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In the moment when Nine Peaks was destroyed by Lin Qiubai, Lin Qiubai's heart trembled violently, and his soul let out a joyful roar, as if deep within his fate, an invisible shackle was quietly cracking apart...
"There must be an earth-shattering secret hidden within this!" Lin Qiubai murmured, his brow tightly furrowed.
Within his Dantian, remnants of Void Formation fragments still floated, along with the half-destroyed corpse of the Black Dragon.
These two entities resembled primordial monsters, occupying Lin Qiubai's Dantian and exuding a sinister aura.
This made Lin Qiubai shudder. Even those two auras seemed to attempt to re-suppress Lin Qiubai's Dantian.
Clearly, they did not want to see Lin Qiubai break free from the shackles.
Lin Qiubai closed his eyes, confronting the two entities with his will.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
In the records of human cultivation spanning hundreds of thousands or even millions of years, to enter the Creation Realm, one must inject Vital Energy into the nine Dragon Patterns on the Yuan Dan, activating its supreme power to unlock the Yuan Dan.
Only then can Nine Peaks be formed, suppressing the Yuan Dan to prevent the Vital Energy within the warrior's body from becoming chaotic.
However, in Lin Qiubai's view,
the Nine Dragon Patterns were actually a form of shackle.
First binding the Yuan Dan, then suppressing the Dantian, and finally forming the Void Formation to extinguish vitality!
Such shackles directly fell into the Bloodline; perhaps countless humans in the Three Thousand Great Realms possess Bloodline shackles.
It was only Lin Qiubai who, through a twist of fate, shattered it.
He gained the true understanding.
Thinking of this, a trace of seriousness slowly appeared on Lin Qiubai's face.
"This must involve some hidden secrets!"
Lin Qiubai never expected that there would be so many twists and turns within this matter.
Starting from the Origin Realm, his cultivation level was already different from others.
It even defied common sense!
Whether it was the hundred-meter Giant Dragon or the mutated Yin-Yang Fish, or even the black-and-white Yuan Dan without the Dragon Pattern, all these indicated that Lin Qiubai had
The root of all these changes stemmed from a battle between Lin Qiubai and the Ancestral Dragon Phantom. It was that battle that set Lin Qiubai on the path of transcendence.
Until now, he had forcefully shattered the Void Formation that suppressed his Dantian.
If the Void Formation were to obstruct Lin Qiubai's Dantian, it was likely that during the Life Profound Realm stage, Lin Qiubai would be bound by such shackles, locking his vital energy.
Being manipulated by an unknown substance controlling his internal energy—wasn't that being subjugated?
Even if he were to attain higher cultivation in the future, there would still be a fatal flaw!
Lin Qiubai's heart was unnaturally racing.
This feeling of being controlled by someone else was terrifying!
"I should find a way to eliminate the fragments of the Void Formation and the Black Dragon Remnant..."
Lin Qiubai's thoughts radiated with countless golden lights, marking all the dark energies around him.
He does not mind using a method that kills a thousand enemies while destroying eight hundred of his own to completely erase their existence.
Lin Qiubai has never lacked determination. He knows clearly what should and should not be done, without any ambiguity.
Therefore,
The Primordial Spirit within the Dantian began to stir violently, and the Soul Ice Flame formed into a Spear, held in the hands of the Primordial Spirit.
A hundred feet of ice flame surged from the spear, creating immense waves within the Dantian.
This chill freezes the Soul, but it cannot compete with the cold aura emitted by the Black Dragon Remnant or even the Void Formation.
"Is the quality too poor?"
Lin Qiubai's expression stiffened, showing immense shock.
The Soul Ice Flame is a type of Power of Artistic Conception that even the Recording Heavenly Book Device would marvel at.
Unexpectedly, in front of these two, it felt like a minor sorcerer facing a great sorcerer.
Trembling uncontrollably.
If one spear is not enough, then three thousand or four thousand!
Lin Qiubai's expression turned fierce as he whispered decisively, filled with determination.
He could not rest easy until these two were reduced to ashes and their bones ground to dust. To ensure there would be no future worries, he naturally had to go all out, no matter what!
With this thought in mind, Lin Qiubai focused his spirit and breath, condensing the Three Thousand Ice Flame Blood Spear within his Dantian.
After all, this is Lin Qiubai's Dantian; it is his domain.
Thus, the Three Thousand Blood Spears stood tall like an iron-blooded army that was invincible and unstoppable.
Vitality surged through the Dantian, turning it a deep crimson.
"Go!"
Lin Qiubai suddenly waved his hand, and the Three Thousand Ice Flame Blood Spear shot through the air like a rain of arrows, piercing into the Black Dragon Remnant's body, embedding itself a meter deep.
Then, a series of explosions erupted.
The force of the impact nearly tore apart the inner wall of the Dantian, and Lin Qiubai was also violently coughing up blood, risking his life to do so.
However, Lin Qiubai's gaze remained resolute as his will focused on the fragments of the Void Formation and the Black Dragon Remnant; they had been significantly weakened!
"Roar!"
As part of the Black Dragon Remnant was destroyed by Lin Qiubai, the corpse began to dissipate into black smoke and slowly writhe.
A mournful dragon roar echoed out.
It seemed that from deep within its bloodline, a phantom was being birthed.
That phantom turned out to be an Ancient Dragon!
Lin Qiubai had once fought against the Ancestral Dragon Phantom and had a vivid impression of it.
Unexpectedly...
He was seeing it again.
This Ancient Dragon was not the same as the one he encountered before, but of a higher quality.
If that one was a flawed Ancient Dragon, then what lay before Lin Qiubai was a complete and perfect Ancient Dragon!
"Are you breaking the Bloodline Curse?!"
Its gaze was cold and indifferent as it looked at Lin Qiubai, as if observing an ant. Accompanying its words was a dragon's might, which, when it spread out, surprisingly showed signs of the Void Formation slowly recovering.
"The human race has been cursed for generations; to break it, one must face death!"
The Ancient Dragon raised its head and struck down with its golden claws. The Nine Whirlpools within Lin Qiubai's Dantian stopped spinning, as if mountains were slowly emerging from the whirlpools, and the shattered Void Formation began to converge from all directions around the Dantian.
It was clearly attempting to re-establish the shackles deep within Lin Qiubai's fate!
Lin Qiubai's Primordial Spirit shot out, standing far away in the Void.
Standing tall in the Void, he looked down at the Ancient Dragon.
Vital Energy surged wildly beneath him, and the Three Thousand Ice Flame Blood Spears appeared at his fingertips, their numbers rapidly increasing until they broke through four thousand.
When the number reached five thousand, Lin Qiubai's cultivation level struggled to bear it. His Dantian showed signs of tiny tears!
At this point, Lin Qiubai ceased the condensation of Blood Spears and waved his hand, scattering the Ice Flame Blood Spears outward.
"Boom!"
Five thousand Blood Spears erupted with a thunderous roar.
Under the guidance of the Ancient Dragon, the fragments of the Void Formation that were attempting to re-consolidate were once again blown apart.
Some were even completely destroyed and obliterated.
The Ancient Dragon's eyelids twitched violently, feeling a hint of unease.
Its gaze fell on Lin Qiubai.
This fellow acted decisively and ruthlessly, daring to risk severely injuring his Dantian to stop the formation of the Void Formation in such a manner.
It was quite unexpected; if Lin Qiubai stubbornly resisted and acted recklessly, it would be quite troublesome to handle.
However, it was clear that with the explosive event that day, Lin Qiubai's Primordial Spirit had become somewhat transparent and even appeared slightly fatigued, like a flickering candle swaying in the wind, chaotic and unstable.
"It seems this residence is merely putting on a brave front; they do not have the strength to shatter the Bloodline Curse.
I was overly worried. Since the decline of the Human Era, countless Heavenly Pride of the human race have attempted to break the Bloodline Curse over the past million years, only to be suppressed and unable to rise again for eternity..."
The Ancient Dragon thought to itself, a mocking expression on its face. Its dragon claw grasped the Void, directly ignoring Lin Qiubai, as waves of power surged forth to reconstitute the Void Formation.
In its eyes, Lin Qiubai was just one of the billions of suppressed humans.
Not capable of achieving greatness, insignificant and unworthy of mention.
But in the next moment, a sense of deathly crisis suddenly enveloped its heart.
"What? You... this is... how is this possible!?"
Its eyes widened in shock, disbelief filling its pupils!
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