Chapter 1885: Chapter 42: Descent

Although I didn’t know the reason, I dared not linger. I hastily escaped, feeling guilty.

Outside the vortex.

Daoist Yuanci glanced at Wang Ba’s rapidly departing figure and frowned slightly.

Just as he was about to return to Senluo Hell, he suddenly noticed Yu Wuheng also walking out.

“Sister, what are you…?”

He was slightly puzzled.

Yu Wuheng seemed somewhat absent-minded, her gaze blankly looking into the distance:

“I’m just taking a walk to clear my mind, I’ll come back once I’ve thought it through.”

With that said, she slowly walked across the surface of the sea, heading straight toward the distant continent.

…

Fanming, carrying Little Cang World, flew slowly through the void.

This was a vacuum area, devoid of debris and stones.

Though tedious, it was a rare moment of peace.

Inside the Taoist field, it remained silent.

Wang Ba sat cross-legged on the high platform inside the Taoist field, while the incense beside him still emitted wisps of blue smoke.

His Primordial Spirit had improved noticeably compared to before, but the recovery of his physical body was extremely slow.

The main issue was that he now lacked the strength and had yet to figure out how to deal with those Spirit Beasts infused with Immortal Blood.

Without this vast number of Spirit Beasts, the Thunder Tribulation lacked a source, and his Thunderstorm Body was naturally difficult to recover.

However, he was not overly concerned for the time being.

He watched the Outer Realm while keeping an eye on the cultivators inside the Taoist field.

The cultivation time of the cultivators was significantly longer than Wang Ba had anticipated.

One after another, the cultivators showed no signs of waking.

Yet, for a very few, the golden light had long ceased to overflow, whereas the majority continued to emanate it abundantly.

It was difficult to distinguish the difference between the two from external appearances.

Because among the very few who no longer emitted Immortal Blood, the realm and cultivation base varied greatly, with both genders and all ages present.

Notably, some of these very few were people Wang Ba remembered as exceptionally talented.

Such as Senior Brother Zhao Feng or An Changshou’s Reincarnation Body from the Longevity Sect, among others.

However, such individuals were quite rare, and after carefully scanning the entire Taoist field, there were only about a dozen.

Although he did not understand what set these individuals apart from the others, he silently kept track of them.

As time passed, more began to stop emitting Immortal Blood.

This batch was much larger, numbering over seven hundred cultivators throughout the Taoist field.

Among them were Wang Qingyang and many of the sect’s personal disciples.

This included Refining Void cultivators and many Divinity Transformation cultivators within the Taoist field.

Though the reason remained unclear, Wang Ba also recorded these individuals.

Soon, as time continued to pass, the third batch of cultivators who ceased emanating Immortal Blood began to appear.

This group was exceedingly large, numbering over ten thousand.

Upon reviewing them briefly, Wang Ba found they comprised the backbone of the Three Sects and the Rogue Cultivators, or elite disciples receiving special cultivation.

In this way, he seemed to have discerned a certain pattern.

“Could it be based on personal Talent?”

“The higher the Talent, the less Immortal Blood overflows… Conversely, the more it overflows, hence it continues to emanate?”

“Does this Immortal Blood really have the ability to sift through talents?”

He frowned slightly.

With things as they were, it was uncertain whether it was good or bad; it would only be clear once the cultivators awoke and understood.

But before the fourth batch of cultivators emerged, Wang Ba, seated on the high platform in the Taoist field, felt a sudden intuition.

He looked down toward Wanfa Peak of the Wanxiang Sect.

A trace of anticipation and worry flashed in his eyes:

“It’s finally coming out… However…”

He couldn’t be certain whether the True Martial Incarnation Primordial Fetus, nurtured after absorbing the Immortal Blood, was still safe.

After hesitating for a moment, he immediately summoned the few awake beings still in the Taoist field.

“Mao, let’s go!”

The Wu Monkey King, already returned to the Wheel-turning Temple in the great snowy mountain, heard Wang Ba’s voice from afar. He caressed the Relic Pagoda in his hand, much smaller and incredibly obedient, and immediately moved with a thought, using Divine Footwork, reaching the Pearl Dungeon at Wanfa Peak in an instant.

There, Wang Ba was already waiting at the entrance.

As soon as the two entered the Dungeon, Wang Ba felt his hair stand on end all over his body!

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

A powerful heartbeat seemed to resonate with all life, causing his body to pulse vigorously, beyond any resistance!

Accompanied by the strong heartbeat, he even felt his Blood Energy surging uncontrollably, stimulating his body’s recovery.

“Is this the effect of the True Martial Incarnation?!”

Wang Ba suppressed his shock, quickly looking toward the direction of the True Martial Incarnation Primordial Fetus.

He saw a grand phantom of the Divine Tree, entwined in gold and red, proudly occupying the sky above the entire Dungeon!

No, not the sky above the Dungeon, but it seemed as if the entire Dungeon was filled by the phantom of this Divine Tree.

If the Dungeon weren’t so small, it could have spread even more expansively.

Golden Immortal Blood flowed gently below the tree phantom, like a pool of golden water.

In this golden pool, the True Martial Incarnation Primordial Fetus, as tall as two people and covered with tendrils, beat like a powerful heart.

The vibrant vitality emanated from it was intense enough to make Wang Ba feel somewhat suffocated!

This life force was incredibly astonishing, so much so that even at a great distance, it gave Wang Ba’s physical body a sense of nourishment and comfort.

“Is this Primordial Fetus still the same Primordial Fetus?”

Wang Ba couldn’t help but ask himself an almost rhetorical question.

He knew very well that the True Martial Incarnation Primordial Fetus before him, after absorbing the Immortal Blood, clearly surpassed the stage he initially envisioned.

His gaze fell on the Primordial Fetus, and he quickly noticed something.

Little specks of golden light from outside the Dungeon flowed into the Primordial Fetus, and shortly, droplets of golden juice dripped from the tendrils.

Dropping into the golden pool below.

At the same time, the phantom of the Divine Tree above swayed its leaves, seemingly full of delight.

Only now did Wang Ba notice that the fruit phantom atop the tree crown had grown immensely, almost to the point of feeling real.

“What does this fruit signify?”

Wang Ba’s mind couldn’t help but pose this question.

Yet, there was no time to think further.

Suddenly feeling a sensation, he immediately looked toward the True Martial Incarnation Primordial Fetus.

As it finally reached the moment of achieved perfection, a seam suddenly appeared on the tendril-covered Primordial Fetus.

Wang Ba felt his spirit shaken, swiftly forming a profound connection with the life-form within it.

The next moment, from the seam emerged two jade-like, powerful hands, gently exerting force!

Rip!

The Primordial Fetus was instantly torn open.

A body with well-proportioned muscles, radiating vigorous Blood Energy, Life Force, and Divinity, nearly perfect, strode out of the Primordial Fetus.

The face was ninety percent similar to Wang Ba, only more handsome, with sharper facial features.

And at this moment.

Beside Wang Ba, a third of the Jade Disc Fragments suddenly floated silently and spun rapidly!

Simultaneously.

A whole section of dark clouds abruptly appeared inside Little Cang World, with countless thunders brewing within.

This thunder swiftly siphoned the origin energy within the realm of Little Cang World.

Even Cang Fuzi was startled.

“What’s happening!?”

Cang Fuzi, with a look of shock, emerged beside Wang Ba.

Wang Ba, also surprised, looked at the True Martial Incarnation.

Though wielding one-third of the authority over Little Cang World, able like Cang Fuzi to control the power of the Thunder Tribulation within, the current disturbance seemed driven by a powerful rule, bypassing both of them and spontaneously gathering the Thunder Tribulation!

The two exchanged a shocked glance, simultaneously considering the possibility:

“Could the True Martial Incarnation have triggered the balance of the Realm Sea Rules?!”