ALL NOVEL Chapter 15: Perfect Evolution
The chamber was filled with objects that were anything but ordinary; even the most inconspicuous candelabrum and incense held special powers.
In such a privileged environment, combined with the inherent supreme talent of the Celestial King's own children, the gap between them and their peers outside only continued to widen.
“Alas, the glory before us is but ephemeral, like clouds passing by,” sighed Wang Heng.
Given a choice between harsh and exceptionally resourced environments, he naturally preferred the latter, but the dictates of fate compelled him to accept what came his way.
Shaking his head, Wang Heng steadied his mind; for now, he had no choice but to take things one step at a time.
What mattered most was laying a robust foundation for the Dao and preparing thoroughly for its cultivation, aiming for an impeccable journey towards ultimate strength.
“Boom!”
He uncorked the bottle, releasing a heavenly fragrance that instantly permeated the entire chamber, transporting him to a celestial realm.
“Crack!”
Thunder rumbled, echoing through the misty clouds. Wang Heng held a pill in his palm, tranquil yet vibrant with encircling lightning. The pill bore profound patterns of the Heavenly Dao, constantly merging with the principles of the universe.
This was the supreme Vein Severing Pill forged by the Celestial King. Such treasures were scarce even in the ancient realms. Consuming just one could transform an ordinary mortal into a peerless prodigy.
For someone like Wang Heng, a rare genius with the bloodline of a Celestial King, ingesting such a pill would only amplify his might, further enhancing his unimaginable potential.
With a gentle pinch between two fingers, he sensed the ethereal aura emanating from it. Hesitation found no place in him as he tilted his head back and swallowed the pill whole.
The celestial pill unleashed its tremendous power upon entering his stomach, releasing an overwhelming surge of celestial essence. It swiftly spread throughout his body, penetrating his bloodstream, while a vast reservoir of divine essence suffused the air, purging impurities and nourishing both his physical form and primordial spirit.
Thanks to his celestial lineage, Wang Heng had only minimal impurities, mostly inherited over time. Now, the Vein Severing Pill forced them out, expelling a faint dark mist through countless pores, dissipating into the void.
Wang Heng felt invigorated, as if transcending into a higher state. His body felt lighter and more agile, full of newfound vigor.
Moreover, the celestial aura surrounding him grew more intense, refining his extraordinary temperament into something almost supernatural, like a young celestial immortal incarnate.
Seizing the pill's continuing effect, he seated himself on a meditation cushion, commencing profound contemplation and cultivation.
In the Hall of Preaching, the ancient characters that Wang Heng had been studying transformed into star-like particles, appearing around him. Ethereal celestial energy wove into clouds swirling about him, interspersed with flickering ancient character stars, vividly illustrating the profound truths of the Dao.
Deeply immersed in the ocean of the Dao, he resembled a fish swimming back and forth, gathering strength, waiting for the day he could leap forth, bathed in golden light, transforming into a true dragon.
Time unknown had passed when the place where Wang Heng was seated finally calmed. A Celestial King-level Vein Severing Pill had brought him immense gains, greatly consolidating his accomplishments.
Both his physique and spiritual essence underwent a comprehensive baptism, undergoing a metamorphosis.
"Not enough yet, it can be even more perfect," Wang Heng murmured to himself. After a brief meditation session to clear his mind and heart, he picked up a second celestial pill between his fingers, contemplated briefly, then placed it into his mouth and swallowed it.
In an instant, a dense mist of essence steamed up; the rich celestial energy was so abundant it visibly expelled from Wang Heng's seven orifices, appearing like he was exhaling clouds.
This was all the essence of the celestial pill, and Wang Heng naturally couldn't let it dissipate easily. Hence, he utilized the ancient characters he learned, forming a seal outside his body like a furnace or a great cauldron, enveloping himself to refine his body.
His physical form became increasingly splendid. Seen from afar, it looked like a platinum statue, sharp as if carved by knives, radiating brilliant light, and harboring explosive power within.
At this moment, Wang Heng's sheer physical strength alone is enough to overwhelm cultivators, even those who have stepped into the Deep Root Realm, reaching terrifying heights.
His divine soul power is even more exceptional, unmatched in the world. The original "Wang Heng's" soul force has merged with his current power, already extraordinary beyond imagination. With various divine artifacts and celestial pills enhancing his soul, Wang Heng's advantages are maximized to the utmost.
He does not become arrogant or complacent. Instead, he remains calm and focused, continuing to consolidate his mastery of ancient scripts.
The task involves millions of characters, and each ancient script holds profound truths of the grand Dao, requiring careful contemplation until it becomes second nature.
With the help of celestial pills, Wang Heng is drawing ever closer to his goal.
Soon, the absorption of the second Vein Severing Pill comes to an end.
The celestial radiance surrounding Wang Heng becomes even more pronounced, but compared to the first pill, the effect has significantly diminished.
This indicates that the utility of the celestial pills has been fully exploited, with his evolution nearing perfection, almost flawless.
However, Wang Heng is not entirely sure if there are truly no flaws, so to be on the safe side, he consumes the third Vein Severing Pill.
Indeed, the effects of the third Vessel Severing Pill were subtle, yet crucial.
In the end, the celestial pills no longer had any effect on Wang Heng. However, he had fully consolidated his comprehension of the ancient scripts, mastering them to a seamless degree.
At this moment, Wang Heng had completed all preparations before sowing the Dao seed; all that remained was to select the appropriate Dao seed to officially embark on his path of cultivation.
Seated cross-legged on the mat, Wang Heng slowly opened his eyes. Just then, the sound of a dragon’s roar and a phoenix’s cry suddenly echoed above his head.
These were the signs of achieving great success on the Dao, heralding the rise of a peerless prodigy.
Above Wang Heng’s head, starry rivers intertwined, golden lotuses spread across the ground, true dragons roared, and phoenixes sang across the nine heavens. The spectacular display indicated that Wang Heng’s future achievements would be extraordinary and beyond imagination.
The vision persisted for a long time before gradually fading away.
Rising to his feet, Wang Heng stretched slightly, causing the void to tremble under the might of his physical power.
At the same time, his gaze was incomparably sharp, intimidating those who dared to meet it, signaling his remarkable achievements in spiritual power.
Enveloped in pure and ethereal celestial energy, he stood shrouded in a misty aura, exuding an unparalleled sense of mystery, akin to a young immortal stepping into the mortal realm.
“All is ready; only the east wind is missing.”
Wang Heng murmured to himself, eyes gleaming with a hint of excitement, as he was on the verge of formally embarking on the path of cultivation.
(End of Chapter)
