As the milky white water droplets continued to evaporate, Su Rui's Nascent Soul was undergoing astonishing changes at a speed visible to the naked eye. The formerly illusory Nascent Soul quickly solidified, resembling a real baby. When this transformation reached its peak, something incredible happened—the Nascent Soul actually began to grow rapidly!
It was as if time was flowing faster through him. His Nascent Soul instantly transformed from an infant to a child, and then quickly grew into a teenager. This process was so fast that it was unimaginable. In the blink of an eye, Su Rui's Nascent Soul had completed a magnificent transformation and successfully upgraded to a Primordial Spirit.
This series of miraculous evolutions eventually consumed the milky white water droplets formed by the condensation of more than a dozen Heavenly Dao spiritual forces. At this time, only a Heavenly Thunder mark remained in Su Rui's soul.
His growth was so rapid that it was jaw-dropping. Others would need to spend hundreds of years or even longer to cultivate arduously to gradually upgrade their Nascent Soul to the Primordial Spirit, but he accomplished it all in the blink of an eye.
Of course, such a rapid breakthrough wasn't accidental. While there were certainly some chance encounters, it was primarily due to Xiaotu's help. Without Xiaotu's help in finding those precious Heavenly Dao inspirations, he would never have been able to achieve such an easy breakthrough, reach the summit, and become a member of the Yuanshen Zhenren.
At this moment, Su Rui was filled with excitement. He knew full well what this breakthrough meant to him. In the world of immortal cultivation, the higher the realm and the greater the strength, the higher the position, the more resources and influence one could command. Now, he had successfully ascended to the rank of Yuanshen Zhenren, bringing him one step closer to the immortal path that all cultivators dreamed of.
However, he also understood that this breakthrough was just a new starting point. The road to becoming an immortal was long and endless, and there were still many more challenges waiting for him.
If a Yuanshen Zhenren wants to become a true immortal, he must accumulate infinite merits and overcome eighty-one difficulties. Every time he overcomes a tribulation, a mark of heavenly thunder will be formed on his head. After going through nine tribulations, he will be able to brew a fairy spirit, ascend to heaven, and become a true immortal.
At this time, Su Rui, having already survived a tribulation, had a Heavenly Thunder Mark on his body, marking him as a First Tribulation Soul Master. Although only a First Tribulation Soul Master, he was also able to transform into the corresponding Soul Dharma Image.
The changes in the Dharma image of the primordial spirit cannot be changed at will, unless you are practicing the method of change, such as the Seventy-two Transformations. Otherwise, its changes are closely related to the practice method and the condensed Tiangang and Disha.
Su Rui's cultivation technique was the "Qingcheng Shangqing Heart Method Secret Scroll," and the Earthly Evil he condensed was the Five Elements Earth-level True Fire Evil, while the Heavenly Gang he condensed was a group of Nine Heavenly Gang Winds. This combination of Heavenly Gang and Earthly Evil was not only extremely powerful, but also extremely rare. Even Su Rui himself didn't know what kind of Yuan Shen Dharma form he could transform into.
The rain in the sky is still falling, as if there is no end.
Su Rui's spirit body braved the rain, treading on the muddy ground, and slowly walked into the cave entrance about ten feet away. The moment he entered the cave, his spirit body suddenly disintegrated, transforming into an extremely hot black wind, sweeping towards the direction of his meditative body deep in the cave.
Zhang Beiyang was sitting next to Su Rui's body, feeling somewhat bored.
"I wonder when Junior Brother Su will wake up?" he whispered to himself.
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly heard a strange noise. He immediately took a defensive posture, stood in front of Su Rui's body, and looked in the direction where the noise came from.
Soon, he saw a strange black wind coming in. The black wind had a faint red color and emitted rolling heat waves, as if it had just erupted from the crater of a volcano.
"Could it be..."
Zhang Beiyang was delighted, thinking that the black wind was a magic cast by the original god of this small world, and immediately stabbed the black wind with his sword.
However, the next moment, something unexpected happened to him——
After his flying sword pierced the black wind, although the connection was still there, he couldn't retract it!
"not good!"
Zhang Beiyang's face changed drastically, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead. He hurriedly increased his magic power and tried to retract the flying sword, but the flying sword seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and did not move at all.
This terrified him so much that he unhesitatingly summoned another spare flying sword, which turned into a stream of light, ready to bypass the black wind and cut it off.
However, to his astonishment, Black Wind showed no fear at all and headed straight for the flowing light transformed by the flying sword, colliding with it instantly. In the blink of an eye, the backup flying sword also lost control!
Zhang Beiyang gritted his teeth, a look of determination flashing in his eyes. He quickly pulled out a handful of long, thin needles and thrust them at the incoming black wind.
In an instant, long needles shot out like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, accompanied by whizzing sounds, and disappeared into the black wind.
These long needles were none other than his most precious treasure, the Heart-Piercing Needles, which he had treasured throughout his cultivation. These needles were crafted from the bristles of a rat demon, their sharpness exceeding imagination. Once pierced, they would travel along the blood vessels, heading straight for the heart.
Over the years, he had relied on this set of magic weapons to escape countless life-and-death crises and defeat numerous powerful enemies. Now, facing such a strange black wind, he could only gamble everything.
However, today, his most powerful skill seemed to be failing. He didn't hear any screams from the black wind, and what shocked him even more was that his carefully crafted Heart-piercing Needle had completely lost control.
Just as he was about to turn around and escape with Su Rui's body with a look of despair on his face, he was surprised to see that the black wind suddenly condensed and gradually turned into Su Rui's appearance.
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