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Rumble——

The sound of thunder continued to roar, causing the ocean around the island to rise and fall, with howling winds signaling the approach of a storm.

Gu An had his back to Yang Jian, his divine sense enveloping the sea area spanning thousands of miles, constantly on guard against any approach by a Great Cultivator.

He wasn't worried about the celestial tribulation Yang Jian was causing, as such tribulations were insignificant over the ocean. Yang Jian's cultivation level was formidable enough that, though terrifying, it was only a threat to cultivators of lower realms.

Yang Jian still had his eyes closed, meditating in mid-air. His robe fluttered wildly as the nature's spiritual energy surged into his mouth and nose. Simultaneously, his pores expelled searing qi, enveloping him and making him appear extremely imposing.

His eyebrows were tightly furrowed, enduring unimaginable pain. His entire focus was on his inner being, completely unaware of the outside world, or even that he had floated up into the air.

The thunder roared like a heavenly god, oppressively overwhelming.

The Blood Prison Great Saint lay prone on the ground, his mindset now adjusted and filled with anticipation.

He was eager to see what kind of defying fate Yang Jian would create.

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Bang!

A sudden bolt of lightning struck down, hitting Yang Jian. In an instant, his robe was reduced to ashes, and his body turned charred. As the lightning subsided, blood began to seep from his skin, making him look ghastly. Within three breaths, he was transformed into a bloodied figure.

Gu An turned to look at Yang Jian, his gaze remaining calm.

The Blood Prison Great Saint also remained composed, sensing that Yang Jian's life was not in immediate danger.

One bolt of heavenly lightning after another struck down!

Gu An sharply noticed that these heavenly lightnings contained Five Elements Spiritual Energy.

Could it be that Yang Jian's physique could directly absorb the Five Elements Spiritual Energy?

No wonder such immense spiritual energy was needed to break through the constraints deep within his bone marrow.

Too monstrous, thus unaccepted by the Heavenly Dao?

Gu An's expectations for Yang Jian grew; he wanted to see what kind of transformation Yang Jian would undergo.

Yang Jian continued to endure the lightning strikes, his skin and flesh splitting open, blood splattering, yet his aura didn't weaken. Instead, it brewed an even stronger force.

After around 30 minutes, Yang Jian's body was devoid of hair, his skin was completely charred, with white bones faintly visible at the joints.

The might of the heavenly lightning reached a new height, causing the Blood Prison Great Saint to grow tense, fearing that Yang Jian might suddenly die.

At this moment.

Gu An felt an aura rapidly approaching.

It was a Nirvana Realm cultivator, not too strong.

As long as a Loose Immortal or higher did not appear, Gu An wouldn't need to forcibly take Yang Jian away.

Soon, a figure flew into the island, traversed the forest, and quickly landed by the lake. Without looking at Gu An or the Blood Prison Great Saint, his gaze fixed on Yang Jian, filled with astonishment.

[Immortal Seeking Taoist (Nirvana Realm Nine Layers: 20489/25000/300000)]

Immortal Seeking Taoist?

This name seemed familiar.

Gu An suddenly remembered that Wuxin mentioned being taught the Daoist Expansion Skill by a divine monk who called himself Immortal Seeking Taoist.

He didn't expect this person to be a Nirvana Realm existence!

In other words, during his weaker days, there was a Nirvana Realm Great Cultivator in the Trithree Halls. If he had recklessly seized life spans and grown rapidly, he could have very likely perished at the hands of a Nirvana Realm Great Cultivator.

This made him feel fortunate for having kept a low profile.

Though named a Daoist, Immortal Seeking Taoist looked more like a monk, clad in a dark-yellow monk robe and cassock, with a youthful and handsome face.

Gu An remained silent, but the Blood Prison Great Saint wasn't pleased. He grumbled, "Hey, smelly monk, who let you in? You come in without a greeting?"

Since deciding to be Gu An's exclusive mount, his mindset had shifted.

The monk could disrespect him, but he must respect his master!

Immortal Seeking Taoist glanced at the Blood Prison Great Saint, smiled, then looked at Gu An, cupping his fists in salute. "This humble Daoist is Immortal Seeking Taoist. May I know the honored name of Daoist Friend, and what is your relationship with this person?"

Gu An calmly replied, "My name is Meng Lang, he is my disciple."

Immortal Seeking Taoist noted that Gu An's aura only indicated a Core Formation Realm cultivation level, but he didn't believe it, growing even more curious.

Being unable to discern the other's true cultivation meant the other was likely far superior to him.

He smiled, "Daoist Friend Meng, your disciple is extraordinary. His heavenly destiny exceeds the current world's limits; it should have been buried, but you discovered it. This world will change because of him."

Gu An asked, "Oh? Did I make a mistake?"

"Not at all, the affairs of heaven and earth are about change. The old gives way to the new, and everything changes daily. There's no right or wrong." Immortal Seeking Taoist smiled, his gaze then returning to Yang Jian, filled with wonder.

Gu An inquired, "Daoist Friend, do you know what his physique is?"

Immortal Seeking Taoist pondered, "This humble Daoist finds it hard to judge. He has the mysteries of the Ancient Five Elements Treasure Body and the fierce qi and blood of the Primeval Tyrant Body."

Five Elements Treasure Body?

Gu An had once possessed the Five Elements Treasure Body but had ascended to an Innate Taoist Body, transforming further into his current Mystic Holy Body.

"Are the Five Elements Treasure Body and Primeval Tyrant Body powerful?" the Blood Prison Great Saint asked, making Gu An quite satisfied with him.

Good, he has potential!

If Gu An asked this himself, it would have lessened his status.

Immortal Seeking Taoist smiled at the Blood Prison Great Saint, saying, "Naturally, in ancient times, talent wasn't solely determined by spirit root attribute and qualification. Physique also played a major role. Those with Treasure Bodies, regardless of spirit root qualification, ultimately became legendary rulers of the immortal path."

He began to recount the ancient Treasure Bodies he knew about.

The Exquisite Treasure Body, a physique of great comprehension, impervious to evil influences.

The Flame Primordial Treasure Body, a body like blazing sun, which could transform into a glorious sun at its peak.

The Defying Blood Treasure Body, where near-death situations trigger immense potential, possibly leading to permanent power increases.

And so on!

Immortal Seeking Taoist described eight types of Treasure Bodies, astonishing both Gu An and the Blood Prison Great Saint.

From his tales, ancient immortal paths seemed stronger than today's, with various Treasure Bodies thriving, myriad races standing tall, and even reincarnation existing, allowing the mighty to seek immortal opportunities through rebirth.

"Daoist Friend, I hope today's events remain between us," Gu An said.

Immortal Seeking Taoist had shown no hostility and shared much ancient lore, which spoke well of him, though not necessarily proving him absolutely good, but certainly not bad at the moment.

Immortal Seeking Taoist nodded, "Rest assured, this humble Daoist doesn't wish to see such a promising figure fall either."

Bang!

Suddenly, Yang Jian erupted with a terrifying force, shaking the forest and causing ripples in the nearby lake.

The thunderclouds emitted a red glow. A terrifying red lightning bolt struck Yang Jian, making him scream in agony.

"Mystic Dark Heavenly Tribulation…" Immortal Seeking Taoist frowned, stating each word slowly.

Mystic Dark Heavenly Tribulation?

Gu An remembered this name; it was the tribulation he faced when breaking through to the Void Crossing Realm in his cultivating visions.

"This tribulation is odd, beyond what his cultivation should attract. It's a certain-death tribulation!" the Blood Prison Great Saint shouted in horror.

This tribulation surpassed even his Unification Realm tribulation in intensity!

He sensed the Mystic Dark Heavenly Tribulation still brewing, with the true horror yet to come.

Immortal Seeking Taoist took a deep breath and said, "Indeed, a certain-death tribulation. It seems the heavens will not tolerate him."

Gu An thought of An Hao, who also had a 9,999-year lifespan, yet faced less intense tribulations.

Could it mean that even within the same 9,999-year limit, talent varied?

This number marked a human limit, but talent had no bounds.

Immortal Seeking Taoist said to Gu An, "The Mystic Dark Heavenly Tribulation is a tribulation of karma, not to be forcibly dispersed. Intervening would stain you with karma, leading to facing the same, or even stronger, tribulation yourself during a breakthrough…"

His face expressed deep regret.

What a pity for such a promising seedling.

Gu An looked at Yang Jian and remained silent.

Karma from the heavenly tribulation?

Sorry, he didn't undergo tribulations, and he had faced this kind of tribulation in his cultivating visions, enduring it without assistance. He had made it through!

Another bolt of lightning fell, this time even more terrifying!

Gu An's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly waved his sleeve.

His long sleeve swept, directly dispersing the thunderclouds, allowing sunlight to shine down on Yang Jian.

The tribulation dissolved instantly!

Immortal Seeking Taoist's eyes widened in disbelief as he turned his head to look at Gu An, who remained indifferent, serene.

The Blood Prison Great Saint turned as well, wanting to speak but holding back.

Immortal Seeking Taoist felt the dissipating aura and his eyes grew complicated. He sighed, "Daoist Friend, why did you go to such lengths…"

Gu An looked at the blood-soaked Yang Jian and said, "Immortal cultivation is about enduring tribulations. So what if it's a different tribulation? Only I determine my disciple's life and death."

How domineering!

The Blood Prison Great Saint felt his blood boil; following such a person was indeed a blessing.

Immortal Seeking Taoist looked at Gu An, opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing. He raised his hand in salute, showing respect.

Then, they both waited for Yang Jian to awaken.

They could feel Yang Jian's qi-blood rapidly strengthening. With the tribulation gone, ample spiritual energy rushed towards him, causing a profound transformation in his bones and marrow.

After a long time.

Immortal Seeking Taoist asked Gu An, "May I ask where Daoist Friend hails from?"

"From the west."

"The west?"

"Have you heard of Immortal Seeking Island?"

Gu An glimpsed at Immortal Seeking Taoist, curiously inquiring.

Immortal Seeking Island, Immortal Seeking Taoist, could there be a connection?

Immortal Seeking Taoist smiled, "So, Daoist Friend knows Immortal Seeking Island. To be honest, I founded the island long ago, later passing it to my disciple. The fame it enjoys now is all thanks to him, not myself."

The Island Master of Immortal Seeking Island was a Wandering Immortal, while Immortal Seeking Taoist was merely a Nirvana Realm cultivator.

Indeed, one shouldn't judge solely by cultivation level; background and connections also counted as strength.

Gu An reflected on this and then engaged in polite conversation with Immortal Seeking Taoist.

It wasn't until early the next morning that Yang Jian's transformation concluded. He leaped into the lake, washed his body, and then stepped ashore.

Under the sunlight, he had grown a few inches taller, his skin fair and his muscles well-defined, exuding immense strength from merely looking at his upper body.