The river of time between existence and non-existence, due to a sudden, inexplicable cold snort, collapsed violently.
Chen Luo, who had now ascended to the supreme, was instantly blasted out of the river of time by this cold snort.
But at the very moment Chen Luo was completely expelled from the river of time, he vaguely saw,
Three hundred years from now, an indescribable, colossal shadow loomed at the end of time, devouring all future possibilities of this world!
This was the owner of the voice, a terrifying existence that dominated the downstream of the river of time. But before Chen Luo could get a closer look, an explosion echoed from the end of the river of time.
*Bang!!!*
The river of time between existence and non-existence suddenly dissipated before Chen Luo's eyes, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.
But Chen Luo knew very well that as the Grandmaster of the Heavenly Dao, in a single thought, he had seen the past of a million years ago and the future of three hundred years from now.
"Interesting, sensing my observation in the future and blasting me back?"
"But why didn't it try to truly attack me upstream in the river of time?"
"Did it not want to, or could it not?"
Recalling the explosion he heard in the final moment, Chen Luo had some guesses about the future of this world.
"Master, Master!"
Long Ji's somewhat anxious calls pulled Chen Luo back from his thoughts.
Chen Luo had submerged himself into the river of time just now, but in Long Ji's eyes, her master had suddenly stopped in place again, unresponsive to any calls.
This had frightened Long Ji into thinking Chen Luo had some lingering after-effects from the recent great tribulation.
Looking at Long Ji's worried gaze, Chen Luo casually waved his hand, "Don't worry, I'm fine. Let's go, let's go see Linglong. Judging by her aura, her transformation is almost complete."
With that, Chen Luo stepped into the air first. Long Ji's brows relaxed slightly, and she quickly followed.
The two walked to the suspended cocoon of light. In their sight, the boundless spiritual energy of the vast ocean seemed to be drawn by some unknown force, rapidly surging into the cocoon.
Chen Luo saw even more. Within the cocoon, the pink and white young dragon seemed to have traversed countless eras at lightning speed.
Its dragon horns became exquisite, its scales grew thicker, and in just a short moment, it no longer resembled the young dragon it was at the beginning of its transformation.
Even more astonishing was the immortal essence within Linglong.
In fact, after the multiple great tribulations, the spiritual power within Linglong had been partially converted, possessing the nature of semi-immortal essence. But now, under the favor of heaven and earth, this power had undergone further condensation.
The milky white spiritual power, under the rules of heaven and earth, gradually transformed into radiant immortal essence.
And each standard unit of immortal essence was a hundred times more potent than the spiritual crystal power of the ninth level of Ascension to Immortality!
In fact, depending on the power during the tribulation, the degree of condensation of the immortal essence would also vary.
The immortal essence of ordinary Ascended Immortals was only ten times more potent than the spiritual crystal power of the peak of the Dao Path.
But Linglong, with the supreme bloodline of a true dragon, had just broken through the tribulation, and the immortal essence within her was condensed to more than ten times that of an ordinary first-level Ascended Immortal.
This would greatly benefit Linglong's future development. Whether in cultivation, combat, or comprehending heavenly dao spiritual patterns, this more condensed immortal essence would allow Linglong to achieve twice the results with half the effort.
Of course, cultivators were not without means to further condense their immortal essence. For example, some special cultivation techniques and treasures had certain effects.
But compared to the improvement granted by the Heavenly Dao after the great tribulation, the difference was as vast as heaven and earth.
And the gap between cultivators was widened in these successive advancements!
When the spiritual energy drawn from the sky stopped flowing, Chen Luo and Long Ji both felt a strange premonition!
The next moment!
*Bang!!!*
The suspended, radiant cocoon of light violently shattered, and countless fragments of the cocoon returned to the purest essence and energy, nourishing the surrounding heaven and earth.
The cultivation of spiritual energy by cultivators in this world was not a simple act of plunder. As cultivators continuously refined spiritual energy, the spiritual power they possessed would in turn promote the improvement of the entire world's spiritual energy.
Even the fall of any Ascended Immortal was like a giant whale sinking into the deep sea.
One whale fall, ten thousand things grow, and the entire world would become more prosperous.
Therefore, it was not without reason that heaven and earth favored the civilization of spiritual energy.
As the cocoon of light shattered, a pure aura of life spread throughout the world!
Within the cocoon of light, streams of pure and natural immortal light scattered throughout the entire world!
This was the further feedback of an Ascended Immortal to the world!
At the same time, a high-pitched dragon roar echoed over the vast ocean!
With the dragon's roar, ten thousand miles of azure waves surged, and countless deep-sea spirits surfaced. The living beings instinctively celebrated the birth of an Ascended Immortal!
Under the illumination of this nascent immortal light, all living beings present now had the possibility of absorbing spiritual energy and transforming into demons.
And at the center of the endless immortal light, a small, silver-white dragon proudly floated above the azure waves. The nobility from its bloodline and the suppression of its life rank caused the beings on the sea surface to instinctively show their submission.
The silver dragon's closed eyes slowly opened. Unlike Long Ji's silver eyes, Linglong's pupils were now one gold and one silver.
Heterochromia, in a sense, reflected the two supreme bloodlines within Linglong's body.
The confusion within the dragon's eyes gradually receded, a sharp glint flashed, and the little dragon excitedly flew towards Long Ji and Chen Luo.
With just a gentle swim, space was torn apart, startling Linglong, who quickly stabilized herself, looking at her dragon claws with disbelief.
After all, even the true disciples of the other Ten Great Sects, at the first level of Ascension to Immortality, had achieved the feat of tearing space with the help of flying divine ships.
But the Linglong, who had just completed her transformation, was now so physically powerful!
Long Ji looked at the somewhat dazed Linglong and couldn't help but smile knowingly. She actively flew to Linglong's side:
"Silly daughter, you were human for so many years, of course, you're not used to your true dragon form."
"Moreover, after you entered Ascension to Immortality, this true dragon body has transformed into an immortal dragon body. Its physical strength is unmatched on the entire primordial continent."
"Roar! (Mother! What should I do then!)"
Long Ji reached out and tapped Linglong's exquisite dragon horn, "Silly girl, think carefully. When you transformed, the Heavenly Dao should have already given you the shapeshifting technique."
"Transform into human form first. After all, you are most familiar with that form. Then you can slowly adapt to the immortal dragon body."
Linglong's expression brightened upon hearing this. After closing her eyes for a moment, mysterious spiritual patterns floated from her body.
Heaven-bestowed Dao techniques require no familiarization. When great demons ascend to immortality, they naturally gain the instinct to transform into humans.
As spiritual patterns converged and immortal light flickered, the majestic silver dragon gradually transformed into a human form within the light.
Meanwhile, Long Ji and Chen Luo's expressions became somewhat strange.