After that, his real body no longer came out, and his incarnation only went to see acquaintances occasionally. He sat quietly in the 36th heaven, secluded in a heavy atmosphere.
No matter whether it is the true form or the incarnation, once two or more are condensed, the speed will become much faster. It is not only a matter of proficiency, but mainly the true form and incarnation can also help.
In the early 20,000 years, Wang Xuan had mastered 6 true forms and 9 incarnations, thus achieving his goal.
"It's not easy. I finally made it this far." He breathed a sigh of relief and said with some emotion, "If my real body is included, it exceeds 15, a very meaningful number. Well, it's actually better that I'm not in Yang Jiu and Yin Liu."
But at his level, it is no longer realistic to challenge all parties, appear in various sources, and sublimate in battle. He can only rely on himself to understand.
Wang Xuan took a deep breath, and prepared to merge 6's true form with the 9 incarnations, to try and see if he could go one step further.
He went to the end of deep space, making a lot of noise, but in the end he frowned, with disappointment and more confusion, and then a strange look appeared on his face.
His true body has already reached the great perfection level of the Disaster Lord's realm. However, after fusing so many incarnations and true forms, he is still at the end of the Disaster Lord's realm, as if his spiritual power has not increased at all.
"This is a bit outrageous!" Wang Xuan thought, no wonder so many disaster lords found it difficult to break through successfully. After reaching the end realm of disaster lords, even with the necessary cultivation level, there was no change at all.
He said to himself and comforted himself: "Perhaps, this is a bottleneck period. The so-called lack of improvement in Taoism is just an illusion. In fact, it is very likely that the cracks and abysses on the road ahead have been filled. I didn't see it for a while?"
Afterwards, Wang Xuan made a big noise again and re-differentiated into 6's true form and 9 incarnations.
"Go on transforming, and try to train the nine incarnations into true forms that are not weaker than the main body!" He started his journey home.
Thousands of years later, the god who had disappeared for a long time came back. It was obvious that he was different from before. His aura was so strong that all the True Kings were frightened.
The six powerful men from Source No. 3, Zheng, Ying, Teng and others, felt their scalps tingling. They had wanted to track down the whereabouts of the troubled Lord of Natural Disasters.
Fortunately, God never paid any attention to them.
At this moment, she was extremely beautiful, but cold as ice, and kept strangers away. She went straight to Wang Xuan and ignored everyone.
"Huh? You have become the cause of disaster in this world?!" The god was obviously distracted and shocked.
However, the true spirit disappeared. She had been searching for it for so many years, but still lost contact with it!
"Let's go!" Even though he knew that Wang Xuan was not easy to deal with, the god still couldn't help but challenge him to a fight.
Wang Xuan smiled, looked at her gently, readily agreed, and followed her away.
A moment later, in an area that was difficult for outsiders to perceive, a horrific war broke out.
Wang Xuan, who had been comforted for more than 20,000 years and had no opponent, finally got his revenge this time. He... beat the god hard several times!
"I don't want to fight anymore!" The god gave up. She was really no match for her opponent. Although she had returned to the realm of the Lord of Disasters, she had not yet recovered to her strongest state. The main reason was that she lacked the true spirit, which was extremely important.
Now, she can't even recall the past as a whole.
"Goddess, where have you been after disappearing for so many years?" Wang Xuan asked her with a smile.
"Don't get angry, or I will." Wang Xuan looked at her and added, "In all these years, I have only called two people goddesses."
The god looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze, obviously suspicious of something, and said: "There are really bad people in this world, covering up the secrets of heaven and hiding my true spirit."
She was almost pointing her finger at Wang Xuan's nose and saying that he was the evil doer.
"I am a good person, don't frame me!" Wang Xuan emphasized.
"Half good and half bad, is that you?" the god asked. Even now, with her powerful perception, how could she not understand that the so-called glimmer of hope that she had been looking forward to back then probably fell on this person. The main reason was that he was too special, with an absurdly high talent and the fastest cultivation speed in ancient and modern times.
She knew very well that judging from the speed of cultivation alone, the major disaster lords could not compare with him.
"Your final choice is not to stay in this world, but to enter the real world?" God asked, which made her frown slightly.
Wang Xuan said: "Yes, I will charge in, but I suggest you stay in this world and help me look after the rear. If you go, it will not make much sense."
God said, "I didn't even want to go!"
Then, she frowned and said, "What I saw in the future was a very tragic place. The blood of the disaster master dyed the world red. Do you have to take the initiative to participate?"
Wang Xuan nodded and said, "There is no other way. The extraordinary power in this world will be extinguished permanently. All the problems are there. The key is that my road has come to an end. I must go in and take a look."
New Era, 25,000 years later, the unified mythological world was shaking violently, the extraordinary main root gushed out infinite creative substances, and the 36 source areas roared incessantly.
"Has this moment finally arrived?" Wang Xuan stood up and looked back at the familiar people and scenery. He knew that he was about to set off.
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