Chapter 657: Chapter 380: Void

Forming a Soul Contract with the spirit of the Cave Sky was much smoother than Feng Qing’an had imagined, with no unexpected mishaps. The spirit of the Cave Sky, conquered by the multitudes he had displayed, naturally formed a connection with him without any surprises.

But the crux of the matter did not lie in whether the spirit of the Cave Sky was willing to submit to him, but in what he had to endure and face after concluding the contract with the spirit of the Cave Sky.

The spirit of the Cave Sky was born after a Demon Clan Great Saint’s Cave Sky was near collapse, a spirit body created for survival, symbolic of the will of the Cave Sky.

However, it was merely symbolic of the will, it could not represent the entirety of the Cave Sky, establishing a contract with it meant truly gaining the control of a Cave Sky.

Nevertheless, according to the rules of the contract, he would receive feedback from a single Cave Sky, not an individual life form, but a realm of the Cave Sky.

It housed billions of spirits, small as insects, grand as phoenixes, noble and holy creatures inhabit and reproduce there. To a certain degree, they could also be considered a part of the Cave Sky, their collective will formed the will of the Cave Sky.

[Twelfth Soul Contract: Jiuling]

[Race: Spirit of the Cave Sky]

[Attributes: Sky, Earth, Spirit]

[Potential Level: Undying · Lower Class]

[Combat Level: Dominator · Upper Class]

The contract was successfully established, both parties were connected, providing feedback to each other.

Even though Feng Qing’an possessed the Supreme Body of Ten Thousand Spirits, the feedback he could give to the spirit of the Cave Sky was like pouring a bowl of ink into a vast lake.

Beyond changing a bit of the color at the initial stage of infusion, it could make no further changes in the giant lake thereafter.

But the reverse was entirely different, Feng Qing’an had a similar experience as when he initially gained the Supreme Body of Ten Thousand Spirits, like being connected to an unfathomably vast ocean.

The most alarming thing was that this vast ocean was pouring down on him relentlessly, wanting to force all of itself into him, completely disregarding his capacity to bear the load.

But a person can change a lot in three days. Today’s Feng Qing’an was no longer the child who passively awaited the transformation of the Supreme Body of Ten Thousand Spirits in a small village, even needing to stop the transformation to save his own life.

Moreover, what he was encountering was not the endless sea of undying spirituality, but merely the original sea of one Cave Sky realm.

The fact that this original sea was wholly pouring into his body was his illusion, because he could only acquire a part of it, but this was enough.

The Cave Sky, even if a Heavenly Immortal could only get a fraction of the original source, would be enough for him to ascend.

If an ordinary person had this chance, in the case that his Three Souls and Six Spirits, as well as his body, could withstand the strain without tearing apart, he could easily attain a lifespan of ten thousand years.

Of course, gaining such a long “Lifespan” and living through ten thousand years are two completely different concepts.

In the long span of time, there would inevitably be many disasters, both natural and man-made, transformed into tribulation. If they could pass through it, they could continue living; if not, then naturally, they would vanish in life-death cycle, returning everything to nature.

However, Feng Qing’an was indifferent towards the lifespan he had accrued from obtaining a portion of the Cave Sky’s origin, because it meant nothing to him, not even an icing on the cake. He was capable of bestowing immortality upon spirits.

He, who possessed an undying spiritual source, from the moment he obtained the Supreme Body of Ten Thousand Spirits, he held a lifespan equal to the gods, even if it was the most insignificant part, he could have a lifespan as long as heaven and earth.

What he truly lacked was the power equal to his long lifespan. Only when he had obtained the power that could handle all calamities could he truly establish his footing in the heavenly and earthly realms.

At this moment, Feng Qing’an could truly perceive the surge of power coursing within him. It was a power closest to the original source of the celestial path, and he could transform it into anything.

Chaos, Yin and Yang, Five Elements.

The thunder flickering in the sky, the gentle wind flowing among the clouds… he could use this power to emulate anything that existed between heaven and earth, because this was the original power from a small celestial realm.

Even though the celestial laws of this realm were not perfect and lacked something compared to the real heaven and earth, it had everything it should have.

“Master!”

The spirit of the Cave Sky, who had obtained the Undying Spiritual Essence from Feng Qing’an, observed Feng Qing’an’s transformation from nine different directions with its gigantic heads resembling dragons and snakes.

At this moment, the youth focused on the changes within his body, guiding the constant flow of the Cave Sky’s original power from the Soul Contract, not paying a bit of attention to the changes on the outside. He didn’t have the leisure or the energy for it.

But in reality, the moment he began to take in the Cave Sky’s original power, Feng Qing’an’s body could no longer maintain the shape of an ordinary member of the Human Race.

In just a blink, he revealed a figure akin to a Bodhisattva from the Buddhist Gates towering at 18 feet tall, shining with glimmering golden light, a power which even extended to the wings that spread out from his back.

The transformation did not stop there. Under the influence and infusion of the Cave Sky’s original power, Feng Qing’an’s body grew uncontrollably until it was as tall as a mountain, with clouds floating around his waist.

The golden light, which originally had strong Buddhist characteristics, and could make those with limited knowledge or experience, be they believers or cultivators, mistake him for a powerful Buddhist, gradually faded in the transformation, becoming minor divine patterns adorning his giant body.