The Evil Emperor was ferocious.
He resented fate for binding him to another, hated being shackled by other beasts, cursed the injustice of the heavens, and devoured Bai Ze.
By borrowing the bloodline of an auspicious beast, he broke through the seventy-hundred-thousand-year threshold.
And now—
Li Zhexian used the shattering of the Evil Emperor's Spirit Ring, applying the Sword Intent of Time and Space, to recreate it once more.
On the far shore of the river of time—
An auspicious beast stood quietly amid drifting mists.
It trod upon auspicious clouds, its form resembling both deer and fox. Its snow-white fur was adorned with flecks of radiant gold, faintly interwoven into profound, inscrutable patterns.
Its eyes were like clear springs.
At the instant one met its gaze, the soul was cleansed, dust and impurity washed away—
giving rise to the uncanny feeling of being completely seen through.
This was the auspicious beast—Yun Ji Bai Ze (Cloud Scroll White Marsh)
One who understands the emotions of all things, comprehends the affairs of spirits and gods, and dispels all evil beneath heaven.
"Bai Ze greets you, honored one."
A voice rang out—gentle and calm, neither male nor female.
Separated by the two ends of the river of time—
Bai Ze gazed toward Li Zhexian.
Within those clear eyes, like ancient wells, was reflected the divine blood already absorbed by Li Zhexian.
Then—
its forelegs bent slightly, and its body slowly lowered.
"My thanks to you for extending aid, allowing me to be reflected back from annihilation."
"Bai Ze has long known of the calamity of 'the Evil Fiend Devouring the Body.'"
"In the unseen currents of fate, I have waited for this day for a very long time—solely to fulfill my mission…"
"To allow my Spirit Beast kin, amid the vast and winding paths of destiny, to glimpse a sliver of continuation."
As its voice faded—
Bai Ze dispersed like drifting clouds, transforming into specks of pure white radiance.
Yet the Spirit Ring above its head, previously faint and illusory, now fully solidified.
The Spirit Ring shimmered with a pale golden glow, hazy as mist and dream.
Beside the Spirit Ring—
A right leg Spirit Bone wreathed in indistinct clouds slowly emerged.
The river of time and space seemed tugged by an unseen force. Under the resonance of the divine blood within Li Zhexian, ripples spread faintly.
That wondrous Spirit Ring and Spirit Bone crossed the boundary between illusion and reality, gradually condensing in the present.
In the next instant—
They transformed into two streaks of light and plunged into Li Zhexian's body.
Ding—ling!
Ding—ling!
Auspicious qi so dense it became tangible spread outward like clouds and mist, coiling around Li Zhexian.
As the aura brushed past the ice-crystal giant tree, the flowers formed of sword intent upon its branches trembled, releasing clear chimes like jade striking jade.
This scene—
was like the descent of a divine miracle.
In the distance,
Skydream, prostrated upon the ground, could not conceal the shock in his heart.
"Just what is the origin of that drop of blood?"
"That such an inconceivable existence resides within Brother Zhexian!"
At this thought—
He suddenly recalled how, back when he had been trapped in the Star Dou underground palace, he had faintly heard Di Tian mention a "Lord."
An existence that even Di Tian—the foremost of ferocious beasts—addressed as "Lord"…
Merely brushing against this thought—
A crushing weight of causality poured down like icy water, causing Skydream's spiritually constructed body to fluctuate violently.
Skydream shuddered and hurriedly cut off the thought.
"Bai Ze, devoured by the Evil Emperor, has reappeared in the world!"
"And judging from its words…"
"Did it foresee today's outcome ten thousand years ago?"
"As expected of Bai Ze, the auspicious beast!"
The Snow Empress spoke coolly:
"The Golden Lion holds destiny, Yazi governs slaughter, Bai Ze comprehends all things and discerns calamity and fortune."
"That Li Zhexian alone possesses the abilities of two auspicious beasts—such a case is unprecedented throughout past and present."
Skydream sighed:
"When I first chose Brother Zhexian, I merely thought he had the bearing to become a god."
"Now it seems my vision was far too shallow."
"The greatest fortune of my life may not have been those ten-thousand-year ice marrows…"
"But rather, having the honor of becoming Brother Zhexian's Wisdom Spirit Ring."
The Snow Empress nodded.
How could she not feel the same?
From her initial acceptance of fate when she first became Li Zhexian's spirit soul, to now—when that choice had become a fortune deeply cherished in her heart.
The pride of the Snow Empress
had long since been conquered by the youth's extraordinary talent.
...
Spirit Power—Level 90!
With a single breakthrough, a pillar of light pierced the heavens!
Li Zhexian finally reached the highest realm attainable in the mortal world—
a Titled Douluo!
Nine Spirit Rings emerged beneath him in succession, revolving like stellar halos.
Nine strands of sword intent intertwined and surged upward, condensing into a nine-colored Sword Intent Azure Lotus that steadily bore him aloft, illuminating heaven and earth.
At this moment,
Li Zhexian's aura was perfectly rounded and unobstructed.
All the costs of rebirth were completely erased.
His former combat power was fully restored—
and surpassed.
The Myriad Mirage Floating Life Skull lit up once more, and two streaks of light burst forth.
The Yazi Right Arm Spirit Bone and the Evil Emperor's Eye External Spirit Bone returned to their rightful places.
Together with the Left Leg Spirit Bone formed from the Ice Empress's body,
Li Zhexian now possessed eight Spirit Bones in total:
The Heaven-Piercing Sword Bone, Skydream Sword Shrine, Yazi Right Arm Bone, Snow Empress Left Arm Bone, Bai Ze Right Leg Spirit Bone, Ice Empress Left Leg Spirit Bone, Evil Emperor Eye Spirit Bone, and the Myriad Mirage Floating Life Skull.
Eight bones assembled, radiance contained within—
only the torso Spirit Bone remained vacant.
An indescribably vast and majestic aura erupted from his body, like a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss.
Auroras streamed like ribbons of light from all directions, converging and surging across the sky above Li Zhexian.
Snowflakes landed upon his shoulders and hair, producing faint, crystalline chimes. Each falling trajectory subtly aligned with some profound sword intent.
Beneath the ice plains—
Vast Spirit Power flowed like blue veins, pulsing deeply and powerfully, resonating with his heartbeat.
Auroras as silk.
Ice and snow as strings.
This was a poem composed jointly by heaven and earth—
a grand celebration shared by all things.
As though the world itself were paying tribute
to the birth of a supreme powerhouse.
Yet—
Li Zhexian's transformation had not ended.
Though the divinity contained within that drop of divine blood had faded, its purest primordial energy had fused into his flesh, blood, and bones.
Tempered by this power,
his Flawless Glazed Body was reforged once more—his entire form resembling crystalline glass and precious jade, ever more translucent, ever more indestructible.
At the same time,
the wondrous flower floating above his spiritual sea finally began to melt.
It transformed into a torrent of essence, like the hand of a divine smith, coating every Spirit Ring below the hundred-thousand-year threshold with a layer of divine radiance.
In an instant—
Aside from the three Spirit Rings formed from the Myriad Mirage Beast, the Skydream Ice Worm, and the Evil Eye Tyrant Emperor—
Including the two auspicious beast Spirit Rings, all their years began to skyrocket.
The colors of the Spirit Rings deepened, their light growing ever more blazing.
Spirit Ring age determined Spirit Ability power.
Under this heaven-defying fortune—
Li Zhexian's already terrifying strength shattered its limits once more, advancing toward an unfathomable realm.
"Sister Xue!"
The Ice Empress's spirit emerged from within Li Zhexian and drifted before the Snow Empress.
The Snow Empress examined her sister of ten thousand years, a smile blooming upon her peerless face.
"Sister Xue, has Li Zhexian become a god?!"
The Snow Empress frowned slightly, hesitating for once.
"I do not know."
"But judging by aura alone…"
"Even at my peak, fighting on home ground in the Extreme North, I would not be his match."
Skydream cautiously extended his head-tentacle.
Attempting to probe Li Zhexian's current realm.
Yet the instant it touched a stray glimmer of sword intent—
It was shocked as if struck by lightning, snapping back violently.
"Brother Zhexian has already surpassed the absolute pinnacle!"
...
Divine Realm Plaza
Ji Dong and the God of Slaughter stood side by side in silence.
"Li Zhexian has ultimately become entangled with this karmic thread."
Watching the ripples spreading along the edge of the Divine Realm due to Li Zhexian's aura, Ji Dong frowned and asked:
"Asura…"
"What is the origin of that divine blood and wondrous flower?"