Volume 3 - Chapter 406: Heaven and Earth Immortal Physique, The Power Struggles of Great Clans (Part 1)
Amidst the shroud of the Chess Domain and Dao Domain, Li Hao sat with his eyes closed, immersed in the convergence of his primordial spirit and immortal physique—a grand game was unfolding within him.
In this match, the black and white pieces were none other than his primordial spirit and immortal body, locked in a contest of wits and force.
The insights of the Twelfth Level of the Chess Dao fused seamlessly with each of his placements. Black and white clashed in endless entanglement. Every move brimmed with the profundities of the Chess Dao, executed with absolute precision—no flaws, no openings. Black and white could transform into each other, every step a killing trap, yet every trap a possible path to survival.
Reversing black and white, inverting life and death—just like the primordial spirit and the fleshly immortal body, both now resonated in harmony, capable of transforming into one another.
The primordial spirit was the immortal physique. The immortal physique was the primordial spirit.
A vague yet profound realization dawned on Li Hao: he was forging a new type of immortal body, venturing down a path never before walked.
Perhaps others—peerless geniuses or even Immortal Emperors—had once touched upon this road. But now he, too, had stepped onto this rarely treaded path. And when this game concluded, when the pieces were set, it might be the moment he truly carved out an unrivaled Dao.
Time passed. Golden radiance from his primordial spirit suffused Li Hao’s entire immortal physique. Each pore seemed bathed in divine essence, hiding pure divine light.
Each finger carried the power to pierce mountains. When his five fingers clenched, he could grasp through the void itself.
Feeding on Ancient Fiend flesh, he had nearly nine hundred golden bones of the primordial spirit. The sheer strength of his primordial spirit alone now rivaled the peak of the Immortal Lord Realm.
Now, fused with his immortal body, his overall strength continued to climb without end. His previous immortal physique, backed by a mere first-level Immortal Lord cultivation, could at most withstand a fifth-level Immortal Lord’s assault. But now, it surged past the seventh level… the eighth…
Li Hao believed that once the fusion was complete, even at the first level of the Immortal Lord Realm, he could resist a full-strength attack from one at the very peak of the realm!
At that point, his physique would no longer be one of the Ten Great Immortal Bodies of the True World—it would transcend them.
“Perhaps now, it should be called... the Heaven and Earth Immortal Physique.”
Li Hao slowly opened his eyes. The fusion process continued. The game was far from over. Each move required immense energy, a perfect interplay between his primordial spirit and immortal flesh.
Without reaching the Twelfth Level of the Chess Dao, he would never have had the chess skill necessary to construct this Heaven and Earth Immortal Physique.
Beyond the evolution of his immortal body, he sensed another breakthrough. His immortal energy had surpassed the liquid-state limit and was undergoing a strange metamorphosis—his immortal power now radiated divine light, infused with the power of his primordial spirit.
As a result, all his offensive techniques that utilized immortal power could now carry a pure primordial spirit attack!
This was monumental. Even those at the True Immortal Realm possessed near-immortality; they could regenerate from a drop of blood. As long as their immortal energy endured, broken bodies and shattered immortal physiques could heal in an instant.
But not the primordial spirit.
Damage or exhaustion of the primordial spirit required rare and costly immortal pills to heal—precious resources hoarded by powerful sects, indispensable during war, classified as strategic assets.
Now, in prolonged combat, Li Hao’s attacks carried primordial spirit damage. His foes' bodies might regenerate endlessly, but their primordial spirits wouldn’t last!
Even more terrifying—his own immortal physique housed the power of the primordial spirit. It came at no cost to himself.
“So immortal energy… can fuse with other powers too…”
Li Hao was slightly amazed.
What he didn’t know was that breaking the liquid-state limit of immortal energy could indeed allow it to fuse with other attributes. Certain great clans or bearers of peerless bloodlines possessed unique powers within their immortal energy—one of the key distinctions between mighty lineages and ordinary immortals.
As all the insights from the Twelfth Level of the Chess Dao settled into him, half a month slipped by.
In this time, Li Hao’s comprehension of the Chess Dao underwent a qualitative leap. New patterns and insights flooded his mind. He also absorbed Dao-origin insights into Time, Space, and Life and Death.
His mastery of the Dao of Time soared to the peak of the fifth level.
His Dao of Space also broke through to the peak of the fifth level.
One Dao—Chess—had pushed both of these supreme Nine Sequences Daos up by nearly two levels. Li Hao began to wonder: at the end of all Daos, was the Chess Dao truly mightier than the Nine Sequences?
With his mastery of Time and Space now at the fifth peak, and his Flesh Dao at the sixth level, he felt a subtle transformation in his Dao-Origin Immortal Seal. It could now contain and refine even more immortal energy.
Though still only at the first level of the Immortal Lord Realm, the amount of immortal energy he carried surpassed the weakest one-flower Immortal Seal by over ten thousand times!
Yes—that was the gulf between the strongest and the weakest.
Each additional flower on an Immortal Seal doubled the capacity for immortal energy.
A nine-flower Immortal Seal held 256 times the energy. A Nine-Flower Nine-Sequences Seal quintupled that to 1,280 times.
And the Dao-Origin Unification level? It was ten times that again—10,000 times stronger than a one-flower Immortal Seal.
Granted, few who reached the Immortal Lord Realm stopped at one flower—most had two or three. Geniuses had six or seven. The elite had nine.
Li Hao had once cut down thirty-four peers in one stroke, not only because of his sword techniques but because of his overwhelming reserves of immortal energy.
His energy alone rivaled a seventh- or eighth-level Immortal Lord. Now that his energy had condensed into a liquid state and further multiplied, it reached the level of the weakest full-circle Immortal Lords.
Of course, most full-circle Immortal Lords possessed three- or four-flower Seals, narrowing the difference.
Geniuses of great clans like Su Muqing could also rival low-end full-circle Immortal Lords, but they faced extraordinary opponents—thus they could only reverse-slay one or two levels above.
Compared to such prodigies, Li Hao currently could only match those at the sixth or seventh level.
But he sensed—once his Heaven and Earth Immortal Physique was fully forged, he could face even the top-tier seventh or eighth-level geniuses head-on!
“In the Southern Domain, Shi Miao reached the seventh level of the Immortal Lord Realm and claimed the title of invincible within the realm. I’m still not there yet…”
Li Hao thought of the Southern Domain. Thought of that girl’s broken figure standing tall in a hopeless battlefield. With no Immortal King to appear, she alone reigned supreme—unmatched in the Southern Domain.
He still trailed behind her footsteps.
Lifting his head, he gazed softly toward the sealed gates of the great hall.
He cast his thoughts aside. Reaching out, he took a piece of divine wood and began to carve with a small knife.
As he carved, he simultaneously continued building his Heaven and Earth Immortal Physique—more precisely, playing the inner game with his primordial spirit and flesh as the pieces.
At the same time, part of his consciousness pondered: where should this Twelfth-Level Chess Dao state of mind be embedded?
Should he embed it in the Sword Dao? Or the Dao of Dominion?
If he chose Dominion, all his immortal techniques would leap in power. Top-tier Immortal Lord-level techniques could likely be understood at a glance and mastered to perfection with a bit of practice.
After all, the sixth level of Dominion corresponded with the pinnacle of the Immortal Lord Realm.
If he chose the Sword Dao instead, his destructive power would skyrocket.
“Not enough… even a Twelfth-Level state of mind isn’t enough…”
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