Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2386 197: Isolation_3
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Wang Ba's eyes scanned across the scene, bringing back memories of the realm barrier's rupture, where the skies drooped low and the ground pulled tight, stirring a wave of emotion in his heart.
Yet he quickly brushed aside these stray notions and drew Fanming forth from his sleeve.
Given its enormous proportions, he had deliberately applied a method to shrink its form beforehand.
Free from Wang Ba's shielding, the Little Cang World at once detected the foreign rules' essence emanating from Fanming, causing thunderous clouds to swiftly mass overhead.
"Master!"
Fanming cried out in alarm, turning its gaze toward Wang Ba in haste.
Wang Ba gave a calm smile and replied:
"Heaven offers this golden chance, so why not seize it to refine your physique and lineage, pushing toward a superior level?"
Enlightenment dawned on Fanming in an instant.
It unleashed a sharp cry.
Its wings unfurled broadly, while blue and red hues swirled and blended across its back.
A potent presence burst free, no longer hidden, as the heavenly thunder tribulation descended from above.
Feathers burst apart, hide ripped open, and flesh ripped asunder.
Detecting the awareness of Bing 1, the initial Black-feathered Chicken, inside Fanming, Wang Ba's heart twinged with pity, and he softly directed a finger at the bolts.
Within the storm of lightning, Fanming's silhouette flared brightly, violet bolts mingling with icy white frost, casting a surreal glow over the heavens.
As the glow faded away.
Fanming had evolved, twin forms of bird and fish weaving through the lightning sea, parting and joining, gliding with ease.
Among them, the tangled rules shattered piece by piece beneath the thunder's fury, unveiling a more refined blood heritage.
A massive avian shadow billowed amid the gale in the lightning, ascending unsteadily!
Before long, it morphed rapidly into a gigantic fish, its frame coiling as it swam like through ocean depths.
With the lightning growing fiercer, the energy from those dual shapes at last surpassed a key threshold.
Boom!
The bird and fish fused in a explosive burst, swallowed whole by the raging lightning.
In a blink.
A whale's resonant call echoed, as a colossal fish erupted from the Thunder Pool, abruptly extending wings mid-air, emitting a piercing shriek that alerted countless realm inhabitants, all turning skyward.
"What in the world is that...?"
Across the four continents' lands, ordinary folk stood frozen in awe.
A enormous bird, vast enough to veil the heavens and eclipse the light.
As though legends had come alive!
Over the surging ocean swells, Wang Ba observed Fanming's seamless rise to the Eighth Tier, a flicker of contentment crossing his features.
Thanks to its innate blood talents and prolonged scavenging, absorbing vast quantities of Chaos Origin Substance, without the Sea of Chaos Realm's constraints, it would have long entered the Tribulation-Transcending Realm. Here in the Little Cang World, it at last seized the breakthrough moment, and unlike mortal cultivators who must grasp rules, the outer rules' meddling affected it far less.
Fanming's success boosted his assurance greatly.
Right away, he unleashed the Four Spirits, Wu Monkey King, Fu Gui, and the rest of the sacred beasts, pausing briefly before also freeing the pink bunny dubbing itself the 'Disaster Plague Immortal' from its restraints.
Using the abundant premium spirit beast nurturing items Master Chao had left prior to leaving, Wang Ba's tireless efforts had brought the Four Spirits, Wu Monkey King, and fellow beasts to the edge of advancement, and back in the Little Cang World, their radiating auras proved impossible to contain.
He held no concerns for their progress.
His attention shifted to the pink bunny that hopped willingly atop Fu's head.
The pink bunny appeared utterly benign, yet its disaster plague aura pulsed with intense strength, even shy of the Tribulation-Transcending Realm, leaving him wary and hesitant to handle it casually.
Now, with a grin, he extended a gentle finger toward it.
The pink bunny's eyes narrowed in caution at once, expelling a cloud of greenish-black vapor from its nostrils.
"Oooh—"
Fu beneath sensed the pink bunny's move and let out a soft rumble.
The pink bunny narrowed its gaze further, seeming to yield as it pulled back the greenish-black vapor.
Wang Ba's finger brushed its head lightly, finding it plush and downy.
"Truly, it's another embodiment of rules."
Wang Ba mused to himself.
Much like Fu Gui, the Disaster Plague Immortal's core was rules incarnate.
Unlike cold, lifeless rules, these manifestations acted like true creatures.
In their native domains, such entities wielded savage might but remained bound by those very domains.
Yet this one originated beyond realms, feeding on Chaos Origin Substance and World Eaters, indirectly consuming numerous rules, evolving far from its primal state.
"Who can predict its final form?"
Wang Ba murmured, then produced a huge orb of plague toxin he'd distilled from fumes gathered in the Zhang's Ruins Ten Thousand Demon Palace, sliding it toward the pink bunny while cautioning:
"Make sure not a drop gets away, or you'll face my wrath for sure!"
The pink bunny's eyes sparkled with excitement!
It bounded nimbly, clutching the orb in its paws, inhaling deeply from it, as greenish-black streams poured from the pearl into its nose, drawing an ecstatic expression across its face.
With the Disaster Plague Immortal's matter settled straightforwardly, Wang Ba concentrated his will, reached out a hand to seize, and yanked a certain realm-hidden divine beast closer.
"Awoo..."
The Blood Qilin, radiating Seventh Tier power, whimpered like a pup dragged unwillingly from the distance.
It tumbled through the air, spotting Wang Ba, and rushed forward fawningly, bowing its head to lap at his robes.
"Not a fool, are you."
Wang Ba chuckled, stroking the Blood Qilin's head:
"Still, time for you to sip some broth."
Assembling the Four Spirits via the Ten Thousand Beasts Unbridled Technique yields the Candle Dragon; toss in the Blood Qilin, and it forms the sacred beast 'Chaos.'
The Four Spirits teetered on Eighth Tier's cusp already, so the Blood Qilin must keep pace.
Gathering five nascent Eighth Tier divine beasts through the Ten Thousand Beasts Unbridled Technique could deliver even greater wonders for him.
He inspected the Blood Qilin closely, then withdrew various spirit ingredients from his sleeve, mixing them on the spot, before prying its jaws apart to pour in a steaming cauldron of crimson spirit brew.
The Blood Qilin appeared panicked beyond measure, fighting to regurgitate it, but shortly after, it wobbled, slumping into slumber within mere breaths.
Wang Ba steadied it effortlessly.
As the Blood Qilin drifted off, fresh thundercloud formations began drifting across the sky once more...