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The ink on the scroll thickened and then faded, only to thicken again.
Huang Xishi and Feng Miaomiao were like two extremes in their daily lives. One was serene, while the other was lively. The former resembled a delicate blue lotus, while the latter was akin to a blooming rose.
However, both of their combat styles were strikingly similar, both aggressive and fiery.
The Fifth Calamity Dragon circled around the two women, unleashing countless Thunderfire Lightning strikes. It could melt mountains and burn through anything in its path.
The Light Shield surrounding them was already covered in a web of cracks, resembling a porcelain vase on the verge of shattering.
Shatter.
Finally, after withstanding tens of thousands of attacks, the Light Shield fell like raindrops.
The Tribulation Dragon roared, as if inviting cheers. The onlookers felt their hearts drop at the moment the Light Shield shattered, an overwhelming tension filling the air.
A poetic scene crumbled before their eyes. Among the Seven Disciples, Innocent felt a sense of relief as he retracted his external Blank Brush and Inkstone.
The battle they had just witnessed had shaken him more than anyone else. His path was one of poetry and painting. He seemed to have touched upon a barrier that left an indelible mark in his heart.
Yet, his Realm was insufficient, and he had been forcefully infused with the truth of the Dao, greatly increasing his burden. If it weren't for the Fifth Calamity Dragon shattering the Two Women's protective Light Shield at that moment, he would have surely faced a backlash from the Dao.
Just as he calmed his heart, the battle reignited his emotions.
The First Calamity Dragon summoned Thunderfire Lightning that now loomed large as mountains, trapping the Two Women within it and continuously scorching them. It aimed to refine them completely.
Zuo Dao suppressed his inner turmoil. The appearance of the Supreme Catastrophe of the Nine-Five was too sudden and bizarre for him to make a sound judgment; he had far too little information. Unless the Two Women truly reached a critical point, he had already decided not to act recklessly.
At that moment, Huang Xishi and Feng Miaomiao were enveloped in Thunderfire Lightning, their long hair flowing freely as their eyes became dazed. Their Divine Sense clung tightly to their Beast Body, contemplating something profound.
This was both a calamity and a blessing; it was misfortune yet also a chance for salvation.
As calamity sought to refine the Two Women, they simply chose to harness this calamity for their own transformation. Their immortal bodies activated, wildly attracting Thunderfire.
Not only their physical bodies, but even their Divine Sense was slowly undergoing transformation under the invasion of the calamity, with pain that was unknown to others. If it weren't for the Two Women's Bloodline being extraordinary, and if their wills weren't particularly strong, they would have long since become Dao Puppets in this Cataclysm.
The starry sea shone ever more brilliantly, and the distant scenery grew deeper. Just a glance could ensnare one's mind within it.
Time continued to slip away, and the Two Women in Thunderfire Lightning appeared unchanged, as if nothing had happened. However, both of them knew deep down that the benefits were immense. At least now they could traverse the void relying solely on their physical forms, unlike before when they needed to envelop themselves in a layer of Vitality Cloak.
The Fifth Calamity Dragon finally lost patience; its mouth opened wide again, releasing a pearl as large as a planet yet incredibly pure.
This was the most powerful attack of the dragon clan—the Dragon Pearl. It was also the last resort of the dragon race in battle.
The Dragon Pearl condensed all the essence and power of the entire dragon. It would not be used against an enemy until the very last moment.
At this moment, the Fifth Calamity Dragon spitting out the Dragon Pearl steadied Zuo Dao's heart. This could be the final strike. As long as the Two Women could withstand this blow, even if they were left with just a breath, Zuo Dao could heal them.
The trajectory of the Dragon Pearl's attack was unpredictable, drawing intertwining lines of Great Dao across the starry sea.
From a distance, Zuo Dao saw these lines and his gaze turned cold. This was a formation, originating from the Great Formation of Dao. Even with his current mastery of formations, he couldn't discern at a glance what kind of Great Formation this was or what its purpose might be.
He saw time within it, saw space; everything real and unreal revealed itself before his eyes.
Existence is reason; but who weaves together Dao and reason?
The situation for the Two Women was precarious; the presence of the Dragon Pearl was slowly constricting their space for movement.
The Two Women were striving to resolve this crisis while Zuo Dao's mind raced with calculations. He knew that if he could decipher the deeper meaning behind these traces, not only would his own strength increase, but he could also ensure the safety of the Two Women through this calamity.
Every second counted; with each passing moment, the toll on the Two Women increased. This was merely their Bloodline awakening; if they reached full maturity, Zuo Dao believed that even against something like Ninety-Nine Calamities, they would be able to overcome it.
Further away in the void, several figures slowly emerged. They had already distanced themselves from Transcendence Location but could still feel the power of calamity.
When these figures fully materialized, they became clear to behold.
There were both old and young, men and women, each dressed differently. Some resembled decaying wood floating in the sea of stars, while others stood like grains of dust, lacking any sense of presence. One even looked like a ball of flesh.
In short, each person had their own unique characteristics, yet they all shared one common trait: they completely concealed their presence. If not seen with the naked eye, one could not detect them through mere feelings or Divine Sense.
Counting carefully, there were eleven individuals present. After their appearance, they remained silent, simply standing still and gazing at the Transcendence Location.
Excitement, anticipation, and greed shone in each of their eyes.
The arrival of these individuals caught Zuo Dao's attention; however, his mind was entirely focused on calculating the Dao formation, leaving no room for distraction. After barely notifying Yan Zhen, he returned to his calculations.
The section of the starry sea at the Transcendence Location had turned completely crimson, and the dragon pearl, as large as a planet, was shrinking at a visible speed.
With every decrease in size, the pressure on the two women intensified. This was due to the Calamity Dragon Pearl concentrating its power; the greater its size, the more formidable its might.
At this moment, Huang Xishi and Feng Miaomiao had already begun to spit blood. Supporting their Beast Body with Divine Sense had consumed nearly half of their strength. If this continued for much longer, they would soon be unable to launch any counterattacks or even protect themselves.
The Great Formation that Zuo Dao had previously set up had been destroyed amidst the calamity; human effort is finite while the Dao is infinite. Moreover, there was now a strange Dao of great shame appearing.
The two women's options were dwindling. Though they were immortal beings, the purpose of this calamity was not to destroy them but to refine them. Their greatest trump card was thus rendered useless.
It was too early to give up; both felt that their Bloodline was undergoing a transformation or growth under the pressure of calamity.
Initial completion and full completion were two distinct concepts. It wasn't just their initial Bloodline that could help them overcome the previous four tribulations; now they sensed that full completion was not far off. What would they become once their Bloodline reached full maturity?
They were confident that once their Bloodline fully matured, they could forcibly extract those two dragon pearls from the Dao and claim them as their own. Of course, giving them to Daozi to play with would also be acceptable.
They were enduring; they were waiting. However, this process felt exceedingly long—at least relative to them. This period was also extremely dangerous; if they could not refine their Bloodline to full maturity before being refined themselves, the outcome was clear.
Zuo Dao's calculation speed increased rapidly after experiencing initial confusion. He finally pinpointed a crucial aspect: his soul did not belong to this world, allowing him to view problems from different perspectives.
The Great Formation drawn by the dragon pearl in the sea of stars was neither primarily offensive nor defensive. With the Fifth Calamity Dragon cooperating with the dragon pearl, what could possibly match their attack power in this world? Most importantly, during his calculations, he suddenly realized that the two women's figures had not moved at all—not even a single hair strand.
Combining this with what he had seen before, he couldn't determine that this was a trapping formation. Suddenly, a thought struck him: could it be that when the Supreme Old Lord was refining Qi Dasheng, it failed simply because he hadn't restrained that monkey head, allowing it to burst out and knock over the Dan Furnace?
Now that he had identified the formation, the next steps would be easier. A trapping formation was merely a variation of space; as long as he found the source of this variation, everything would be resolved. This might be difficult for others, but for Zuo Dao, it was as easy as pie.
He was born of the Dao and contained a thread of Great Dao truth within him. However, after discovering the method to break the formation, he suddenly recalled: one cannot rely on external forces to overcome the tribulations of the Dao. This external force referred to outside power. How to convey the method to break the formation became a pressing issue for him.
At this moment, he completely overlooked that the Two Women still had their final means. Even if he knew, he wouldn't mind; all he sought was their safety.
The Vermilion Bird and the Phoenix, two Ancient Divine Beasts, were currently imprisoned in the starry sea, making motions as if they were about to soar. Their Beast Bodies had begun to crystallize, indicating that the refining process was taking effect. Once their Beast Bodies fully crystallized, the Two Women would become the only two "Dao Puppets" in this world.
Zuo Dao understood that being anxious wouldn't help; his eyes shimmered with an unusual light as he calculated.
Meanwhile, in the distance, eleven figures were stirring restlessly; they too sensed that the tribulation was nearing its end. What they sought was that very moment of conclusion; they had waited far too long—so long that they almost forgot who they were.
First came the Tail Feather, then the claws, followed by the wings, and finally the body. Changes were occurring within each of them; when crystallization reached their necks, it suddenly halted.
The eyes of both the Vermilion Bird and Phoenix emitted a jade-like white light directed towards the starry sea.
Two moans resonated simultaneously, causing one's mind to fade away, almost wishing to fall into a dream.
At this moment, Huang Xishi and Feng Miaomiao also opened their eyes within their Beast Bodies. The first thing they did upon opening their eyes was to look at Zuo Dao together. When they saw his gaze filled with urgency and concern, both women smiled.
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