Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

Shortly after the system simulation began

A vast and boundless energy poured directly into Xia Jin's limbs and bones.

In that instant, he felt as if he had become an inflated sack, about to be torn apart at any moment.

At the same instant, the Nine Revolutions Creation Scripture began to operate rapidly, continuously purifying that power, and then repeatedly flushing, tempering, and compressing it in his meridians.

With each complete cycle, the spiritual energy within his body becomes one degree denser.

"Even the bloodline can evolve again!?" Xia Jin observed the changes within her body, a look of shock suddenly flashing in her eyes.

But soon, intense pain descended directly upon his soul.

This pain completely surpassed physical pain; Xia Jin felt as if her soul had been torn apart and then quickly kneaded back together.

Tear it up and knead it!

Tear it up and knead it!

It goes on and on, over and over again.

"Damn it, this... I'd rather just faint!!"

Xia Jin felt like his head was about to explode. After experiencing the pain of his soul being torn apart hundreds of times, he passed out as he had hoped.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but the void around him began to collapse step by step.

Countless dense void rifts instantly spread throughout the space within a radius of a hundred feet around him.

Even as Xia Jin was completely unconscious, wisps of pale purple energy slowly seeped out from the void rifts, winding their way towards his body.

Primordial purple aura.

This priceless primordial energy of heaven and earth, which is considered invaluable in the universe, is now being manipulated by the system and absorbed by Xia Jin through the 36,000 pores around her body.

Moreover, with each wisp of Primordial Purple Qi she inhaled, Xia Jin's physical strength increased by one level.

However, the Primordial Purple Qi was extremely rare, and even with the system's help, it only appeared for less than a quarter of an hour.

But that was enough for Xia Jin.

A day later, his skin developed a smooth, jade-like luster with a faint purple glow.

An invisible pressure emanated from him in all directions.

Within this eerie space, the original eerie green, bone-corroding mist had long since been forced back to the very edge of the space, occupying less than three feet of space.

Meanwhile, the light emanating from the enormous bone dragon phantom outside gradually dimmed.

Its enormous body was like a piece of porcelain that had been crushed, with countless cracks appearing.

A terrifying pressure, far exceeding that of ordinary Saint Realm experts, overflowed wildly from within the bone dragon.

Several small stars floating nearby were directly shaken off their original orbits by this pressure, some even cracking their surfaces and causing mountains to collapse.

"What...what's going on? Has something unexpected happened again?"

Having already been frightened several times, Hei Hong's face immediately turned extremely gloomy.

He stared intently at the shattering bone dragon phantom, swallowing hard. "This is holy might!? But how can this holy might be so powerful!?"

"Ancestor!! That human doesn't seem to be dead. Could he have become a saint inside?!"

Hei Hong turned his head, trembling, to look at the corpse of the progenitor of the Corpse Clan.

But this three-zhang-tall corpse was also acting strangely at this moment. The corpse, which had been devoid of consciousness, was now emitting a strong sense of dread.

It was as if its consciousness, which had been dormant for countless years, had been completely awakened by this holy might that broke through from within.

Inside the space, Xia Jin's body had completed its final transformation.

The torrent of energy that had just squeezed him so hard he could barely breathe had now subsided.

At this moment, a sacred pill radiating immortal luster appeared within his body, and the power of the sacred realm flowed out from this sacred pill, filling his entire body.

At that very moment, Xia Jin also awoke from her coma.

Mid-stage Saint Realm!

His nine hundred thousand years of cultivation allowed him to skip the initial stage of the Saint Realm and directly reach the middle stage of the Saint Realm.

No further questions were needed; Xia Jin's current cultivation level was already clear in her mind!

Xia Jin slowly opened his eyes. Countless stars seemed to be born and vanished deep within his pupils, and an aura unique to saints filled the entire space.

What's even more striking is his brow.

The sun mark that used to require him to exert all his strength to manifest now appeared on its own.

Moreover, this sun mark has transformed into a golden-purple color, overflowing with Daoist charm, like a mortal paying homage to a deity.

Xia Jin looked down at her long, slender, and fair hands.

These hands looked no different from before, but he could clearly sense that beneath every inch of his skin lay a terrifying power capable of crushing stars.

A slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Sacred Realm!! Is this the power of the Sacred Realm?"

"Indeed, only after entering the Saint Realm did I understand the saying that circulated in the Mirage Realm: 'Without entering the Saint Realm, one is ultimately nothing but an ant!'"

Soon, Xia Jin put away her emotions, gently raised her right hand, and casually pointed her index finger forward.

"Pop"

A sound like a drop of water falling rang out.

A wisp of pure holy power, centered on his fingertip, instantly rippled outwards.

The enormous bone dragon phantom began to shatter from the inside, disintegrating and turning into nothingness in just a few breaths.

Outside, in the starry sky.

Amidst the annihilating energy, a tall, slender figure strolled out with an air of leisure.

The sun mark on his forehead shone brightly, making him appear like a god walking in the universe.

The oppressive aura belonging to the mid-stage of the Saint Realm was released without reservation.

The first to be affected was the corpse of the progenitor of the Corpse Clan.

"roar!"

The corpse let out a scream filled with terror.

Its physical body flew backward uncontrollably for hundreds of feet, and the originally dense corpse aura around it was rapidly suppressed to the point of being almost imperceptible.

Meanwhile, Hei Hong on the other side fared even worse.

As the patriarch of the Wraith lineage, his cultivation level had not even reached the ninth level of the Great Power Realm. At this moment, facing Xia Jin's holy might, he was like an ant facing the might of heaven.

He foamed at the mouth, his body stiffened, and he passed out.

The corpse of the progenitor of the Corpse Clan had a fleeting, human-like look of fear in its empty eye sockets.

Its remaining sliver of intelligence screamed frantically: Escape! We must escape!

"Trying to leave?"

Xia Jin merely raised an eyebrow, and a beam of purple light instantly shot out from the sun mark between his eyebrows.

The purple light enveloped the corpse and then swept back.

With almost no resistance, the corpse of the progenitor of the Corpse Clan was directly absorbed into Xia Jin's brow and suppressed deep within his sea of ​​consciousness.

Standing in the starry sky, Xia Jin felt the Saint Realm corpse in her sea of ​​consciousness, which she had suppressed and rendered immobile. The smile on her face grew wider and wider.

"Hahahaha!! I never imagined that this corpse, which was just so difficult to deal with, would be so easily suppressed by a single thought from me, leaving it utterly powerless to resist!!"

"After we return, we will refine all the karma on this corpse and then plant a complete servant mark on it. Finally, we will integrate the 'corpse embryo heart' into the corpse. I, Xia Jin, will then have gained a Saint Realm servant for no reason."

He chuckled softly, a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

This time, his decision to leave behind the corpse of the progenitor of the Corpse Clan was premeditated.

"In the future, when we officially go to war with those extraterrestrial races, this will be a rare and powerful weapon."

However, now is not the time to rush into preparing this corpse.

Xia Jin withdrew his gaze, raised his hand, and a gentle holy power swept across, erasing all traces and auras belonging to him in this void.

Having done all this, Xia Jin didn't linger.

He took a step forward and stepped directly into the raging void currents.