The Sun was hanging high in the sky, shedding down bright light that illuminated the misty Valley of Worries.
At the bottom of the valley, more than 10 cultivators were smiling. Though three years have passed, it was hard for them to hide their happiness.
They got rid of the Hidden Territory and regained their consciousness. This was the same as getting their lives back. Why wouldn't they be happy?
Thinking about the terror of being trapped forever, they couldn't help but feel cold all over.
All of this was thanks to Ling Xian.
Therefore, they didn't leave. Instead, they insisted on waiting for Ling Xian to wake up and express their gratitude.
At this moment, everyone shifted their gaze towards the unmoving Ling Xian. Other than gratitude, there was awe.
Though he was at the end of his life and was extremely weak, to them, he was like an undefeatable immortal of war!
Because they all came out from the Hidden Territory, their bodies showed signs of metamorphosis. Their method was the same as Ling Xian's – they chose to nourish themselves with vitality.
But without exception, all of them failed. The best one only lasted for two years.
Yet Ling Xian had endured for three whole years. Just how much vitality did he have?
How could they not feel admiration for him?
"No wonder he could solve the mystery of the Hidden Territory and get us out. He truly is a dragon amongst men."
"My cultivation is also at the peak of the path selection level. But in terms of vitality, I am much weaker than him."
"This amount of vitality appeared on a cultivator at the peak of the path selection level. This is unbelievable."
"Based on this, he may successfully metamorphose his Qi and enter the peak of the path selection level."
Everyone chimed in. Their voices were full of awe.
Ling Xian heard these words but he didn't want to pay attention to them.
Though the power of metamorphosis had strengthened, merging it with his Qi was a very difficult task. Therefore, he had to be extremely focused and didn't dare to relax at all.
To him, who had lost so much vitality and was extremely weak, this was without a doubt, a huge challenge. If he is not careful, all his previous efforts could go to waste. His life could even be in danger.
"If I don't succeed, I die trying. No matter what, I cannot give up!"
Ling Xian's expression was determined. Though he knew how dangerous this was, he had to go.
He had made it this far and the dawn was right before him. If he gave up now, he would be missing out on his entire future!
Therefore, Ling Xian called out to the Primitive Technique and melted the power of metamorphosis into his Qi.
As long as he succeeded, he would reach the peak of the Dao Choosing Realm. He would be able to sweep through the Dao Choosing Realm and become truly invincible!
Boom!
Magical power surged, surging violently like the great waves of a great river. It was actually not under his control as the master.
This was something that couldn't be helped. When two types of energy fused, there would always be some unexpected situations. Even if this power only had benefits and no disadvantages, it would still be resisted by magic power.
Ling Xian was not surprised by this. He called out to the Primitive Technique and controlled his boiling Qi.
Very quickly, the magic power calmed down and was no longer as berserk as before.
Seizing this opportunity, the power of transformation was like a spring rain that silently nourished everything. The strange power merged with the mana, causing it to undergo a qualitative change and undergo a sublimation.
This process was destined to take a long time. It was impossible to complete it in a short period of time.
Because of this, Ling Xian was suffering.
He was already extremely weak, like an old man with one foot in the grave, and could die at any moment. However, during this process, he had to concentrate and control his magic power.
Or else once he loses control of his Qi, all his previous efforts will be for nothing.
In other words, not only did he have to endure the physical weakness, he also had to endure the mental exhaustion. To anyone, this was a huge challenge.
At this moment, it was no longer a question of whether or not he can transform. It was a question of whether or not he can challenge his limits and persevere to the end!
"To challenge one's own limit with a half-crippled body … this is as difficult as climbing up to the sky." Ling Xian silently sighed. Then, his expression turned determined.
No matter how difficult it is, as long as he has one breath left, he will not give up!
This caused all of them to be visibly moved, and they fell silent. After a long while, the sound of gasping resounded.
"To challenge one's limit with a half-crippled body … this is far too insane. Does he not want to live?"
"If it was me, I wouldn't be this insane. This is no longer gambling with one's life, this is suicide!"
"This is insane. This is impossible. Even if he is a dragon among humans, he will fail."
"Shut up! Don't disturb our savior!"
Everyone chimed in. Other than shock, there was more shock.
They could all tell that Ling Xian was no longer transforming his Qi. He was challenging his own limit and he was doing it under the condition that he was half-crippled.
If they asked themselves honestly, they wouldn't dare to do this. Therefore, they admired Ling Xian's courage.
But while they admired him, they didn't have high hopes for him.
This was obvious. Transforming one's Qi is not something that can be done overnight. Ling Xian was already so weak that he no longer looked human. How could he last until the end?
That's impossible!
Therefore, they didn't have high hopes for him. However, nobody dared to mock him.
Because regardless of the result, Ling Xian's courage alone was enough to earn their respect.
"I do not believe that I cannot last until that moment!"
Ling Xian gritted his teeth and manipulated the Primitive Technique. As he controlled his Qi, he also accelerated his transformation.
Just like that, time passed by little by little.
A year had passed. Ling Xian's face was haggard but he was unshakable and as steady as a mountain.
Three years had passed. He was as thin as a stick and his breathing was weak. But he still persisted.
Five years had passed. Even breathing was difficult for him. However, his eyes remained determined and unyielding.
This shocked everyone to the point of no return. One could even say that they were numb.
Honestly speaking, Ling Xian's appearance right now was very fatigued. Similar to a dying old man whose four limbs were broken, it was difficult for him to even breathe.
However, nobody dared to mock him. Instead, they were full of respect.
Eight years. Ling Xian had endured for a full eight years!
Remember that he was half-crippled. Whether it was his body or his mentality, they were all extremely weak. Even to cultivators of the choosing level, this would make them drowsy and unable to open their eyes.
Yet under these circumstances, he had endured for a full eight years. Plus the previous three years, Ling Xian had endured for 11 years.
If this was anyone else, they wouldn't even be able to last the first three years. Yet Ling Xian had endured for another eight years even though he was even weaker. Just how strong of a mentality did he have?
Why wouldn't everyone feel respect for him?
After eight years of suffering, Ling Xian had gained a lot. Because the dawn was right before his eyes!
"Transform!"
Who knows where he got his strength from. Ling Xian shouted and the last bit of his Qi disappeared, allowing his Qi to completely transform.
HOMMMM!
An overwhelming amount of Qi blanketed the sky and roared out. In an instant, it engulfed all nine levels of Heaven and all 10 levels of Hell.
This caused everyone to be stunned.
They felt the heavenly Qi and felt their hearts shaking. They even had the urge to kneel down and worship.
All because it was the Qi of the undefeatable Qi.
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