Published: January 2, 2025
However, this time, as the physical body condensed, the dark king's blood returned once again.
Qin Chen's face turned pale, but his heart was filled with joy, because he felt that although the dark king's blood was once again merging into his body, its harm to him was not as great as before. Instead, a part of the dark king's blood became a part of himself, being assimilated by him.
Qin Chen's Book of Origin was too powerful, able to assimilate all Legacies. At this moment, as Qin Chen experienced repeated life-and-death situations, he could even assimilate the power of the dark king's blood.
Boom!
However, there was still a terrifying corrosive force coming, and Qin Chen could only once again shatter and reshape his body.
Thus, Qin Chen went through the process of condensing and shattering a total of nine times, his body crumbling to pieces, blood flowing, an extremely brutal sight.
One must know that in today's world, even a Venerable would find it difficult to continuously shatter and reconstruct their physical body multiple times. The bloody scenes were brutal and horrifying.
Nevertheless, with each of Qin Chen's sword bones condensing, they grew stronger, penetrating into the Divine Platform, the momentum becoming even more magnificent. Furthermore, more of the dark king's blood was assimilated, getting closer to success, and this was at the cost of his own being, almost leading to his obliteration.
However, after multiple shatterings, Qin Chen's soul became unstable. If this continued, if he did not succeed, his soul would dissipate because he could no longer maintain it.
On the ninth time, Qin Chen's soul was very dim; this was the last chance, and if he did not succeed, his soul would truly collapse, and at that time, he would be left with no trace.
"One more time!" Qin Chen shouted loudly.
He was almost frenzied, having already achieved great success, and it was unchangeable.
Even though the hope was slim, he did not want to give up from the very beginning. How could he know it wouldn't work without trying and not going to the end?
Even the Sword Ancestor and the stone statue corpse were shocked, impressed by Qin Chen. This kind of pain, this kind of cultivation, who could reach it? Shattering and tearing the body time and time again, being reborn, each experience was like the most brutal torture that an ordinary person could not withstand.
Strong as a Venerable, their will would probably shatter, yet Qin Chen actually persisted.
On the ninth time, Qin Chen's entire body became translucent, his body once again forming a divine cocoon, and the sword bones within him finally merged perfectly, unifying with the Divine Platform, ascending along the spine like a great dragon, radiating light.
This time, there was indeed a possibility of success; his Law was evolving, and his soul was undergoing transformation.
Moreover, the dark king's blood within Qin Chen directly appeared this time, and surprisingly, it was condensed during the refining process and integrated into Qin Chen's physical body.
Qin Chen's body was seen as crystal clear, his soul falling away, and a brand new body emerged, flawless.
However, the dark king's blood was still corroding him.
Boom!
Thunder and lightning surged across the heavens and earth, the power from the Six Paths of Reincarnation Sword Road eroding Qin Chen, while the dark king's blood attacked him as well. Qin Chen's body cracked, blood marks appearing, and he was fighting desperately; this was his last chance, painfully enduring the torment of life and death.
His physical body could not shatter again because if it shattered once more, it would truly be impossible to condense again, and he would fall on the spot.
Boom!
The terrifying power eroded him, and Qin Chen coughed up blood, seeming to be on the verge of collapse, his body disintegrating, and his soul even cracking, suffering severe injuries.
His physical body seemed like it was about to disintegrate.
"Time Origin!"
In this critical moment, Qin Chen roared, activating the Time Origin, transforming into a force of time that instantly shrank and appeared before his forehead, causing time to become chaotic.