Chapter 763: Healing Wounds

Meng Chuan looked up, sensing the heavenly tribulation that was already brewing. It was aimed at him, inescapable.

"Next, I must prepare for the tribulation," Meng Chuan knew. He realized that now, more than ever, he needed to seize every moment.

Inside the library, Meng Chuan placed the books on the shelf in front of him, stood up, and walked out of the building.

Outside the main entrance of the library, a group of powerful beings had already gathered. They were all from the White Bird Pavilion: the White Bird Pavilion Master, Lord of Shadow Fiends, Vice Pavilion Master Azure Dragon, Vice Pavilion Master Blazing Sun, Palace Master of the God of Cookery, Lord of Shadows, Lord of Eastern Nether, Cang Li, Mountain Lord Moye, and others. As Meng Chuan walked out, they all turned to look at him, their gazes complex with disbelief, awe, and bewilderment.

"Meng Chuan, have you broken through?" the White Bird Pavilion Master asked, while the other powerful beings listened intently.

Meng Chuan smiled and nodded. "I've broken through, but I still need to pass the Tribulation of the Eighth-level Primordial Spirit."

At his words, the powerful beings present fell silent.

He had truly broken through! He had reached the legendary Eight-Tribulation Realm!

Although he still needed to "pass the tribulation" to exist long-term, from this moment on, Meng Chuan was already an Eight-Tribulation Primordial Spirit Realm being, possessing the incredible power of that level.

The Eight-Tribulation Realm! This was a state yearned for by every powerful being in the Seven-Tribulation Realm. Stepping into this realm granted numerous inconceivable abilities. One could transform their home world into a higher-level life world, allow some of their kin to transcend reincarnation and live as long as their home world, and even explore endless time-space, witnessing scenes thousands or tens of thousands of times more magnificent.

Normally, the probability of a Seven-Tribulation Realm powerful being becoming an Eight-Tribulation Realm one was infinitesimally low.

Yet, in this era, three Half-step Eight-Tribulation Realm powerful beings had stood side-by-side. And today, Meng Chuan had taken a crucial step, truly reaching the level of an Eight-Tribulation Realm being, with only the final tribulation test remaining.

"Congratulations, Dongning," the Lord of Shadow Fiends offered his felicitations.

"Congratulations, City Lord Dongning," all the powerful beings present congratulated him. At this moment, their demeanor was far more deferential.

Ultimately, the Seven-Tribulation Realm could only influence one era; the fundamental situation of the Space-Time River was determined by those in the Eight-Tribulation Realm. If an Eight-Tribulation Realm being intended to build a force, it could endure for billions of years. Offending an Eight-Tribulation Realm being, even for someone as powerful as the 'Myriad Stars Heavenly Emperor,' would lead to a tragic end.

"Should your breakthrough news be kept secret?" the White Bird Pavilion Master inquired.

"There's no need for secrecy," Meng Chuan shook his head. With his life level elevated, he believed many Eight-Tribulation Realm powerful beings in this Space-Time River had already sensed it.

He could also faintly sense that in this universe, there were Eight-Tribulation Realm powerful beings dormant and hidden, though they were isolated by formations. Meng Chuan could determine they were still alive but did not know their exact locations.

Since he had just broken through and lacked such isolating formations, the Eight-Tribulation Realm beings would already know, so there was no point in hiding it.

"Understood," the White Bird Pavilion Master nodded, then couldn't help but add, "Meng Chuan, I have something to discuss."

"Pavilion Master, let's discuss it in more detail at your residence," Meng Chuan smiled faintly, having naturally guessed what the Pavilion Master wanted to say.

Soon, the two went to a secluded courtyard within the pavilion, and the other powerful beings dared not disturb them.

"Can you heal my injuries?" the White Bird Pavilion Master asked immediately after sitting down.

Meng Chuan looked at the White Bird Pavilion Master, his gaze already discerning the other's primordial spirit, seeing the foreign power entrenched and permeating everywhere.

It was primordial spirit power of the same level as his own.

"In terms of physical body, the Eight-Tribulation Physical Body Realm has the advantage," Meng Chuan stated. "But when it comes to the unpredictable nature of power, the primordial spirit power of an Eight-Tribulation Primordial Spirit Realm being is stronger. The one who attacked you... was an Eight-Tribulation Primordial Spirit Realm being. Their primordial spirit power permeated one of your avatars, and through karma and your thoughts, it naturally transmitted to your true body back home."

"Thought transmission?" the White Bird Pavilion Master was astonished.

"Because you knew him, remembered him, and understood him, his power naturally permeated you," Meng Chuan explained. "If he wished, he could even use the 'mark' of your extraterrestrial true body to condense a primordial spirit true body and descend into our universe. Of course, because your true body has always been in your home world, he couldn't enter your home world. That's why he didn't pursue you to the absolute end."

"Yes, our universe is the home of the Dragon Ancestor, and I've heard it's quite famous outside, so he wouldn't easily come to kill, right?" the White Bird Pavilion Master said mockingly. "In his eyes, I'm probably an insignificant ant. I'd simply grow old and die after a nap, not worth him paying a great price."

Meng Chuan listened, his primordial spirit power already permeating the White Bird Pavilion Master.

The White Bird Pavilion Master suddenly felt as if Meng Chuan's eyes were an endless universe, and he couldn't help but feel disoriented.

Meng Chuan's primordial spirit power influenced the White Bird Pavilion Master's mind, and through the transmission of karma and consciousness, it also permeated the White Bird Pavilion Master's other true body in his home world.

Both true bodies were simultaneously affected.

The White Bird Pavilion Master's mind was subtly warped and altered. The malicious power that had filled him began to be expelled. Meng Chuan could feel that the infiltrating power was likely similar to his own, and being "water without a source," it naturally couldn't resist. This was like a battle for territory; a physical body Seven-Tribulation Realm being like the White Bird Pavilion Master simply couldn't prevent the erosion by primordial spirit power of Meng Chuan's level.

Moments later, Meng Chuan's primordial spirit power completely expelled the foreign influence. He then withdrew his power.

"Hmm?"

The White Bird Pavilion Master was momentarily dazed.

"My injury?" the White Bird Pavilion Master discovered with surprise that it was completely healed.

"Why can't I recall the appearance of the Eight-Tribulation Primordial Spirit who injured me?" the White Bird Pavilion Master immediately noticed the change in himself. At his level of cultivation, even slight alterations were instantly detected.

"Only now is it truly healed," Meng Chuan explained. "If you could still clearly remember him, he would be able to re-infiltrate and corrupt you with his power."

The White Bird Pavilion Master was secretly astonished.

The Eight-Tribulation Realm beings he had encountered were all of the Physical Body Eight-Tribulation Realm.

The only Eight-Tribulation Primordial Spirit Realm being he had ever met was an enemy. At this moment, he felt even more strongly that the methods of the Eight-Tribulation Primordial Spirit Realm were far more insidious and unpredictable than those of the Physical Body Eight-Tribulation Realm.

"I knew the 'Nightmare Power' of the Black Fiend Hall was strange, but now I feel the power of an Eight-Tribulation Primordial Spirit Realm being is far more terrifying. To think I can't even know his name or any information about him," the White Bird Pavilion Master mused.

"When I was at the Half-step Eight-Tribulation Realm, I healed Poison Eye and witnessed Nightmare Power; that was a method devised by the Black Fiend Ancestor," Meng Chuan said. "However, the power of an Eight-Tribulation Primordial Spirit Realm being is unique to those who cultivate the primordial spirit lineage to the Eight-Tribulation Realm. It's not easy for physical body Eight-Tribulation Realm beings to possess similar abilities."

Now that his injuries were healed, the White Bird Pavilion Master was in a much better mood. "Years ago, I thought if this era were to produce an Eight-Tribulation Primordial Spirit Realm being, it could only be you, Meng Chuan. But back then, I was simply desperately clinging to any glimmer of hope, though I knew how incredibly difficult it was to give birth to an Eight-Tribulation Primordial Spirit Realm being. Who would have thought, you truly did it."

Meng Chuan shook his head. "I haven't undergone the tribulation yet."

"You will surely succeed," the White Bird Pavilion Master said, having witnessed Meng Chuan's journey, his confidence even greater than Meng Chuan's own.

"If I fail the tribulation, I ask the Pavilion Master to look after my home world," Meng Chuan said.

The White Bird Pavilion Master paused for a moment, then solemnly declared, "I pledge my life that I will do my utmost to protect your home world, Meng Chuan, throughout my existence. However, I still believe you will successfully pass the tribulation, and it won't be my turn to oversee a high-level life world."

"I appreciate your good wishes," Meng Chuan replied. He had no certainty, knowing far too little about the Tribulation of the Eighth-level Primordial Spirit.

"Hmm?"

Meng Chuan suddenly sensed something and looked up.

A tall man with narrow eyes had already arrived outside the door, looking at Meng Chuan with benevolence in his gaze.

Meng Chuan looked back at him.

"Chi Ning greets Dongning," the tall man said as he walked into the courtyard. At this moment, the White Bird Pavilion Master was completely unaware, existing in a different layer of space-time.

The newcomer was none other than the Eight-Tribulation Realm powerful being, True Monarch Chi Ning.

"Dongning greets True Monarch," Meng Chuan said, while simultaneously speaking with the White Bird Pavilion Master. He also split off a primordial spirit avatar to enter this layer of space-time and rose to welcome True Monarch Chi Ning.