The master of the Lost Territory was mysterious and had ties with the era from millions of years ago. It was definitely an extraordinary being.
Though he wasn't sure what kind of being it was, from the fact that it created such a terrifying Hidden Territory, it was obvious that it was a terrifying existence.
Perhaps, it was an ancient relic from millions of years ago!
How could the fortune given by such a supreme being be ordinary?
Therefore, Ling Xian smiled. His eyes flickered with anticipation.
For one, he was anticipating the gift the being spoke of. For two, he wanted to know its identity. There was a prerequisite for both. That was when he felt like he was capable enough.
In other words, if he wasn't capable enough, he would never be able to see the mysterious being.
"When I am capable enough, I will personally come here and unveil your mysterious veil." The corner of Ling Xian's lips curled up. But very quickly, he erased his smile and turned serious.
No matter how great the gift was, no matter how mysterious the being was, it was something he would only find out about after a long time. The most important thing right now was to grasp the moment his Qi awakens and transform it.
Therefore, Ling Xian calmed himself down and focused on his awakening Qi.
Yan Liusu did the same. Or in other words, everyone here did the same.
Thanks to Ling Xian, the entire Hidden Territory disappeared. The sleeping cultivators naturally woke up as well. However, only a small portion of them returned to normal.
Because most of them had been inside the Hidden Territory for a long time and had completely lost their consciousness. Even though the Hidden Territory disappeared, they could not wake up.
There was nothing Ling Xian could do about this.
To be able to save a portion of them was already a great deed. As for the rest, there was nothing he could do.
"The awakening of my Qi is only a matter of seconds. I have to grab onto this opportunity and transform it."
Ling Xian concentrated and looked at his own body. He was highly focused.
Under his gaze, the dormant mana suddenly boiled. Like the waves of the Yangtze River, it surged endlessly.
At the same time, a strange force appeared along with the Qi. It was silent and untraceable.
This was the power of transformation that occurs when one's Qi awakens from its dormancy. As long as one captures this power and amplifies it, one can transform their Qi!
The difficult part was that this power was untraceable and difficult to capture.
Even Ling Xian didn't notice this power right away. Fortunately, he was in a highly concentrated state and had activated the Nascent Soul, so he was finally able to sense the power of transformation.
However, this was just the beginning. The harder part was yet to come.
"Now!"
Ling Xian growled and crazily manipulated his Qi to lock onto that trace of power. Then, he fully activated the Primitive Technique and converted the power of metamorphosis into his own.
The function of the cultivation technique was to absorb and refine energy. Meanwhile, the supreme Heavenly Arts were even more so the best of the best, possessing powerful refining power.
Therefore, after he used the Primitive Technique, the power of metamorphosis was instantly absorbed by him.
"It's too little. I need to strengthen this strand of transformation power!"
Sensing how weak the energy was, Ling Xian knew that it was not enough for him to transform. If he tried to absorb it, he would be wasting all his efforts.
Therefore, he gritted his teeth and burned his ancient majestic blood.
Blood was the essence of any living creature. It contained a vigorous life force. He was powerful to begin with and his ancient majestic blood was unparalleled blood. Compared to the blood of the nine sage bodies, it was more powerful.
Therefore, the moment his ancient majestic blood burned, it unleashed an infinite amount of life force.
The strand of transformation power, under the nourishment of the life force, began to grow.
In the beginning, it was extremely weak. Like a candle in the wind, it could be extinguished at any moment. But now, it turned into a ball of flame. Though it was still weak, it continued to grow.
To Ling Xian, this was enough.
As long as he perseveres and uses his life force to nourish the energy, one day, it will grow strong enough to transform his Qi.
However, this was destined to be a long process. As the energy grows, he will get weaker and weaker.
What could he do? He was burning his own life force. This was the same as committing suicide. Once his life force is depleted, not even a real immortal can save his life.
"This is a gamble. I am using my life to bet on my future."
Ling Xian sat in midair in a lotus position. He felt his life force draining away and the slow growth of the energy. There was a trace of worry between his brows.
Without a doubt, this was a gamble. The biggest gamble he's ever made in his life.
Because he was betting on his own life!
If he can transform his Qi before his life force is depleted, then he can survive. But if his life force is depleted and his energy is not strong enough to transform, then he will fail.
Not only will he lose his bright future, but he will also lose his life!
Therefore, Ling Xian was a little worried. However, he had no regrets!
Cultivation is a heaven-defying thing. If he is afraid of everything, how can he climb to the top?
"If I cannot transform, then I will be weaker than others. I might as well bet my life on a bright future!"
Ling Xian grinned. Then, he used all his energy to nourish the energy.
This was a gamble, but it was also a war. He had to race against time in order to preserve his life and at the same time, successfully metamorphose his magic power!
Under the nourishment of his life force, the strand of energy grew stronger and stronger. Everything was heading in a good direction.
Just like that, time passed by little by little.
The energy grew stronger and Ling Xian grew weaker and weaker. However, he gritted his teeth and refused to give up.
There is only one chance. If he misses it, he will miss it forever.
He didn't want to miss it, even if he has to gamble with his life!
Therefore, Ling Xian gritted his teeth and persisted for three whole years.
By now, he was now skin and bones. His black hair had turned white and he was extremely weak.
His pitiful appearance made him look like a dragon amongst men.
However, it was all worth it.
Even though he had paid a huge price, that strand of metamorphosis power had grown to the point where it was enough for him to metamorphose!
This meant he won the gamble!
"Ehem, ehem, no matter what, the end result is good."
Ling Xian coughed loudly and his face was white as paper. Like an old man who had one foot in the grave, he could die at any moment.
These three years, he had used up far too much energy. If it weren't for the fact that he had strong vitality and his ancient majestic blood, he wouldn't have lasted this long.
To be able to last for three whole years was a miracle!
Now, it was time for him to enjoy the benefits of this miracle.
"The Power of Metamorphosis is already strong enough to allow my mana to completely metamorphose."
Feeling the energy, the corner of Ling Xian's lips curled up. His dim eyes were full of heat.
Then, he calmed himself down and called the Primitive Technique!
HOMMM!
Magical force surged, merging with the power of transformation, carrying out a transformation, carrying out a sublimation!
Once this is complete, Ling Xian will have reached the peak of choosing his path and will be undefeatable!
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