In the Heavenly Prison Realm, he stimulated the ancestral dragon bloodline in Long Aotian's body, and used the various divine beasts' inner elixirs and the laws of the great Dao that he had obtained to help Long Aotian improve his cultivation, allowing him to break through to the perfect realm of the Divine King in a very short time.
If Ling Xiao hadn't wanted Long Aotian to survive the tribulation in the demon world, Long Aotian would have broken through to the semi-saint realm long ago.
"Okay! Then I will survive the tribulation here. When I break through to the semi-saint realm, we will go to the dragon clan and grab the position of the Dragon King!"
Long Aotian chuckled, his eyes full of eagerness to try.
This is a desolate mountain range, sparsely populated. The monsters in the mountains are not very strong. In Ling Xiao's perception, the most powerful monsters are just a few semi-saint monsters.
This place is perfect for Long Aotian to overcome his tribulation.
boom!
Long Aotian sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, completely releasing his cultivation. An unparalleled powerful aura burst out, and the golden blood around him rose, even diffusing with a nine-color color, making him look extremely majestic and mysterious.
The breakthrough from the Divine King realm to the Semi-Saint realm is a breakthrough from the Divine Way to the Saint Way. It is both a response to the Way of Heaven and a transformation of one's own life level.
The moment Long Aotian released his cultivation, a muffled thunder exploded in the sky, followed by dark clouds rolling, and blazing lightning rose and intertwined, containing endless destructive power.
And within Long Aotian's body, a fire of nothingness rose up and began to burn his body, making him become weaker and weaker. A strange aura of calamity emanated from his body, mysterious and unpredictable.
“It actually aroused the might of heaven? As expected of the Ancestral Dragon bloodline, even the tribulation of a semi-saint can arouse the might of heaven!”
Ling Xiao sighed softly.
For others who have to endure the tribulation of becoming a semi-saint, it is mostly a tribulation within their own bodies. Those who can invoke the power of heaven are all peerless geniuses among ten thousand.
Long Aotian has accumulated a lot of experience, and his blood of the Ancestral Dragon gives him supreme luck. There is almost no bottleneck in his cultivation, and his cultivation progresses by leaps and bounds.
Therefore, Long Aotian's nirvana calamity was naturally extremely terrifying. The fire of nothingness and endless calamity energy rising from his body began to wear away his body and consume his life source, trying to kill him completely.
This is the perfection of the Shinto path, the Nirvana calamity that must be experienced in order to transform towards the holy path. Nirvana and rebirth are the process from death to life, and one can only go through it by oneself; outsiders cannot help.
hold head high!
A dragon roar erupted from Long Aotian's mouth, causing the void in all directions to shake violently. Endless thunder fell from the sky like a dancing lightning snake, incomparable chaos, and struck his body, leaving him with skin and flesh torn.
This extreme pain made Long Aotian reveal a trace of agony in his eyes, but then he became more crazy and unruly, and a tremendous fighting spirit emanated from his body.
Ling Xiao could feel that Long Aotian's breath was becoming weaker and weaker. In the Nirvana Tribulation, his whole body seemed to have fallen into a state of returning to the abyss. He was enveloped by endless calamity energy and was subjected to the destructive power of thunder from the sky, causing Long Aotian to be in immense pain.
Long Aotian remained in this state for three days and three nights.
In the end, Long Aotian seemed to be completely reduced to ashes, but there was a bright light in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he could sense that a vigorous vitality was beginning to awaken in Long Aotian's body.
hold head high!
An ancient dragon roar resounded through the sky, and in an instant, a thousand-foot-long ray of light bloomed from Long Aotian's body. His entire aura became vast and terrifying, and he actually revealed his true form all of a sudden, transforming into a divine dragon that was tens of thousands of feet long. His entire body was shining with golden light, as if cast in gold, and there was a nine-colored divine light lingering around him, looking majestic and mysterious.
He exuded a boundless dragon power, which made the monsters and beasts within a thousand miles tremble in fear. It was as if they had encountered the king of monsters. They could only kneel on the ground, unable to think of any resistance.
Long Aotian broke through.
He has passed the Nirvana Tribulation and has now reached the level of a Half-Saint!
“Hahaha… What luck! I didn’t expect to meet a dragon with such a powerful bloodline in this wild land. If I can devour the blood in your body, I will definitely be able to achieve sainthood!”
At this moment, a voice full of greed was heard, and a black light burst out in the void, instantly turning into a large black net, covering Long Aotian.
A young man in a black robe, with shifty eyes and an ugly face, but his eyes were full of extremely greedy. He stared at Long Aotian in front of him with an extremely fiery gaze.
His cultivation level is also surprisingly at the peak of the Ninth Transformation Semi-Saint!
"Can you finally hold it in?"
Ling Xiao said calmly, his eyes showing no trace of surprise. He flicked his fingers and suddenly a stream of light shot out, like a sharp sword, cutting the black net in the void in half.
He had discovered the whereabouts of the young man in black robe a long time ago. In fact, when Long Aotian began to overcome the tribulation, the young man in black robe hid aside, wanting to wait until Long Aotian succeeded in overcoming the tribulation before taking action.
However, Ling Xiao concealed his cultivation level and looked very ordinary, so the young man in black robe did not take him seriously at all.
The young man in black robe had the cultivation level of a ninth-level semi-saint. In his opinion, dealing with a powerful dragon who had only the cultivation level of a first-level semi-saint was a piece of cake.
"Asshole! Who are you? How dare you sneak attack me?"
Long Aotian was furious. He was still immersed in the joy of his breakthrough and didn't expect someone to attack him.
Moreover, this young man in black robe actually said that he wanted to devour his blood. This bastard deserves to die!
"who are you?"
The young man in black robe also changed his expression and stared at Ling Xiao and asked.
His big black net was a top-notch semi-saint treasure that he had been refining for a long time. He originally thought that he could capture Long Aotian in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect it to be destroyed so easily by Ling Xiao.
A bad feeling arose in his heart. This seemingly ordinary young man seemed not as ordinary as he had imagined.
"A Jiao with the blood of a divine dragon? His blood is so mixed that it is rare for him to be able to cultivate to his current level! But do you really think that a pure-blooded dragon dares to come here alone to transcend the tribulation?"
Ling Xiao stood in the air, his white robe fluttering, looking at the young man in black robe in front of him with great interest.
There was a strange black and white light flashing in his eyes, as if it could see through everything about the young man in black robe, making him feel cold all over and extremely uncomfortable.
Especially Ling Xiao's eyes, that condescending attitude, as if a dragon was looking down at ants, which made him extremely angry.
(End of this chapter)