Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2508: 238: Breakthrough (Part 3)

Yet, this rendered the Dao Domain even more precarious.

Witnessing the sight, Wang Ba’s True Spirit parted its jaws and expelled a mouthful of Water of Origin, roughly half of its reserves.

This Water of Origin rapidly scattered, part of it merging into his Dao Domain, which expanded and spread swiftly, enveloping myriad rules visibly… The rest plummeted into the Black Hole Primordial Spirit beneath.

Thanks to the Water of Origin’s power, the Primordial Spirit whirled like a black hole at high speed, devouring it promptly.

A subtle rumbling echoed from its depths.

“Indeed, the Water of Origin lives up to its name… No surprise that the Lord of Realm Sea treasures it as a gift for honored guests from the Second Realm Sea.”

Sensing the changes in his Primordial Spirit and Dao Domain, Wang Ba marveled inwardly.

The quantity of Water of Origin his True Spirit had taken at the Realm Sea of Origin was scant, but its effects proved astonishing, tempting him to send his True Spirit back there for more.

Still, wary of the Realm Sea’s Lord, he refused to let greed override his caution.

His True Spirit promptly rejoined his fleshly body.

With the True Spirit back, the Primordial Spirit hastened its intake of the Water of Origin, while rules orbited the Dao Domain ceaselessly.

As rules matured and the Water of Origin nourished them, the Dao Domain aligned flawlessly with the rules, surging toward completion until achieving Ninth-Tier Dao Domain perfection…

The Black Hole Primordial Spirit fully assimilated the Water of Origin as well.

Both Primordial Spirit and Dao Domain hit the pinnacle of mid-stage Crossing Tribulation!

Even then, the Water of Origin’s potency persisted, its surging might driving Wang Ba’s Primordial Spirit and Dao Domain higher, akin to a vast lake buoying a grand vessel toward greater heights.

Nevertheless, Wang Ba’s time in mid-stage Crossing Tribulation remained brief; despite the Water of Origin’s boost, a single breakthrough eluded him.

It lingered at the bottleneck, momentum unrelenting, then stabilized and thrust upward once more.

Once, twice…

Through Wang Ba’s persistent efforts, the Primordial Spirit and Dao Domain rules united to batter the unseen barrier—like a dam facing relentless waves from a mighty lake—until a fissure finally cracked open…

…

Deep in Zhang’s Ruins, at the heart’s abyssal sea trench.

As though detecting a disturbance, a consciousness ascended sluggishly from the ocean floor, coalescing into a watery humanoid form, features blurred, only a pair of eyes discernible.

Its stare pierced the void, fixing on Wang Ba in secluded breakthrough within the Yin Ruins Arena.

Observing his condition, surprise flickered in its gaze.

“True Spirit… His True Spirit has actually come back?”

“Even I failed to detect it… Hold on! This is…”

Then, gaze shifting, it beheld the swirling rules around Disaster Plague Immortal and Fu Gui, plus the aura seeping from Wang Ba’s Dao Domain and Primordial Spirit—a mix of shock and avarice gleaming in its eyes:

“This, this is Realm Sea of Origin power?! How did he obtain it?!”

“Did he visit the Realm Sea of Origin?”

“But a living True Spirit, not even Human Immortal level—how could he enter and leave the Realm Sea of Origin?”

“Furthermore, not even a Human Immortal’s True Spirit can extract Water of Origin from the Realm Sea, can it?”

Freely accessing the Realm Sea of Origin differs vastly from retrieving its Water of Origin.

Human Immortals manage the former; the latter taxes even Profound Immortals.

Avarice nearly overwhelmed its eyes, yet thoughts of the mighty backer stayed its hand, fear eclipsing temptation.

Shaking its head, it sighed in relief:

“No issues here, so it’s none of my concern. I saved him once before; I ought to honor that debt, eh?”

With that thought, its view of Wang Ba now carried deeper respect and wariness.

Then it dissolved into liquid, submerging into the deep sea once more…

Time passed, unknown how long.

Inside the Yin Ruins Arena’s immortal cave.

A barrage of crackling noises rang out.

Instantly, a dazzling golden-yellow beam erupted from the cave, bathing the entire Taoist Field’s skies in light.

It even pierced faintly through the Yin Ruins Arena, slicing past the Chaos Origin Substance beyond the Taoist Field, gleaming into the void…

Simultaneously.

Atop Zhang’s Ruins’ surface, the array shimmered brightly.

Myriad Zhang’s Ruins cultivators stood guard warily, eyes locked on the outer formation, faces taut with dread and strain.

As the golden-yellow radiance leaked from gaps, the cultivators felt it and turned, expressions varying:

“What’s going on there?”

“From the Yin Ruins Arena… Did the Immortal Mansion appear?”

“Or perhaps a supreme treasure has surfaced?”

Cheng Lianzi and allies alone beamed with delight:

“That direction… Could the Ruins Master have achieved breakthrough?”

But before Cheng Lianzi’s joy peaked, his heart jolted.

He whipped his head around.

And beheld the vast formation over Zhang’s Ruins’ surface warping subtly!

Next, a colossal shadow flashed by outside, as a black-furred claw savagely tore through the array’s fringe, snatching a cultivator in a flash!

Cultivators blanched in terror!

“The dread beast is back!”

“Watch out!”

“Fire now!”

Shouts erupted, spells lanced through the formation, explosions hammered the shadow amid the chaos.

The dark silhouette dodged the assaults with horrifying agility, withdrawing unscathed.

“Damn fiend!”

Cheng Lianzi’s eyes bulged with rage, bellowing in fury and alarm.

Yet, secure within the array, he wouldn’t dare rush out rashly.

Having lost heavily to this beast previously, he shunned needless peril.

Powerless, he watched the shadow streak away leisurely, venturing deeper without a hint of dread.

Right then, a colossal green light beam shot from the cavern below, overtaking Cheng Lianzi and the cultivators in a blink, charging straight at the shadow!