Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

Dark void, total silence.

Somewhere, Wei Yang was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

As the Heaven Grade Technique was put into operation, the rich energy that filled the surroundings almost transformed into tangible reddish air currents that rushed into his body.

As he practiced in this way, his aura gradually rose.

The speed is not fast, but it is steady.

Inside the ancient emperor's cave, the energy is rich, the properties are compatible, and it can be said to be inexhaustible.

For Wei Yang, it is an ideal place for retreat.

Of course, these energies are only a small part. The real big part is a low-level Dou Zun-level fire bead that he swallowed.

This fire bead was taken from the body of the Dou Zun of the Lizardman clan. It is similar to an eighth-level magic core and contains extremely hot and violent energy.

However, Wei Yang was not afraid at all due to his strong physique, the speed at which he could digest the heavenly-level skills, and the help of his bloodline and strange fire, and he swallowed it directly.

His energy is much more domineering than that of these fire beads.

The blood of the Qilin originally feeds on thunder and fire.

The strange fire can easily refine and extract these violent energies, refine their violent factors, and transform them into pure fire energy to devour them.

After being quenched and extracted, a Dou Zun fire bead will consume about 20% of the impurities, and the remaining 80% will be transformed into pure energy, which he will completely transform into his own strength.

As his fighting spirit accumulated more and more, the quantitative change finally led to a qualitative change. Wei Yang, who was already on the edge of a breakthrough, took a light step and successfully took that step.

boom!

His whole body shook, as if a muffled thunder exploded inside his body.

Immediately, the fighting spirit in Wei Yang's body seemed to have broken through a bottleneck, and then began to surge and change qualitatively at an abnormally rapid speed.

Pushed Wei Yang to another level.

The realm of nine revolutions.

This is a drastic transformation, and it can be said to be an unprecedented transformation.

Coming from deep within the body, a transformation from the inside out.

Whether it's fighting spirit, bones, blood, muscles, or membranes.

A transformation that sets one on the path to sainthood.

It is also a gradual transformation from ordinary to holy.

Nine transformations to become a saint!

Maybe someone will say, isn’t it only half-saint after the ninth transformation?

Isn’t a half-saint a saint?

Let me ask you, is a half-saint a saint? !

Half-saint is just a transition, the final stage of transformation.

This is true for most people.

However, some people with great opportunities can directly skip this transition stage and reach the destination in one step.

Like the old medicine before.

Like Zi Yan now.

Just like Xiao Yan in the original work.

All can be achieved in one step without stopping or transitioning at the semi-saint stage.

Wei Yang's mind was immersed in a mysterious state.

A body of fighting spirit as vast as the ocean is constantly being compressed and tempered, just like a piece of iron, constantly being forged and hammered, and finally becoming steel!

More importantly, the body is also undergoing a transformation.

That already strong physique was now climbing towards a stronger level.

Bones, flesh, tendons, and skin.

Officially took the first step towards becoming a saint.

In the dark void.

There is a faint black light cocoon, and a faint halo emanates from its surface.

It flickered and trembled slightly, just like a beating heart.

Every expansion and contraction will absorb a huge amount of energy.

At the same time, with every beat, the aura emitted by the light cocoon will become more terrifying.

The fighting spirit surges like the sea, surging endlessly.

Time passes slowly.

More than half a year has passed in the outside world, but here in the Ancient Emperor's Cave, the concept of time has become much more blurred.

At a certain moment, the light cocoon suddenly shattered with a pop, turning into countless light spots that slowly dissipated.

A young black figure was revealed, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

His long jet-black hair fluttered gently backwards without wind, and on his forehead, a black sun pattern glowed faintly, as if it was burning.

A pair of eyes like black suns slowly opened, black flames and thunder flashed, and then quickly converged.

Everything seemed very calm and nothing unusual happened.

Even the aura emanating from Wei Yang seemed barely perceptible.

Call ~

He let out a long breath.

Get up.

Stretch your body.

Crackling~

The violent sound of bones rubbing against each other sounded like frying beans.

Gently clench your fists and feel the terrifying power surging in your body.

"So strong! Stronger than ever before!"

"Third level Dou Zun!"

Wei Yang felt the space in his palm that was easily crushed by the action of clenching his fist, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This is inside the ancient emperor's cave. The space here is many times more stable than the outside world. At least, Wei Yang cannot open up a void passage here, nor does he dare to.

Because the void here is completely blocked and imprisoned, it is impossible to force its way to the outside world through such means.

If Zhu Kun was in a normal state, he might be able to do it and forcibly open up a passage.

And such spatial strength was crushed by just a casual fist.

At his level, no matter how stable the space appears on the surface, in his eyes, it is just like a piece of fragile paper.

"His physique is at least twice as strong!" Wei Yang said secretly.

Compared to before, the change and enhancement in strength is huge!

If he met Hei Qing again and had to fight with physical strength alone, Wei Yang was sure that he could easily suppress him with one hand.

"This is only the third turn." Wei Yang sighed.

The nine-turn path to becoming a saint is really not easy to walk.

Now, his fighting spirit has been compressed and tempered three times. If he wants to become a saint, he has to go through it six more times!

Also, the consumption of resources is really terrifying.

Wei Yang couldn't help but complain.

The seventeen Dou Zun fire beads had long been used up, and even the Dou Sheng bone marrow had only been used up to three, and this was only the third turn.

"Fortunately, I still have 17 Dou Sheng bones left, and one Dragon King Blood Crystal. Otherwise, I don't know how long it would take me to complete this journey of nine revolutions!"

From this, we can see why the cultivation speed of normal Dou Zuns is so slow.

If there is no sufficient resource support and one has to slowly endure the passage of time, it is not surprising that one's realm will not move forward for decades or even hundreds of years.

Calm your mind.

Wei Yang looked towards the bronze gate.

There, Zi Yan was still sleeping, and Zhu Kun was still sitting cross-legged there, guarding her closely, just like yesterday.

Wei Yang took a step forward and came to the bronze gate.

Sensing his arrival, Zhu Kun slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Wei Yang.

"Third turn?" With his keen eyesight, even if Wei Yang restrained his aura, he could still see the changes in Wei Yang at a glance.

“To be able to reach the third level in such a short time, and to keep your aura steady without any leakage, is not bad.” Zhu Kun commented casually.

After all, it is a half-step heavenly realm soul, which already has a great advantage at the ninth stage. It would be strange if it couldn't even do this.

Wei Yang smiled and said, "When you wake up from your retreat, take a break and relax. Continue in two days and strive to reach the peak of the ninth transformation in one fell swoop."

"Well, with your current soul realm, there is no obstacle at this stage. There is really no need to waste too much time on the Nine Revolutions stage. If you can get there in one step, just get there in one step." Zhu Kun nodded: "It is more important to become a semi-saint as soon as possible."

"I think so too," Wei Yang said with a smile.

"He is at the peak of the Nine Revolutions Dou Zun level before he is thirty." Zhu Kun sighed, then shook his head slightly.

In his eyes, it was just a temporary lead in the Dou Zun stage and he was just walking a little faster. Although it was good, it didn't really mean much.

Because, after becoming a saint, you can truly kill time.

If there were no resources, it would be normal to remain stagnant for thousands of years.

Even with Wei Yang's talent, after reaching the level of a Saint, if he doesn't have a great opportunity, he will still have to do the same and rely on slowly enduring time.

And things like strange fire and martial arts are no longer advantages when they reach that level.

After all, who can become a saint, whose talent is low?

Who doesn’t have a heavenly level technique?

These are the basic configurations.

Alien fire?

The power of the strange fire that is not ranked in the top ten is just like chicken ribs in the eyes of the Saint.

It is not of much help in improving combat power, unless it is a strange fire ranked in the top five or six levels.

Otherwise, when you reach the level of Saint, it will be meaningless to strive for all these things.

Even the so-called divine bloodlines of the imperial clan no longer have any advantages.

When it comes to the Saint stage, everyone’s starting point is similar.

If you want to quickly improve your realm, you need terrifying resources as support.

In a word, without resources, nothing can be achieved.

With Wei Yang's talent, Zhu Kun had no doubt that whether he could become a saint was just a matter of time.

But after becoming a saint, time and other things are no longer meaningful, and you have to endure it all.

From Half Saint to Fighting Saint, and then back to Fighting Saint One Star, it’s a long journey.