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Chapter 176: Condensing the Desolation Seed

"Senior Brother Xiao, don't get too close to the Desolation Stone, or its desolation force will erode your life force!" a disciple couldn't help but warn.

Although Xiao Tian had entered the sect later, his strength was formidable, and he was already regarded by all Desolate Hall disciples as the best candidate for the position of chief disciple. Thus, addressing him as "Senior Brother" was appropriate.

"Thanks for the warning, but I think I can handle it," Xiao Tian nodded to the disciple and continued to advance.

As he entered within a hundred feet of the Desolation Stone, he felt the desolation force become tens of times stronger than it was outside that range. Under this force, his clothes began to decay and disintegrate. Moreover, the desolation force tried to invade his body and his Dou Qi.

With the Devouring Ancestral Symbol, Xiao Tian had no fear of this force. To the astonishment of those around, he advanced to within ten feet of the Desolation Stone.

Even the four strongest personal disciples of the Desolate Hall had only managed to get within fifty feet. The desolation force here was terrifying, and the stone ground around it had long since decayed. When Xiao Tian stepped onto it, his foot sank into the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Xiao Tian activated the Desolation Art in his mind. As he started practicing it, the abundant desolation force around him seemed to be attracted and began rushing into his body.

For an ordinary person, no matter how strong their physical body, they would be harmed by this invasive force. However, the desolation force didn't harm Xiao Tian; instead, the Devouring Ancestral Symbol refined it into a usable form of desolation force.

As the desolation force flooded in, gray currents began to gather in Xiao Tian's Dantian. But forming the Desolation Seed would still take a long time. Shaking his head, Xiao Tian continued forward. Ten feet away was still too slow for him to condense the seed.

Taking several steps, he advanced right up to the Desolation Stone and placed his hand on it, shocking everyone around.

"Boom!"

Instantly, an indescribably immense desolation force erupted from the Desolation Stone, surging into Xiao Tian's body through his arm. His arm rapidly darkened, and the grayness spread across his body.

"Hmph!" Xiao Tian activated the Azure Dragon Transformation Art, unleashing the formidable power of his physical body. His body radiated a purple-gold light, suppressing the spreading darkness. Simultaneously, he fully activated the Devouring Ancestral Symbol, voraciously absorbing the desolation force.

Under this absorption, the gray currents in his Dantian became more condensed, and soon, they were on the verge of forming a Desolation Seed.

The powerful energy fluctuations reached the blind old man sweeping outside the tower, making him stop for the first time. Though blind, his senses were extraordinarily sharp. He sensed Xiao Tian becoming a black hole, frantically devouring the desolation force.

"At this rate, he will form a Desolation Seed within an hour... Although his cultivation is far beyond Zhou Tong's, this speed is truly terrifying..." the old man thought. "This time, the Desolate Hall is going to produce another genius..."

"Buzz!"

As if dissatisfied with Xiao Tian's absorption, the Desolation Stone began releasing even more powerful and ferocious desolation force.

"Hmph!" Xiao Tian coldly snorted and began communicating with the Stone Talisman. He knew that the Desolation Stone was a pure Yuan treasure with a spirit, but no matter how strong it was, it couldn't compare to the Stone Talisman.

A gentle white light emerged from Xiao Tian's body, entering the Desolation Stone. The core spirit of the Desolation Stone trembled, then ceased its resistance. Instead, it began sending vast amounts of desolation force into Xiao Tian's body at an incredible speed, helping him condense the Desolation Seed.

Under this almost crazy influx of desolation force, the gray currents in Xiao Tian's Dantian condensed further and finally transformed into a fist-sized gray sphere—the Desolation Seed.

"Boom!"

Upon forming the Desolation Seed, a surge of energy erupted from Xiao Tian's body, filled with powerful desolation force.

"This... Is this the desolation force?"

"How is that possible?"

"This is monstrous!"

The surrounding disciples were astounded. To wield the desolation force, one must condense the Desolation Seed, which required cultivating the Desolation Art to the third level. Even the strongest personal disciples of the Desolate Hall took over a month to condense their Desolation Seeds, while most disciples took at least six months.

Yet, Xiao Tian had taken less than half an hour to condense his seed. Such speed was unimaginable.

"This guy is mysterious. He actually made the Desolation Stone willingly release its force for him to absorb!" The old blind man was also surprised. He then appeared in the hall in a flash.

Xiao Tian retracted his arm, satisfied with the absorption. With the Desolation Seed, his attacks would now carry the desolation force, which he found incredibly potent.

Descending from the platform, Xiao Tian saw the old blind man. Although the old man couldn't see, Xiao Tian felt he was being "watched" spiritually.

"Zhou Tong would be shocked to see his record shattered by a junior," the old man remarked.

"I just used some tricks. I can't compare to Senior Zhou Tong," Xiao Tian replied humbly.

The old man chuckled, "In this world, only the results matter. Zhou Tong also had his opportunities..."

He paused before asking, "Have you found your martial art yet?"

"No, sir," Xiao Tian replied.

Given his current cultivation, ordinary martial arts no longer interested him. He sought high-level spirit martial arts, at least like the Great Desolate Prison Palm, or even better, a heavenly martial art.

(End of Chapter)

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