"After your reincarnation, you are considered to have attained a new life. Who you were in the past is no more," the Infernal Void Emperor said, his voice filled with an air of mystery. He paused for a while, as if lost in deep thought. "Now, you are the sole survivor of the Infernal Void Serpent Race."
Liang’s sharp eyes narrowed slightly, a mix of curiosity and caution dancing within. He could sense that the man had more to reveal, and he braced himself for what was to come. It was clear to him that the emperor would soon ask him to revive the Infernal Void Serpent Race, a task Liang neither desired nor intended to undertake.
Interrupting Liang’s thoughts, the voice of the Infernal Void Emperor echoed once more, weary yet resolute. "You don’t need to think too much. I have no desire to revive the clan or anything of the sort."
Liang felt a surge of relief at those words, realizing that his own sentiments aligned with the emperor’s. But before he could respond, the emperor continued, his voice heavy with a tinge of sadness.
"Everything follows a certain pattern, nothing is everlasting. Everything, at some point, will inevitably come to an end," the emperor lamented with a heavy sigh.
Liang nodded in understanding, knowing all too well the transient nature of existence. But the emperor didn’t give him a chance to reflect further, declaring, "I just see no point in spending my time here any longer."
A wry smile tugged at the corner of Liang’s lips as he mockingly retorted, "Then what do you expect me to do?"
"If you expect me to free you," Liang continued, his voice tinged with a hint of sarcasm, "that’s just wishful thinking. I lack the ability to break these formidable chains that bind you." His gaze swept over the ethereal dark chains that constricted the Emperor.
A chuckle escaped the Infernal Void Emperor. "You? Break the chains?" He shook his head, an amused glint in his eyes. "Only an expert with power similar to that of a Great Law Manifestation Realm cultivator would have a chance to shatter these restraints."
Liang’s brows furrowed as he struggled to comprehend the magnitude of such a realm. Uncertainty clouded his features, but he remained silent, pondering what the emperor’s words truly meant.
"I only have one request from you, boy," the emperor finally declared, breaking the silence with resolute determination.
Raising an eyebrow, Liang leaned forward, his gaze locked firmly on the emperor. "Oh, what is it?"
The emperor straightened his posture, a sense of solemnity enveloping him. "I need you to deliver a message," he stated with unwavering conviction.
Liang’s curiosity piqued. "To whom?" he queried, his voice laced with anticipation.
"The message is for a woman named Guan Yin," the emperor revealed, his voice tinged with both mystery and urgency.
A knowing smile spread across Liang’s face at the mention of the woman’s name. "Just a name?"
Rather than answering, the Emperor posed his own inquiry. "Have you decided upon your future cultivation path after attaining the Void Transformation Realm?"
Liang’s eyes glinted with thoughtful contemplation, the gravity of his decision evident. Ever since he had emerged from the third floor of the sutra hall, his course had already been laid out – the Primordial Sea Realm.
"Indeed, I have already pondered upon it," Liang replied with calm certainty, his voice resonating with determination.
A faint smile played on the emperor’s lips, a mix of admiration and satisfaction in his gaze. "The Primordial Sea Realm, am I correct?"
A shiver ran down Liang’s spine, realizing that he could conceal nothing from this enigmatic man. "Indeed," he murmured, unsure of how the emperor possessed such insight.
"Tell me, do you have any knowledge of this realm?" the emperor inquired, his curiosity evident.
Liang’s response was a simple shake of the head, signifying his lack of knowledge on the matter.
The emperor’s eyes glinted with an unspoken understanding. "Then allow me to enlighten you," he offered, his voice dropping to a hushed tone. "The domain we currently reside in, along with its neighboring domains, exists within the vast expanse of the Thousand Heavens Realm."
"Each domain, whether nestled in the lower or upper realms, constitutes an entire universe of its own. Within, it holds its own unique set of laws, regulations, Qi, and cultivation systems, distinct from one another yet beautifully interconnected."
Curiosity flickered in Liang’s eyes as he thoughtfully questioned, "Then what about the Primordial Sea Realm?"
A chuckle escaped the emperor’s lips, carrying both amusement and wisdom. "Ah, the Primordial Sea Realm. It exists in a higher plane of existence, separate from the Thousand Heavens Realm. It is a realm that transcends the boundaries of ordinary cultivation. In fact, even a peak expert in the upper domains of the Thousand Heavens Realm would be considered nothing more than a regular cultivator within the Primordial Sea Realm."
Liang’s eyes widened in astonishment. The mere thought of a realm where even the most formidable cultivators would be diminished in power was awe-inspiring.
The emperor continued, a gleam of excitement in his eyes. "What sets the Primordial Sea Realm apart is the manifestation of the Great Laws from the infinite domains. It is a place where the essences of these laws converge, allowing cultivators to gain profound insights and harness unimaginable power."
The emperor’s voice grew somber as he spoke of the woman to whom Liang was to deliver the message. "The woman, Guan Yin, has most likely become one of the peak experts within the Primordial Sea Realm by now."
Liang’s brows furrowed, considering the implications. "Then what do I gain from delivering this message?"
The emperor nodded, acknowledging the importance of Liang’s question. "Fair enough, everything in this world comes with a price. Though I may not possess much in my current state, what I can offer is enough to compensate you for your efforts."
With his words, the atmosphere seemed to shift, and Liang felt a peculiar energy emanating from the emperor. Translucent drops of blood materialized from the emperor’s heart, shimmering with an otherworldly light. They flowed towards Liang, moving with eerie grace.
Caught off guard, Liang’s heart skipped a beat as the translucent drops of blood neared him. Without warning, they penetrated his heart, and in an instant, a surge of immense power surged through his veins. The world around him seemed to distort as Liang transformed back into his serpent form.
As Liang’s transformation continued, his golden scales began to fall off, one by one, leaving his body vulnerable and exposed. The once majestic black wings that adorned his serpent form started to dissolve into nothingness, leaving behind only traces of their existence.
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As the black wings disappeared, a swirling crimson energy began to emanate from Liang’s body. The energy circled around him in a mesmerizing dance, creating a mystical aura that seemed to defy logic and reason. It pulsed with a raw power that was both captivating and intimidating.
Gradually, the swirling crimson energies started to converge, forming an intricate pattern around Liang’s body. They twirled and weaved, creating a cocoon-like structure that enveloped him completely. The cocoon glowed with a vibrant crimson hue, pulsating with an otherworldly energy.
Inside the cocoon, Liang’s consciousness was suspended in a state of profound stillness. Amidst the cocoon’s ethereal embrace, he could sense his body undergoing a profound transformation. Every fiber of his being resonated with the power that surged through him, as if he was being reborn anew.
Time seemed to lose its meaning within the confines of the cocoon. Moments stretched into eternity as Liang’s physical form underwent a metamorphosis. The crimson energy that encased him seemed to nourish and reshape his essence, imbuing him with a strength beyond his wildest imaginings.
As the transformation neared its completion, the cocoon trembled, its vibrant crimson glow intensifying. Liang could feel an irresistible force building within, ready to burst forth. As the vibrant crimson energies pulsed and intermingled, a swirling vortex of swirling crimson began to appear. The cocoon, once still, now seemed to be in a state of constant motion, as if the very fabric of reality was being reshaped from within.
Liang’s body was shrouded in the crimson energy, his form becoming indistinct as the cocoon’s glow intensified. The energy swirled around him, forming intricate patterns that seemed to ripple with the power of the Great Laws.
Suddenly, a surge of crimson energy erupted from within the cocoon. It rushed through Liang’s veins, causing his entire being to vibrate with an otherworldly force. The cocoon itself shook violently as the culmination of his transformation approached.
And then, in a burst of brilliant light, the cocoon shattered into countless fragments. The swirling crimson energies dispersed, revealing a magnificent sight. Liang had undergone a complete metamorphosis.
From the remains of the cocoon, Liang emerged, no longer the same, but something entirely different. His scales, once golden, were now pure white, shimmering with a celestial radiance. The translucent drops of blood that had penetrated his heart had imbued him with profound and transformative power.
As Liang spread his wings, they too had undergone a change. No longer black, they were now a translucent white, as if they were born of light itself. They were two wings of ethereal beauty, exuding an aura of serenity and grace.
As Liang’s eyes beheld his majestic transformation, a mixture of awe and delight surged through his being. Every gesture he made echoed with a surge of newfound strength, infusing his very being with pulsating vitality.
Caught by curiosity at Liang’s response, the emperor allowed a chuckle to escape his lips, tainted with a touch of satisfaction. "There’s no need to be so amused, This is the authentic embodiment of the pure Infernal Void Serpent Race. Your previous bloodline, though, was intertwined with that of a dragon’s bloodline."