Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 1033 - 1029: Seventh Transformation

Miao Qingjie didn’t notice anything unusual.

And the disciples of Star-picking Cliff probably didn’t notice anything unusual about this fragment either.

Only I felt as if I had died once, enduring the impact of a dragon’s roar.

So this isn’t a backlash?

At the same time, in the underground Scripture Hall of the Great Bright Peak, Chu Liezhao’s green robe suddenly puffed up.

His face was pale, yet violent power began to surge from his body.

The four elders in the center of the Scripture Hall suddenly opened their eyes, their gazes sharp.

They slowly floated up, straightened their legs to the ground, then drifted like feathers, lightly landing behind several rows of bookshelves, coming before Chu Liezhao.

Chu Liezhao was slowly floating up.

His green robe puffed up like a ball, and his body seemed to be pulled from the ground by an invisible force, gradually rising.

Their expressions changed slightly.

They felt a vast, irresistible mighty power pouring into Chu Liezhao’s body.

"Is this..." The four looked at each other.

They had never encountered such a situation.

"Is he going to break through?" an elder frowned. "It’s not the path of the Infinite Brightness Scripture."

"Is it a Miracle Technique practiced in the Phoenix?" another elder said in a deep voice, "Such power is by no means an ordinary cultivation technique."

All four elders nodded.

This was a vast mighty power that made them all tremble, seemingly not inferior to the Infinite Brightness Scripture.

"What should we do?"

"Let’s wait and see, we can’t rashly interfere."

They could only watch Chu Liezhao, watching as his body floated up to a height of one zhang and stopped.

The vast mighty power continuously poured down, flooding into his body, as if he were a bottomless pit, continuously devouring it.

The four elders simultaneously released their own power, shielding the surroundings, preventing the overflowing mighty power from damaging the bookshelves.

In a short time, they felt strained, and their foreheads began to emit white steam.

"This isn’t good." an elder said in a deep voice.

The power overflowing from Chu Liezhao became increasingly strong, and they could not hold it back.

"Should we wake up the Ninth Prince?"

"Let’s wait a moment." an elder with a maroon face said in a deep voice.

They stared intently at Chu Liezhao, not missing any subtle changes.

Visibly, the overflowing power did not dissipate; instead, it lingered outside his body, becoming increasingly rich.

Threads of golden light swirled around, growing denser, eventually enveloping him in a sphere of golden light.

The golden light became more intense, eventually making it seem like a gold silk cocoon enveloped him, resembling a golden cocoon at first glance.

The gold silk contracted and expanded, as if breathing.

The four elders exchanged a glance, vaguely guessing that he was breaking through.

"Could it be that the Ninth Prince is enlightened from reading the Martial Arts Notes, leading to a breakthrough?"

"It’s said that the Ninth Prince has exceptional comprehension, rare in the world, truly living up to his reputation!"

"I was skeptical at first, but it was like being a frog at the bottom of a well!"

"The same being a frog at the bottom of a well, it’s unimaginable how high comprehension can be, eye-opening!"

"It’s a pity it’s not the Infinite Brightness Scripture."

"What Miracle Technique is this?"

"It’s profoundly miraculous..."

They whispered, knowing that Chu Liezhao was now in an unusual state, unable to hear them.

——

Miao Qingjie laughed, "Mr. Sun, what do you think? Can you feel anything?"

"A bit different."

Leng Tieya slowly nodded, sensing the situation over on Chu Liezhao’s side.

Chu Liezhao was in a state of pain, a state he was quite familiar with.

It was precisely the purifying and rebirth.

He had benefited from something, from the dragon’s roar in the broken sword fragments.

The purple dragon in the void had already transformed into a golden dragon, reaching the seventh transformation of the Heavenly Dragon Introduction.

After this, it could be imagined that Chu Liezhao’s body would become even more formidable.

"What’s different?" Miao Qingjie asked eagerly. "Can you detect the aura on it?"

"Faintly, faintly." Leng Tieya said helplessly, "Not very clear."

But Miao Qingjie was overjoyed, "Being able to sense the aura is good enough!"

He shook his head and said, "The aura on this sword is retracted, and after so many years, it should have dissipated quite a lot. No one in our sect can sense the aura on this, and Mr. Sun, you are the first!"

Leng Tieya frowned, "Young Master Miao, I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but it feels faint, very indistinct."

"Then it can’t be wrong." Miao Qingjie was more confident than Leng Tieya himself, laughing softly, "We have hope!"

Leng Tieya smiled wryly and shook his head, "I really have no confidence."

He knew that Miao Qingjie’s confidence came from that peculiar man who could see fortune, that Mr. Chu.

And not from confidence in himself.

Miao Qingjie felt uplifted, excited, his eyes shining: "Mr. Sun, if there is a glimmer of hope, then we must try!"

"Let’s rest for the night," Leng Tieya said, "I’ll regain my spirits and then try sensing again to see if it was an illusion."

Miao Qingjie stood up: "Then I’ll go ahead, and visit you again tomorrow, sir."

Leng Tieya hurriedly pushed the small box over, smiling: "Alright, see you tomorrow."

...

"It’s coming out!"

An elder suddenly spoke.

The four of them watched the violently fluctuating golden cocoon intently.

Breaths held, ready to restrain the wild power at any moment, to protect the bookshelf.

Even though copies exist, losing these books would be a tremendous loss.

The golden cocoon suspended in air contracted and expanded more strongly, growing thinner.

Eventually, the golden cocoon turned into a white cocoon, revealing the figure of Chu Liezhao inside.

Chu Liezhao was posed in a strange stance, stepping on the void.

The light flowed on his green robe, which was the Moonlight Frost Robe showing its magical use.

The white cocoon became transparent and finally turned into nothingness, while Chu Liezhao remained standing in the void.

"Hoo... shhh..."

His extended breath sounded like the whistling wind, echoing throughout the great hall.

The four elders secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then involuntarily retreated two steps.

In a daze, standing in the void was not Chu Liezhao, but an imposing giant dragon.

Before this giant dragon, they were as small and weak as ants, even a single breath could kill them.

"Your Highness..." an elder couldn’t help but call out.

Chu Liezhao slowly opened his eyes.

Two beams of golden light broke through the sky instantly, making the four elders tearful.

They involuntarily closed their eyes.

Chu Liezhao floated to the ground, clasping his fists in apology: "Four elders, my apologies."

They operated their cultivation technique on their eyes, alleviating the burning pain, wiped away tears, and said bitterly with a smile: "Congratulations, Your Highness."

Chu Liezhao smiled: "It’s just some progress, was there any mishap?"

He glanced around and breathed in relief: "Fortunately, fortunately, that was reckless of me."

"What is the technique Your Highness is practicing...?"

An elder couldn’t suppress his curiosity, although he knew he shouldn’t ask, he still couldn’t help but inquire.

"Heavenly Dragon Introduction," Chu Liezhao smiled: "A secret Miracle Technique passed down in the Phoenix Dynasty."

"Heavenly Dragon Introduction..."

The four elders chewed on the name thoughtfully.

This Twelfth Princess bore the Phoenix Bloodline, and the Ninth Prince, as the Prince Consort, practiced this Heavenly Dragon Introduction.

Dragon and Phoenix united.

Clearly, this is a special Miracle Technique practiced by the Twelfth Princess’s husband, likely beneficial to the Twelfth Princess’s cultivation.

Alas...

The Ninth Prince is such a prodigy, yet became a live-in Prince Consort; truly is...

They had thoughts flickering but didn’t show a trace, all marveling at the Miracle Technique.

Chu Liezhao also found the Heavenly Dragon Introduction profound.

A golden dragon, three hundred meters long and as thick as ten people encircling, surged in the void.

If manifested, this golden dragon could sweep a palace away with a single tail swing.

Such absolute power, unceasingly poured down, continuously strengthening his body, granting him immortal strength.

Moreover, this overwhelming mighty power was interspersed with spiritual power.

Keeping his mind constantly strengthened.

For him, this was most precious.

This continuous spiritual power could be directly transferred to Leng Tieya and the main body Chu Zhiyuan.

Greatly beneficial to cultivation.

——

The next day, as dawn was breaking, Miao Qingjie came to visit.

Leng Tieya didn’t say much, after inviting him in, he took the small black box, extracted the piece of broken sword fragment, and closed his eyes to sense.

The long dragon’s roar echoed in his mind again.

Instantly his vision blackened, like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished anytime.

Constant spiritual power infused into him, keeping him conscious.

He strove to discard the dragon’s roar interference, concentrated his mind, trying to capture some aura.

Empty, vague.

As if it was there.

Like a scent, the harder the nose tries to capture it, the less it captures.

He calmed his mind, letting his heart and spirit empty, maintaining a strange state of presence and absence.