endured the excruciating heat, remaining unmoved, seated throughout, allowing the spiritual essence to cleanse his physical shell.
Around him, spirit creatures and various ancient herbs floated, releasing their most potent medicinal essence into the liquid, infusing it with a mighty source of vitality.
“Crack!”
The sound of bones breaking echoed, Shi Hao’s body trembling in excruciating pain as the fractures deepened, undergoing profound transformation, with Dao laws entering his being.
This world’s natural laws are complete and the Great Dao is whole, allowing cultivation to the highest peaks. However, in the lower realms, heavenly Dao is damaged; cultivating within such an environment, barring extraordinary circumstances, makes reaching the ultimate attainments extremely difficult.
Coming from the lower realms, Shi Hao aimed to reform his true body and complete the missing aspects. Yet, such transformation was destined to be agonizing—his bones had to break inch by inch, then restructure.
“Five Elements Nirvana Art!”
Chanting scriptures, Shi Hao sat immersed in the sacred liquid, his entire body radiating light. Inside him, the bones cracked and popped like roasting beans, fracturing even further.
Streams of blood seeped from his skin into the pool. Though it was precious blood, some impurities emerged—a residue from his body.
“It seems the Dao laws in the lower realm are indeed incomplete and leave behind issues. Fortunately, everything can be remedied—Nirvana must take place within this vast world.”
Realizing this, Shi Hao saw the impurities as his precious blood illuminated them, confirming his decision was correct. Remaking his true form would enhance his constitution and strength.
The popping sounds continued incessantly. Enduring the pain, his bones kept cracking, eventually exploding into dust!
Such a scene was terrifying. This process was too thorough—any mistake could ruin his body entirely.
At this moment, even his skull cracked, emitting popping sounds, gradually disintegrating.
He summoned a surge of innate primordial essence, supporting his physical form with divine strength. Otherwise, without bones, he’d collapse into a puddle of flesh.
His bones shattered; his pores secreted blood more rapidly, expelling impurities and generating tainted blood—his body was undergoing purification, preparing for regeneration.
The pool exuded a thick spiritual aura, its radiant mists like flowing silk and auspicious colors like drifting clouds. Enduring excruciating pain, Shi Hao guided the laws of this great world into his being, washing his muscles, flesh, and bone fragments.
It was precisely because the complete Dao laws surged into his body, forging his flesh, that caused such excruciating pain, fracturing his bones ever more thoroughly.
Eventually, Shi Hao’s body radiated light, surging with blood energy. Impure blood spewed high from his body, his form weakening greatly, yet his body burned with intense energy.
At this point, nearly all his blood had been expelled—he was undergoing a rebirth, preparing for the final stage of blood generation.
Spiritual essence from the pool scourged his body, making it increasingly resilient, seeping into every inch of his flesh, forging and reforging, assisting his Nirvana transformation.
Vaguely, the skies rumbled, and chanting echoed. Shi Hao began his metamorphosis—his shattered bones regrew, continuously reforming, emitting a treasured radiance.
A dragon’s roar resounded, shaking Zhu Village. Everyone turned their heads, gazing toward the village’s outskirts.
“What’s happening?” Many were startled.
However, Elder San wore a serious expression. He gazed toward the muddy pond but couldn’t approach, for Shi Hao had established a formation to seal the area.
Despite this, threads of divine radiance overflowed, dazzlingly vibrant, like cascading showers of light.
Shi Hao executed the Nirvana Art of Immortality Mountain, channeling this sacred liquid. His bones regenerated, crystalline and luminous. Most importantly, his bone marrow radiated with golden hues, undulating like true dragons stirring, emitting divine sounds.
It was eerie—each bone in his body bore a faint golden marrow, like countless baby dragons awakening, chirping in unison, thus shaking heaven and earth.
A vigorous life force radiated outward, his marrow resonating, continuously pulsing. His body began generating blood anew!
Finally, an exuberant energy spread. His vitality was astonishing, nurturing both body and soul, shining brilliantly.
This was Nirvana—completing the blood replacement, expelling all impurities, rebuilding the true form, further strengthening oneself, and amplifying potential.
Healed by the laws of heaven and earth entering his body, completing what was previously missing!
In the Nirvana Pool, much tainted blood floated. All ancient herbs and spirit insects dimmed, their divine essence completely absorbed. The once-sacred liquid became impotent.
The process lasted a full day and night. Shi Hao suddenly opened his eyes, sensing surging vitality within, his true form far more powerful than before.
However, everything had not ended yet. Shi Hao began preparing another Nirvana Pool, placing in it numerous ancient herbs and spirit creatures.
He was extremely cautious, aiming for perfection and fearing incompleteness. He still mastered the Vermilion Bird Nirvana Art of the Fire Kingdom and the Nirvana techniques related to the Phoenix from Hong Huang’s noble clan.
Finally, he prepared the Vermilion Bird Elixir, commencing another body cleansing and blood renewal.
Certainly, this time only a negligible amount of impure blood flowed out, indicating the first Nirvana had already been thorough.
Yet this was not the key point—the true essence lay in Shi Hao drawing the unblemished Dao laws of this great world into his body for forging.
His bone marrow shone like a dragon swimming. This time, it transformed from a faint golden hue to a crystalline red, refined and pure.
“The essence still remains in this pool; there hasn’t been much waste. I can try the Nirvana Art from Hong Huang’s clan.”
Shi Hao concentrated deeply, sitting cross-legged again, guiding the Dao laws of heaven and earth into his body, reshaping his true form.
Indeed, this time there was barely any change—the previous two transformations had already been thorough, his body resilient and glowing like jade.
His long hair cascading, his eyes clear and bright, he appeared exceptionally handsome, like a fallen immortal.
“The medicinal potency remains,” Shi Hao contemplated. If so, wouldn’t the herbs and spirit insects in this pool have been wasted?
Quickly, he thought of the ancient prescriptions of Shi Village. Corresponding to each cultivation stage, there was a medicinal recipe he decided to attempt.
His stock of medicinal herbs was low, yet after adding them into the Nirvana Pool’s sacred liquid, it was enough to gather every herb required for the Bone Boiling stage.
“Then I shall exhaust this sacred liquid—it counts as another rebirth.”
Boom!
Dao flames flared, Shi Hao sat within the boiling elixir, his blood energy surging alongside thunderous roars—extremely terrifying.
Shi Hao was startled. Re-cultivating the Bone Boiling stage, stimulating his blood energy and unlocking his body’s potential, amid the flickering spiritual runes, he distinctly felt his body had become even more solid.
Finally, he calmed his mind, continuously circulating bone inscriptions, pushing beyond limits, striving to become stronger.
However, the Bone Boiling stage focused on forging physical strength—Shi Hao had already approached its peak. That he could break through once again was already a miracle; his blood energy could no longer surge indefinitely.
“What tremendous gains!” Shi Hao murmured.
This rebirth not only completed the Dao laws but also re-cultivated the Bone Boiling stage, making his physical strength increasingly formidable—scarily so.
He could confirm that, if faced against someone of the same generation and state as his former Bone Boiling Peak self, his current body was far superior.
“Never expected such gains. If I re-cultivate the Heaven Opening, Spirit Manifesting, and Rune Carving stages within the Higher Realm, would I grow even stronger?”
“Hmm?” He was startled. Various runes flashed within his body, hidden in his blood, continuously scouring every inch of his flesh.
Perfecting the Dao laws was indeed no simple matter—not an instantaneous process, but a gradual one. It could require several days or even dozens of days.
However, such a time frame was negligible—Shi Hao could wait.
“Perhaps I shouldn’t employ Dao laws for now, otherwise, things might not go smoothly.” Shi Hao murmured. His body was overwhelmingly strong; in a place like Zhu Village, it was sufficient for self-defense.
He slightly altered his appearance. Now, with his strengthened body and without employing the Seventy-Two Transformations, he could still modify his appearance and revert to the look he had when meeting the villagers.
“The gathering of rivers into the sea—the warriors’ confrontations from all lands—is truly exciting.” Shi Hao, having achieved Nirvana and perfected Dao laws, becoming even stronger, naturally wished to go and witness it.
Certainly, his younger brother, Yue Chan, the Demoness, the young prodigy of Fairy Palace, and the elite talents and descendants from various regions would all appear—an extraordinary grand event.
He activated the formation and exited. Elder San looked at him with a complex expression—he had indeed sensed the terrifying blood energy surging within the formation.
“Has the selection process for the warriors begun?” Shi Hao asked.
“Almost. Only a few days left.” Elder San replied.
In fact, such news had started circulating over a year ago about an upcoming grand event. Only recently had it officially begun, ushering in an extraordinary gathering of geniuses.
“Young friend, are you participating?” Elder San asked.
“I wish to see the world.” Shi Hao responded.
Zhu Village was peaceful, guarded by the silver spider. Generally, no ferocious beasts dared to intrude, so the villagers lived safely.
The village youths trained from childhood, growing up strong as calves, with immense strength.
“Let’s go to the county town for the warriors’ competition!” After five days, the grand eliminations finally began. The youths of the village were thrilled.
“Do you think we’ll get good rankings?”
“Don’t think too much—you’re going mainly for the experience.” Elder San said.
“Elder San, aren’t you discouraging us too much?” Some youths protested softly.
“I won’t believe that—we must win!”
“Yeah! Let’s make Zhu Village known far and wide—we will defeat all our opponents!”
A group of young ones, eager and ready, were all excited for action.
Shi Hao murmured to himself: “I’ll go and see just how powerful the descendants and prodigies of the Higher Realm really are—I can’t wait!” He gazed forward, eyes alight with anticipation.
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