Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 686 - 530: The Erosion of Darkness, Cultivating the Pangu Immortal Body_2

Chapter 686: Chapter 530: The Erosion of Darkness, Cultivating the Pangu Immortal Body_2

Even if one has a profound understanding of The Great Dao, what can it do when The Great Dao completely vanishes? Seeking to harness the Power of the Great Dao would be futile, as there is nowhere to borrow from.

Just from this point alone, Wang Yang could imagine the terror of the darkness.

"What should I do?"

Wang Yang’s expression was grave, but his heart was still filled with numerous doubts.

After all, the Marks of the Heavens he now possessed were formed only through the understanding and condensation of The Great Dao.

But as for how to resist the darkness, he really didn’t have a clear idea.

"Fellow Daoist need not worry. The darkness devours the power of The Great Dao because the Power of the Great Dao from those Ancestral Stars has not been disseminated. But just like The Great Dao that everyone in the Void knows, the darkness cannot consume it."

"And from another perspective, the Marks of the Heavens on Fellow Daoist’s body are equivalent to the condensation of The Great Dao."

"If Fellow Daoist can comprehend the Great Dao of the Ancestral Stars and take them away, then these Great Daos will leave behind their origins. With the origins in place, the darkness cannot erode those Great Daos."

The Great Elder explained this to Wang Yang, who then understood that the endless darkness could not simply devour whatever Ancestral Star it wished.

But rather, it targeted certain Ancestral Stars with a purpose.

For the Power of the Great Dao on those Ancestral Stars exists only on those stars, nowhere else.

This also led to the uniqueness of those Great Daos.

The Pangu Clan controls myriad daos, distributing the origins of The Great Dao to the Ancestral Stars, and what is given out is the origin of The Great Dao.

Each time these origins are devoured, it means the heavens lose a type of The Great Dao.

"Wang Yang is willing to go to the Ancestral Stars!"

Wang Yang bowed with his hands clasped, speaking earnestly to the Great Elder.

Now he understood that of the entire Pangu Clan, perhaps only he could comprehend the Marks of the Heavens, which is why the Pangu Clan needed him.

The most crucial point being that comprehending the Marks of the Heavens could also make his Primordial Spirit even stronger.

By then, becoming a Two-Step Saint would bring about earth-shattering changes in his combat power.

"Don’t be in a rush. I see that after Fellow Daoist returned through the passage, your Primordial Spirit has greatly improved, but your body is no longer keeping up."

"Fellow Daoist should first cultivate within the Pangu Clan, raise your physical strength, and then think about heading to the Ancestral Stars."

The Great Elder’s attitude towards Li Xiu was getting better and better, of course, this was also because Wang Yang was willing to help them: "Moreover, Fellow Daoist will not go directly to the Ancestral Stars that are being corroded by darkness. You should get accustomed first; someone will guide you there when the time comes."

"Many thanks to the Great Elder!"

Wang Yang did not refuse, after all, this was for his own sake.

Upon leaving the wooden house, the Eighth Elder Tian Ze was already waiting for him at the door.

Seeing the ever-present Tian Ze, Wang Yang began to wonder if the Eighth Elder was specifically running errands for the Great Elder.

"Daoist Wang Yang, our Pangu Clan has only one wooden house; the rest are all stone houses."

"Among them are many vacant rooms, and Fellow Daoist is free to choose."

The Eighth Elder pointed to the densely packed stone houses below the wooden house and said, "You needn’t worry about safety issues, although these are stone houses, they are by no means inferior to secret chambers."

"Many thanks, Elder!"

Wang Yang also said with a bow.

Afterward, Wang Yang collected his thoughts, for the pressing matter was to first have his body adapt to his Primordial Spirit.

The Eighth Elder said nothing more, smilingly leading Wang Yang to a stone house then departing.

Only when Wang Yang truly entered the stone house did he discover that, just like the deceptively small yet exceptionally large wooden house, these densely packed stone houses contained their own cave heavens.

The stone house didn’t seem large from the outside, but the space inside was actually quite vast.

Wang Yang was certain each of these houses possessed Space Power, or else such an effect would be impossible.

Yet after a brief inspection, what seemed to be a small stone house could accommodate three rooms.

Though not comparable to the grand internal structure of the wooden house, it was more than sufficient for Wang Yang.

He found a room that was clearly a Cultivation Room, and after entering, Wang Yang began to cultivate.

His body was already at the level of The Saint’s Body, undergoing a complete transformation and becoming incredibly strong when he attained saintliness.

However, his Primordial Spirit surged suddenly, making it somewhat difficult for his body to adapt.

Even though Wang Yang’s strength had improved quite a bit due to the enhancement of his Primordial Spirit, relatively speaking, his body seemed frail.

Ordinarily, one might not notice anything amiss, and might even experience an increase in strength.

But in actual combat, the slightest disharmony could perhaps be Wang Yang’s greatest hidden danger.

Originally, the Pangu True Form he cultivated had achieved Pangu True Body Perfection with the help of the Southern Immortal Volcano, leaving no room for further improvement.

Now, Wang Yang could only first stimulate his physical body, to get his flesh accustomed to it sooner.

"Daoist Wang Yang!"

Just as Wang Yang was about to disperse a burst of spiritual energy to train the pure strength of his physical body, someone suddenly came to visit from outside the door.

Wang Yang immediately stopped and walked out from the inside.

At the door stood an elder he did not recognize.

"Elder, is there something you need?"

The visitor was a Two-Step Saint, so Wang Yang’s address of him as an elder wasn’t the least bit excessive.

"This is from the Great Elder for you. I am just here to deliver this; you are cultivating so I won’t disturb you."

The elder wasn’t swayed by Wang Yang’s respectful address, speaking in a way that treated Wang Yang as an equal.

Indeed, the Pangu Clan’s elders who had seen Wang Yang knew that after emerging from the passageway, his Primordial Spirit had surged, and advancing to Two-Step Saint was just a matter of time.

Even having such powerful strength of the Primordial Spirit, once he became a Two-Step Saint, he wouldn’t be an ordinary one either.

It was only natural to forge a good relationship now.

Besides, the entire Pangu Clan’s hopes were still placed on Wang Yang.

"Many thanks to the Great Elder, and thank you as well, Elder!"

Wang Yang received something resembling a bamboo slip from the elder’s hand, the four large characters "Pangu’s True Form" on it left Wang Yang somewhat puzzled.

Nevertheless, he expressed his courteousness to the elder.

"Now that the item has been delivered, I won’t disturb your cultivation any longer."

The elder had no intention of further conversation with Wang Yang and prepared to leave.

"I respectfully see off the elder!"

Wang Yang watched the elder leave without further ado and called out after hesitating for a moment.

When the person had gone, Wang Yang returned to the stone hut with the bamboo slip.

In the cultivation room, Wang Yang opened the bamboo slip with curiosity.

The slip wasn’t made of bamboo, but of stone.

Wang Yang could understand that, after all, even his current dwelling was made of stone.

As for the contents of the slip, Wang Yang was aware of them, and they were not much different from the method of cultivating Pangu’s True Form he had received from the Heart of Pangu.

However, beyond the part about cultivating Pangu’s True Form to great achievement, there were some additional details.

Upon closer inspection, they were indeed the subsequent cultivation methods following Pangu’s True Form.

Originally, Wang Yang felt a hint of regret, as Pangu’s True Form indeed provided extraordinary enhancement to the physical body, but since he had already achieved great success, the Great Elder’s cultivation method seemed useless.

But now, Wang Yang realized the terrifying foresight of the Great Elder.

The elder had not only discerned that he had perfected the cultivation of Pangu’s True Form but also sent the subsequent cultivation methods.

Taking a deep breath, he held the bamboo slip in his hand.

In his heart, Wang Yang silently expressed his gratitude to the Great Elder.

After the ceremony had passed, Wang Yang reopened the bamboo slip to practice the subsequent techniques of Pangu’s True Form.

After reading it carefully, Wang Yang learned that after achieving great success with Pangu’s True Form, there was an even more domineering name, the Pangu Immortal Body!

Of course, the practice was extremely stringent, and not just any ordinary person could successfully cultivate it.

Not to mention the need for a copious supply of the Origin of the Great Dao, just the act of shattering one’s Primordial Spirit to blend it into every drop of blood and every inch of one’s veins alone was enough to intimidate countless people.

If this bamboo slip hadn’t come from the Great Elder himself, Wang Yang would certainly think it was merely mocking him.

But now, Wang Yang was truly eager to properly cultivate this Pangu Immortal Body.

Even in his eyes, this cultivation technique seemed tailor-made for him.

After all, only he could consolidate the Marks of the Heavens to strengthen his Primordial Spirit.

Wang Yang was even impatient to merge his Primordial Spirit into his body and experience the sheer dominance of the Pangu Immortal Body firsthand.

With a calm mind and spirit, Wang Yang sat motionless in meditative sitting within the cultivation room.

At that moment, a flash of light outside the stone hut made it seem as though it had concealed itself among the stone buildings.

Being cautious, Wang Yang first split off a wisp of his Primordial Spirit and slowly brought it towards his blood under his control.

Following the method taught in the bamboo slip, he guided the Primordial Spirit into the blood, threading it through the blood over and over again, like threading a needle.

In the end, Wang Yang used the Power of a Saint to forcefully squeeze the Primordial Spirit into the blood.