Manifestation of Visions

Xiao Ruobai's vitality and blood completely transformed into a dazzling golden color, surging through his blood vessels like liquid solar divine gold, exuding boundless life force and supreme majesty.

His bones let out an endless series of cracking sounds, as if divine gold was being recast, naturally generating Dao marks.

His skin was as lustrous as jade, yet hidden beneath it was a terrifying power capable of shaking mountains.

His spiritual sense expanded and solidified at an unprecedented speed. His perception of the various energies and rules between heaven and earth became incredibly clear, as if a thin veil had been lifted from the entire world in his eyes.

Fang Hanyu's transformation was more restrained yet equally astonishing.

The chaotic sword qi around him completely retracted into his body. His entire being became unadorned and simple, as if merging with the surrounding void, his aura ethereal and profound.

However, his sword heart was as clear as a mirror, reflecting the essence of all things, and his understanding of the Sword Dao leaped to a whole new level.

Every inch of his flesh and blood seemed to have been thoroughly cleansed by the most primordial chaotic qi, containing indescribable resilience and potential, as if he himself were a Dao sword nurtured in chaos.

Grand phenomena naturally manifested along with this!

Behind Xiao Ruobai, the phantom of a vast ancient battlefield unfolded. It was not illusory, but carried a boundless and heavy historical aura.

War banners fluttered, and phantoms of gods and demons stood in great numbers. A phantom of an indomitable golden God of War condensed. Its battle intent was not berserk, but transformed into a radiant divine might that suppressed the heavens and protected all living beings—the God of War Descending phenomenon!

Around Fang Hanyu, space seemed to return to the origin before chaos was divided, a hazy expanse of primordial mist.

Within it, an innate sword light, seemingly born at the very beginning of the universe's creation, quietly emerged. It silently pierced through the chaos, separating the clear from the murky, birthing yin and yang, and evolving the scenes of earth, water, fire, wind, and the birth and death of all things and spirits.

Ultimately, all phenomena converged and returned to that seemingly weak yet infinitely possible chaotic sword seed within his body—the Chaos Splitting Heaven phenomenon!

The majestic pressure naturally emitted by the two peerless phenomena within the limited space of the tower crushed and collided with each other, causing the Heaven Reaching Tower to buzz.

Ancient runes on the tower walls lit up autonomously, with rosy light flowing, doing their utmost to stabilize the space, as if even they struggled to fully bear this power.

However, the expected mutual destruction did not occur.

Under the subtle guidance of the Dao Enlightenment Tea's Dao rhythm and the origin qi of the innate spiritual marrow, the two great phenomena actually began to blend!

That phantom of the golden God of War took a step forward and majestically stood in that nothingness of unopened chaos!

The monstrous battle intent around him intertwined with the chaotic qi. Not only did they not repel each other, but they also complemented one another, causing their momentum to soar even higher!

And that heaven-splitting sword light acted like an agile swimming dragon, flying around the God of War, cleaving the chaos ahead for him and evolving the mysterious yellow of heaven and earth, as if paving a supreme stage for his conquests!

The overwhelming might, the profoundness of the Dao rhythm, and the boundlessness of the power far exceeded any single phenomenon. It seemed to contain infinite possibilities and the embryonic form of supreme combat power, shocking the heart!

Phenomena fusion! Great Dao resonance!

Ling Qiong watched until his soul swayed, crying out in shock.

This... is this the legendary embryonic form of a Supreme Phenomenon?! The Dao of these two, one being ultimate combat and the other chaotic sword intent, can actually be so perfectly compatible and complementary?! Heavens...

The last trace of arrogance in his heart, originating from a Half-Saint, vanished completely. His awe for the potential of Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu reached its peak, and he became completely dead set on following them.

Fatty Wang was pressured into a corner by the grand phenomena and blending Dao rhythms. His chubby face was pale, and his vitality and blood churned, but his small eyes were wide open, staring fixedly at that picture of the Chaos God of War Splitting the Heavens, trying hard to comprehend the trace of unyielding battle intent and true meaning of chaos flowing within it.

The spiritual power within his Purple Prefecture boiled madly, and his bottleneck loosened violently. Taking advantage of this excellent opportunity, with a soft poof, he naturally broke through to the late stage of the Purple Prefecture Realm!

While circulating his cultivation technique to resist the pressure, he cheered with wild joy in his heart: I struck it rich! I struck it rich! I can even break through by mooching off the phenomena of my big brother and second brother! I, your Fatty Lord, am indeed a genius!

The grand phenomena lasted for a long time before slowly retracting, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, ultimately perfectly merging into the bodies of Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu, becoming the most solid and dazzling part of their Heavenly Human Realm Dao foundations.

They continued to absorb and refine the remaining vast spiritual qi and origin. Their auras gradually became heavy and restrained, yet appeared even more profound and vast, like an abyss or an ocean.

After a long while, Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu opened their eyes almost simultaneously.

Divine light was hidden within their eyes, as if galaxies were flowing, chaos was being split, and battle intent was concealed.

The auras around their bodies were as deep as the sea, a world of difference from before their breakthrough.

The Heavenly Human Realm was achieved!

Moreover, relying on their unparalleled foundations and the support of massive resources, they firmly stood at the peak of the early Heavenly Human Realm as soon as they broke through, only a step away from the middle stage!

The space inside the tower gradually returned to calm, leaving only the faint sound of pure spiritual qi flowing.

Fatty Wang watched his two brothers successfully break through, feeling delighted in his heart, as if he could already see the beautiful days of himself walking sideways in the future.

Unable to sit idle, his small eyes darted around, and he quickly locked onto the quaint teapot that Xiao Ruobai had casually placed aside.

Inside the pot were the already brewed Dao Enlightenment Tea leaves, along with less than half a pot of clear, golden tea.

A faint, yet still soul-captivating residual tea fragrance drifted into Fatty Wang's nose.

Although this fragrance was not as rich as before, it was still an irresistible temptation to him.

Gulp! He swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, his chubby face written with desire.

He first looked shiftily at Fang Hanyu, who was in a state of meditation, and then carefully leaned close to Xiao Ruobai. Lowering his voice, he asked with a bit of flattery and anticipation:

Big brother... um... the leftover tea dregs and water in the pot... you see... it's quite a waste... could you... let your Fatty Lord... er, no, let your little brother have a taste?

Xiao Ruobai glanced at Fatty Wang, then at the teapot. He seemed to see through his little schemes but didn't mind. He just nodded faintly, silently giving his permission.

Then he closed his eyes again to continue stabilizing his cultivation.

Receiving his big brother's approval, Fatty Wang immediately beamed with joy, as if he had received some massive heavenly grace.

He carefully picked up the teapot, first aiming the spout at his big mouth. With an extremely skilled flick and tilt of his wrist, he accurately poured all the remaining, golden tea into his mouth without leaving a single drop.

He smacked his lips, still wanting more, savoring the lingering aftertaste that filled his mouth with saliva and cleared his mind.

Ling Qiong, who was watching from the side, felt his soul body fluctuate again, wailing inwardly: This is Dao Enlightenment Tea! This seat can't even smell the true scent of the tea water! And this damn fatty actually gets to drink it!!

After drinking the tea, Fatty Wang was still unsatisfied. He stuck his chubby fingers into the pot and carefully dug out the few tea leaves that had unfolded, their color slightly dim but still flowing with Dao marks.

He stuffed them into his mouth like treasures and began to chew them with relish, revealing an expression of utter satisfaction on his face.

Ling Qiong could no longer bear to watch. He turned around in grief and indignation, his soul phantom dimming by a few degrees.

Fatty Wang chewed on the tea leaves, a look of immense satisfaction on his face as if he were savoring the most exquisite delicacy in the world.

However, a brief moment later, the satisfaction on his face was gradually replaced by a peculiar look of bewilderment.