The moment Ji Hao reached the height of thirty-six thousand miles, he suddenly paused.
Streams of dense golden light emerged from his body, piercing through his body and condensing into a hazy, chaotic silhouette on the surface of his body. Countless strange spell symbols were faintly visible in this Chaos silhouette, along with a deep roar.
Along with a magical, natural noise, this hazy, Chaos silhouette merged with Ji Hao's body. Ji Hao nearly screamed out in pain as a scorching hot stream drilled into his body from his head, instantly washing his body countless times.
Every time his body was cleansed, his body would shrink a little bit, and every time his body was cleansed, his muscles and bones would grow a little bit stronger. Before, he had to activate the cultivation method with nine turns with all of his power. But now, it had become his real strength, accumulating inside his body bit by bit.
Suddenly, Ji Hao understood the core secret of the cultivation method with nine turns — Dachi, Qing Wei, and Yu Yu found a piece of Pan Gu's body from an unknown place. It might be a finger, or a piece of bone. All in all, that was a piece of Saint Pan Gu's enormous body that fell off after Saint Pan Gu died.
The three brothers had been studying Pan Gu's body for countless years. Based on their own cultivation and the operation of the great Dao of Pan Gu world, they created the cultivation method with nine turns.
This was a supreme body-strengthening magic that allowed one to attain the great Dao with physical strength. Yu Yu, Qing Wei, and Qing Wei hoped that someone could cultivate this magic method to the extreme, attain the great Dao with the purest strength, and attain the great Dao with Pan Gu's body. Cultivators who attained the great Dao with strength had the strongest killing power, and were the best guardians of their sects.
However, the great Dao of Yu, Qing Wei, and Qing Wei didn't belong to the right path, and they didn't have too many pieces of Pan Gu's body. Therefore, they didn't gain enough understanding of the great Dao of strength from them. Therefore, even if they cultivated the cultivation method with nine turns to the extreme, they still wouldn't be able to attain the true Pan Gu body.
Reaching the extreme of the great Dao with nine turns could only improve Ji Hao's physical strength slightly. It was like adding flowers to a brocade, but to Ji Hao now, it didn't mean much. After all, Ji Hao was currently walking on the most correct path of the great Dao of Pan Gu body, which was much, much better than the incomplete cultivation method with nine turns.
To Ji Hao, the significance of the cultivation method with nine turns was that it allowed him to have a great control over his power. Not only did it give him a great power, it also gave him countless magical ways to control and use this power.
According to the mysterious man's teaching, Ji Hao would turn into a wild giant, who would wield an axe and hack crazily. With the help of the cultivation method with nine turns, this wild giant would be able to carve the most delicate patterns of mountains, rivers, birds and insects on dewdrops with an embroidery needle.
The scorching hot stream was like a heavy hammer, forcibly smashing Ji Hao back to ten meters tall. Being purified by the warm power streams over and over again, Ji Hao could clearly sense the existence of every single cell inside his body, and could easily control and manipulate even the tiniest trace of power inside his body.
That feeling was incomparably wonderful. A thick layer of screen was shattered by Ji Hao's incomparably strong physical strength. Suddenly, Ji Hao realized that he didn't need to use Priest Hua's great Dao of evolvement at all. Instead, with his strong and magical body, he could change his shape as much as he wanted.
Anything in Pan Gu world, generated from Saint Pan Gu's broken body, could be transformed by Ji Hao at his will.
Purely with his physical strength, without using any magic or magic, Ji Hao could perfectly control the tiniest part of his body. Therefore, he could transform into anything he had ever seen in Pan Gu world.
Flashing across the air, Ji Hao transformed into a five-clawed golden dragon, coiling in the Chaos spirit milk.
Smiling faintly, Ji Hao transformed into a seven-colored phoenix and slightly spread his wings.
Dragons, phoenixes, Taotie, Pixiu, Yazi, Black Tortoise, Vermilion Bird, Bi Fang, Gold Crow …
Trees, vines, grasses, mosses, flowers, wheat, corn, sweet potatoes, green foxtail grass …
Hills, rocks, jade, gold, pearls, glazes, emeralds, corals, loess …
Animals, plants, dead things, living things, flying in the sky, swimming in the water, drilling in the earth, all kinds of strange things, as long as they existed in Pan Gu world, Ji Hao didn't even consume a little bit of his power. Instead, he turned his body into whatever he wanted.
Different from transforming with magic power, when Ji Hao transformed, he would truly 'become' that thing.
When he transformed into a dragon, he would be a pure-blooded dragon. Even if a dragon took out an ancestral dragon bloodline treasure, he could only be sure that Ji Hao had the purest dragon bloodline. When he transformed into a phoenix, he would be a pure phoenix. He could be reborn in the fire, he could be reborn in the fire, and he had all the powers that a phoenix should have.
Because of the transformation of his physical body, not his power, no power vibration could be sensed when Ji Hao transformed into anything. Therefore, even powerful beings like Priest Hua and Priest Mu wouldn't be able to tell what Ji Hao had transformed into, unless someone saw the transformation.
This was a truly great power, an unfathomable one brought by the true body of Pan Gu.
Ji Hao's bones and tendons let out a series of creaking noise. The cultivation method with nine turns had finished the last part of Ji Hao's cultivation. His body absorbed the Chaos spirit milk at a crazy rate, growing once again.
Ten miles, a hundred miles, a thousand miles, ten-thousand miles …
With every inch taller, Ji Hao's power improved slightly. With every mile, his power improved slightly. Ten miles, a hundred miles, a thousand miles, ten-thousand miles … Ji Hao's physical strength soared. Streams of Chaos power spread out from his body and transformed into vivid dragons, coiling around his body and roaring silently.
Inside Ji Hao's body, a boundless Chaos space spread out speedily. The Pan Jia sun floated inside Ji Hao's body, looking so tiny and lonely. This space was enormous, and the Pan Jia sun occupied less than one-ten-thousandth of this space.
This space represented the endurance of Ji Hao's body at the moment. If he could find a suitable target, he could even take ten-thousand Pan Jia suns into his body.
Even if it was the Pan Gu sun in Pan Gu world, Ji Hao could gnash his teeth and swallow it, truly turning it into the source of his power.
Roaring, Ji Hao, who was tens of thousands of miles tall, slowly stood up from the dried pool. His head pierced through the clouds, and as he wielded his arms, a hurricane rose from the sky. Countless Chaos power streams condensed into enormous dragons and coiled around his body. The muffled dragon roars made Green Ginseng and the other green ancestors dizzy, making them fall to the ground one after another.
Ji Hao raised his head and looked at the nine suns in the sky.
The Pan Heng world suns were hotter than the Pan Jia world suns. Each of them was over a hundred times hotter than the Pan Jia sun.
Looking at these suns, Ji Hao couldn't help but grin. Taking three to five suns wouldn't do any harm to Pan Heng world, would it?
"It's getting better." In Ji Hao's spiritual space, the mysterious man looked at Ji Hao's towering body from head to toe, then nodded in satisfaction and said, "Little guy, go kill Pan Heng, and … bring back the axe."
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