The drunken Ye Xingchen liked to go to Spirit Beast Peak, and now that he had awakened his bloodline and transformed into his true form, he still went to Spirit Beast Peak—it was truly quite intriguing.
If one had to give an explanation, perhaps it was because he now seemed to belong to the demonic beast category and had a strong sense of kinship with similar creatures.
“Your Majesty!”
Old Niu said cautiously, “This fellow is somewhat extraordinary!”
As the right-hand man of Hall Master Zi, its true form was also a bovine beast, but in front of Ye Xingchen, it immediately felt very small.
This smallness came from an absolute suppression in terms of bloodline.
Old Niu was merely an ordinary beast from the Xingyun Continent. Even though its realm had already improved, when compared to noble bloodlines, there was still quite a significant gap.
“I can see that.”
The Zilin Demon King was quite calm.
This azure ox was definitely not an ordinary beast—it might have come from some great bovine clan.
But so what?
This king was the one and only Dao-Transformed Kun!
Hall Master Zi felt somewhat proud, because in terms of species and bloodline alone, it was by no means inferior to the great clans, and in terms of rarity, it far exceeded the Dragon Clan and Stone Statue Clan.
So then.
Had its strength recovered now?
Not only had it recovered, it was much stronger than before, having already reached the level of the seventh or eighth rotation of the Core Rotation Realm.
With this level of cultivation, how did it steal dragon eggs before?
Let’s solemnly declare again: Ah Zi’s true form was the Purple Firmament Dao-Transformed Kun, which could escape into the void and move without sound or trace.
As the saying goes: In the Northern Dark there is a fish, its name is Kun; Kun is so large, one pot cannot stew it.
“Roar!”
Ye Xingchen, transformed into an azure ox, roared angrily again, the aura emanating from him containing intense battle intent.
The Zilin Demon King, who had removed his clothes, raised his hand, put on pink boxing gloves, and said proudly, “To dare come and actively provoke me, this seat admires your courage.”
“Whoosh!”
Just then, the azure ox suddenly stood up. Originally resembling a bovine form, it gradually became somewhat humanoid, though its head and body still remained bestial.
“Holy crap!”
Jun Changxiao’s eyes widened as he said, “The Bull Demon King?”
An ox standing upright, looking pretty much like a human—it really did have a Bull Demon King feel to it.
What made him most exasperated was that after Ye Xingchen stood up, he actually assumed a combat stance, with his two large hooves looking exactly like boxing gloves.
“…”
The corner of the Zilin Demon King’s mouth twitched.
A beast in true form, fighting in a human stance—this was the damned first time he’d seen this!
“Whoosh!”
Just then, Ye Xingchen swung his forelimbs down, the explosive force like Mount Tai pressing down!
“Not good!”
Hall Master Zi’s expression changed slightly.
“Boom boom boom!”
“Boom boom boom!”
Hooves seemingly weighing ten thousand catties pressed directly onto the front of the hall’s training ground, and the entire Spirit Beast Peak trembled violently.
“Very strong!”
Gu Zhaoxi’s brows furrowed tightly.
If he had to take on this kind of offensive himself, it would definitely be very troublesome.
A smile gradually appeared on Jun Changxiao’s face.
The genetic modification serum’s effect was extremely strong. Ye Xingchen transformed into an azure ox, his combat power clearly having undergone a terrifying increase!
However.
Was he conscious right now?
If obtaining absolute power caused the disciple to lose his reason, it would definitely be more trouble than it was worth.
The System said, “He’s currently in a bloodline awakening state. After a period of time, he should recover his original appearance.”
“In other words, after genetic modification, it’s equivalent to having a trump card of being able to transform into an azure ox?” Jun Changxiao asked.
“Correct.”
…
“Boom boom boom boom boom!”
On Spirit Beast Peak, the rumbling sounds continued endlessly.
Li Qingyang wore an expression of pain—with such a huge commotion, it would inevitably bring unimaginable destruction!
Sure enough.
When the standing azure ox stopped and the dust gradually settled, the Spirit Beast Hall’s entrance had collapsed, and the training ground outside had sunk several meters, like a dried-up lake bottom.
Where was Hall Master Zi?
Lying at the deepest part of the crater with a bruised and swollen face, his fingers and toes twitching from time to time.
When those two large hooves came pressing down just now, there was simply no time to escape—he could only be served up with a full-coverage, no-dead-angle treatment.
Simply put.
Knocked out directly by a combo!
“Trash.”
The azure ox opened its large mouth and spoke human words.
This line delivery, this tone.
It was him, it was him, it was him—our little Ye Gua.
Jun Changxiao breathed a sigh of relief. Since he could speak, it meant his thinking was still present and he hadn’t lost his rationality.
“Big brother.”
Gu Zhaoxi said in amazement, “This disciple of yours is extraordinary—he actually possesses an extremely powerful bovine bloodline!”
During this time living at the Eternal Sect, though surprised by many disciples’ strength, he had never been truly shocked. Now Ye Xingchen’s performance not only shocked him, it was a particularly intense kind!
“Little brother.”
Jun Changxiao said, “In the future you must learn to be calm, because there are still many incredible things waiting for you.”
Still more? Many?
The corner of Gu Zhaoxi’s mouth twitched violently.
He was at least someone who had been reborn countless times, but what he had seen and experienced since coming to the Eternal Sect had simply overturned his understanding of martial dao from dozens of lifetimes.
“Whoosh!”
Just then, the massive azure ox standing on Spirit Beast Peak tilted its body toward the mountain peak where disciples resided.
“Ah Niu, what are you doing?” Jun Changxiao frowned.
Hall Master Zi was durable—abusing him a thousand times was fine, but he absolutely wouldn’t allow anyone to act against fellow sect members.
“Whoosh!”
Ye Xingchen brought his bovine head close to the front of the mountain peak. Though his red eyes were flashing, they would occasionally dim, as if engaged in some kind of intense struggle.
“Brother Ah Niu… is that you?” Hui’er’s voice trembled.
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
The azure ox’s breathing was rapid, his two large red eyes showing humanized pain. Then he arduously extended his right hoof, gently pressing it against that woman’s cheek, helping her wipe away falling tears, his voice hoarse: “I’m… I’m sorry… I’ve let you down…”
Jun Changxiao, who was about to come over and stop this, was suddenly stunned in midair.
This voice, this tone—it completely lacked Ye Xingchen’s style. It felt like he’d been replaced by a different person.
“There’s only one possibility,” the System said.
“What possibility?”
“Ye Xingchen was reborn and seized Pei Ah Niu’s body. The two souls merged, and now the bloodline awakening has awakened part of Pei Ah Niu’s soul,” the System said.
Jun Changxiao asked in astonishment, “So right now he is?”
“Both Ye Xingchen and Pei Ah Niu,” the System said.
“…”
Jun Changxiao fell silent.
No wonder he could say such strange things to Hui’er—it turned out to be Pei Ah Niu’s soul controlling the body.
“Damn… it…”
Just then, an unwilling voice came from the sunken crater on Spirit Beast Peak.
Gu Zhaoxi’s expression froze, and he hastily released his spiritual sense to look. He saw Hall Master Zi lying at the bottom, with rich purple-colored attributes surging around his body and strange patterns appearing on his form.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
Suddenly, a majestic imposing aura surged forth on Spirit Beast Peak.
An enormous purple phantom appeared, then slowly transformed from a blurry state into solid form—it resembled a fish fin with red underwear hanging from its tip.
It came!
Ah Zi’s true form!
“This is…”
Gu Zhaoxi’s eyes widened as he said, “A Purple Firmament Dao-Transformed Kun!”
Big brother was right—there were still many shocks to come. He must… who the hell can teach me how to quickly calm down!
“Roar!”
The Zilin Demon King in true form roared angrily. Clearly, being brutalized just now had made it very displeased.
“Roar!”
The azure ox’s eyes flashed red again, then it withdrew its body and roared back.
At this moment, the two beasts—one standing on the mountain peak, one suspended in midair—roared at each other. It felt like: “What are you looking at?” “Looking at you, so what?” “Try looking again!” “Try me then!”
“Go fight outside!” Jun Changxiao shouted.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
Ah Zi and Ah Niu ran out.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
In the depths of the Eternal Immortal Mountain, an ox and a kun engaged in a brutal manly battle. Though the presented scene was nothing more than your punch and my tail, the fight was quite spectacular and brilliant. It continued until several hours later, when both transformed back to human form and, with mosaic censoring, collapsed unconscious on the ground.
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