Chapter 43: Journey's End
"If it truly is the balance of the Realm Sea... I'm afraid it will be perilous!"
Cang Fuzi's expression was extremely grave.
Upon hearing this, Wang Ba's gaze darkened as he looked at the figure emerging from the Primordial Fetus.
That figure had wet, long hair draped over its shoulders.
The golden light in the double pupils flashed like thunder and lightning.
Though similar in appearance to Wang Ba, it had a few more touches of handsomeness and heroic spirit.
Standing in the golden pool, it did nothing observable.
Soon, the membrane of the Primordial Fetus swiftly fell upon him, transforming into a scarlet robe embroidered with the pattern of the Divine Tree, adorned with gold trim.
As the membrane of the Primordial Fetus transformed into a robe,
the blood-red tree shadow in the sky swiftly shrank and disappeared.
At the same time, within the Dungeon, there seemed to be a reaction, as bolts of thunder appeared in the sky!
The thunder roiled, the sky darkened, and the ground was eerie.
The True Martial Incarnation, however, stood arrogantly in the golden pool, looking at Wang Ba, nodding imperceptibly, then turning his gaze to the sky.
Feeling the connection between their spirits, not in the anticipated loss of control, Wang Ba felt a slight relief but couldn't help worrying.
The stronger or more potential a being possesses, the more balance from the unknown will occur.
This is the so-called Realm Sea balance.
The reason is simple: too much potential or too much strength often affects the balance within the Realm Sea. To ensure its long-term stability, it must clear any threats to the Realm Sea, which is an inherent instinct of a large system.
In fact, not to mention the Third Realm Sea, even the Little Cang World is the same.
It restricts Cultivators' ascension, going so far as to unleash a Thunder Tribulation to leave the Cultivator behind, preventing them from taking away any resources.
However, many times, such balance does not directly manifest, instead appearing in various aspects.
For instance, the stronger the being, the harder it is to propagate offspring.
The higher the realm, the steeper the difficulty to step into the next realm, even increasing geometrically.
And when these hidden balancing methods cannot truly eliminate the threat, some direct methods will naturally appear.
Directly triggering a Thunder Tribulation is such a way.
"Not good, the Domain Origin is almost exhausted!"
Cang Fuzi's expression suddenly changed, showing signs of anxiety.
Beside him, a third of the Jade Dishware was spinning rapidly, trying to cut off the Domain Origin's supply to the Thunder Tribulation, but it soon found that its effectiveness was minimal.
Wang Ba narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a thought, the third of the Jade Disc Fragments beside him flew over, merging together.
Yet this had little effect on the speed of Domain Origin's depletion.
His heart sank.
"It seems the potential of the True Martial Incarnation is truly astounding... even the Third Realm Sea cannot stand idly by, the Immortal Blood is indeed extraordinary!"
"However... while a strong dragon doesn't suppress a local serpent, the True Martial Incarnation may have the support of Immortal Blood, but for now, it is still within the Third Realm Sea..."
Since it is within the Third Realm Sea, it must abide by the rules of the Third Realm Sea.
The True Martial Incarnation has just been born, what means does it have to cope with this Thunder Tribulation that nearly drains the Little Cang World?
As these thoughts raced through his mind, the True Martial Incarnation standing in the golden pool looked calmly at the Sky Dome.
Wang Ba's gaze swept around.
This Pearl Dungeon, though not small in space, is ultimately just an ordinary secret realm. If the Thunder Tribulation were to strike here, it might very well destroy this Dungeon entirely.
Almost simultaneously, the True Martial Incarnation sensed the thoughts in the main body's mind, a flash of light crossing his eyes.
At this moment, a sparse golden-red Blood Energy suddenly rose on his surface!
From afar, Wang Ba was slightly taken aback.
"Has the 'True Martial Sutra' been entered?"
The two shared a tacit understanding, and the True Martial Incarnation was naturally familiar with the latest version of the "True Martial Sutra."
The True Martial Incarnation exerted a slight force, then turned into a golden-red stream of light, skimming along the ground, rapidly flying toward the exit of the Dungeon.
Wang Ba couldn't help but show a different expression.
This speed wasn't particularly fast in Wang Ba's view, roughly the normal speed of a newly-ascended Nascent Soul Cultivator. However, the issue was that the True Martial Incarnation was now only using just-entered Blood Energy to propel, and it was rushing along the ground at high speed.
Running on the ground is far slower than flying in the sky.
As the True Martial Incarnation dashed toward the exit of the Dungeon, Wang Ba clearly saw that golden-red Blood Energy quickly emanated from his physical body.
"Class II..."
Wang Ba was slightly astonished.
Although it showed the means of Class II, the true measure of the True Martial Incarnation's capability could not simply rely on realm rank.
Indeed, almost as soon as the True Martial Incarnation left the Dungeon, the golden-red Blood Energy on his body underwent another transformation.
"Class III!"
"So fast!"
Wang Ba found it hard to conceal his amazement in his heart.
Although the cultivation speed of True Martial Cultivators is far faster than that of Cultivators, and he had delved into the "True Martial Sutra" for a long time, naturally passing on his insights to the True Martial Incarnation.
But the speed of reaching Class III within just a few breaths, without any ripples, still astonished him.
Swoosh.
The True Martial Incarnation stepped out of the Dungeon.
Wang Ba and Cang Fuzi exchanged glances and quickly flew out, whereas Wu Monkey King had already left the Dungeon ahead of them.
Upon just exiting the Dungeon, Wang Ba was surprised to see the True Martial Incarnation already deftly floating in midair, forcibly controlling his body with Blood Energy.