Chapter 43: Perfection of the Flawless True Body [Seeking Subscription]
At this moment in central London, crimson karmic fires burned fiercely within massive craters, each half a kilometer in diameter.
Suddenly, a wisp of clear, transparent light pierced through the karmic fire. The blood-red sun and moon in the sky simultaneously dissipated, and heaven and earth gradually returned to normal.
"Rumble... crack..."
As this pure light grew stronger and surged straight into the firmament, the void instantly churned with wind and roamed with thunderclouds, dense lightning gradually blanketing the entire sky above London.
"Awoo..."
Accompanied by a piercing, miserable scream, the karmic fire gradually extinguished, and a naked figure walked out from the embers.
This person stood eight feet tall, with sword-like brows and star-like eyes. Long, black hair like a waterfall draped casually behind him, and his skin was as delicate as porcelain, devoid of any pores, faintly emitting a subtle, pure fragrance.
"An energy entity from an alien dimension? This is truly interesting!"
Looking down at the crimson energy flow in his palm, Li Yang grinned and muttered to himself.
Although his memories of the period when he had lost his sanity remained largely unaffected, the aura of the entity in his hand bore a startling similarity to the red-skinned brute that had attacked him.
Combined with the way this entity had entangled itself with him just moments ago, even a fool could deduce that the two were inextricably linked.
This energy entity was originally the master of an energy dimension. Had he stayed within his own realm, leave aside Li Yang, even the descent of a heavenly immortal could not have done a thing to him.
Yet, he had insisted on leaving his home turf to trouble Li Yang.
Ordinarily, as a purely energy-based entity lacking a physical form, he would be virtually immortal, immune to all physical and energy attacks.
Coupled with his status as a realm master, no matter how weak he might be, his cultivation would still be comparable to Celestial Master Zhang who had successfully weathered the Three Disasters twice—far beyond what Li Yang could handle.
However, as ill luck would have it, he had become entangled in the karmic fire clinging to Li Yang. Karmic fire was a spiritual flame condensed from the desires of all living beings, specifically targeting the souls of deities.
That he had managed to hold on this long without perishing was a testament to his profound foundation and extraordinary nature. A lesser immortal would likely have been reduced to ashes under the calcination of the karmic fire.
"Hmph~ Falling into your hands is just my bad luck! If you want to kill me, do it; don't hesitate!"
Looking at the smile on Li Yang's face, the energy entity transformed its form into that of an ox head, wearing an expression of utter defiance of death.
"Heh... You're thinking rather wishfully!"
Glancing at the ox head in his hand, Li Yang sneered coldly.
Such petty tricks might fool others, but they couldn't fool him. This energy entity lacked a physical body; if Li Yang were to simply scatter him, it would only play right into the entity's hands, allowing him to return to his home dimension.
As the master of a realm, his immortal and indestructible nature was no joke. The moment Li Yang killed him here, it wouldn't be long before he resurrected in the energy dimension. Li Yang was well aware of this and naturally wouldn't grant his wish.
"You'd better stay put and behave!"
Reaching out into the void, Li Yang retrieved a jade box. Ignoring the curses of the energy entity, he wove hand seals and sealed the entity inside it.
With this done, Li Yang cast a solemn gaze toward the firmament. With a single grab, lightning particles gathered in the void, forming a flashing electrical robe that draped over his shoulders.
This time had been a truly narrow escape. Had he not stumbled into opening the bloodline warlock lineage, coupled with the seed of thunder residing in his sea of consciousness to maintain the last thread of vitality in his physical body, he likely would never have returned.
Feeling the unprecedented power surging through his body, Li Yang stamped his newly regenerated feet and nodded in satisfaction. With a thought, the condition of his entire body was reflected within his sea of consciousness.
Not only were the pores on his skin gone, but even the prints on his palms had vanished. Upon closer inspection, his skin resembled flawless white porcelain, looking extremely bizarre and utterly unlike a mortal being.
This signified that he had completely transcended mortality.
Generally speaking, the lines on a living being's body represented their destiny, and palm lines in particular mapped out their path. While not infallible, these markings were indeed the imprint of fate.
Erasing these lines meant that Li Yang had completely stepped outside the control of fate, transforming from a mortal into a divine being and forging an immortal body.
In addition, Li Yang now possessed forty neat teeth in his mouth—a physical hallmark of saints and Buddhas, marking a complete rebirth.
The bones within his body had also reverted to a normal state. Unlike their former centipede-like appearance, they now numbered one hundred and eight sections, yet brimmed with a sense of perfection. Inscribed upon every single bone was a divine talisman, glowing with a soft, golden radiance.
Within his sea of consciousness, Li Yang's soul sat serenely at the center, behind which a three-headed, six-armed, fierce-visaged Asura Dharma form loomed faintly. The Dharma form was cast in pure red gold, its eyes burning with roiling karmic fire, representing the Asura Realm among the Six Paths of Samsara.
Li Yang's soul had transformed from its previous illusory state into a solid entity. Between his brows, a tiny, faint crack could be seen, which upon closer inspection was a chaos-colored lightning talisman.
"Thunder! Thunder!! Thunder!!!"
Suddenly, the soul in his sea of consciousness opened its eyes, emitting a silent dao chant. A clear, crisp radiance radiated from Li Yang's entire body.
A tiny split faintly tore open right at the center of Li Yang's forehead, and the thunderclouds in the void instantly went berserk. Thick strands of lightning laws were reflected in Li Yang's eyes.
This seed of thunder had condensed from the entirety of Leize's thunder dao laws, serving as the ultimate thunder authority bestowed by the Great Dao when the world was created.
It was also a qualification; only by possessing this authority could one truly master the laws of thunder. Otherwise, no matter how deeply one comprehended them, one could only borrow the laws rather than wield them—this was the ultimate secret to proving the Dao of the Golden Immortal.
To attain the pinnacle of the immortal dao, the only possibility was to master a fundamental law, and it had to be one of the most primordial, foundational laws of heaven and earth.
The laws of the Great Dao of heaven and earth were countless, but most were derivative products intertwined from the three hundred primordial laws. The most primordial laws of heaven and earth always numbered exactly three thousand, and the law of thunder was precisely one of them.
Thunder represented life and death, as well as judgment. It could destroy all things and yet bestow vitality upon them. It was the product of the creation of Yin and Yang in heaven and earth, governing life and killing, withered and flourishing, rewards and punishments, clouds and rain, as well as the subjugation of demons and monsters. Above, it reflected the heart and mind of heaven; below, it relieved the sufferings of the netherworld.
As the crack on his forehead opened, the laws of thunder in the void were reflected with absolute clarity within Li Yang's sea of consciousness.
With a thought from Li Yang, the foundational principles of the Chaos Dutian Divine Thunder transformed into strings of talismans that unfurled within his sea of consciousness, intertwining seamlessly with the laws of thunder.
As time passed, the thunderclouds in the sky gradually converged into an ocean of lightning.
Viewed from afar, blue-purple waters drifted across the sky, flashing with silver-white electrical arcs. The air throughout the entire city of London began to distort faintly.
The magnetic field in the void was altered, and the earth seemed to lose its gravity as the ruins of the entire city gradually lifted and floated into the void.
At this moment, blue-purple lightning flickered in Li Yang's eyes, completely obscuring his pupils, while a chaos-colored arc of lightning flashed faintly on his forehead. His entire being was immersed in the ocean of thunder laws.
"Whoosh..."
Suddenly, Li Yang's figure transformed into a golden streak of light, plunging headfirst into the sea of thunder in the sky.
"Rumble... sizzle..."
Following Li Yang's action, the sea of thunder instantly turned violent, and the waves composed of lightning engulfed him in an instant.
"Zha!"
Accompanied by a thunderous dao chant echoing across the heavens, a colossal thunder giant slowly rose from the sea of thunder.
The giant's features were blurred, and upon its forehead, a thunder talisman emanating a chaotic aura flickered in and out of view. With its hands forming a dao seal, it sat cross-legged at the center of the sea of thunder, remaining motionless and steadfast despite the battering of the rolling waves.
"Hoo... hah..."
"Hum hum hum... sizzle sizzle..."
With every breath drawn and expelled by the thunder giant, sounds resembling muffled thunder resounded across the sky. As the lightning radiance around its body pulsed erratically, ripples gradually spread across the sea of thunder in the void.
At this moment, deep within Li Yang's body, every single cell awoke, frantically drinking in the thunder energy pouring into him.
The phantom of the golden centipede within his cells had long since vanished. As the six-winged golden centipede was completely refined by Li Yang, shattering the shackles of an ancient exotic beast to condense into the Asura Dharma form, all the characteristics of the six-winged golden centipede had been thoroughly assimilated into the Asura Dharma form, no longer affecting him in the slightest.
What remained within Li Yang's body now, aside from pure energy, were divine powers.
After all, exotic beasts of heaven and earth were different from humans; if the two were completely merged without distinction, it would only result in turning oneself into a monster. Now that he had forged them into a special Asura Dao fruit, it had happened fortuitously.
Moreover, through this cycle of reincarnation, Li Yang had gained a vague comprehension of the Six Paths of Celestial Beings and Mortals: the three-legged golden toad's inherent greed corresponded precisely to the Hungry Ghost Realm, while the angry-crowing rooster, a seed of the phoenix and a divine beast of heaven and earth of noble nature, represented the Heavenly Realm.
He even harbored a vague premonition that gathering all six paths of samsara would yield unimaginable benefits.
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As time flowed on, the sea of thunder in the void gradually shrank, and the magnetic field in the air slowly dissipated.
A great sun rose from the edge of the horizon, illuminating a world scarred by devastation.
Everything that had transpired last night was nothing short of a nightmare for the citizens of London. Overnight, seas had turned into mulberry fields; heavenly fire had descended, the earth had shattered, and yellow sands had rolled across the land.
At this point, the estate where Li Yang had originally resided had been reduced to a barren desert, the ground covered in rolling yellow sand where the karmic fire had stripped away all vitality.
The entire city of London had sunk visibly, with a massive crater yawning in its center. The entire metropolis had turned into a expanse of ruins, reduced to a dead city.
The piled skeletons and dried bloodstains on the ground served as sole witnesses to all of this. Aside from these, throughout the entire city of London, not to mention living people, not even a single living rat could be found.