Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone Chapter 947 712: White Bone Demon Sect (Part 2)

The treasure sword's aura surged ever stronger, boundless light flashing wildly along its blade before morphing into a devastating lightning bolt that stabbed right through.

The man in black's chest was punctured in a flash, his form detonating violently.

Shards scattering across the earth.

Jin Xi caught his breath with light pants, a wave of relief surging through him.

That fatal strike had drained a massive portion of his strength.

His silhouette blurred momentarily, and Jin Xi disappeared from sight.

Within the Chaos Ancient Hall, Jin Xi perched straight-backed in a chair, sipping tea to soothe his spirit. Lu Xuanji faced him from the opposite side, grinning as he remarked, "Congratulations, it's merely the Tribulation Crossing Realm."

"It's just the first layer of Tribulation Crossing," Jin Xi replied. "Entering the Tribulation Crossing Realm demands surviving nine tribulations, shattering nine inner shackles. Every tribulation doubles the might of the one before. By the ninth, its force becomes nothing short of apocalyptic!"

"Indeed, it's quite challenging!" Lu Xuanji agreed.

For the first layer of Tribulation Crossing, celestial tribulation power equals one; the second boosts it to two, then it climbs to four, eight, sixteen, thirty-two, sixty-four, one hundred and twenty-eight, two hundred and fifty-six.

Theoretically speaking, with first-layer Tribulation Crossing combat power at one, the ninth layer requires no less than two hundred and fifty-six to endure.

Only thus can the tribulation be withstood.

Truthfully, the opening three tribulations pose little threat, but later stages bring exponentially rising fatality rates, dooming countless resolute cultivators.

"It's a pity my Mysteries remain imperfect, making it hard for me to enter the Tribulation Crossing Realm," Lu Xuanji sighed inwardly with deep regret.

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Purple Mansion World, a secluded domain.

Countless corpses littered this realm, stacking without end into corpse mountains and blood seas.

So many bodies had accumulated that some had bleached into stark bones.

Endless Death Qi filled the space here.

This Death Qi blanketed a ten-thousand-mile expanse.

Array patterns carved amid the bones wove together into a supreme Grand Array. It amassed boundless Death Qi, channeling it toward a key array node.

A Bronze Coffin occupied that node.

Mysterious, arcane runes adorned the Bronze Coffin's exterior, twinkling and shifting like celestial stars. Boundless Death Qi streamed inward, fully absorbed as the Death Qi ocean faded, sustaining the Bronze Coffin.

Crack!

Crack!

Suddenly, a sharp crack resounded, lifting the Bronze Coffin into the air unaided.

It hovered over the towering mountain of bones.

The Bronze Coffin quivered faintly, its lid flipping open wide.

A petite cyan coffin lay exposed inside, brimming with lush vitality that clashed fiercely against the encasing Death Qi coffin.

Crack!

The small cyan coffin split open anew.

A Crystal Coffin came into view, cradling a slumbering man of exceptional handsomeness, lithe and graceful, robed in pristine white, with sweeping brows, refined countenance, jade-smooth skin, and an air of supreme elegance like a matchless Adonis.

His eyes snapped open; he rose at once and strode from the coffin.

Freshly roused, his awareness lingered in haze.

Crack!

Crack!

Right then, among the boundless white bones, a skull tumbled forth to rest before the coffin. A pale arm bone followed, then its mate, leg bones, ribs, vertebrae, and hosts more, bones materializing in rapid succession.

These bones clicked together ceaselessly with grinding noises, assembling into a full skeleton.

The skeleton straightened tall, ghostly soul fire kindling within its cranium.

"Life and Death Reversal!"

The skeleton intoned the words, as though bending Heaven and Earth Laws to its will. At once, Qi of Life and Death enshrouded it, converting its endless Death Qi into surging Power of Life. Flesh rapidly sprouted across the frame, remaking the skeleton into a woman.

Graceful and statuesque, this woman boasted long, straight, lustrous hair that amplified her mesmerizing charm, her oval face featuring a flawless brow and skin pale as fresh snow.

Brows arched like gentle hills, eyes deep and arcane, nose elegantly straight and refined, lips plush and curved temptingly, chin sharply yet softly contoured with distinctive allure, her frosty poise radiating boundless seduction.

She donned a cream long-sleeved silk robe, her full breasts and long, rounded legs standing out strikingly.

Her bearing evoked dreams, pure as limpid waters, stirring intense veneration.

Perfection defined this woman.

"Greetings, Young Master!"

The woman advanced a step and declared.

The Young Master looked a bit puzzled, thus he inquired, "What events have transpired lately? What era is it now?"

The woman replied, "Young Master, a complete one-and-a-half million years have passed since the White Bone Demon Sect fell. Across this immense timeframe, certain sects arose, carrying forward fragments of the White Bone Demon Sect's legacies and secret arts, while raising the White Bone Demon Sect's banner, though none deserve attention!"

"Such topics are better left untouched!"

"Regarding the present era… About five thousand years back, the Feiyu World smashed into the Purple Mansion World, the realms merging, sparking the war. During that conflict, our Purple Mansion World suffered heavily, with countless lives extinguished and myriad cultivators slain!"

"The Heavenly Dao of Feiyu World relentlessly eroded the Heavenly Dao of Purple Mansion World; amid this world-colliding strife, our Purple Mansion World met total defeat!"

"At the crisis's peak, the Undying Demon Monarch launched a brazen assault, obliterating three of the ten Sacred Lands outright, while the other seven teetered on collapse. Luckily, a paramount powerhouse emerged, sealing the Undying Demon Monarch with ferocity. After the fight, this powerhouse vanished. Whispers claim the giant perished!"

"In the years that followed, a fated prodigy named Cyan Wine was born. Apparently, Cyan Wine descends from an Immortal, possessing a Chaos Immortal Body from birth, innately mighty. Backed by his father and ancestral aid, he founded the Chaos Dynasty and set out to unite the Purple Mansion World!"

"Things appeared to brighten, yet recently, the Undying Demon Monarch shattered his seal and resurfaced, igniting a fierce clash between the forces. The struggle dragged to its brutal conclusion, crumbling the Chaos Dynasty entirely. Countless Harmonization Great Powers, Tribulation Crossing Great Powers, and more all fell; solely Cyan Wine ascended to escape the doom!"

Recounting these historical upheavals, the woman sighed profoundly.

Through the ages, she spent most in deep sleep, her perception of the outer realm greatly dimmed.

She only sporadically scanned external affairs.

Yet despite that, she grasped far too many hidden truths.

The Young Master remarked, "Chaos Immortal Body, forged amid boundless chaos—Cyan Wine possesses a Chaos Immortal Body, the supreme physique… wait… no… something feels off…"

Detecting an anomaly, the Young Master fell silent, then began divining. Myriad runes flickered, heavenly mysteries shifted, as if unveiling truths, yet deeper calculations revealed growing discord and disharmony.

"I see now—Cyan Wine lacks a genuine Chaos Immortal Body!"

"Within the Purple Mansion World, a Chaos Immortal Body took form, though still gestating. Legend holds that birthing a Chaos Immortal Body demands a world's annihilation as price. Should that Chaos Immortal Body fully emerge, the Purple Mansion World would plunge into doom. Thus, the Purple Mansion World's Heavenly Dao covertly thwarts its completion!"

"Hence, the Chaos Immortal Body lingers in incomplete gestation."

"Cyan Wine grasped a chance to forcibly fuse with the nascent Chaos Immortal Body, reshaping it as his own frame, though in the end, it remains flawed."