Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone Chapter 960 - 719: Before the Great Calamity, All Living Beings Are as Ants
Previously on Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone...
Boom boom boom!
Tremors ripple through the void as Feiyu World quakes fiercely, Spiritual Qi churning wildly while rushing toward the Undead Race's ancestral land; endless streams of Spiritual Qi pour inward, swiftly morphing into spiritual mist before condensing into Spiritual Liquid that fuses straight into the Undying Demon Monarch's body.
Dong dong dong!
At the Array's core stands the Undying Demon Monarch, looming like a colossal peak—even while seated, his frame towers ten miles tall.
Eyes resembling sun and moon blaze with radiant brilliance, igniting electric arcs that streak across the void.
Acupoints across his form gape open, each pulsing with fearsome aura that spins into massive whirlpools, akin to enormous black holes devouring Spiritual Qi from the void.
Every acupoint gleams with brilliant light, just like a Star shining vividly.
Vast and imposing, the Star radiates boundless splendor.
Starlight refines the flesh, forging bones and blood with relentless force.
Bones shed their mortal frailty, now glowing dark gold, etched with Runes that weave into a supreme Grand Array—eternally upholding power and toughness while ceaselessly harnessing the void's immense Energy.
Blood forsakes its crimson hue for dark gold, every droplet brimming with tremendous Life Force as surging vitality pulses and renews.
Each blood drop bears his supreme Will and vital essence, packed with countless cultivation techniques and Secret Techniques.
Amid clashes with mighty foes, even if his true body falls, a lone preserved drop of blood can draw on its vitality and inscribed knowledge to defy doom, triggering Blood Rebirth for resurrection and the saga's continuation.
Inside the Dantian, Life and Death Qi swirls actively—immense vitality births a gigantic continent crowned by the Tree of Life at its heart, spawned from pure vitality; boundless Death Qi solidifies into a roaring ocean, waves crashing with furious howls.
The deathly sea erodes the life continent without cease, yet the life continent fights back, converting Death Qi into vibrant Power of Life.
Organs in the chest morph into five grand palaces, each sheltering a formidable deity who dominates gold, wood, water, fire, or earth elements, channeling immense supreme Magical Power.
The spine undergoes change, transcending a simple spine to become a writhing True Dragon, unveiling profound dragon Mysteries.
A Jade Disc spins above the Undying Demon Monarch's head, carved with Mysteries of Death and Mysteries of Time; these forces merge in endless flux, cycling through existence and nothingness. Their blend forges Mysteries of Immortality, amplifying life essence while striking lethal blows at enemies.
His Sea of Consciousness holds the Primordial Spirit enthroned in glory, akin to the almighty Celestial Emperor.
Before the Primordial Spirit, one light sphere pulses and shifts with glow, myriad points vibrating and lines intertwining to display Feiyu World's vistas and billions of lives in motion; a second sphere shimmers, countless forms and scenes surging forth and reversing, capturing Purple Mansion World's timelines.
The Primordial Spirit sinks into deep meditation, scrutinizing the twin spheres, unlocking their Mysteries through tireless computation and derivation—propelling Dao Practice and Mysteries ever forward.
Boundless stretches the Great Dao, endless flows the Dao.
To onlookers, a Cultivator's Harmonization Perfection Realm looks like mastery of specific Mysteries, appearing whole—yet it signals only closure.
But the enlightened truly grasp it.
Perfection heralds a fresh dawn.
Seeming perfection hides true imperfection.
Small world's flawlessness falters before a Great World.
Amid this reflection, Mysteries of Immortality surge ahead, abruptly unveiling novel shifts, fresh Xuanji, potent Divine Techniques.
Boom boom boom!
Contemplation deepens as diverse Anomalies erupt overhead, blossoming into countless marvels.
Beholding this vision, Undying Demon Race Cultivators stir with fervor; swept in thrill, they plunge into Enlightenment Dao—not chasing the core, but snatching mere shards that vastly uplift them, granting profound Creation.
Cultivators from other races summon Secret Techniques too, harnessing the Anomalies to ignite comprehension.
Time drifts onward; in a flash, five hundred years vanish.
Five hundred years spans mortal generations' rise and fall, claims low-tier Cultivators' lives—yet for the mighty ones, it feels like a mere doze, a fleeting pause.
At that moment, the Undying Demon Monarch's aura wavered as he sensed an anomaly, his gaze shifting toward a particular spot. There, he beheld apocalyptic visions in the Purple Mansion World: surging floods, erupting volcanoes, striking thunderbolts, laws shrouding the realm, spiritual energies severed, with calamities cascading one after another.
The vast majority of low-level mortals and Cultivators perished prematurely, reduced to ashes.