C437 The Transformation of the Primitive Banner

On one side, Wan Hao was being tempered by the heavenly tribulation, while on the other side, he was tempering his Primitive Streamer. He reforged it again and again, time and again. "Lin, Bing, Dou... Row, front. All right. " The nine words entered the cracks, merging them into one.

The lightning tribulation was already powerful enough to begin with, and with the guidance of the Three Clarities Lotus, the lightning tribulation was even more so wreaking havoc!

This was a painful torture. The lightning tribulation and the power of the heavenly punishment had exceeded Wan Hao's expectations. He could no longer calmly face the tribulation like he did in the past. If he was not careful, his body and spirit would be destroyed.

"Boom!"

The next nine layers of heavenly tribulation descended. Nine divine lights swept down, shattering Wan Hao five times in a row. The same was true for the Primitive Streamer. It shook continuously, and almost broke into pieces.

Wan Hao suffered extreme tribulations time and time again. If it was an ordinary person, every single strike would turn him into ashes. Not many people in Wan Hao's group could withstand this. This was the greatest punishment given to those who had the path to becoming a Sovereign.

"Boom!"

Another great tribulation. The lightning radiance was dazzling, filling the sky. It was boundless. He gritted his teeth and supported it, but he was worried that the Primitive Streamer would be destroyed because of this, and that it would destroy his Dao Actualisation Divine Weapon.

"Kacha!"

The most terrifying thing finally happened. The Primitive Streamer shattered, piece after piece, floating in the void of the cosmos, surrounding him, losing all of its luster.

"How could this be?" Wan Hao muttered bitterly. The Cosmic Stone could be said to be one of the nine great treasures of the heaven and earth. It was a rare item that was found by the Puppet Sect to forge an Emperor Weapon, but it was broken into pieces just like that.

The lightning was extremely heavy, and a myriad of strands of divine light struck down. They struck these fragments and produced a resounding sound, causing strands of mysterious energy to flow out from them.

Wan Hao's body cracked. His body was once again destroyed by the lightning tribulation. His bones made cracking sounds and blood splashed in all directions, landing on the fragment of the Primitive Streamer.

"Zheng!"

Blood scattered down. All of the Primitive Streamer fragments shone, releasing sword energy that rushed into the heavens. It cut through the heavens and shattered the immortal lightning. It rumbled and shook, shaking the entire sky dome.

"This is..."

Wan Hao was shocked. The Primitive Streamer didn't die, and it contained a vigorous fighting spirit. This... This was the beginning of a metamorphosis, a path of struggle and struggle. Right at this moment.

Endless lightning descended. Although the Primitive Streamer fragments shattered from time to time and turned into even smaller pieces, Wan Hao wasn't that worried anymore.

Because he thought of a possibility. The sword spirit of the Devil Breaking Sword had once told him that in order to advance to a higher grade weapon, he needed an opportunity and a test. That was after breaking through. Standing!

Only by standing after breaking through could a weapon spirit be produced! This was a qualitative leap and transformation!

This was the self-destruction and regeneration of a Primitive Streamer, a manifestation of its desire to change!

The blood mixed with the Primitive Streamer fragments trembled together, releasing a rumbling sound. Every single Primitive Streamer fragment released sword energy that rushed into the heavens, cutting through the sea of lightning. It rang out with a metallic sound, unyielding and unwilling, resisting the disaster.

Wan Hao's flesh was destroyed again and again. The blood splashed onto the Primitive Streamer fragments until they were bloody, making it even more intelligent. It continuously cried out softly, as if it was muttering to itself.

This was a painful tribulation. Every second, every minute, and every second, Wan Hao endured the heavenly punishment of being crushed to pieces. His flesh, bones, and Primitive Streamer pieces merged together.

"My Dao of Forging, My Primitive Streamer."

Although he suffered unbearable pain from ordinary people, his eyes lit up every time he reassembled his body. The Nine Jiuzi True Word kept flying out, entering the shattered Primitive Streamer pieces and merging with them.

"The beginning of the world is called the Ten Thousand Dao Roots!" Wan Hao chanted the introduction of the Myriad Transformation True Spell. Streak after streak of light seals were formed and inserted into the Primitive Streamer.

"Weng, rumble, rumble!"

The Nine Heavenly Tribulation descended. Nine streaks of light hacked down, and all things were destroyed. Quite a few stars exploded, and a great destruction occurred in this region that was covered by the heavenly tribulation.

The last time Wan Hao broke through to the Divine Dao True Stage, he had triggered the Nine Heavenly Tribulation. However, only five of them had appeared. At this moment, in front of Wan Hao... The remaining four bolts of tribulation lightning seemed to be brewing. They could fall at any time!

Wan Hao let out a long roar. The small golden figure between his brows rushed out, accepting the baptism just like his physical body. Finally, it couldn't hold on any longer, and slowly broke apart.

This was a type of great disaster. If one's soul was destroyed, then they would die. If one's flesh was destroyed, then it could be reconstructed. However, once one's primordial spirit was destroyed, everything would most likely be gone.

"Ah..."

Wan Hao let out a long roar, filled with unwillingness. The Minor Saint Tribulation that he faced after entering the Profound Sea True Stage was so difficult to overcome. He didn't want to return to eternal silence, so he had to break through.

"Ha!"

Wan Hao let out a furious roar. He circulated the Myriad Transformation True Spell and unleashed his qi and blood like a ferocious beast. After the small cyan figure turned into pieces, it was once again pulled together by a powerful force. It began to reassemble and emit endless light.

"I will use my Dao to enter the Profound Sea, and once I enter the Holy Sect, I will be the living being!! I will use my Dao to enter the Profound Sea, and once I enter the Holy Sect, I will be the living being!"

He chanted sutras, firming his own Dao. His conviction did not waver, and his will was as firm as steel. The small cyan figure also became more and more resplendent, and finally resolved this problem.

Of course, this was only a disaster that happened midway. There were still many difficulties that awaited him. However, Wan Hao found hope, and firmly believed that he could pass it.

One, two... Countless sea of lightning descended again and again. Each time, it was different.

The Karmic Tribulation Lightning, the Xian Heavenly Tribulation Lightning, the Shen Heavenly Tribulation Lightning, the Heavenly Tribulation Lightning, the Heavenly Tribulation Lightning, and the Heavenly Tribulation Lightning were coming one after another, causing Wan Hao to have no chance to catch his breath!

In the end, the tiny azure figure had been scattered many times, and with great difficulty, it condensed into a single entity.

It was unknown whether the hundred or thousand tribulations had passed, but Wan Hao could not feel any pain. There was only the sound of the Dao ringing in his ears. At this moment, a strange change had occurred to him.

His flesh, bones, and even the small golden figure that had split apart, as well as the pieces of broken Primitive Streamer, had actually merged together. They floated and fell within the sea of lightning, accepting the tempering.

He was forging the Primitive Streamer, refining the scattered flesh, primordial spirit, and source energy fragments into one, carrying out a shocking refinement.

The Primitive Streamer is me, I am the Primitive Streamer. This is the true profound meaning of the natal weapon!

At this moment, there was nothing else but the sound of the Dao. There was only a flesh and blood Primitive Streamer that was surrounded by chaotic energy. It looked extremely mysterious.

This type of strange Primitive Streamer actually blocked heavenly tribulation, achieving an instant of eternity, undying and eternal in the universe void.

Blood and flesh, shattered primordial spirit, Primitive Streamer pieces merging together. This was a type of divine scene, using one's body to forge a Primitive Streamer, becoming a part. If ordinary people knew, they would definitely be stupefied, unable to comprehend it.

However, right now, it really happened, this type of mysterious thing happening.

The Great Dao's divine sound rumbled. Wan Hao seemed to have sensed something. Indeed, the natal weapon and a martial artist's body were inextricably linked. There was me among you, and there was you among me. You could merge into one!

It seemed that the Extreme Dao King Weapon was formed in this way. Through repeated tempering, it was forged using one's own blood essence! It was the blood, sweat, and crystallization of the blood and sweat of a Great Emperor!

At the same time, Wan Hao realized that some of the paths he had taken were similar to that of an ancient Great Sovereign. The true path of the Great Sovereign was under the feet of an invincible being, and he persisted in his heart.

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