With a boom!
The Vermilion Bird struck. A green-haired headless corpse beside it extended a finger, pointing at the space. A talisman shattered through myriad layers of space and arrived at Lu Bu’s location. At this moment, the green-haired headless corpse raised a section of a chaotic desolate halberd and charged towards the Four Great Leaders. With a roar, the immense commotion caused that particular space to vanish from the Ancient Star Path. At this time, that talisman attached itself to Lu Bu’s back, shimmering with Kunpeng runes, with a Kunpeng phantom burning brightly.
A rumbling sound echoed within Lu Bu. The talisman, stuck tightly to his back, unleashed an ink-golden light that, like strands of immortal energy, penetrated even the Vermilion Bird armor, seeping through Lu Bu’s pores and entering his body. As these traces of ink-golden gas entered Lu Bu’s body, a black-golden Kunpeng condensed in the depths of Lu Bu’s soul sea. It would transform into a fish, its back vast and boundless, stretching for countless miles, then into a bird, soaring upwards in the depths of Lu Bu’s soul sea. The condensed Kunpeng scattered myriad rays of light, immediately merging with Lu Bu’s primordial spirit. At this moment, Lu Bu’s physique began to exhibit an ink-golden hue.
“Is this your choice?”
In the deepest recesses of Lu Bu’s soul sea, two indistinct figures emerged, observing the gradual transformation of Lu Bu’s primordial spirit.
“Indeed! I see variables within them. Perhaps in the future, they can lend us a hand!” The two figures, a male and a female, the female spoke softly, her entire being engulfed in crimson flames.
“You overestimate humanity. While humans possess exceptional cultivation talent, far surpassing the myriad races, to touch upon the dominion of the Buried Emperor Mountain will likely take eons. Can they afford to wait? Can we afford to wait?” The man hesitated.
“Do we have any other path?” The woman shook her head and fell silent. The man, hearing this, also closed his eyes, uttering no more words. The two figures gradually vanished into the depths of Lu Bu’s soul sea. At this time, Lu Bu’s physique and primordial spirit were frantically devouring the colossal energy scattered by the Kunpeng. The pure imperial runes originally belonging to Lu Bu in his soul sea began to take on an ink-golden color, bearing a striking resemblance to the runes on the broken stele in the Heavenly Pool. At this moment, Lu Bu’s physique suddenly radiated a golden-yellow light tinged with black. On the back of Lu Bu’s physique, streaks of patterns appeared, interweaving and seeping into his bloodline, gradually forming the image of a Kunpeng in its avian form, its wings spread as if to pierce the very heavens, with specks of starlight swirling around it!
“Boom!”
A majestic halberd, entirely silver-white, appeared above Lu Bu’s primordial spirit. This heavenly halberd contained a dense Kunpeng aura, its runes identical to the imperial runes that protected the original inheritance site. This silver-white halberd began to merge with Lu Bu’s Fangtian Huaji. At this moment, Lu Bu’s physique underwent earth-shattering changes.
The ink-golden light began to temper Lu Bu’s bones and sinews. Every inch of his skin and flesh felt as if billions of ants were gnawing at it. Lu Bu’s face turned pale, and cold sweat poured down his brow. Under the tempering of the ink-golden light, the Kunpeng bloodline and Lu Bu’s bloodline began to fuse intensely. In Lu Bu’s soul sea, the imperial rune presented half crimson and half ink-golden. As the light intertwined, the energies, each occupying half, began to merge. Lu Bu’s physique, already powerful and unparalleled, capable of shaking the heavens, was still torn and bleeding under the fusion of these two energies.
But soon, every inch of torn flesh healed again. At this moment, Lu Bu’s divine sense returned, observing the changes in his primordial spirit and physique. He knew he had inherited a supreme treasure art of the Kunpeng. Moreover, a faint and weak Vermilion Bird aura remained within him. The Great Han Holy Court had an unusual connection with the Vermilion Bird. Their first meeting had granted the Great Han Holy Emperor Yang Hao a significant advancement in his cultivation. This time, although they hadn’t met, Lu Bu knew that without the Vermilion Bird’s permission, he would not have received this. Whether the green-haired headless corpse was truly the Kunpeng Immortal Emperor was debatable, but he was completely incapable of resisting its terrifying imperial might.
He closed his eyes and began to guide the two energies to fuse and integrate harmoniously with the Kunpeng bloodline and himself. The entire process of body reconstruction was akin to being reborn. Everything, from his skin, bloodline, flesh, and bones, to his soul sea and primordial spirit, underwent a qualitative change. The silver-white halberd that appeared in the depths of his soul sea had already merged with the Fangtian Huaji. After an unknown amount of time, the talisman on Lu Bu’s back finally shattered with the release of the last trace of ink-golden gas. His own Dao runes were now entirely ink-golden, with a hint of crimson light!
"Boom!"
Three days later, a terrifying roar erupted from within Lu Bu. His primordial spirit glowed with ink-golden light, and his entire body was suffused with the newly born imperial runes. In the depths of his soul sea, beneath the feet of his primordial spirit, a massive Kunpeng phantom appeared, sometimes as a fish, carrying Lu Bu’s primordial spirit to swim through the soul sea space, and sometimes as a roc, bearing Lu Bu’s primordial spirit to traverse the vast soul sea. After enduring countless trials and tribulations, and the arduous reconstruction of his flesh, Lu Bu had completed the fusion with the Kunpeng bloodline!
One day, Lu Bu opened his eyes. Within his left eye, a divine sun pulsed slightly, emitting terrifying solar power. Within his right eye, a divine moon slowly revolved, radiating lunar power!
“Kunpeng Body Art!”
Lu Bu spoke softly, exhaling a breath of turbid air. He had inherited the powerful body art of the Kunpeng tribe, not their most core cultivation method. As Lu Bu completed his transformation, a ferocious azure dragon materialized behind him, its imperial might vast. An imperial destiny coalesced, and three imperial destinies descended upon the world!
“Not bad!”
Deep within the Ancient Star Path, the man seated in the depths of space surveyed Lu Bu with satisfaction and spoke softly.
“The Great Han Holy Court is filled with variables. Not only the Holy Emperor Yang Hao, but every being entrusted with great responsibility by the Holy Emperor Yang Hao is also a variable, full of mystery and difficult to fathom!”
The woman spoke softly, glancing towards the core of the Ancient Star Path. Her pupils flickered slightly, “We have been out for quite some time. It is time to leave!” As she spoke, she pointed into the void, and a crimson feather instantly appeared before Lu Bu. Then, the two figures vanished into the vast expanse of space.
“Great Leaders emerge, Ancient Star Path in peril!”
The feather shimmered, and several large characters floated in the air. Lu Bu uttered them one by one, his expression changing slightly. He clasped his hands in a fist and bowed respectfully towards the heavens, saying, “Thank you, seniors!” With that, Lu Bu glanced around his surroundings, then shattered the space and left the Ancient Star Path, returning to the Great Han Holy Court.