Cultivating To Immortality

Before Fang Hong, the Dragon Suppressing Cauldron was completely renewed.

Treasured light flowed around the cauldron, and a lifelike Golden Dragon Spirit, with distinct scales and claws, coiled and danced around the cauldron body, as if a True Dragon had truly manifested there.

"It’s done. Hahaha."

Fang Hong looked at the transformed Dragon Suppressing Cauldron before him, his expression exhilarated, and he couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

After a full six months of refining and upgrading, the Dragon Suppressing Cauldron successfully broke through its bottleneck, advancing to the level of a low-grade Heaven-Reaching spiritual treasure, its power surely several times greater than before.

This was the first Heaven-Reaching spiritual treasure Fang Hong possessed.

Unable to contain his excitement, he leaped, directly jumping into the cauldron, eager to personally experience its new effects.

Fang Hong took out the Dragon Meat Spirit Pill from the jade box and swallowed it without hesitation.

The spirit pill melted upon entering his throat, and pure Origin Qi transformed into a torrent that surged through his limbs and bones.

Fang Hong immediately circulated his cultivation technique to begin absorbing and refining it, while simultaneously activating the Dragon Suppressing Cauldron beneath him, causing it to release a gentle yet powerful golden light, further tempering his physical body.

The secret chamber once again fell silent, with only Fang Hong’s magical power and physical body rapidly strengthening.

...

Time flew by, and a year and a half passed in the blink of an eye.

One day, the ice-sealed peak where Fang Hong was in secluded cultivation suddenly trembled violently, then exploded with a roar, turning into a sky full of flying ice shards and pervasive mist.

The Heaven and Earth Origin Qi of the entire Antarctic continent violently fluctuated as a result.

Fang Hong’s figure slowly emerged from the mist, surrounded by a faint golden light, with a hint of a gratified smile on his face.

During this year and a half, he not only refined the Dragon Meat Spirit Pill but also absorbed several Divine Transformation level spirit pills he had previously collected.

His cultivation once again advanced by leaps and bounds, rising two minor realms, from Void Refining Middle Stage all the way to Void Refining peak, his magical power within him having increased by an unknown number of times.

Such a massive increase in cultivation was something Fang Hong himself had never encountered before.

All of this was due to the Mahayana level Dragon Meat Spirit Pill; the Heaven and Earth Origin Qi it contained was simply too abundant, far exceeding ordinary spirit pills by hundreds of times.

In addition to the leap in cultivation, Fang Hong’s physical body strength and Divine Sense also greatly improved, especially the astonishing progress in physical body strength.

The upgraded Dragon Suppressing Cauldron’s Divine Power for tempering the physical body was indeed several times more powerful than before.

Now, Fang Hong’s physical body, even without using magical power, might already be comparable to an early Body Integration Cultivator, capable of crushing ordinary high-grade spiritual treasures with his bare hands.

It is worth mentioning that during his secluded cultivation, Fang Hong also thoroughly refined all the Dragon Qi accumulated in his body, further strengthening his Dragon power by a significant margin.

The power of Fang Hong’s Dragon Fist now was several times greater than before; a single punch could shatter anything.

Recalling that accidental incident, two Demon Beasts fighting in the Star Domain caused him to accidentally fall onto Blue Star, yet he never expected to gain such a tremendous opportunity.

Fang Hong was filled with emotion, feeling that all of it was worth it; he even wanted to thank those two terrifying Demon Beasts.

Fang Hong stopped thinking and, with a flash, instantly left Antarctica.

In the time that followed, Fang Hong’s figure traversed every corner of Blue Star.

Whether it was giant beasts in the deep sea or mutated Demon Beasts deep in the dense forests.

As long as they reached the Divine Transformation level, he sought them out and killed them, then refined them into spirit pills using the demon gourd.

During this period, Blue Star Martial Artists occasionally captured Fang Hong slaying Demon Beasts and uploaded these videos to social media, causing a huge stir.

The Martial Artists of Blue Star had long revered him as a god, and based on the occasional lightning that accompanied his actions, they even gave him the title of Thunder God.

But no matter how people used technological means to investigate, they couldn’t uncover Fang Hong’s origins; he was like an immortal who appeared out of thin air, mysterious and powerful.

Fang Hong paid no attention to these actions of the Blue Star people, focusing solely on slaying Demon Beasts and refining spirit pills.

Until a month later, Fang Hong felt that there was nothing left on Blue Star worth lingering over, so he took out the Star Tower, activated his magical power, and injected it into the tower.

The Star Tower instantly surged in size, flew high into the sky, broke through the world barrier, left Blue Star, and once again headed towards the Profound Fallen Realm.

...

The Star Tower traveled at high speed through the deep Star Domain.

Fang Hong stood inside the tower, examining the Star Domain map.

On the map, Blue Star and the Profound Fallen Realm were far apart; even with the Star Tower flying at full power, it would probably take three years to arrive.

Fang Hong did not want to waste these three years.

However, his previous accidental fall onto Blue Star still left him with lingering fears; if he were to enter deep secluded cultivation again, and encountered spatial turbulence or powerful Star Domain Demon Beasts, he might not even have time to react.

After pondering for a moment, Fang Hong formed hand seals, and his magical power surged around him, manifesting a avatar identical to him.

Fang Hong instructed the avatar to monitor the movements of the Star Tower, and to immediately notify him in advance if there was any unusual activity, to avoid another unexpected situation like last time where he couldn’t react in time.

Having arranged everything, Fang Hong turned and walked towards the secret chamber inside the tower, leaping into the Dragon Suppressing Cauldron.

He took out a jade bottle from his storage bag, opened the restriction, and a pure Dragon Qi instantly permeated the air; the bottle contained Dragon Blood.

This time, Fang Hong intended to use the power of the Dragon Blood to thoroughly comprehend the ancestral secret technique of the Flood Dragon Clan — the Dragon Transformation Secret Technique.

It was rumored that this Dragon Transformation Secret Technique was incredibly domineering, and with the aid of Dragon Blood, it could greatly accelerate a Flood Dragon’s evolution into a True Dragon.

Fang Hong did not expect to transform himself into a True Dragon, but if he could integrate the essence of the Dragon Transformation Secret Technique into his Ten Thousand Laws Origin Demon Art, and with the nourishment of this Dragon Blood, he might be able to comprehend a new Divine Power.

Thus, Fang Hong did not sit in meditation to refine Qi as usual, but sat cross-legged in the Dragon Suppressing Cauldron, comprehending the Dragon Transformation Secret Technique while circulating his cultivation technique to guide the Dragon Blood, attempting to fuse the two and create a new Divine Power.

Inside the Dragon Suppressing Cauldron, at times a low Dragon roar echoed, and at times golden light burst forth from the cauldron, illuminating the secret chamber within the tower with flickering light.

Soon, Fang Hong stretched his body in the cauldron, imitating the Dragon Clan’s method of exerting force, sensing the racial Origin contained within the Dragon Blood, day after day, without rest.

Time quietly slipped away in this monotonous yet fulfilling arduous cultivation, and three years passed in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, Fang Hong did not encounter any further accidents during these three years.

The Star Tower flew steadily under the control of the avatar, finally arriving smoothly near the Profound Fallen Realm, stopping in a relatively safe void area.

Boom.

Inside the secret chamber, the Dragon Suppressing Cauldron suddenly vibrated violently, brilliant golden light burst forth, and Fang Hong’s figure leaped out of the cauldron, landing steadily on the ground.

However, at this moment, Fang Hong’s appearance was somewhat peculiar: his hands had already transformed into sharp Dragon Claws, with golden scales extending from his fingertips all the way to his forearms.

From his cheeks to his neck, fine golden Dragon scales also covered him, perfectly fused with his skin.

On both sides of his forehead, a pair of formidable Dragon horns protruded, lifelike, as if they had grown there naturally.