"Sizzle—"
Scarlet blood gushed out.
In the blink of an eye, the blood-red that soaked Lan Fozi's chest dripped steadily, the blood water seeping out nonstop along her clothes, and she even spat out a mouthful of blood from her mouth.
Yet she paid it no mind, only feeling her vision begin to blur as she looked up toward Ning Rongrong.
"What's next? What else do I need to do?"
Now Ning Rongrong was stunned.
Good grief, was Lan Fozi this tough?
The last time I saw you, you weren't like this at all!
"Phew—" Ning Rongrong took several deep breaths, her expression turning solemn:
"Use your Devour ability to consume the Demon Empress and the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, then enter a cultivation state. Don't worry about power overload exploding your body."
"I will use the formation to connect your mental power with that of the Demon Empress and the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King."
"You will be the dominant one among them. You won't die, but it will be very painful. No matter what, you must keep your own consciousness clear."
"As for the rest of how to become a god, just leave it to me."
After Ning Rongrong finished speaking, the hand seals in her hands also concluded. With a soft shout:
"Formation, rise!"
The sea surface, which had been calming, surged with violent waves once more, revealing the patterns of the Eight Trigrams again. At a glance, they stretched endlessly, nearly covering the entire Demonic Whale Sea Domain.
Lan Fozi nodded, no longer paying attention to the weapon still lodged in her chest. She entered a cultivation state and began using her Devour skill to absorb the massive energy from the Demon Empress and the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King's bodies.
Time passed minute by minute. Seeing that Lan Fozi had already entered the proper track,
Ning Rongrong took out two soul bones.
These two soul bones emitted brilliant radiance, and the blood-red aura gave off an extremely oppressive feeling.
"What a pity!"
Playing with the soul bones of the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King and the Demon Empress, Ning Rongrong actually felt an urge to tear up the ticket. Adding Lan Fozi, it was practically a whole family's treasure trove.
"Forget it, I can't do something like Tang San."
She tossed one ninety-nine-thousand-nine-hundred-ninety-nine-year Deep Sea Demonic Whale King torso bone and one fifty-thousand-year skull bone belonging to the Demon Empress into the formation.
The Demon Empress had been killed by Bo Saixi. Because she had been chasing Lan Fozi, there hadn't been time to collect the soul bone, so it had been brought over by Ning Rongrong's clone.
As for the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King's soul bone, Tang San hadn't had time to absorb it either—probably because his soul bones were already full.
"Soul bones and soul rings are where the essence of soul beasts lies, and there's also the whale glue…"
If it weren't for the sake of trying to create a god, the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King alone would have been enough to feed the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Especially that ninety-nine-thousand-nine-hundred-ninety-nine-year whale glue—after taking it on the first day, that very night everyone in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would have been brimming with energy, howling like beasts.
Suppressing her greedy thoughts, Ning Rongrong's gaze passed through the formation to observe Lan Fozi, whose aura was still relatively stable.
With a super divine tool at the core of the formation domain, if Lan Fozi still couldn't become a god like this,
"Then… then forget it!"
The power came from the same root and source. With the formation's enhancement, absorbing the power of the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King and the Demon Empress,
Lan Fozi's strength steadily rose.
"Rank 96, Rank 97, Rank 98…"
The sky became densely covered in dark clouds. The entire Demonic Whale Sea Domain—even farther areas—were enveloped by thick cloud layers.
Flashing lightning flickered within the clouds, making the layers brighten and dim unpredictably.
"Boom!"
A water-barrel-thick heavenly punishment struck down, piercing the sky and smashing directly onto the Demon Empress's head.
The Taiji Domain trembled slightly.
Lan Fozi vaguely sensed something through the formation.
"Don't worry about the heavenly punishment. Cultivate as quickly as possible to the quasi-god stage, and stop only when you can no longer cultivate."
Hearing Ning Rongrong's voice, Lan Fozi suppressed her emotions and continued cultivating.
Watching the nonstop thunderbolts falling from the sky, Ning Rongrong's eyelids kept twitching.
"Damn it, if I were really just Rank 99, wouldn't I get blasted to smithereens!"
This was clearly striking to kill, leaving no path for survival.
No wonder in the original story, even the Ice Empress and Snow Empress barely dared to undergo tribulation when they reached the peerless level—turns out this was ridiculously over the top.
The Dragon God wasn't brain-damaged; he just came up with this method to make soul beasts go extinct.
"Rank 99 quasi-god peak."
Through the formation, Ning Rongrong sensed that Lan Fozi's aura had already stabilized at the quasi-god peak.
"It's time."
Two incandescent white light orbs rested in her palms.
"Demon Empress, Deep Sea Demonic Whale King—I believe you both heard what I just said to Lan Fozi."
"This is her own choice. Of course, if you want to say I tempted her, feel free to come trouble me later. I don't mind."
"In short, if you don't want your daughter to die, then find a way to help her become a god."
"Don't worry about the heavenly tribulation, and don't worry about anything else."
"Through the formation, push Lan Fozi's mental power to the divine realm, and then…"
"Remove the marks related to the Deep Sea Demonic Whale and soul beast, and use the sea as the foundation, drawing on the heaven-and-earth elemental force in the seawater to condense a new body. Once the new body is formed, the Dragon God's rules won't immediately target her."
"Only in this way can Lan Fozi become a god."
"After becoming a god, the Dragon God's rules can no longer restrict you. Plus, by then you won't fully belong to soul beasts anymore."
"Alright, that's all I have to say."
The light orbs carrying the soul wills of the Demon Empress and the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King sank into the formation and quickly fused with Lan Fozi.
Ning Rongrong formed hand seals once more. The sea breeze blew gently, lifting her pink long hair.
The heaven-and-earth elemental force from the sea and sky converged toward this place at an unbelievable speed.
"Phew—" Ning Rongrong exhaled a breath of turbid air.
The restriction on soul beasts—specifically the rule preventing soul beasts from becoming gods—was rooted in their bodies. Unless the soul and body were reshaped, it couldn't be eradicated.
But even if eradicated, as long as the mark remained that of a soul beast, unless one became a god, it would still be targeted.
This was also why Gu Yuena, as a first-level god, still couldn't help Di Tian become a god.
One reason was that she couldn't act freely, but fundamentally, soul beasts were not allowed to become gods.
Normal methods couldn't achieve it.
Ning Rongrong dared to do this because the Divine Realm was still sealed, and the gods couldn't sense what was happening in the outside world.
As for what came after…
Ning Rongrong also planned to use the so-called divine punishment to temper herself.
Reaching the peak of the three supreme realms was still a bit weak after all.
Under normal cultivation, who knew how long it would take to reach the Extreme of Qi. On Kurumi's side, there was probably no hope in the short term either, so she might as well do something abnormal.
"Mental power has reached the Divine Origin realm." Ning Rongrong's brows moved slightly.
Aside from her body reaching quasi-god, Lan Fozi had reached the limit of soul beasts in other aspects, and her mental power had stepped into the divine level.
"Using a super divine tool to block the restriction within the soul beast body is still feasible."
"But hiding it completely will probably be very difficult."
The increasingly heavy aura of thunder in the sky seemed to press the heavens down with layers of thunderclouds.
"Divine level, huh? Indeed interesting."
"But there's still time."
Under Ning Rongrong's control, the giant Eight Trigrams formation patterns that spread across the entire sea domain slowly rotated.
The emitted might was weakening the Dragon God's rules. With Ning Rongrong's insufficient strength, completely erasing them was still impossible.
Suddenly, Lan Fozi's body abruptly exploded, blood dripping steadily onto the sea surface.
"Tch, she sensed the opportunity to become a god, so the Dragon God's rules within her body were triggered?"
"But I'm not a pushover!"
Ning Rongrong placed her index and middle fingers in front of her and shouted softly:
"Gather!"
Dots of radiance began to converge within the formation.
In the blink of an eye, the spiritual bodies of Lan Fozi, the Demon Empress, and the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King returned to the center of the formation.
"The rules on the physical body have already dissipated. The restriction on the soul comes from the sky."
Soul beasts cannot become gods mainly because their bodies won't allow it. So what if they discard the predetermined body?
This was also why soul beasts could become gods after reincarnation.
Because after reincarnation, in essence, it was no longer the original body—it leaned more toward human.
"Lan Fozi, Demon Empress, and Deep Sea Demonic Whale King—use the method I transmitted to you earlier. With the formation and the sea, condense a new body. With the three of your abilities, you should be able to do it."
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King and the Demon Empress exchanged a glance and nodded.
They transformed into two beams of white light and merged into Lan Fozi's spiritual body.
Instantly, Lan Fozi's soul recovered to the Divine Origin realm and even began advancing toward a higher level.
The entire formation's rotation accelerated. The seawater surged, continuously crashing against the Eight Trigrams patterns.
It wasn't just the Demonic Whale Sea Domain—even the sea soul masters far away in Vast Sea City sensed this apocalyptic scene.
Waves rolled, forming layers of hundred-meter tsunamis. Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky. That terrifying thundercloud layer emanated an aura that made even Limit Douluo feel palpitations.
"It's time. Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, let's go!"
Ning Rongrong turned into a streak of light with a "whoosh" and arrived at the highest point above the formation.
Extremely close to the thunderclouds in the sky, feeling the heart-palpitating aura above, Ning Rongrong swallowed hard.
A thought suddenly flashed in her mind.
It seemed that she, who had wanted to be a carefree young miss, had been pushing herself harder and harder these years.
It always felt like something was off.
Clearly, she was supposed to become a dragon through her father—that was the proper job.
"Forget it, I'll think about it later!"
Once Ning Fengzhi and Sword Bone, her two grandfathers, became gods, she should be able to slack off in peace.
(End of chapter)