I am a living immortal.

Chapter 627 Transformation

They stopped, which meant that they had reached the original source of this branch. They also saw the creature that was the source of the old goat's bloodline, which was a huge goat lying among the mountains.

The body of this goat is much taller than the mountains. It seems to be sleeping soundly at the moment. Every breath it exhales creates a huge gust of wind in the valley. The pair of horns on its head are made of rocks and mulberry, and they themselves have a wild atmosphere.

This is a power that can be understood at a glance.

Both his physique and aura made many great monsters tremble.

As if it sensed someone's visit, it opened its tightly closed eyes, and its two pupils, one gold and one black, looked at the old goat.

In an instant, he knew the information about the giant sheep in front of him. This was the ancient demon sheep, the source of the bloodline of the old goat and Lin Yiyang.

The demon goat was also a little shocked by the old goat's visit across time.

They looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

The old goat was the first to break the silence, extending his hand and saying, "Agreed."

Ancient Demonic Sheep: "..."

He had never seen such a person before, but when he saw that the other party could actually come across time and space, there was still admiration in his eyes. It would be even better if he ignored that domineering look.

thought for a moment.

The Ancient Demonic Sheep nodded: "Okay."

The two sides quickly reached a consensus, simple and easy, enough to make Luo Zhi spit blood. Thinking back to when he achieved Demon Ancestor status, his source had tortured him in countless ways, through trials and battles. He had spent decades in dreams before finally impressing the other party. Could the gap between people really be so great?

How could the Ancient Demonic Sheep not agree? He had a premonition that if he dared to refuse, there would be no good outcome. The ancestors of the demon race set such harsh conditions in order to select those with talent and perseverance.

After all, for them, recognition is not as simple as a nod. It requires losing some strength to purify the bloodline. In other words, such recognition is limited.

That's why the conditions are so harsh. Even tracing back to the tree of blood requires the approval of the source.

Of course, the old goat was able to do this so easily because he was a freak. In the past tens of thousands of years, who had ever seen someone go back in time to find the source and gain recognition? And this person's strength might even be stronger than the source itself.

How can anyone disagree with this?

Logically speaking, those who come to look for the source are all at the level of great demons. There is nothing wrong with showing off your ancestry in this way, but showing off to a junior who is equally powerful or stronger than you, does that mean you think you haven't lived long enough?

So it all seems pretty sloppy.

This is a negative demonstration, a negative demonstration! Luo Qian kept roaring in his heart.

The old goat thought there would be some test.

Seeing that the other party agreed so easily, he didn't say anything more: "Thank you! See you later."

After saying that, the whole figure flashed a few times and disappeared in this space and time.

The ancient demon sheep stared blankly at the disappearing figure and slowly exhaled. It was really a freak. Such an existence was unprecedented and would never be seen again.

As he sighed, the old goat flashed back, preparing to return to his own time and space. The moment his bloodline's source recognized him, he felt his blood boiling, surging through his body like water poured into a frying pan.

Purifying his bloodline, his body was transforming into the appearance of an ancient demon goat, but it stopped after a moment. The old goat didn't like that appearance, so he eliminated this part of the mutation.

With each increase in blood concentration, the passage to a higher level began to loosen. This process was actually dangerous, not as easy as the old goat appeared to be, but it was the old goat who was controlling it. If a great demon lacked strong control, its spiritual intelligence would likely be dispersed by the blood, turning it into a mass of living flesh and blood.

As expected, no promotion is easy.

The boiling blood was constantly being washed away, yet the old goat was surprisingly able to travel back in time under such circumstances. It sounded dangerous, but for him, it was just that. The demon bloodline was considered weak among the other energies in the old goat's body. How much more could it boil?

It's totally vulnerable.

The old goat calculated the time and realized that his evolution would be completed by the time he returned to the world.

At that point, the gate to the Demon Ancestor realm could be directly kicked open. Along with this return came a variety of magical powers, some useful, some useless, all flowing into the bloodline. The closer one got to the world, the more the bloodline tree unfolded within the old goat, connecting the nodes of the ancient demonic goat lineage one by one.

The old goat saw a corner of the bloodline tree. Even though it was just a corner, it was still magnificent and truly magical.

The moment you return to the world, transformation also begins.

The bloodline divine power illuminated like stars in every orifice of the body, connecting the meridians, blood, and flesh into a single whole. The old goat felt his body's strength reach an unprecedented level, and his perspective shifted, rising higher and higher. A normal great demon would have been unable to adapt, but not the old goat.

He adapted to the change in a matter of breaths, and the shackles broke apart.

The entire person was reaching a peak of sublimation. The changes in the demon race's bloodline were led by the other paths and continued to move forward. The previously stagnant strength began to loosen. The various paths ran parallel, vying to advance towards a higher realm. This step was not as simple as entering the demon ancestor. The old goat was heading towards the pinnacle.

A Shinto halo behind him began to unfold, sprouts symbolizing spring and beginnings growing along the halo, weaving a new life. Unique martial arts laws of heaven and earth unfolded, and pairs of giant hands burst through space, lifting the old goat from below.

A little light from the immortal way can penetrate the unknown confusion and illuminate the long way ahead.

That is a higher level of transformation.

But it is too early for him at this moment. The time has not come yet and it may not be appropriate. Half a step will be enough.

Under the gaze of the monsters, the old goat took half a step forward.

The beginning was not yet connected to the end. The divine light converged, and the peak of skill and dexterity supported by the martial arts collapsed. The spiritual light returned to the spiritual platform, sitting there dimly. The body that had been sublimated to the extreme by the demon path withered and shrivelled at this moment.

This half step burned up all the old goat's previous energy, and he was barely able to take it forward.

"It's still too early. I'm in a hurry."

The old goat's expression changed drastically at this moment, and he sighed helplessly and said.

The old goat no longer had the composure he had when he advanced, only a dying shell. He had transformed into this state right in front of all the demons, leaving those who admired him bewildered and stunned. They all froze on the spot, not knowing what to do.