Divine Replication System

0Tian was revealing his true form for the first time. Intelligent as he was, he understood Lin Xuan's predicament and had been keeping a low profile. Only upon returning to the Dongyuan Continent, free from the threat of any Half-level Emperor adversaries, did he feel safe to unveil his true strength.    

    

The wild winds swirling around him, caressing his form, brought him immense satisfaction and ease. For demonic beasts, being in their true form, as opposed to a shrunken one, is the epitome of comfort. This is evident in the massive size of the most formidable demonic beasts.    

    

While the Dongyuan Continent lacked such creatures, at a certain level, demonic beasts are capable of altering their size, speaking human languages, and even taking on human forms. Yet, in secluded mountains, ancient ruins, and the depths of the ocean, they often prefer to remain in their original, powerful forms.    

    

Today, Tian chose to reveal his true form for two reasons. Firstly, he felt no danger on the Dongyuan Continent and was at ease. Secondly, the vast Demon Aura Blood Pool, spanning over ten kilometers, contained Demon Aura Blood Essence of such high quality that it surpassed even the High-grade Emperor Level Spirit Liquid in both purity and volume.    

    

Remaining palm-sized would have made consuming it a tedious and inefficient process. In his true form, Tian was confident he could ingest it all, saving precious time.    

    

Even if he couldn't consume everything, it wasn't an issue. Lin Xuan had assured him that any excess would be stored in a Storage Spirit weapon. There were plenty of these vessels designed for holding spirit liquids. They could easily accommodate the contents of this expansive lake and more.    

    

All of it belonged to Tian, and he was determined to consume it in one go, then rest and digest it to maximize the benefits in the shortest time possible. The thunderous waves of sound spread out, pulsating with formidable might, causing the Void to rupture and mend in a continuous cycle.    

    

The earth split open once again, creating massive fissures.    

    

Nearby mountain peaks shattered and collapsed with thunderous force.    

    

Wei Zhengzhen, Elemental Spirit, and other peak Emperor Level individuals were all shaken, their Vitality and Pill Essence in turmoil, their complexions changing as they hastily retreated.    

    

They felt as though their Dantian and Vitality were on the verge of spiraling out of control, threatening to send them into a berserk state.    

    

Lesser Emperor Level Martial Cultivators spat out blood, unable to contain themselves, their auras drastically weakened.    

    

This time, including Wei Zhengzhen and the Elemental Spirit Sons at the peak of Emperor Level, all retreated at least ten miles away.    

    

The elite forces within the Emperor Level Flying Ships, though shielded by the protective barriers and at a greater distance, suffered minimal injury.    

    

Yet, they were still deeply shaken.    

    

Even from ten miles away, the protective shields of the Emperor Level Flying Ships rippled as if they might shatter at any moment.    

    

Should they break, most of the disciples, not yet at Emperor Level, would be decimated by the onslaught.    

    

It would be a disaster if, after facing minimal losses in the battle against the Devil Cloud Sect, Tian's roars resulted in greater casualties.    

    

That would be a tremendous loss.    

    

They could neither expect nor dare to seek compensation from Lin Xuan.    

    

They had no choice but to swallow this bitter pill.    

    

Therefore, they had to keep their distance.    

    

This time, they had truly experienced the horror of Lin Xuan's blood-colored demonic beast.    

    

Merely a carefree, exuberant roar, devoid of any malice, was enough to force the peak Emperor Level to retreat.    

    

Such an event was beyond their wildest imaginations in the past.    

    

Yet now, it had become their stark reality.    

    

For them, this fearsome blood-colored demonic beast was as formidable as Lin Xuan, an entity they dared not provoke.    

    

It was wiser to keep their distance to avoid unintended harm.    

    

Any other aspirations had long since vanished.    

    

They were already no match for Lin Xuan.    

    

Now, with the addition of this blood-colored demonic beast, their chances were even slimmer.    

    

High above the Demon Aura Blood Pool, Tian unleashed a series of roars that rolled like thunder, piercing the clouds with awe-inspiring might.    

    

At that moment, it became the center of the world.    

    

Without further delay, it opened its gaping maw and began to suck in with ferocity.    

    

A tremendous suction force burst forth, instantly creating a tornado that seemed to bridge the gap between heaven and earth.    

    

The surface of the Demon Aura Blood Spirit Pool was no longer tranquil but roiled with tumultuous waves.    

    

Giant swells rose and crashed, some reaching heights of a hundred meters, a sight not uncommon.    

    

The tornado itself turned a dark, blood-red hue as copious amounts of Demon Aura blood were funneled into Tian's gaping mouth, resembling an inverted celestial river, not of silver-white, but of a sinister black and red.    

    

The sound of thunderous rumbling filled the air, echoing with the resonance of the surging energy.    

    

Time ticked away slowly.    

    

The relentless surge of the waves and the relentless crash of the water persisted, unceasing.    

    

In the Demon Aura Blood Spirit Pool, the awe-inspiring spectacle seemed eternal, unchanging.    

    

Tian continued to voraciously consume the black and red spirit blood within the pool, never pausing.    

    

Typically, a creature could only consume an amount of spirit blood no greater than one-tenth of its body size. Even those with exceptional talents could scarcely reach one-third.    

    

Yet, as time passed, Tian had ingested an amount of Demon Aura blood that exceeded his own size, with no sign of slowing down.    

    

His form showed no visible change, as if his belly contained a black hole capable of devouring endless energy—a truly bizarre phenomenon.    

    

The martial artists observing from a distance were astounded by the scene.    

    

They found Tian's insatiable consumption of spirit blood not at all strange but rather expected.    

    

After all, Lin Xuan's spiritual pet, the blood-colored demonic beast, had transcended the levels of the entire Dongyuan Continent.    

    

Only in certain ancient ruins, records, and historical texts were there scant details of such beings.    

    

The presence of such extraordinary features was, in fact, quite normal.    

    

What remained unknown was how much this vast quantity of high-grade Demon Aura blood, devoured by the blood-colored demonic beast, would enhance its power and to what level it would ascend.    

    

They were merely curious, lacking any benchmark for judgment.    

    

They were on the Dongyuan Continent, and as such, their perspectives and insights were somewhat limited.    

    

High above in the sky, Tian continued to devour the vast quantities of Demon Aura blood below him with tireless enthusiasm. Yet, there was no noticeable increase in his aura. Lin Xuan surmised that Tian was temporarily storing the energy rather than digesting it. Simultaneous digestion and consumption would require significantly more time and energy, making it less efficient.    

    

It made more sense to first devour and store the energy, then find a safe place to sleep and digest it, as he had done in the past. This approach was far superior. Having done this several times before, Tian knew how to make the optimal choice.    

    

Chapter 29 - The Best Choice