Calamity of Tomorrow-Chapter 375 - 374 Fire Seed and Evolution

West Mountain City, Sword Spirit Hall.

As Jian Hui entered the hall, he could see densely packed swords arranged on both sides of the hall that began to quiver slightly upon his arrival, as if they were alive.

Jian Hui knew that these were the personal swords of Jijian Pavilion monks who had been sacrificed on the battlefield in the past, still imbued with the Sword Intent of countless sages, and had been retrieved to be enshrined here in the Sword Spirit Hall.

In the center of the great hall, four long swords quietly stood inserted in their pedestals. These were the swords of four Supreme Elders of the Jijian Pavilion, left behind after the distortion of Heavenly Dao. Among them, three looked decayed and worn, only one still gleaming brightly, radiating a dazzling brilliance.

This was because the owners of the other three swords had already been sacrificed, and the last of the surviving Supreme Elders had also forsaken their twisted physical form, infusing their Primordial Spirit into the flying sword.

Normally, such actions akin to Primordial Spirit Emergence would have been tantamount to seeking death after the distortion of Heavenly Dao.

Yet, as the Supreme Elder was already twisted, this was a method devised by the sages of Jijian Pavilion a century ago during their study of Taoist scriptures, intended to delay the twist as long as possible.

Above the four flying swords, row upon row of flying swords were neatly placed on a high platform, all being the personal swords of the generations of ancestors from Jijian Pavilion.

Jian Hui walked up to the four flying swords and knelt down, respectfully beginning to speak, "Heavenly Sword Elder, I have arrived."

The flying sword trembled lightly, and a man's voice reached Jian Hui's ears, "Child, the Taoist lineage of Jijian Pavilion, from today onwards, shall be carried on by you."

Jian Hui raised his head and said earnestly, "Elder, I do not wish to run away."

"Foolish child," Heavenly Sword Elder said softly, "Running away is sometimes harder than death. I understand how difficult the path ahead of you will be. Yet, in life, there are many things we cannot avoid and must be addressed by someone."

"Humanity has only managed to carve out a tenuous foothold in this world by countless generations of ancestors sacrificing themselves, battling against the heavens, demons, and Heavenly Demons."

"From clearing fields with fire, to martial arts and swordsmanship, to Taoist magic, arrays, Artifact Refining, elixirs... generation after generation, we have arrived at who we are today."

During this speech, countless swords within the Sword Spirit Hall began to tremble, their Sword Intents soaring to the sky and swirling around Jian Hui.

"Jian Hui!" Heavenly Sword Elder's tone suddenly turned grave, "Look at me."

"We have entrusted the most painful, most desperate tasks to you because you are the one most likely to persevere, as you are the most outstanding disciple of Jijian Pavilion in thirty years."

"You must promise me, you have to persist, no matter how painful, no matter how desperate, continue on until the day humanity rises, until the day Jijian Pavilion is restored."

Countless Sword Intents gradually wrapped around Jian Hui, transforming into the manifold sword techniques, Daoist techniques, and martial arts of Jijian Pavilion, merging into his sea of consciousness.

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While countless humans were bustling about, concerned for the safety of West Mountain City,

Zhou Bai had digested the fate energy he had absorbed last time and was channeling azure light anew onto the star point of the Disaster Spirit - Soul Suppressing.

He saw the entire Disaster Spirit undergo changes, as if chunks of flesh were generating within the Primordial Spirit, patches of muscle fibers growing attached to the skeleton.

As the Disaster Spirit began to look more real and bloodied, gradually acquiring flesh, Zhou Bai felt his Primordial Spirit becoming stronger and healthier.

However, due to the absence of skin, the current Disaster Spirit looked nebulous in blood and flesh, still noticeably different from normal humans.

"The star point still hasn't undergone a qualitative change, and there are no new abilities," Zhou Bai felt the changes in the Disaster Spirit. "But I can feel that with these two enhancements, the Disaster Spirit has been accumulating and has reached the verge of a qualitative transformation."

"Next enhancement will definitely bring a qualitative change."

Having drawn another breath of the Lady of Mystery's fortune, he could see that there was not a hint of cyan fortune left on her, making her look just like an ordinary person.

The Lady of Mystery felt something wet underneath her again, a black stain sticking there.

At the same time, the sense of loss in her heart became even more severe, as if something irreparable had happened.

That familiar yet disgusting feeling kept coming, making her more irritated, and she even started to dislike Zhou Bai more and more.

A few things piled up, making her feel uncontrollably furious.

"Zhou Bai!" The Lady of Mystery suddenly turned around and said discontentedly, "What on earth are you trying to do?"

"I can't control it," Zhou Bai said apologetically. "Sometimes, I really can't control it, and it just bursts out. But don't worry, there absolutely won't be a next time. I've completely controlled it now."

The Lady of Mystery said helplessly, "If you keep firing this Guihai Black Sha randomly, I'll have to lock you up."

"Understood, understood."

The Lady of Mystery turned to leave, intending to check on some mutated specimens. Then she found Zhou Bai crawling along the rock wall behind her, following her all the way.

The Lady of Mystery: "Why do you always follow me?"

Zhou Bai: "I don't know, I just feel especially comfortable and warm when I'm near you." He said with a pitiful look, "If you don't want me to follow you, then forget it."

Seeing Zhou Bai twisting his head, lying on the wall, displaying a pitiful appearance, the Lady of Mystery twisted her snake tail, sighed, and said, "Fine, you can follow if you want, but don't fire that Guihai Black Sha again. It's just stinky and sticky, too disgusting."

"Hehehehe." Zhou Bai laughed like a child. "Don't worry, it won't happen again."

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Then next, Zhou Bai simply let Christina take control of his body, and under the suppression of the Lady of Mystery, he operated the Disaster Spirit in his sea of consciousness, continuously digesting the last trace of fortune from the Lady of Mystery.

Three hours later, this trace of fortune was digested, and Zhou Bai's potential of the Primordial Spirit had increased once again, reaching 4775.

While Zhou Bai's actual Primordial Spirit power was still 4375, with the increase in potential, he could now use the Dharma Saint Relics to train his Primordial Spirit power without any bottleneck, smoothly raising it to 4775.

However, Zhou Bai was more concerned about the enhancement of the star point.

As another stream of cyan light surged into the Disaster Spirit, Zhou Bai could feel organs starting to grow beneath the flesh, continually operating as blood was infused... With a loud "thud," the tremendous heartbeat from inside the Primordial Spirit sounded, thundering through his entire sea of consciousness like a detonation.

It seemed that a wild wind had arisen from the Disaster Spirit, instantly sweeping across the entire sea of consciousness.

Christina looked at the Disaster Spirit in the center of the sea of consciousness in astonishment, "What's happening?"

Accompanied by the thunderous heartbeat, the Disaster Spirit appeared more real and detailed, as if it were an actual living person.

Zhou Bai looked towards his decline star point.

Decline: 'Disaster Primordial Spirit - Soul Suppressing' evolves into 'Nine Calamities Primordial Spirit - Soul Suppressing Domain'...