Chapter 0892: The Supreme Transformation Art

Though surprised that the other was a dog of the Central Saint Lord, Huang Long could not let this Illusory Light Ancestor go.
After speaking, under the Ancestor’s terrified and desperate gaze, the Chaos Bell grew larger, descending like a giant mountain, leaving no escape for him.
“You brat! If you kill me, the Saint Lord and Lord Chi Rong will surely find out, and you’ll die too—serving as my burial companion!” the Illusory Light Ancestor roared in hatred.
At the same time, his entire body glowed as he tried one last struggle. But in an instant, he was smashed deep beneath the mountains by the Chaos Bell.
“Hm?! Still alive!” Through his celestial eyes piercing thousands of miles underground, Huang Long saw that the Illusory Light Ancestor was still moving. Pointing with his hand, he sent the Chaos Bell flying; with a mere gesture of his palm, he pulled the Ancestor out.
Though not dead, the Illusory Light Ancestor was covered in blood and barely alive.
“Hehe, brat! A warrior of five eras isn’t that easy to kill. With your strength, you still can’t refine me!” The Ancestor weakly opened his eyes and sneered.
“Is that so?!” Huang Long sneered. Pointing his hands, he implanted restrictions within the Ancestor’s body, then vanished in a flash, taking the Ancestor to the center of the Sacred Cauldron Formation.
Immediately, Huang Long activated the Sacred Cauldron Formation. Now, he could control the 70,000-element formation. As it activated, forces that tore through space ripped at the Illusory Light Ancestor’s body and soul.
Suddenly, his body glowed intensely, flickering on and off. In his Sea of Soul, the laws of the Great Path flowed, protecting his soul tightly.
“Hmph! Still resisting at this point!” Seeing this, Huang Long slammed the Chaos Bell, scattering the glow from the Ancestor’s body and completely destroying it.
Yet to his surprise, his Sea of Soul remained unshaken!
On the surface of the Sea of Soul, the laws of the Great Path condensed into a liquid state, sticking tightly to it like a coating, shielding his soul from harm.
“What’s this?!” Huang Long’s eyes narrowed.
“After a Half-Saint warrior breaks through to the fifth era, both their physical body and soul differ vastly from those below the fifth era. The laws of the Great Path in their Sea of Soul transform from gaseous to liquid, enhancing their soul’s defense by several times!” Emperor Bell spoke up.
Huang Long frowned.

“He’s indeed right. For an ordinary powerhouse from four eras to refine a powerhouse from five eras is extremely difficult—almost impossible! But with you, the Sacred Cauldron of Heaven and Earth, and me, it’s different!” Emperor Zhong continued, “Yet even so, to break through their soul defenses and kill them completely would likely take tens of thousands of years!”
“Tens of thousands of years?” Huang Long said, “I have plenty of time. It’s not too late to refine them after that long!”
Now, Huang Long had set the Sacred Cauldron of Heaven and Earth so that one day outside corresponded to ten thousand years inside.
Tens of thousands of years were just a few days outside.
“My true strength is still too weak. Even after tens of thousands of years, if I refine this Ancestral Phantom Light and absorb all his essence, life force, and the laws of the universe, my strength would at most reach the peak or later stages of the middle four eras. I’m still too weak. I don’t know when I’ll be able to reach the twelve eras!” Huang Long sighed.
The path to enlightenment is vast and uncertain!
In the past, Huang Long might have thought he was already very strong!
But after living two lives and knowing about the three thousand great worlds filled with powerful beings, he increasingly felt his strength was insufficient! Such strength wasn’t enough at all!
Even excluding saints, among the semi-saints, Huang Long could only rank in the middle to lower tiers.
At this moment, Emperor Zhong pondered and said, “Your strength is indeed weaker compared to the powerful beings in the three thousand great worlds. However, you’ve only been cultivating for a million years since your rebirth, and achieving such results is already astonishing. Which semi-saint hasn’t spent countless eras cultivating?!”
Generally, semi-saints need to accumulate strength over time, go through the great destruction of heaven and earth, and the decline of heaven and humans before they can break through to a new era of cultivation. Few people, like Huang Long, can continuously improve their strength without going through such trials!
Even the Chaos Bell sometimes envied Huang Long’s great fortune.
Without the Sacred Cauldron of Heaven and Earth, the World Tree, and the Chaos Bell, his strength wouldn’t have improved so rapidly.
After expressing his thoughts, Emperor Zhong suddenly had an idea and said, “Actually, there is a cultivation method that could help you improve your strength faster!”
“Oh? What method?” Huang Long’s eyes lit up.
“However, this method is extremely difficult to master successfully, and even a slight mistake could lead to complete destruction of both body and spirit!” Emperor Zhong hesitated.
Huang Long became even more curious and asked, “What kind of method is so dangerous? And what if it’s mastered successfully?!”
Emperor Zhong replied, “This method is called the Supreme Transformation Art. If mastered successfully, even without using the Sacred Cauldron of Heaven and Earth or the Chaos Bell, you’ll be able to defeat this Ancestral Phantom Light with your own strength!”

“What?!” Huang Long was shocked. “Can I defeat Ancestral Phantom Light just with my own strength?!”
In his battle with Ancestral Phantom Light, Huang Long had deeply experienced the difference between a powerhouse of four eras and one of five eras. If it weren’t for him possessing the Heavenly Earth Sacred Cauldron and the Chaos Bell, and if Ancestral Phantom Light hadn’t suffered backlash from taking the Crimson Blood Spirit Pill, it would have been impossible for him to defeat the other party!
But if he succeeded in mastering this Supreme Refinement Art, could he truly defeat Ancestral Phantom Light with just his own strength?! Just imagine how extraordinary this Supreme Refinement Art must be!
“Which great world’s ultimate technique is this?” Huang Long asked.
“This Supreme Refinement Art isn’t an ultimate technique from the Three Thousand Great Worlds. In the entire universe, only I know it!” Emperor Bell said.
Huang Long was astonished. “Only you know it?!”
Emperor Bell nodded. “That’s right. It’s a legacy of memory passed down to me. If one masters this technique, they can continuously devour divine artifacts, melting them into their own body, thereby enhancing their physical strength, soul defense, and power. Within the same era, they become invincible! They can even defeat warriors who are one realm above them!”
Continuously devouring divine artifacts?! Enhancing physical strength and soul defense?! Huang Long’s breathing became rapid.
“Moreover, at its peak, one can even devour ultimate divine artifacts, making their physical strength and soul defense as formidable as those of ultimate divine artifacts! With enough such artifacts to devour, one’s physical strength could even reach that of the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe!” Emperor Bell continued.
Devour ultimate divine artifacts?! Physical strength reaching the level of the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe?!
Good heavens?! The Heaven-Opening Divine Axe! Now, Huang Long wasn’t just breathing rapidly—he felt like he might faint.
The Heaven-Opening Divine Axe!
Pangu’s premier offensive artifact!
With one swing, it splits chaos!
With one swing, the Chaos Divine Mountain turns to mush!
With one swing, even saints suffer severe injuries!
Damn it! I must master this technique! Even if I die, I’ll still practice it! Huang Long roared in his heart.