Finally Senary Growth! Rebirth from a Drop of Blood, Myriad Transformations, Immortality and Imperishability!

"Hmm?" "As expected of Ancient Demon Taozun." "To eradicate you completely would truly take considerable effort." Lu Changsheng's flesh blanketed Ancient Demon Taozun's body, devouring him relentlessly and completely suppressing him. Yet this was merely suppression. To wipe out Ancient Demon Taozun entirely would likely require a long time. Lu Changsheng did not wish to linger for so long, however. After all, the disturbance at Flower Spirit Hall had been immense. The longer things dragged on, who knew what might happen? His objective this time was solely demon plants, not slaying demons. Thus, having acquired enough demon plants, Lu Changsheng retracted his flesh and ceased devouring Ancient Demon Taozun's body. "Let's go!" Taking Liu Feng with him, Lu Changsheng sped away. Before long, their figures vanished without a trace. After Lu Changsheng departed, Ancient Demon Taozun's flesh slowly coalesced back into form. Lingering dread filled Taozun's heart. Just moments ago, he had felt genuine terror. He had come terrifyingly close to death. That sensation of being completely overpowered had been unmistakable. Given a little more time, he would undoubtedly have perished! "Just who is that man?" "To possess the might of an ancient demon, and even the ability to kill me?" "Among the blood scions, there could never be such a horrifying existence." "Unless... he is the source of all blood scions, that mysterious Flesh Progenitor?" Ancient Demon Taozun was not foolish. He quickly deduced the full sequence of events and roughly guessed Lu Changsheng's identity. The Flesh Progenitor! Only the Flesh Progenitor could possess such terrifying strength. If Ancient Demon Taozun had previously paid little heed to the Flesh Progenitor, thinking he amounted to nothing, he no longer held that belief. Even he had nearly died at the hands of the Flesh Progenitor. The Flesh Progenitor had achieved an unstoppable momentum! He would undoubtedly become a grave threat to the demon race! "The Flesh Progenitor has arrived. I must inform the other ancient demons of this news." "Most importantly, I must report this to the Demon Ancestor!" "Yet the Demon Ancestor has not fully awakened. Who can match the Flesh Progenitor?" "All we can do is wait!" Ancient Demon Taozun's expression was grim beyond measure. He understood the current situation clearly. Waiting was his only option. If he sought vengeance now and flushed out the Flesh Progenitor, who could actually slay him? Or if he banded together with several other ancient demons to strike in unison, could they truly encircle and kill the Flesh Progenitor? It was exceedingly unlikely. Yet if the Flesh Progenitor were left unchecked, who knew what catastrophic devastation he might wreak? Ancient Demon Taozun hesitated no longer, immediately sending word to the other ancient demons: The Flesh Progenitor had arrived in the Demon Realm! *Whoosh.* After putting substantial distance between himself and Ancient Demon Taozun, far away from Flower Spirit Hall, Lu Changsheng set Liu Feng down. "Liu Feng, do you know of a relatively safe, secluded place?" "Progenitor, there is a safe, secluded location that the true demons are unlikely to find." And so, Liu Feng led Lu Changsheng to a forested mountain. Hidden within several caves in the forest were many blood scions. The caves were completely interconnected, and the blood scions rarely ventured outside. In this manner, it was difficult for true demons to discover them. Lu Changsheng was quite pleased. "I need to enter seclusion for a time. No one is to disturb me!" "Understood, Progenitor." Liu Feng now obeyed Lu Changsheng implicitly. He understood that if blood scions—or even humanity as a whole—wished to contend with the Demon Ancestor, their only hope rested upon the Flesh Progenitor. After all, the Flesh Progenitor could already battle ancient demons. No, it was far more than mere contention. He could crush ancient demons! Even Ancient Demon Taozun was no match for him. If the Progenitor took another step forward, would he not be able to confront even the Demon Ancestor? Only by countering the Demon Ancestor could humans and blood scions truly stand against the demon race! Lu Changsheng entered a secluded chamber. He glanced at his harvest this time; it was immense, a bountiful haul. A massive heap of demon plants was piled on the floor—enough to sustain a full year of cultivation. Yes, not just a month, but over a year! Of course, that was at his current cultivation speed. Once he broke through, how long it would sustain him remained uncertain. In fact, it was hard to say whether he could even continue using them after breaking through. For now, with enough to cultivate for an entire year, he would easily bridge the final five percent of progress no matter what. "Let us begin." Lu Changsheng was thoroughly prepared. Without further hesitation, he began refining the demon plants, dedicating himself immediately to advancing the Flesh Martial Dao. ... Ancient Demon Taozun rushed to a grand palace. This was the Demon Ancestor Hall, one of the most critical places in the entire demon race. Naturally, while there was more than one ancient demon, there was only a single Demon Ancestor Hall, which underscored its paramount significance. Just as Ancient Demon Taozun arrived, an ancient demon spoke up: "Taozun, I hear you were defeated by a blood scion?" Taozun replied coldly, "Not a blood scion, but the Flesh Progenitor! He is the source of every blood scion under heaven, and his strength is utterly unfathomable. I was truly no match for him. Had he not been in a hurry to leave, I would likely be dead." "What?" The other ancient demon seemed taken aback. He had not expected Taozun to willingly admit defeat, let alone confess to nearly dying. What kind of entity was Taozun? The other ancient demons knew better than anyone. By no means weak! In fact, he ranked among the stronger ancient demons. If the Flesh Progenitor could kill Taozun, he could certainly kill the rest of them. The ancient demons were no longer surprised that blood scions could kill ordinary demons. Since blood scions could kill demons, it seemed only natural that the Flesh Progenitor could kill ancient demons. "So, Taozun, what do you intend to do?" the ancient demon asked. "I must see the Demon Ancestor and report this critical matter to him." The ancient demon frowned. "However, Lord Demon Ancestor has not yet awakened. He explicitly instructed us not to disturb him unless something of supreme importance arose." Taozun sneered. "Is this not important enough? A Flesh Progenitor capable of slaying ancient demons—should he advance further, the consequences would be unimaginable! This concerns the very survival of our demon race. If this does not qualify as important, what does?" The ancient demon fell silent. After a long pause, he said slowly, "Very well. Enter." A subterranean passageway opened within the grand hall. Following the passage, Ancient Demon Taozun reached an underground chamber. It could hardly be called a mere chamber; it was an underground palace, magnificent and vast. Ancient Demon Taozun walked straight up to a secluded chamber, dropped respectfully to his knees, and declared, "Greetings, Lord Ancestor!" "What is it?" A raspy voice drifted out from inside the chamber. "Reporting to Lord Ancestor: your subordinate encountered the Flesh Progenitor. This Flesh Progenitor possesses immense power; I was nearly slain by him. He poses an existential threat to our demon race, and I request Lord Ancestor to make the decision!" Ancient Demon Taozun reported with utmost deference. He believed the Demon Ancestor would recognize the gravity of the Flesh Progenitor. After a long silence, the Demon Ancestor spoke languidly: "No matter. Wait a little over a month, and I shall fully awaken. When that time comes, wiping out this Flesh Progenitor will be trivial. This world shall forever be ruled by our demon race! None may covet it!" Ancient Demon Taozun felt thoroughly reassured. With those words from the Demon Ancestor, the Flesh Progenitor's doom was sealed. Regardless of what abilities or tricks the Flesh Progenitor possessed, they were meaningless before the Demon Ancestor. Ancient Demon Taozun respectfully withdrew. Behind him, inside the chamber, only a long sigh lingered. "Several millennia, yet still unable to break free of this world's shackles. "This world gave rise to us, yet it also binds us, becoming our prison... "Soon, though. Faintly, this world is beginning to graze against and collide with another. When that time comes, perhaps it will be the moment to break free of the cage..." The Demon Ancestor's voice echoed within the chamber. Yet at present, not a single demon could hear these murmurs. Soon, silence returned to the chamber, as though nothing had happened. Time passed swiftly. In the blink of an eye, a month slipped by. Lu Changsheng had remained inside the secluded chamber refining demon plants and driving the progress of his Flesh Martial Dao. Quinary growth was indeed arduous to advance; without demon plants, progress was slower than a snail's crawl. This time, however, Lu Changsheng possessed a virtually inexhaustible supply. He did not hold back or spare any resources, consuming demon plants in vast quantities to advance the Flesh Martial Dao. His approach proved remarkably effective. In just one month, the progress of his Flesh Martial Dao had reached ninety-nine percent. Reaching one hundred percent would likely happen this very day. *Boom!* Suddenly, Lu Changsheng's entire body shuddered. Immediately after, he sensed the Martial Dao residing within the unseen void. The Martial Dao of this world had long since evolved to the level of senary growth. After all, the number of blood scions grew by the day. How terrifying was the collective will of all living beings? Accumulating together, it had already pushed the Martial Dao through the barrier, reaching the very ceiling of this world. With the guidance of that Martial Dao, once Lu Changsheng's Flesh Martial Dao reached one hundred percent of quinary growth, breaking through to senary growth would be effortless. Lu Changsheng sensed the Martial Dao in the void for a brief moment. Then, he drew down a thread of Martial Dao True Intent. *Boom!* At that moment, Lu Changsheng's Flesh Martial Dao broke through. His physical body underwent a drastic transformation. This was senary growth, the utmost limit of this world. Consequently, this breakthrough was extraordinary. Every shred of Lu Changsheng's flesh and blood underwent a frenzied metamorphosis. He suddenly dissolved into massive masses of flesh, as though devoid of any fixed shape. His physical density soared exponentially, ultimately reaching an incomparable degree. Moreover, Lu Changsheng walked the path of the Flesh Martial Dao. Senary growth rivaled a Martial Saint. Thus, at this moment, it seemed that every strand of Lu Changsheng's flesh could be endowed with a conscious mind. *Swish.* Inside the chamber, a mass of flesh shifted into Lu Changsheng's likeness. Then came a second, a third, a fourth, a fifth... Every figure was Lu Changsheng, all shaped from his flesh and blood. These avatars were no longer dull or expressionless; each was remarkably vivid and alive. "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist." "Felicitations, Fellow Daoist." "Flesh transformed, myriad transformations, rebirth from a drop of blood, immortal and imperishable!" Every "Lu Changsheng" smiled knowingly. The scene appeared bizarre and chilling. Each of these avatars seemed to be Lu Changsheng, yet none of them seemed entirely him. It was an intensely eerie sensation. Before long, the avatars merged back together. In the end, Lu Changsheng's figure reappeared as a single solitary form. "It is done!" A faint smile surfaced on Lu Changsheng's face. Then, Lu Changsheng called up his attribute panel: Host: Lu Changsheng Title: Flesh Progenitor Flesh Martial Dao: Senary Growth Innate Talents: Rebirth from a Drop of Blood, Myriad Transformations, Immortality and Imperishability On the attribute panel, his Flesh Martial Dao had indeed reached the realm of senary growth. Moreover, there was no longer any progress percentage shown behind senary growth. This meant that his realm had reached the upper limit of this world. He could no longer raise his realm here. However, what intrigued Lu Changsheng even more were the newly appeared "Innate Talents" on the attribute panel. Previously, no innate talents had been listed. In other words, not even quinary growth possessed innate talents; they only manifested once he advanced to senary growth. These were talents unique to senary growth. "Rebirth from a drop of blood..." An intuitive flash of clarity struck Lu Changsheng, and he understood the nature of this talent immediately. Even if only a single drop of his blood remained, he could revive anew, completely unchanged from before. At most, he would be significantly weakened, but by consuming enough flesh and blood, he could restore his full strength. In other words, so long as Lu Changsheng concealed enough blood or flesh in advance, fatal accidents were virtually impossible. He could not die! Or rather, killing him was next to impossible. This differed from the demons. Demons were truly unkillable under ordinary conditions. Lu Changsheng, however, operated differently: he could leave caches of flesh or blood hidden in various locations. If his true body died, those preserved traces of blood or flesh could regenerate him. That was rebirth from a drop of blood! In a certain sense, this was even more terrifying than the demons' immortal power. After all, the immortally resilient power of the demons could now be countered by the flesh of blood scions. Yet against Lu Changsheng's rebirth from a drop of blood, there was virtually no countermeasure. After all, who could ever know how much flesh and blood he had stashed away? "And the second innate talent, myriad transformations..." With a thought, a hum resonated. In the next breath, Lu Changsheng transformed into a flood dragon. Then he became a Taotie—the spitting image of Ancient Demon Taozun. Successive transformations followed in rapid succession. "Myriad transformations... and these are genuine transformations, possessing the actual abilities of whatever form I assume! "However, I can only transform into entities a tier lower than myself. Furthermore, I require a physical catalyst, such as hair, flesh, or blood; otherwise, the transformation captures only the form, not the spirit." Lu Changsheng experimented a bit more. Myriad transformations was indeed immensely useful. The limitation of only copying lower-tier beings hardly mattered; he could simply execute those transformations using his avatars. Finally, there was the last innate talent: immortality and imperishability. For Lu Changsheng, this was somewhat superfluous. This so-called immortality and imperishability applied only within this world. Because this world had coalesced a Martial Dao founded upon the Flesh Martial Dao, as long as that Martial Dao endured, any martial artist who attained senary growth through the Flesh Martial Dao would enjoy immortality, imperishability, and near-eternal life. Once he departed this world, however, this immortality and imperishability would cease to function. Regardless, attaining senary growth and acquiring these three innate talents was formidable. It was practically a qualitative metamorphosis! "It is time." Lu Changsheng rose and exited the secluded chamber. Outside, Liu Feng had been standing watch, attentively monitoring the chamber at all times. The moment the chamber door opened, Liu Feng stepped forward and bowed reverently. "Greetings, Progenitor." "Well done," Lu Changsheng said. "You have kept watch outside throughout this period; it has been hard on you. Has there been any news from the demons outside?" Liu Feng answered, "Lord Progenitor, during this past month, the Demon Realm has been remarkably quiet. Not a whisper has come out of Flower Spirit Hall; it is as though the demons have quieted down entirely. "According to the Flesh Temple's intelligence, the demons have even halted their crackdowns against the blood scions in the Demon Realm, granting many of our brethren a chance to breathe. This is all thanks to Lord Progenitor. "Had Lord Progenitor not wreaked havoc in Flower Spirit Hall and defeated Ancient Demon Taozun, instilling caution in those ancient demons so they dared not continue hunting blood scions, our numbers in the Demon Realm would likely have dwindled even further." Liu Feng was evidently delighted. After all, the blood scions' circumstances seemed to be improving, unlike before when they were on the verge of total extermination. "The demons have quieted down?" Lu Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly. He did not share Liu Feng's optimism. He sensed that the demon race would not let matters drop so easily. Their quietude did not stem from apprehension or fear of him. In all likelihood, this was the calm before the storm. The demons were preparing a major operation, one almost certainly aimed directly at Lu Changsheng. They might even possess absolute confidence in executing him. That was why they had gone quiet. If they were confident they could slay the Flesh Progenitor, their stillness was merely to avoid alerting the snake, ensuring a single fatal strike! Yet his battle with Ancient Demon Taozun should have made it crystal clear to Taozun that killing him would not be easy. Even if several or a dozen ancient demons joined forces, they would not necessarily succeed. To have absolute certainty of killing him, there was perhaps only one possibility. The Demon Ancestor! Within the demon race, the Demon Ancestor was likely on the verge of waking. Only with the Demon Ancestor awakened would the demons possess absolute certainty of slaying Lu Changsheng. Unfortunately for them, it was too late. The demons had been waiting for the Demon Ancestor, but was Lu Changsheng not biding his time as well? Now that a month had passed, his grand momentum had been forged. Who could kill him? "Liu Feng, assemble the blood scions," Lu Changsheng said suddenly. "Hm?" "Lord Progenitor, what are we...?" Liu Feng asked in confusion. "We go to the Demon Ancestor Hall. "If their Demon Ancestor has not yet awakened, we will eliminate him in his sleep! "If he has awakened, we shall have a proper battle." Lu Changsheng spoke calmly, yet beneath his placid tone lay overbearing dominance. "Is this... a counteroffensive against the demons?" Liu Feng trembled from head to toe. He was thrilled, overwhelmed with excitement. A counterattack against the demons? He had never dared dream of such a thing. Not just Liu Feng—what blood scion would dare imagine it? This was the Demon Realm! In the Demon Realm, the blood scions were barely scraping by. Who among them would contemplate a counteroffensive? Yet now, the Progenitor spoke of marching against them! "It can hardly be called a counteroffensive; I merely wish to test the Demon Ancestor's measure. "If the Demon Ancestor proves brittle, I will crush the demon race along the way!" Hands clasped behind his back, Lu Changsheng spoke placidly, his words ringing with confidence and domineering pride. There was another sentence Lu Changsheng did not utter aloud: If the Demon Ancestor proved formidable, he would simply wait a few more months. When the time came to project his true body's power into this world, wiping out the entire demon race would still be well within his grasp! Before long, Liu Feng had gathered several hundred blood scions. These hundreds had been hiding in the forested mountains, barely scraping by. With the Progenitor taking the field in person, however, they cast aside all thoughts of hiding. Toward the Progenitor, every member of the blood race held a blind, unshakeable confidence! This time, Lu Changsheng made no effort to conceal his movements. Leading several hundred followers, he advanced toward the Demon Ancestor Hall in grand and open fashion. With such a commotion, the demons naturally caught wind of it early on. Strangely, however, they mounted no interception against Lu Changsheng and the blood scions. There was not even a token hindrance; the path remained entirely unobstructed. This only reinforced Lu Changsheng's conviction: the demons were waiting for him! Soon, the blood scions arrived before the Demon Ancestor Hall. Lu Changsheng swept his consciousness across the area, immediately sensing that over a dozen ancient demons were gathered inside. Evidently, the ancient demons had all assembled in one place. "All ancient demons, roll out and face your deaths!" Lu Changsheng's voice echoed through the air with thunderous resonance. "Roar..." One ancient demon true body after another manifested in rapid succession, flying out from the Demon Ancestor Hall into the sky. Over a dozen ancient demons confronted Lu Changsheng across the expanse. On the surface, Lu Changsheng appeared vastly outnumbered and weak. With merely several hundred ordinary blood scions at his back, how could they stand against a dozen ancient demons? The terrifying aura blotting out the sky directly crushed down upon the blood scions behind Lu Changsheng. Among their ranks was an "old acquaintance" of Lu Changsheng: Ancient Demon Taozun! Ancient Demon Taozun stepped forward, his voice booming through the air. "Flesh Progenitor, you actually dared come to the Demon Ancestor Hall?" Lu Changsheng replied indifferently, "What of it? "Summon the Demon Ancestor at once. "If he does not show himself today, I will slaughter you all and destroy the Demon Ancestor Hall while I'm at it." The ancient demons flew into a fury. "Insolent!" "Audacious! How dare you spout such arrogant drivel?" "I will swallow you alive..." These ancient demons seethed with rage. Never had anyone dared act so brazenly before them. "It seems the Demon Ancestor has not yet awakened?" "In that case, die." Lu Changsheng's gaze turned frosty. His words earlier had merely been a probe. Now, he had no interest in further banter. If the Demon Ancestor did not awaken, what could these ancient demons possibly achieve? Today, he would unleash a slaughter! *Rumble!* Lu Changsheng struck out with a palm. Blotting out the sky, a colossal palm materialized in the void. This palm was profoundly eerie; with its descent, an invisible force instantly locked down all dozen-odd demons. In particular, the terrifying pressure—crushing like Mount Tai collapsing from above—nearly suffocated the ancient demons. Only now did the ancient demons discover in horror that under this dreadful aura and pressure, even struggling to resist was a pipe dream. They could not even muster the will to fight back. They had experienced such terrifying pressure once before: From the Demon Ancestor! At this moment, the dozen-odd ancient demons felt as though they were facing the Demon Ancestor himself. They could only stare in petrified terror as the colossal palm plummeted from the heavens. "No..." "Ancestor, save us..." Terror seized the ancient demons. Under this crushing might, every one of them tasted the stench of impending death. It felt as if this single descending palm would genuinely extinguish their lives! *Bang!* At last, the palm landed. Without the slightest power to resist, the dozen-plus ancient demons were smashed into paste, reduced to a heap of minced flesh. Facing that pile of mangled flesh, Lu Changsheng opened his mouth and drew a deep breath. Instantly, the paste that had once been more than a dozen ancient demons flew toward his gaping mouth. Once Lu Changsheng devoured their flesh, these ancient demons would truly be dead. "Your methods are truly impressive, sir!" "Halt!" Suddenly, an indifferent, raspy voice rang out from within the Demon Ancestor Hall. Along with that voice, everything in the sky seemed to congeal. All came to a dead standstill. An unseen force seemed to command the void itself. "Words carrying the weight of law!" "So the so-called Demon Ancestor has already reached this realm?" Lu Changsheng spoke suddenly. Everything around him had frozen, but he was not among the immobilized. The mass of ancient demon flesh suspended in the air was still; the blood scions behind him were frozen motionless; even the wind had ceased to blow. The only exceptions were Lu Changsheng and a black-robed figure walking out from the Demon Ancestor Hall step by step into the empty sky. The Demon Ancestor! The Demon Ancestor of the Demon Ancestor Hall had finally revealed himself! There was no earth-shattering demon power. There was not even a terrifying demon true body. What Lu Changsheng saw resembled nothing more than an ordinary old man. Who could have imagined that this ordinary old man was the Demon Ancestor? Furthermore, in Lu Changsheng's eyes, this Demon Ancestor was all the more unusual. The figure seemed faintly fused with this world, yet appeared to be constantly struggling to break free of it, reluctant to remain merged with the realm. Did he wish to break free from the world's shackles? From the Secret World Tower, Lu Changsheng knew that certain life-forms in secret worlds were born of the world itself. Born naturally fused with the world, such beings could command law with every utterance, wielding power terrifying to the extreme. Yet it was also a shackle. Because they were fused with the world, those supreme entities could never take another step forward, nor could they ever break free of the world's confinement. They were unlike the martial artists or immortal cultivators of the Immortal Martial World, who could freely depart the Immortal Martial World to journey into other secret worlds. "Demon Ancestor, or should I say, heavenly demon." "You were born of this world." "If I am not mistaken, the demon race is a life-form of your own creation, is it not?" Lu Changsheng suddenly asked. "Indeed. The demon race is a life-form I created, fashioned after my own being." Lu Changsheng asked again, "Then what of the human race?" "The human race..." "In truth, humanity was born naturally between heaven and earth. "Because of that, I have been studying humans, observing why they could be generated by heaven and earth and born of nature. "Previously, I could not understand. But now, looking upon you, I seem to comprehend..." A peculiar light flickered in the Demon Ancestor's eyes. "If I am not mistaken, you are not a being native to this world, are you?" As his words fell, the atmosphere seemed to freeze in an instant. The Demon Ancestor stared fixedly at Lu Changsheng, unwilling to miss the slightest detail.