The Inheritance Of The Supreme Immortals

Chapter 117 - 117: Rapid Breakthroughs

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『Immortal Body (Fifth Stage): gives you the ability to regenerate your physical body from a single atom or particle. You have absolute resistance to every physical abnormality.』

"I'm speechless," one of the younger generation vampires couldn't help but express his shock.

"He just manifested dozens of ordinary-grade daos, a prominent-grade dao, and four transcendent-grade daos, all at the same time, didn't he?" A dragon belonging to the subordinate clan of the Flareheart Clan couldn't help but recall the kinds of daos Sam had just manifested.

The manifestations of the Dao lotuses still hadn't disappeared because he hadn't let them.

His eyes were still closed, as if he still hadn't finished manifesting all the Dao lotuses of the intents he has mastered.

'Tch, even after all that, I couldn't manifest the dao lotuses of the Dao of Runes and Dao of Refining?' Sam frowned in annoyance.

'Wait, Codex, didn't I gain all the experience of the Sacred Mortal Artisan in his inheritance? Why couldn't I manifest the dao lotus then?'

'Is that so?'

'Why not?'

'Unpredictable?'

'Unpredictable consequences, huh?' Sam smirked with confidence. 'Let's see just what the will of the Heavenly Dao can do to me.'

Without giving any respect to the nice and adorable codex who was worried about him and advising him to take it slow, Sam proceeded to release ripples of spiritual energy as the golden energy containing Dao patterns began to cover his figure.

"He still has Dao lotuses to manifest?" Even Lorraine, who was boasting about her nephew's greatness with pride, couldn't handle the astonishing display of more Dao lotuses.

Just as the golden energy covered his entire existence, the weather suddenly began to shift.

Dark clouds were drawn to the place where Sam was manifesting his final Dao lotus of the day.

The purple sky was painted with lightning, dancing on the dark clouds as wind began to rise and blow from all directions toward Sam.

Right then, a Dao lotus manifested, silver in color. It was the Dao lotus of a Prominent-grade Dao, the Dao of Runes.

But before anyone could comment on the shock they were experiencing, they heard a crackling sound of thunderclaps.

Multiple strands of lightning, each with the power to destroy a building structure, all came pouring down in the direction of a figure surrounded by glistening Dao lotuses, each vibrating with myriad of Dao patterns.

As the first strand of lightning arrived on Sam, just an inch before striking his body, it disappeared.

Following it, the remaining hundreds of strands of lightning also disappeared without a trace.

Sam: " "

Codex: " "

'Mm, I guess even the Heavenly Dao favors me,' Sam chuckled uncomfortably. Why didn't the heavenly Dao punish him for breaking the rules/

'Oh, do tell.'

'Tch,' Sam rolled his eyes. He didn't ask anymore questions.

He then opened his eyes, waved his hand, and all the manifestations of his Dao lotuses retracted back into his inner world.

Then he joined his hands and activated his cultivation technique, the Nine Celestial Revolutions Sutra.

The spiritual energy in the entire arena rushed in his direction.

The spiritual energy containing essence of nature began to swirl around him in a downward spiraling motion.

His body, like a gluttonous demon, devoured the spiritual energy as his meridians absorbed the essence.

SWOOSH!!!

As the spiritual energy rivered into his body, his cultivation rapidly rose.

Simultaneously, the Dao lotuses he had just manifested and planted inside his inner world began to temper his body and spirituality intensely.

Sam felt like he was being bathed in ice-cold water and burning hot water at the same time.

But he didn't feel uncomfortable or anything close to pain; he actually felt like he was in his mother's embrace.

'No, nothing can compare to my mother's embrace,' Sam snorted at the author, showing his middle finger.

Author: " "

Anyway, with the constant tampering of his Dao lotuses, along with the nourishment of the ocean-like spiritual energy absorbed into his meridians, his cultivation finally broke through to the lower stage of the Battle Monarch Realm.

In his inner world, a faint silhouette of a golden crown began to appear.

『Immortal Body (Sixth Stage): gives you the ability to reconstruct your physical body even after your body is annihilated to the last atom, as long as your soul is intact. Gives you unshakeable resistance against any and all physical and spiritual abnormalities.』

With a swift movement, Sam walked out of the dispersed spiritual tornado and glanced at the corrupted beast approaching him before turning his gaze to the younger generation.

"I will give you one piece of advice: try not to take damage when facing the horde of beasts if you don't want your potential stolen and turning you into trash."

Then, he appeared before his wives and his two older sisters. "My beloved wives and sisters, please stay close to the barrier and don't try to fight the beasts, you understand?"

"But, darling, will you be alright?" Yuna asked worriedly, looking at the horde of beasts.

"These beasts are nothing. Don't you have confidence in your husband?" Sam lifted Yuna's chin up, looking into her worried brown eyes.

"N-No, it's..." Yuna was captivated so much by his charming face and blue eyes that she forgot what she was worried about.

Letting her free of his clutches, he looked at them with a small smile. "I promise I won't get hurt."

"And I will not let you guys get hurt either."

They exchanged glances with each other, then nodded their heads and moved towards the barrier, on the other side of which their families were present.

"You stay with me." Sam pulled Mira, his half-sister's hand, making her stand dangerously close to him.

"W-Why?" Mira's face dropped; she could not find the courage to look at those heavenly charming eyes.

She felt like she would lose herself if she gazed upon those blue eyes of his.

Sam gently lifted her face to face him. "Didn't I tell you I will help you?"

Mira dumbfoundedly looked at him.

She was so captivated by his otherworldly face that her ears seemed to stop working.

His grip on her shoulder brought her out of her thoughts.

"I always keep my word," Sam said in a serious tone. "Take this."

Out of nowhere, Sam tied a necklace around her neck.

When Mira realized it, it was too late—the necklace was already hanging on her chest.

"W-What is this?" Mira slowly asked in a hesitant voice.

"Something that will help you recover your lost potential, but for it to work, you can't be too far away from me," Sam explained as he rubbed a small speck of dust off her cheek.

He observed her face.

It would have looked gorgeous if it wasn't for her tired look and swelling under her eyes. Her long, natural hair also looked like it wasn't maintained very well.

Her voice lacked confidence and cheer, and her dragon body, which should be able to handle severe temperatures, was shivering in the cold, showing just how much weaker she had become.

'It's all because of that joke of a father, William. I will make him pay for everything he did.' Sam gritted his teeth.

'I wonder if the third forefather and second foremother were able to restrain him without trouble?'

Bringing his attention back to Mira, he said, "After everything is over, we will go to some places to relax. You really need some social company or at least something to cheer you on. I don't want you to stay depressed forever."

"Mmm," Mira said nothing but lowered her head, looking at the necklace hanging around her neck with hope.

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