Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 1551 - 1501: Transformation Complete, Awakening!

Chapter 1551: Chapter 1501: Transformation Complete, Awakening!

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The illusory flames scorched the mottled remnants within the Spirit. The reason Xiao Chen’s Spirit could so swiftly reach the pinnacle of the Turbid Realm earlier largely owed to the Soul-Annihilating Purification Flame!

That flame, drawn from his Spirit the moment he stepped into the Revered Heavy Pavilion, had undergone a prolonged nurturing; it had transformed profoundly beyond recognition!

The more mottled the Soul Power, the more vigorous the purification flame became. Within mere breaths, the illusory flames surged explosively from Xiao Chen’s crown, rapidly spreading throughout his body and wholly melding into the fire!

Billowing black smoke raged like a charging black dragon. Within the smoke, faces appeared—some fierce, some terrified—yet each dissolved into ashes within the flames!

These were remnants of will left behind by the Royal Beast Race’s fortune. Faced with the annihilation of the Soul-Annihilating Purification Flame, these ancient manifestations of will utterly vanished in the expanse of Heaven and Earth.

Deep within Xiao Chen’s Spirit, the diluted Sacred Light began to aggregate anew. Divine radiance of the Heavens intertwined and flowed, as he masterfully controlled the flames, adjusting his Spirit to maximize his ability to devour and absorb the purified pristine will.

The transformation from the Turbid Realm to the Enlightened Realm first requires the accumulation of sufficient Soul Power. The mere term "Enlightened" reveals that such Soul Power transcends mere clarity and purity of a Soul Body—it embodies the complete enlightenment of will, a profound understanding of Heaven and Earth, and the insight into countless Daos!

Thus, this is a genuine qualitative leap. To achieve such a fundamental transformation, every step must be painstakingly cautious and devoid of negligence!

A truly enlightened Spirit can perceive the cycles of millennia in a single thought and trace the rivers of time within moments. This belongs to the domain of Great Divine Power!

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle! Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle! Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

The sounds of burning continued to echo, intertwined with cries of terror born from lost will. Xiao Chen found himself caught in a dual world—a paradise on one hand, a hell on the other!

Half of his Spirit was pitch-black like ink, ceaselessly torn apart by billions of thoughts, twisted in terror. The scene was pure horror!

The other half of his Spirit was sacred as a deity, with flames sweeping away every impurity. His Spirit radiated Sacred Light, resplendent like a true god!

Above Xiao Chen’s head, the fortune of the Royal Beast Race continued to cascade like a celestial river, pouring endlessly as if it would never run dry!

"Consume it! Consume it! My Royal Beast will spans ages, consolidating the will of billions of my clan to ensure your demise, the end of your Dao, and eternal damnation beyond salvation!"

The increasingly ethereal Royal Beast True Spirit had channeled much of its fortune and willpower into Xiao Chen’s Spirit.

Illusory flames emerged intermittently around Xiao Chen, rising with the billowing black smoke—all keenly noticed by him.

However, the Royal Beast True Spirit exhibited no other fluctuations, only resentment and hatred transcending the ages. Possessing part of the Sacred Beast Emperor’s intelligence, it naturally understood that Xiao Chen was refining the fortune’s energy, purging impurities that belonged to the Royal Beast Race!

Long anticipated, this was within its expectations. Xiao Chen dared to come—how could he have had no preparation whatsoever?

The downfall of the Royal Beast Race meant its fortune’s will, lacking support, would soon dissipate as well. For it, annihilation was merely a matter of time!

Thus, it poured every ounce of its fortune into ensuring that the human before it would perish alongside its race!

As its fortune’s energy eroded, the world of Fortune Will began to falter, resembling an ephemeral timespace. Ancient and weathered paintings unfolded, chronicling eras long past!

It featured the clan of the Royal Beast race offering grand chants of ritual, worshiping ancestors, waging conquests, propagating life, witnessing sunrises and moonsets under the Starry Sky, as well as the desolation of blood-stained heavens.

Scenes traversed the river of time—from the rise of the Royal Beast Race in the Desolate Wilds of ancient ages to the blood-stained skies of their obliteration—ending abruptly!

"I, the Emperor, demand your death!"

At last, a hoarse roar, like a beast’s cry, erupted from the lips of the already ethereal Royal Beast True Spirit. Evidently, this was the Emperor’s final cursed oath!

In the next moment, covering itself in flames, the Royal Beast True Spirit charged at Xiao Chen with explosive force, crashing into the tide of Fortune Will!

"The Grievance Of The Sacred Beast—Undying and Eternal!"

Accompanied by a sorrowful howl, the entire Fortune Will world detonated violently. Residual will of the Royal Beast race exploded, transforming into the most turbulent wave ever witnessed, all surging at Xiao Chen!

The Royal Beast Race’s remaining essence delivered a final strike, directed by the Sacred Beast Emperor, emptying all remaining fortune directly into Xiao Chen’s Soul Body!

Like avalanching river waters, it poured out endlessly. Knowing Xiao Chen had already been saturated with countless fortunes, it left him with no respite, aiming to overwhelm him entirely!

"Then I shall slaughter all bloodline heirs of the Royal Beast Race. Let’s see what grievance remains!"

Xiao Chen understood the True Spirit’s intentions full well. Attempting to overwhelm him was futile; the question was whether its fortune carried such Great Power!

"Devour it all!"

Facing the overwhelming tide of Fortune Will, Xiao Chen remained unyielding, allowing its entirety to flood his Spirit. He aimed to drive the remnants of the Emperor’s will into utter despair before annihilating it!

Thunderous rumblings surged from his Soul Body, each wave building upon the last, roaring intensively. The Soul-Annihilating Purification Flame surged momentarily, expanding into a massive fireball, enveloping Xiao Chen in a cocoon of flames.

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BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

As if mountains crumbled and earth split, the Royal Beast Race’s world resonated with sorrowful groans. The Heavens and Earth revealed desolation; blood stained the Void red. Gazing upon the landscape, mountains and rivers were littered with corpses!

A bleak yet harrowing sight unfolded—rivers of blood saturating the Earth. Faced with their extinction, the clan of the Royal Beast Race chose to sacrifice themselves for their nation!

The Earth that nurtured them; they bathed it in their blood. Born of it, raised upon it, and at last buried within it!

Witnessing this scene, even King Long Deng and his divine companions felt a tremor of respect—an unqualified homage transcending racial boundaries, respecting life itself!

This reverence stemmed from an elemental awe of existence—not for individuals nor for thousands, but for tens of millions of lives who stood proudly against enslavement, scattering their blood and bones upon the land of their lineage!

The Heavens mourned on high, and amidst the warfare of races, victory demanded annihilation; survival entailed sacrifice. Such was the truth of the Hundred Realms!

While Xiao Chen entered the Fortune Will column to refine the Royal Beast’s fortune, the four Emperors surrounded it at cardinal points, safeguarded by the watchful Jiao Tu Divine Beast glaring towards the Sky Vault Void!

Despite obliterating the Royal Beast Race’s final remnants, the situation required vigilance. Xiao Chen’s current state was his most vulnerable, tempting outside races to exploit him and eliminate the human race’s Holy Son!

Xiao Chen understood this risk—it was unrealistic to evade detection by other races. Precautions were required!

BOOM!

The Fortune Will column dimmed continuously before shattering completely, scattering boundless fortune across the Sky Vault, rending Heaven and Earth apart!

The scattering Fortune Will coalesced, as if summoned anew, into a massive ethereal cocoon hovering a hundred feet above the ground!

The twisted Void wrapped around the cocoon abnormally, chaos erupting—blood hues and silver gleams intertwined as Divine Lights veiled the Sky Vault in disorder!

An omnipresent will surged mightily through Heaven and Earth. Even the four emperors felt themselves dwarfed by a hidden emerging superiority!

Perceiving this faintly dominant will, King Long Deng and his companions exchanged glances, revealing excitement!

The presence of superior will signified Xiao Chen’s Spirit undergoing transformation, evolving!

ROAR!

The Jiao Tu Divine Beast groaned mournfully, retreating a few enormous paces. Evidently, the proximity of the cocoon challenged its ability to withstand its ferocious aura!

The Fortune Will column’s destruction marked the disintegration of the Royal Beast race’s fortune—though unbeknownst to anyone, this was deliberately orchestrated by the Royal Beast True Spirit. Sacrificing itself to Xiao Chen presented an even perilous advantage compared to annihilation!

BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!

The ethereal cocoon hovered mid-air, radiating waves that engulfed the Sky Vault wholly. The distorted Void grew increasingly chaotic with each passing day.

As time elapsed, the four Emperors sat cross-legged around it, guarding its dimensions and awaiting its completion—a duty consuming not days but decades.

The Jiao Tu Divine Beast shrank until less than ten feet in size, resting upon the Earth in slumber. These past days indulged it boundlessly as innumerable remnants of the Royal Beast entered its maw!

Unexpectedly, ten years elapsed. The four Emperors remained suspended in devotion, transforming into statues of vigilance. Billions perished within these lands; these ten years left their world unaltered—blood-soaked skies hovered ominously, adorned by ceaseless winds!

Across these ten years, devastation matured into haunting darkness—a barren, lifeless landscape suffused by eerie silence. The world felt utterly dead!

THUMP!

Suddenly, a single pulse resounded, shaking calm desolation throughout Heaven and Earth. The four Emperors promptly opened their eyes!

A piercing wave, comparable to thunderous descent across Nine Heavens, arose—this awakening startled the world!

"It’s stirring!" King Long Deng’s gaze sparkled, consumed by joy. Ten years spent guarding—at last revealed fruit!

THUMP!

The second pulse followed without warning, causing ripples straining the Void forcefully—it pinned the four Emperors immobile!

Such was the Spirit’s frozen awaken—a state where veins pumped warmth amidst locked souls within suspended realms—instilling profound surrender against fragmented cognition!

PS: Three days of draft struggles—first failed saves, then endless writer’s blocks—building to failure perpetually. Finishing drafts appears impossible without prideful boasts; ambition demands arrogance aside flinch-worthy commentary!

Shall foresee October’s boasting embrace overwriting ambition wildly relentless procrastinations withholding satisfaction’s bliss!>

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