Chapter 815: Chapter 667: The Cunning Rabbit Has Three Burrows
At last, the lightning began to weaken.
In the sky, the suffocating five-colored tribulation cloud, as if having exhausted its final reserve of power, slowly began to disperse.
The raging wind gradually died down, the furious waves calmed.
Immediately after, within several hundred li, the pure Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi seemed to receive some invisible summons, turning into torrents of Spiritual mist that surged in from all directions, madly pouring into that gradually sharpening human silhouette.
As the tribulation clouds fully scattered, bands of seven-colored rosy light emerged out of thin air in the sky, interweaving into a magnificent scroll of splendor.
It seemed as though a light rain had begun to fall.
Faintly, there came ethereal and melodious immortal music from the lofty, distant void, lingering without dispersing.
Between sea and sky, there was a newborn tranquility and peace after the battle.
Long Shijing stared blankly at the center where the rosy light and Spiritual mist converged, speechless for a long time.
Long Yunshang unconsciously held her breath, her bright eyes opened wide, never blinking.
After a long while.
Only then did Long Yunshang come back to herself, crying out in shock, "True Master Shen has passed the Celestial Tribulation!"
"Yes. Celestial rain descends, immortal music coils around—this is the blessing of the Heavenly Dao, the resonance of the Laws!"
Long Shijing said in excitement, "True Master Shen has attained the Divine Power Realm!"
...
The residual might of the Celestial Tribulation finally dispersed.
Between sea and sky, an uncanny stillness settled.
Then, an anomaly suddenly arose.
Seven-colored raindrops, containing vast vitality and pure Spiritual Power, fell from high above, precisely covering the stretch of sea where Shen Xuan was located.
As the rainwater touched his body, a gentle Power instantly permeated his limbs and bones.
Every trace of hidden injury within him left by the lightning tribulation rapidly healed and recovered.
The fine cracks on his Dao Foundation that had been shaken by the thunder silently knit back together, becoming even more crystalline and solid.
The Magical Power within his Dantian was like alluvial gold repeatedly washed, the dross removed and essence retained, becoming all the more condensed.
Shen Xuan closed his eyes, body and mind sinking into this baptism bestowed by the Heavenly Dao.
The sweet rain did not favor him alone.
At the fringes of the region, Sea Demons who sensed this good fortune surged about madly, scrambling to Devour the stray raindrops drifting down.
Some giant kelp at the sea bottom frantically sprouted and grew, their inky green turning into a lustrous emerald hue.
Beneath Shen Xuan’s feet, the placid sea surface rippled outward in circles of golden waves.
Innumerable golden lotus phantoms, condensed from pure vital energy and Dao Rhyme, emerged layer upon layer from the ripples, gently lifting him up.
A refreshing, penetrating fragrance diffused through the air, making Shen Xuan’s already tranquil Divine Soul even more serene and lucid.
The last vestige of weakness left from undergoing tribulation was completely smoothed away.
At the same time, elusive immortal music and Dao sounds descended from the lofty void, ethereal and clear, directly resounding in the depths of his sea of consciousness.
Guided by this mysterious Dao sound, Shen Xuan’s Divine Soul "saw" many blurry images.
They were scenes of a Divine Dragon weaving through the Nine Heavens, Calling the Wind and Summoning the Rain, changing its size at will, and manipulating ice and cold—various Innate Divine Powers being unleashed, like sealed memories quietly being awakened.
From all directions, the vast Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, drawn by an invisible force, transformed into torrents of Spiritual Qi that surged over and poured into him through every orifice.
Deep within this Spiritual Qi torrent, a thread of extremely subtle violet Spiritual Qi hid itself, silently merging into his meridians and finally returning to the origin within his Dantian.
Violet Qi.
Though it was but a single wisp.
At the instant it entered his body, Shen Xuan’s Spiritual Platform became clearer than ever before.
His perception of the Divine Dragon Divine Powers, the Water Element Law, and the like became sharp and distinct.
This was an elevation of his root bones and Talent.
It was the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth bestowing its blessing upon him.
Shen Xuan’s Divine Thought stirred slightly.
"Moo!"
A low yet majestic dragon’s roar resounded from the void behind him.
An enormous Profound Ice Divine Dragon Dharma Aspect, a full hundred zhang tall with scales and claws flaring, suddenly took form.
The Dharma Aspect towered, solid as reality; every dragon scale reflected a cold, unyielding luster, and its enormous dragon eyes slowly opened and closed, looking down upon the boundless sea below.
A vast, ancient, and oppressive dragon might erupted from it as the center, spreading with a thunderous boom, shrouding the sea and sky within several hundred li.
The seawater froze in its flow; wind and cloud retreated before it.
The next instant, Shen Xuan’s figure suddenly blurred.
He transformed into a Profound Ice Divine Dragon over thirty zhang long, in verdant azure.
Within the dragon’s body, the Divine Dragon Bloodline seethed, emitting a roar like torrents of rivers.
A domineering Power from the depths of his bloodline instantly filled his limbs and bones.
Wishful Size! At times his dragon body swelled to a hundred zhang, stirring up towering waves; at times it shrank to just a few zhang, as nimble as a swimming fish.
A Thousand Transformations! With a sweep of his dragon claws he could turn them into keen ice blades, or condense the phantom of a heavy mountain.
Overturning Rivers and Seas! With merely a single lash of his Divine Dragon tail, the sea surface below surged up in waves a hundred zhang high, surging toward the distance like collapsing mountains and toppling seas.
Soaring Clouds and Mist! A natural shroud of clouds and mist rose around his verdant dragon body, bearing him up; at times he plunged deep into the ten-thousand-zhang abyss, at times he burst through the sea’s surface, shooting straight into the Ninth Heaven, weaving in and out of the clouds, leaving behind trail after trail of enduring icy tracks.
Infinite Strength! When his dragon claws casually slapped down on a small, uninhabited island in the sea, that island shattered like tofu, turning to powder and dissolving into the raging seawaves.
All manner of Divine Dragon Divine Powers arose as his heart desired, as easy to wield as his own arms.
No longer did they require deliberate activation, but had become a part of his very life’s instinct.
Above the East Sea, the verdant azure dragon shadow ran rampant in all directions, at times diving deep, at times soaring high, every movement stirring the surrounding Water Spiritual Power into jubilant song and dance.
It was as if this boundless ocean had at last welcomed its true sovereign.
...
Two months later.
Late at night.
Deep within Golden Dragon Island, the flower tower where Long Yunshang lived alone stood quietly.
The pavilion was built from century-old fragrant sandalwood, with bronze wind chimes warding off evil hanging from the eaves.
The night wind brushed past, making the chimes ring with fine, delicate notes.
No bright lamps were lit within the building; only a few Luminous Pearls embedded in the walls cast a hazy, ambiguous warm glow, illuminating the carpet embroidered with intricate patterns.
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