“Yes. That’s exactly what it is. An Innate Dao Embryo.”Talan’s laughter rolled through the chamber, deep and unfiltered. There was something old in it—ancient, really. The kind of confidence that only comes from surviving eras where entire civilizations rise and fall like dust.“That humanoid stone embryo,” he went on, clearly enjoying himself now, “is no ordinary thing. It’s an Innate Dao Embryo—born straight from heaven and earth. Even back in my time, something like this was a once-in-a-lifetime sight.”Kaelen Viremont squinted slightly, his gaze fixed on the stone figure resting quietly nearby. Doubt flickered across his face, faint but real.“Talan,” he said after a beat, voice steady, “does this thing actually help me right now? Or is it just… rare?”Talan chuckled low, the kind of laugh that promised trouble.“So you don’t know,” he said. “Good. That makes this more fun.”He paused on purpose. Let it sink in.“The Innate Dao Embryo exists in a strange state—halfway between lif

The life-grafting process went far smoother than anyone had dared to hope.All the dangers Kaelen Viremont and Talan had braced themselves for simply… never showed up. No backlash. No instability. Not even the faintest hint of rejection. It was almost unsettling how clean it was.As the final wisps of vitality were drained from the frozen corpses of the ancient ferocious beasts, their enormous bodies stayed locked in place, unmoving. Silent. Like relics carved by time and forgotten by the world. One after another, their life force was taken completely.And yet, the Innate Dao Embryo didn’t shatter.If anything, it felt more whole than before.The seven-colored divine light wrapped around it grew brighter, denser, surging in overlapping waves. Each pulse carried real weight, the kind that pressed down on space itself and made the air feel heavier with every breath.After consuming the life force of dozens of ancient ferocious beasts, the Innate Dao Embryo was no longer something simple

Boom.The Sect Master stood right in the heart of the battlefield, unmoving. Just standing there, he felt… heavy. Overwhelming. The ground beneath his feet cracked a little, like it couldn’t handle the pressure pouring out of him. His cultivation wasn’t something built overnight. It had been carved out through years—no, decades—of suffering, training, and stubborn determination.Then his martial soul burst forth.Light flared around him, bright and fierce. Huge whirlpools of ocean-like energy spun into existence, circling his body. The currents twisted wildly, dragging at the air as if they were ready to swallow anything that dared come close.“Insolence!”The Water Elder and Fire Elder shouted almost at the same time. Their faces twisted with anger, and they didn’t waste even a second.The Water Elder raised both arms. Instantly, a massive tide exploded out from him, endless waves of pure energy crashing forward like a furious storm at sea. The air trembled, humming with power as the

The instant that sound ripped across the battlefield, everything froze.Like the world itself forgot how to breathe.A savage wave of power exploded out of Kaelen Viremont, slamming outward in all directions. The air buckled. The ground beneath him cracked with sharp, snapping sounds, fractures racing away from his feet as if the land had finally decided it couldn’t handle him anymore.Kaelen lifted his head—and roared.This wasn’t just someone shouting in anger.It was raw. Ancient. The kind of cry that felt like it came from deep inside blood and bone, something passed down through generations that should’ve stayed asleep.His black hair lashed wildly in the icy wind as golden light poured out of him. His body swelled, muscles thickening, bones reshaping, growing larger and larger until he stood there like a towering golden giant, easily over ten meters tall.He didn’t look grown.He looked forged.His skin gleamed like refined gold. His flesh pulsed with brutal vitality. Blood thun

The sky started shaking.Not thunder. Not a storm rolling in from the horizon.Just one man standing there.Kaelen Viremont stepped into the air like it was solid ground. No rush, no dramatic flare—just a quiet step upward, as if the heavens had agreed to hold him. Wind curled around him in slow spirals, almost respectful. Down below, thousands of people forgot how to breathe. You know that feeling when something big is about to happen, and your chest tightens without permission? Yeah. It was like that.Then, with the laziest lift of his hand—Two bodies dropped from the sky.The Water Elder.The Fire Elder.Both half-step into Divine Rank. Both legends had ruled for over a century.Now they slammed into the ground like broken puppets, crushed beneath an invisible weight.For a second, the battlefield went completely silent.And then Talan burst out laughing.His massive black dragon body twisted through the sky, scales flashing like polished obsidian under sunlight. His golden eyes g