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Chapter 331 - 8: Supreme Dao Foundation
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Chapter 331: Chapter 8: Supreme Dao Foundation

Having passed the Celestial Dao’s trial, Zhong Ming had officially advanced to Foundation Establishment.

This promotion wasn’t just about the transformation his body, Magical Power, and Divine Soul had undergone—that was a bonus reward for enduring the Thunder Tribulation.

The breakthrough from Qi Cultivation to Foundation Establishment brought about a more fundamental change, one that was quietly unfolding within him.

"HUMMM—!"

After obliterating the Thunderbolt, the Sun God Sword spun once and transformed into a streak of light, returning to Zhong Ming’s sea of consciousness and merging with him.

And by absorbing the Power of Origin Creation, the progress of Zhong Ming’s Dao Seed, the Dragon of the Morning Star, went from 99% to 100%.

"HUMMM!"

The moment it reached completion, Zhong Ming clearly felt his Dao Seed undergoing an earth-shattering transformation. It shifted from an illusory, ethereal Spirit Body to something solid and substantial, as if it were a physical entity.

Once it solidified, the Dao Seed... no, what should now be called the Dao Foundation, the [Dragon of the Morning Star and Year Rings], suddenly burst into countless points of brilliant light. Like a sky full of falling stars, they all merged into Zhong Ming’s body and Divine Soul.

"ROAR!"

The complete fusion of his Body, Soul, Spirit, and Will with the Dao Foundation also triggered an astonishing transformation in Zhong Ming’s physical form.

Amidst the sound of a dragon’s cry, his bones crackled and popped as his body slowly elongated.

His distinct black-and-white eyes morphed into vertical pupils. Then, golden scales burst forth from beneath his skin, covering his entire body and shimmering with a metallic luster.

At the same time, a pair of purple-gold antlers quietly grew out, standing like a crown atop Zhong Ming’s head, resplendent and majestic.

In a short span of time, this drastic change had transformed Zhong Ming from a human Cultivator into a dragon.

A True Dragon over ten meters long, its serpentine body coiling, its scales and claws sharp. Its eyes seemed to hold two blazing Great Suns, and it exuded an aura of absolute dominance over the world.

"BOOM!"

The instant he transformed into a dragon, a terrifying pressure erupted from Zhong Ming. The thick, dark clouds that were about to disperse gathered once more. The wind howled, rain poured down in sheets, and lightning flashed. This was not a new tribulation. It was the world itself reacting to the birth of a True Dragon; Wind, Rain, and Thunder answered its call, automatically gathering by its side to await its command!

In the blink of an eye, the entire Immortal Martial Daoist School was once again enveloped in a Gale and Torrential Rain. Only Zhong Ming, suspended in mid-air like a king who commanded the heavens and earth, stood proudly amidst the storm.

Suspended in the Gale and Torrential Rain, Zhong Ming focused his senses inward. He was stunned to discover that his True Dragon Body was not merely a transformation or an energy construct—it was real flesh and blood.

Furthermore, he could maintain this transformation indefinitely.

’I’ve really become a True Dragon?!’

Feeling his tangible True Dragon Body, the immense power surging within him, and the way Wind, Rain, and Thunder seemed to have become an extension of his own aura, moving at his will—this unprecedented sense of power was deeply intoxicating to Zhong Ming.

Below, Luo Zhiwei’s pupils contracted as she gazed at Zhong Ming’s form.

’A Dragon Body... Not an illusion, and not a Flood Dragon, but a genuine True Dragon! What grade of Dao Foundation did he condense? What level have his Roots reached?!’

Whether in the ancient, untamed era or the present day, all beings living in the world were said to have "Roots."

The highest tier of Roots undoubtedly belonged to the Chaos Divine Demons. They were beings nurtured by Chaos before the world’s birth, the creator gods who split the heavens and earth.

The second tier was the Innate Divine, beings born as gods who wielded the rules of the world on its behalf.

The third tier consisted of the Innate Spirits. True Dragons, phoenixes, Qilins, Black Tortoises, and other Divine Beasts and Exotic Beasts all belonged to this level.

Humans, even the first generation born into the world during the ancient era, were still only Golden People, also known as the Golden Human Race.

And as the world’s Spiritual Qi declined and its rules gradually perfected, humans born in later eras had progressively weaker Roots.

After the Golden People came the Silver People, the Bronze People, the Black Iron People, and finally the common folk of today, whose lifespans barely reached a hundred years.

As an Array Master, Luo Zhiwei naturally knew that the so-called Founding Dao Foundation was both a way to establish a fulcrum and origin for one’s Cultivation, and also an opportunity, discovered by the sages of humanity, to transform one’s own Roots and Talent.

The Roots of Cultivators who condensed a Dao Foundation would almost always advance a tier.

However, Luo Zhiwei knew even better that most Cultivators in the world condensed Dao Foundations in the form of flying swords, great mountains, rivers, bell towers, and so on.

Even for Cultivators who modeled their Dao Foundation after a True Dragon, a Qilin, or the image of a Divine Spirit, the foundation itself was mostly illusory.

For them, forget about fusing the Dao Foundation with their body and soul to transform into a True Dragon or a Qilin; just managing to imbue the illusion with a bit more spiritual charm was a cause for immense celebration.

She had never even heard of someone like Zhong Ming, who could tangibly transform into an Exotic Beast—and a Holy Exotic Beast at that, ranked among the Innate Spirits.

’When a Dao Foundation is first forged, a Cultivator’s Roots usually only rise to the level of the Bronze People. Peerless prodigies might reach the level of the Silver People... Reaching the Golden People of the Innate Human Race is a one-in-a-billion chance. But Zhong Ming... he directly transformed into a young True Dragon. What tier is his Dao Foundation?!’

This question lingered not only in Luo Zhiwei’s mind, but in Zhong Ming’s as well.

And he had a simple, direct way to find out.

"HUMMM—!"

As his status panel unfolded, the rating of his Dao Foundation soon appeared before his eyes.

[Dao Foundation]

[Name: Dragon of the Morning Star and Year Rings]

[Quality: Supreme]

[Roots: Innate Spirit (Dragon, Golden Human Race) (Young)]

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