Before fusing the Progenitor Saiyan Bloodline, Qin Yan had to make some preparations. He informed everyone that he intended to take Little Liya along for this period of cultivation.
Six months ago, Luo Fei and Er Niu had approached him, expressing their desire to travel and gain experience across the continent. Qin Yan had granted their request. It was indeed time for them to seek their own paths to power, and he felt there was little left he could teach them himself.
Before their departure, their Power Levels had already reached over 160 points. With their current strength and techniques, they could hold their own even against a Great Swordsman, a Sky Knight, or a Magic Saint.
If they were to encounter a Saint-level powerhouse or a Demon King, they would be able to escape provided they remained cautious. Furthermore, Saint-level experts and Demon Kings were not common sights on the continent; they were few enough to count on two hands, and meeting one was no easy feat.
Long Weiwei had also departed six months ago, returning to the capital of the Radiant Empire. She had stayed nearly a year longer than their original one-year agreement. Her extended stay was largely thanks to the efforts of the Iron Madman.
Not long after his departure, he had ascended to the rank of Sword Saint and become a Paladin. Using his influence among the empire's high-ranking officials, he had firmly supported and guaranteed Long Weiwei's safety,
allowing her to stay as long as she did. Otherwise, had an imperial princess vanished for nearly two years, rumors would have flooded the world and plunged the empire into chaos.
By the time Long Weiwei left, her Power Level had also reached 160, putting her on the verge of breaking through to become a Grand Archmage. Two months later, she did indeed achieve that breakthrough.
This news stunned the imperial high command, leaving them utterly dumbfounded. A young woman less than sixteen years old had actually attained the power of a Grand Archmage a feat without precedent in the history of the empire or the entire continent.
According to continental records, the youngest person to ever become a Grand Archmage was twenty years old, a record set five hundred years ago by the strongest Magic King of that era.
Now, she had shattered that record and secured her place in the history books. Following this glorious achievement, she was granted the title of Sky Knight by the Empire Alliance and replaced the Iron Madman as one of the Knights of the Round Table.
As the youngest Knight of the Round Table in history, she held immense power and status, finally taking firm control of her own destiny.
As for Luo Xuanyi and Xiao Bei, they had returned to Shengzai Village to continue guarding the land where they grew up. From time to time, they would visit the Primitive Mountain Range to see Qin Yan.
Their strength was roughly on par with Luo Fei and the others, so the journey between the village and the mountains didn't take long. However, Qin Yan was often deep in cultivation, so they rarely saw him.
Over the past few years, the one whose strength had improved the fastest was Little Liya. By now, the little girl's Power Level had reached a staggering 15,000 points. This rapid growth was primarily because she stayed by Qin Yan's side, and he had even taken her into the Chaos Profound Mechanism Ring to cultivate.
Qin Yan first went to Shengzai Village to say goodbye to Luo Xuanyi and Xiao Bei. He told them that he and Little Liya would be going into seclusion for an indefinite period and advised them not to look for them in the Primitive Mountain Range to avoid any unnecessary worry.
Da Bai remained in Shengzai Village to keep them company and serve as a guardian. Fortunately, over the past year, Da Bai's Power Level had reached over 340 points. With it there, Qin Yan had no concerns about the safety of the village.
With everything settled, Qin Yan took Little Liya and entered the cultivation grounds of the Primitive Chaos Traveling Palace.
Inside the space of the Chaos Profound Mechanism Ring, the training ground was a vast expanse of white. Qin Yan instructed Little Liya to cultivate on her own near the palace, while he moved to a more distant area to begin the bloodline fusion, fearing that any accidents during the process might harm her.
For this session, Qin Yan had set the environment to match the outside world; the flow of time and the gravity were standard, unlike the harsh conditions of his previous training. Everything felt relaxed, quiet, and pleasant.
However, Little Liya's training area was different. Qin Yan had set the gravity around her to ten times the level of the outside world for her cultivation.
After finding a suitable spot, Qin Yan sat cross-legged. He adjusted his breathing, calmed his mind, and relaxed his state of being. He sensed that the process of fusing the Progenitor Saiyan Bloodline would not be an easy one.
Ready, Qin Yan communicated with the system in his mind. "System, I am prepared. Begin the fusion of the Progenitor Saiyan Bloodline!"
Receiving the command, the system responded instantly. "Understood, Host."
As the system's voice faded, Qin Yan quickly closed his eyes and waited. A mass of golden, glowing blood appeared out of thin air and slowly merged into his heart. Immediately, a savage, ancient, and domineering aura surged from his depths. The bloodline fusion had begun.
As the ancestral blood continued to pour into his heart, Qin Yan felt something forcibly intruding into his body. A creeping itch began to spread, followed by a sharp pain, as if a thousand ants were gnawing at his heart.
Thump! Thump!
Qin Yan's heart rate began to accelerate. His blood became more active, and his body temperature started to rise.
White mist began to rise from his skin, and sweat appeared. A blood-red light flickered across his chest, accompanied by glints of golden light that sparkled like stars.
Before long, the sweat poured off him, and the heat intensified. Qin Yan's brow furrowed as his body fell into a state of extreme discomfort and torment. His entire form glowed with a crimson light, looking like a piece of iron being forged in a furnace.
Qin Yan felt the blood within him surging like a wild beast, racing through his meridians and breaking through layer after layer of barriers. Countless acupoints large, small, and hidden were forced wide open.
The power of the bloodline surged violently. He felt a fresh power being generated at his heart an ancient, profound, and domineering vitality that circulated through his entire body. The cycle repeated, but with every new wave of vital energy that filled his meridians, he felt an agonizing pain that grew stronger and more unbearable each time.
As the bloodline power continued to fuse, Qin Yan's body began to tremble uncontrollably, the frequency of the tremors increasing. His face was flushed a deep, swollen red.
The veins on his forehead bulged, and the meridians throughout his body expanded. Blue veins popped out as his blood surged like a flood, wave after wave, circle after circle, beginning and ending at the heart in an endless cycle.
Then, a powerful force of vital energy radiated from Qin Yan's body, dyeing the white cultivation space a terrifying blood-red. In that moment, Qin Yan looked like a man made of burning blood.
The Progenitor Saiyan Bloodline fused slowly. This persistent, slowly increasing pain was the most difficult to endure. His body shook violently, and his expression became distorted and gruesome.
Qin Yan gritted his teeth so hard that blood leaked from the corners of his mouth. His hands gripped his knees with such force that his nails dug into his flesh, yet he felt no pain from the wound the internal agony was simply too great.
His internal organs felt as if they were being shredded. His spirit was under immense torture. The physical and mental assault had pushed him to the point where he was losing sensation; his body swayed, no longer able to maintain a stable posture. Both his body and mind were on the brink of collapse.
Yet Qin Yan persisted, relying on his powerful, unyielding willpower to resist. Deep within his consciousness, a voice cautioned him not to fall, telling him to persevere and never give up.
If he wanted to become the strongest existence, he could not fail here. All his efforts could not be allowed to go to waste. Qin Yan kept telling himself: just a little longer, just a bit more, just hold on for a moment more.
In this way, Qin Yan comforted and encouraged himself, guarding the last glimmer of his consciousness. Even in the face of such immense pain, he did not cry out, a testament to his tenacious willpower.
The bloodline fusion continued. The extreme agony made time seem to pass incredibly slowly.
Suddenly, Qin Yan felt his heart accelerate once more. His blood reached a violent boiling point, and a pain a hundred times stronger than before surged into his heart and filled his entire body.
Caught off guard by the sudden change, Qin Yan coughed up a large mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.
"ROAR!!!!!!"
An ancient roar, coming from the deep chaos and sounding like that of a Chaos Demonic Ape, erupted from Qin Yan's body. It echoed throughout the entire cultivation space, its majesty soul-shaking and lingering for a long time.
In the depths of Qin Yan's mental world, a towering, ancient giant ape broke through the chaos, roaring and snarling. The sound pierced deep into the soul, leaving one shocked and terrified, with hair standing on end.
As the roar gradually subsided, the Chaos Demonic Ape within Qin Yan's mental world began to shrink. In the blink of an eye, it took on a human shape, returning to Qin Yan's current appearance. But it didn't stop there.
His body continued to evolve as if time were reversing. Soon, he had become a crying, newborn Saiyan infant, and finally, he regressed into the form of a fetus, limbs curled and eyes closed.
Qin Yan was undergoing a metamorphosis, a nirvana-like rebirth.
Cultivating in the distance, Little Liya suddenly turned around when she heard Qin Yan's roar. Her heart tightened with a sharp sting of anxiety. She knew something had happened to her brother Qin Yan and immediately flew toward him to investigate.
When she arrived, she was met with a terrifying scene. She saw a blood-drenched figure roaring toward the heavens. Though the figure was mangled beyond recognition, the girl knew it was Qin Yan. Filled with worry and trembling with fear, she cried out, "Brother Qin Yan, is that you? What happened? Why do you look like this? Don't scare me!"
"How could this happen... Brother Qin Yan, what is wrong with you?" Little Liya was so panicked she tried to rush forward to check on his condition.
Just as she was about to charge in, a voice rang out within the cultivation space. It was Tatsumaki's warning. "Don't go over there! Qin Yan is at a critical moment. If you rush in now, you will only interfere with him. It won't help; he has to endure this with his own strength."
"Don't come over! Stay away from me!" Qin Yan's pained roar came through, using his last shred of reason to stop Little Liya from approaching.
The girl froze in place, startled by his shout. Her eyes were already brimming with tears.
"Brother Qin Yan, are you okay? Please don't scare me like this," she said, her voice trembling and incoherent.
However, her words received no further response from Qin Yan. Panicked and anxious, she nonetheless remembered his warning and did not step any closer. She could only retreat to a distance and watch silently, focusing on his changes while praying in her heart for his safety.
"Ah!"
Qin Yan let out another cry of agony, rolling across the ground. Little Liya watched him writhe in pain, her heart feeling as if it were being cut by knives. Tears flowed freely down her face; though she didn't understand what was happening to him, she could only.
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