This is Mahaparinirvana.
For Ling Xiao, it was a complete transformation.
The Shinto laws entered his body, making his physical body, divine power and soul more in tune with this world. Only after such a transformation could Ling Xiao truly become a creature of the divine world.
Otherwise, if he encountered a powerful being from the divine world, it would be easy to tell Ling Xiao’s identity as an ascender.
For Ling Xiao now, he must avoid any possibility of exposing his identity, and then safely join the Temple of War God, improve his cultivation, lie dormant and grow secretly.
Buzz!
The six divine powers turned into divine liquid, crystal clear, flowing like nectar, and merged into Ling Xiao's body.
Ling Xiao felt that all the bones in his body were broken, and even his soul seemed to be torn apart. The pain went deep into his bones and was unbearable. An ordinary person would have fainted from the pain long ago.
Ling Xiao could feel that this was the true Phoenix Nirvana Technique, from life to death, and from death to life, experiencing a true reincarnation transformation.
The colorful True Phoenix Divine Fire was tempering Ling Xiao's body and soul. One could see traces of black impurities overflowing from it, which were then refined by the True Phoenix Divine Fire.
Ling Xiao became more and more transcendent, emitting an unfathomable aura.
The news of Ling Xiao's retreat reached Feng Zhi's ears. Feng Zhi didn't take it seriously, but still sent many strong men from the Fengling tribe to guard Ling Xiao's courtyard to prevent others from disturbing him.
The entire Fengling tribe was mobilized to prepare for Fengya's breakthrough.
The next day, the morning light was just breaking, casting golden rays of light.
On an altar in the center of the Fengling tribe, there was an old man in a black robe, walking unsteadily, holding a cane. He looked as if half of his body was buried in the ground, and he exuded the aura of death.
His face was covered with wrinkles like bark, but his eyes were extremely deep and pure, like the vast night sky.
He is the high priest of the Fengling tribe, Fengyuntai!
There is a black ancient tripod on the altar, with a black dragon coiled on it, cloud carvings, mountains and rivers, and all things that are ancient and mysterious.
Under the ancient tripod, a red-gold flame was burning fiercely, covering the entire ancient tripod. It was unknown how long it had been burning.
The ancient tripod exuded a misty aura, and the real dragon on it seemed to come alive and looked lifelike, giving the entire ancient tripod a certain extraordinary aura.
Fengya was sitting cross-legged beside the ancient tripod. She looked gentle and elegant, emitting a spiritual aura. She lowered her brows and had a smile on her lips. The golden morning light sprinkled on her body, making her seem like something sacred that people dared not look at her closely.
In the entire Fengling tribe, except for the guards who were not allowed to leave their posts, almost everyone came to the altar, their eyes filled with tension and anticipation.
Today is the day when Fengya will attain godhood.
Everyone wanted to witness this moment.
"Feng Ya, are you ready?" Feng Yuntai walked up to the altar, looked at the ancient tripod and Feng Ya in front of him, a hint of satisfaction appeared in his turbid eyes.
Fengya is not only the hope of Fengling tribe, but also his most proud disciple.
After breaking through to the realm of the gods and completely condensing the body of the wind spirit, Feng Yuntai believes that Feng Ya will be able to stand out in the Taixu trial and become a disciple of the five major academies!
Once Feng Ya becomes a disciple of one of the five major academies, he will be able to protect the Fengling tribe. Then Feng Yuntai will be able to rest in peace even if he dies.
"Master, I'm ready!"
There was a hint of determination in Fengya's eyes.
"Then let's get started!"
Feng Yuntai nodded, with a sharp look in his eyes.
boom!
Feng Yuntai exuded an unparalleled aura, and his blood was surging. He suddenly flew into the air and turned into a handsome and dignified middle-aged man, exuding an unparalleled aura.
The overwhelming fighting spirit made everyone in the Fengling tribe seem to be unable to help but kneel down and worship!
This is Fengyuntai, the high priest of the Fengling tribe, the stabilizing force that protects the Fengling tribe.
Fengya's beautiful eyes were red, and there was a hint of deep gratitude in her eyes. She knew that Fengyuntai's life span was coming to an end, and every time she stimulated the blood and energy in her body, it would accelerate the consumption of his life span.
Feng Ya once heard from the elders of the Fengling tribe that Feng Yuntai was once the number one genius of the Fengling tribe, and even made a great reputation in the Taizhong realm, but later he suffered a serious blow for some unknown reason and returned to the Fengling tribe.
"The blood of the four spirits forges a fighting body. The blood and qi are dark yellow, and one will be immortal after a hundred battles!"
Feng Yuntai shouted angrily, and suddenly his palms glowed brightly. The essence and blood of four powerful beasts entered the black ancient cauldron, and countless precious and ancient elixirs, emitting strange fragrance, turned into a torrent!
Boom!
The black ancient tripod vibrated violently. The ancient tripod had been nurtured by the divine fire from the earth's core on this altar for decades, all for this day.
Brilliant divine lights rose up and transformed into mysterious runes, covering the entire altar.
A vast and ancient roar sounded, shaking the sky.
Above the ancient tripod, a black dragon soared into the sky, a phoenix with red clouds burned the world, a white tiger with evil spirit roared for eternity, and a black tortoise with a tortoise and a snake coiled around it carried the four directions of heaven and earth...
That was the phantom of the Four Sacred Beasts, the legendary invincible overlords of ancient times. Although they might have disappeared long ago, that might still flowed in the blood of their descendants.
The medicinal liquid in the ancient cauldron seemed to boil, becoming crystal clear and emitting a strange fragrance. The divine blood of the four spirits and countless precious elixirs merged to form this cauldron of peerless precious medicine!
This was the accumulation of countless years of the Fengling tribe, and it completely erupted at this moment.
The fragrance was sweet and contained mysterious fluctuations. It seemed as if powerful laws had descended from the void in all directions and merged into the medicinal liquid in the ancient cauldron.
The shadows of the four sacred beasts coiled around the ancient tripod, and all kinds of mysterious visions appeared.
In the center of the four sacred beasts, there seemed to appear a peerless emperor wearing a green robe, stepping on the vast world, and sweeping across all directions. His eyes were extremely deep, and his whole body exuded a mysterious aura of fighting through the nine heavens.
"Feng Ya, if you don't enter the cauldron now, when will you?"
When Feng Yuntai saw the mysterious figure in the center of the four sacred beasts, his whole body was shocked and an expression of incomparable ecstasy appeared in his eyes.
"yes!"
A divine light flashed in Fengya's eyes, and instantly turned into a stream of light and flew into the ancient tripod!
Boom!
Feng Ya entered the ancient cauldron and was instantly submerged in the crystal clear and peerless precious medicine. Endless divine light gushed out, and strands of it were blazing and dazzling, illuminating the sky!
(End of this chapter)