“So it turns out that this golden blood is a trace of the power of time that had dissolved in my blood. Let’s temporarily call it the ‘Blood of Time’. This streak of blood should bring no harm to me but benefits instead. With this blood, I can use a trace of time power…”
Ning Fan let out a sigh of relief. His eyes turned solemn and at the next moment, a trace of golden purple mist revolved around his fingertips.
He looked at the mist in silence. In the past, he did not understand why the mist was golden purple. Now, however, he seemed to have found the answer.
The color of purple remained unchanged but the color of gold had become slightly deeper.
The color of purple represented the Immortal Sovereign’s Dao while the color of gold was the power of time!
It was a technique that Ning Fan comprehended on his own by imitating the power of Samsara.
Now, only then did he realize that he created this technique by imitating the power of Samsara from the perspective of time. The power that weathered out everything depended on the power of time which was gold in color.
An interval of time is worth an ounce of gold…
He then absorbed the Blood of Time into his body. He now concluded that the Blood of Time was something useful that would enhance the power of his Wind Mist Finger. As such, it was a blessing to him.
That crystal had increased his magic power by one hundred thousand units and gave him a trace of Blood of Time. For a moment, it really urged him to steal the other six crystals too.
He finally understood the reason why the dignified Red Cloud Rain Sovereign would try to steal the crystals. Perhaps what Red Cloud Rain Sovereign wanted was not the power of the crystals, but the power of time.
Although the crystals were good, one needed to stay alive to enjoy them.
Not to mention Ning Fan who was not able to steal the remaining six crystals for now, it was definitely an unwise move even if he had the capabilities.
The seventh floor of the Lost World Tower lost its time distortion effect due to the loss of the crystal. However, since it was rare for Void Fragmentation Realm experts to come to the Lost World Tower, who would find out about the missing crystal?
If the time distortion of the first six floors of the tower are also ruined, the matter about Ning Fan stealing the crystals would be immediately exposed.
It was obviously unwise.
Setting all thoughts aside, Ning Fan calmed his breathing, trying to adjust his condition to its best.
His magic power which used to be the weakest of all the three types of power he possessed had been improved. Now, all three types of power: magic power, demon power and devil qi had attained the Mid Divine Transformation Realm.
Right afterwards, Ning Fan would try to merge these three types of power together, just like how he combined his three kinds of divine intents.
In the past, he had merged his Divine Intent of Rain, Devil Intent of Evil Luo Mountain and the Demon Intent of Fu Li into a portrait. That brand-new intent realm was his longing for his past in the Seven Apricot City, a determination to freeze all of his past in Samsara.
With the experience of merging his intent realms beforehand, it would not be too difficult for him to combine his three powers.
Ning Fan’s goal was to break the restriction of race and wipe out all the traces of the divine cultivators, demon cultivators and devil cultivators.
From now on, he was neither a member of the divine race, the demon race nor the devil race…
He was just Ning Fan!
Three days later, Ning Fan’s eyes beamed with energy as he bellowed.
“Condense!”
As soon as he uttered that word, black snow began to fall in the vicinity of ten thousand li* (500m per li). Ning Fan’s body was coiled with violet light, as if he had put on a purple robe. A plum tree with bloody plum blossoms and dark trunks appeared behind him.
This portrait was formed with three kinds of divine intent. They were completely different from each other and their natures contrasted among themselves. Despite that, they were integrated into one and it was done depending on Ning Fan’s stubbornness and memories.
He was never stubborn over his race. What mattered to him the most was whether he had the capabilities to protect his family or not.
Be it being a divine cultivator, a demon cultivator or a devil cultivator… Whichever path he chose, he was still Ning Fan after all.
“Combine!”
The three types of powers started to combine together. After Emperor Ancient Chaos’s death, no one could perform such a pioneering act. It was really unexpected that someone like Ning Fan who cultivated all three types of power would appear in later generations!
The devil qi merged with the demon power and the demon power overlapped with the magic power.
Occasionally, Ning Fan’s body would seethe with thick devil qi, radiate the light of divinity and give off immense demonic qi.
Three distinct temperaments eventually disappeared without a trace.
One month later, Ning Fan opened his eyes. There wasn’t the benevolence of the divine cultivators, the thirst for blood of the devils and the treacherous demeanor of the demons.
What he had on his face was just an easygoing expression like before.
“I am who I am!”
He suddenly rose to his feet. After the combination of the three types of powers, his magic power had become dominant.
Additionally, this magic power had 293130 units in total. It had already broken through to the Late Divine Transformation Realm and was just a hair’s breadth away from the Peak Divine Transformation Realm!
Besides, this amount of magic power could be turned into devil qi or demon power at will.
The path he took was not the path of divinity, the path of demons or the path of devils. It was a completely different path. Someone had chosen this path before Emperor Ancient Chaos. After Emperor Ancient Chaos died, all the great emperors in the ancient times perished. Since then, no one had walked this path again.
It was an ancient path of cultivation!
Above the sky, clouds of flames appeared again. This time, before the clouds could even condense, they were pulverized by Ning Fan with a swing of his palm and he then swallowed all of the silver flames of the Heavenly Tribulation.
The Heavenly Tribulation that occurred this time was powerful enough to severely injure a Late Divine Transformation Realm expert. However, how would Ning Fan care about this degree of damage with his current power?
“It’s just a small step away from achieving another breakthrough in my cultivation realm again. I might as well just press on and go straight for the Peak Divine Transformation Realm in one go!”