Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 1508 - 700: Ascending to True Immortal, Three Lifebound Immortal Techniques

In the blink of an eye, a day and a night passed.

When the last pitch-black burial immortal thunder pillar, spanning the heavens and earth, was completely devoured and resolved by the vortex of Destiny Domain’s laws, the surging ink-colored tribulation clouds finally began to slowly dissipate.

Within a million miles of the Tribulation Realm, dead silence replaced the previous violent roar, leaving only the desolation and barrenness in the aftermath of the tribulation, with every inch of land etched with the marks of destruction.

The originally undulating peaks of ten thousand feet collapsed and shattered entirely, transforming into heaps of charred rocks, stacked into an endless sea of stones; on the ground, endless fissures crisscrossed, unfathomably deep, with traces of pitch-black thunder patterns remaining within, exuding a bone-chilling aura of extinction, scorching the air so much that a single inhalation would be enough to shatter the Divine Soul of an ordinary cultivator.

The pitted ground was filled with giant craters of varying sizes, some with diameters of thousands of miles and depths of ten thousand feet, with wisps of black smoke still rising from the bottom, remnants of the residual might left by the thunder tribulation, scorching the earth and obliterating all vitality.

In the distance, the originally ceaselessly rushing rivers had long dried up, leaving only cracked riverbeds, lakes, and seas turned into scorched earth, even spirit veins buried deep underground were severed by the tribulation thunder, the remaining spiritual qi mixed with the aura of extinction from the thunder, slowly dispersing in the void, forming waves of gray mist.

The tribulation clouds gradually receded, revealing the long-missed sky, yet the scene remained shrouded in gray, the light of the sun, moon, and stars obscured by the aftermath’s might, with the rich aura of tribulation thunder lingering between heaven and earth, as if narrating the ancient and rare world-destroying celestial tribulation that just occurred.

In the central region of the tribulation field, Jiang Fan stood atop a charred giant crater, his attire slightly tattered yet unable to hide the burgeoning supreme Dao rhyme emanating from him.

At the center of his brow, that Destiny Dao Seed, which had just transformed from virtual to real, was emanating a gentle and grand golden light, its entire being lustrous as jade, with a hundred and eighty law imprints clearly visible on its surface, rotating slowly along a profound trajectory, each rotation triggering the fate’s path in the surrounding void, even the lingering aura of extinction from the tribulation was being purified and dissolved under the glow of the Dao Seed.

"Buzz—"

A low Dao resonance erupted from the Destiny Dao Seed, echoing throughout the entire million-mile Tribulation Realm.

The Destiny Domain surrounding Jiang Fan did not dissipate; instead, it grew more refined, the golden sphere domain slowly contracting, eventually merging into his body, perfectly fusing with the Destiny Dao Seed.

At this moment, Jiang Fan completely invoked his comprehension of the Path of Destiny, the Dao’s resonance sounded throughout the heavens, in the void, countless golden threads of destiny emerged, intertwining around him, connecting all beings in heaven and earth, as if he were the master of destiny across the entire universe.

"Finally overcame the True Immortal Thunder Tribulation."

Jiang Fan revealed a slight smile of satisfaction.

Although he had immense confidence in himself, no one truly knows what will transpire before overcoming a tribulation.

Only after truly overcoming it can one truly feel at ease.

It must be said that the Ancient Burial Immortal Thunder Tribulation was indeed terrifying.

Even ordinary Mahayana cultivators, no, even ordinary True Immortals, would perish terribly beneath the thunder tribulation.

But he was different, his Destiny Dao Seed was simply too powerful, naturally it couldn’t kill him.

"Hmm, is this a gift from the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm?!"

At this moment, Jiang Fan looked up at the sky.

Above the sky, the gray clouds split open to form a massive opening, countless streams of exceptionally pure Qi of Creation poured down like a heavenly river, transforming into a golden shower, densely enveloping the thousand-mile radius surrounding Jiang Fan.

This Qi of Creation is the highest gift from heaven and earth to those who defy the heavens to prove their Dao, containing endless origin and Power of Laws from heaven and earth, enough to instantly break the shackles of an ordinary Mahayana cultivator and ascend to the immortal path.

The golden Qi of Creation, like swallows returning home, crazily surged into Jiang Fan’s body, each thread of Qi entering his body brought a sensation of numbness and heat. His body was undergoing an unprecedented transformation, evolving rapidly from a mortal body to an immortal body, from a flesh and blood body to an energy form, an undying body.

Initially, Jiang Fan’s flesh still bore the faint scorch marks from the thunder tribulation bombardment, but as the Qi of Creation continuously poured in, the scorch marks gradually faded, his skin became as white as jade, emitting a faint golden glow, like fine mutton-fat jade, yet containing immense strength.

His bones emitted a crisp "crack" sound, becoming crystalline and transparent, flowing internally with golden immortal liquid, each inch of his bones contained magnificent Dao rhyme, indestructible, far surpassing any immortal soldiers or magical treasures.

The meridians within his body were completely widened and reshaped by the Qi of Creation, becoming incredibly resilient, capable of accommodating the endless flow of immortal power; within the Dantian, the original spiritual power completely transformed into pure immortal power, like a golden ocean, surging endlessly, nourishing his limbs and bones.

More astonishingly, his Divine Soul perfectly merged with his flesh, becoming increasingly refined, emanating an eternal aura; even if the flesh were destroyed, the Divine Soul could reconstruct the body relying on the Path of Destiny, truly forging an undying body.

Most incredibly, within the deepest parts of Jiang Fan’s body, whether under the skin, within the bones, or inside the meridians, densely packed mysterious Dao patterns began to appear.

These Dao patterns were light gold, delicate and intricate, like the most profound runes in the universe, interweaving and intertwining, forming a huge Dao pattern network, permeating his entire being.