Outside, as the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators surrounded the water cocoon. Ye Qin's nascent spirit remained within his Purple Mansion, observing the changes after the Five Mansions became linked.

The five immortal islands of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth joined into one, and the five-elemental spiritual energy floating upon them formed a surging, multicolored cloud layer several yards wide, within which fierce purple lightning constantly leaped and danced. "Crackling!" The Water spiritual energy abruptly mutated into Ice spiritual energy, and a shower of ice pellets suddenly descended.

"Whoosh!" The Fire spiritual energy unexpectedly transformed into Wind spiritual energy, causing a rapidly spinning gust to circle outside the cloud layer. "Rumble!" The Water and Fire spiritual energies met and merged, and amidst a haze of fiery blue vaporous energy, Electric spiritual energy was born.

The five-colored cloud layer became eight-colored, adding the hues of Ice, Wind, and Electric spiritual energies. Eight utterly distinct primal energies churned within the cloud, constantly clashing with the purple lightning, perpetually evolving.

Within the cloud, an extraordinarily dazzling light gradually began to shimmer. "Splash..." Drops of rain, pregnant with abundant primal energy, began to fall.

"Is this... Primal Energy Grid Rain?!" Ye Qin watched the scene in disbelief, able to sense the immense primal energy contained within.

It was pure to the extreme, purer and more abundant than the energy from a Vermillion Fruit. His nascent spirit emerged from the Nascent Spirit Stele and cautiously drifted toward the falling raindrops of primal energy, then settled into them.

The primal energy within Ye Qin's nascent spirit grew ever more abundant, and its physical size continuously expanded. Boom!

Ye Qin felt as if he were about to explode. He had only just entered the early stage of Nascent Soul Transformation.

Ye Qin's nascent spirit continued to stand beneath the cloud layer, receiving the falling rain of primal energy. His cultivation base, initially at the first layer of early Nascent Soul Transformation, began to rise rapidly, leaping directly to the second layer.

Meanwhile, the cloud layer above the islands started to shrink, and the primal energy rain gradually diminished. "The purple lightning can actually convert the eight-elemental spiritual energies into primal energy.

There are still plenty of raw materials on the island; I might as well use them all to transform into primal energy." Ye Qin had snapped out of his shock. He unceremoniously tossed out the vast quantities of high-grade spiritual herbs of various elements he had stockpiled on the Five Mansions, mountains of top-grade spirit stones, high-grade artifact refining materials, and cores of demonic beasts—many being tier eleven and twelve materials, worth billions.

The purple lightning in the cloud immediately fragmented these raw materials into the smallest particles of spiritual energy. The eight-colored cloud layer above the islands quickly expanded, growing from several yards to tens of yards, producing primal energy raindrops.

Ye Qin's nascent spirit directly broke through to the third layer of Nascent Soul Transformation. "Boom!" The Water Cocoon shuddered slightly as it withstood a mighty axe strike from the giant.

"What is attacking the Water Cocoon?" Ye Qin, lying inside the cocoon and absorbing primal energy with all his might, felt the vibration originating from the outside world. His divine sense emerged from the Purple Mansion, and he opened his eyes.

Within the blue, luminous Water Cocoon, his pupils shot out beams of divine light that constantly flowed, dazzling to behold. Ye Qin felt extremely suffocated inside the cocoon.

He suddenly threw a punch, "Boom, crack!" Cracks began to appear in the Water Cocoon from the inside out. The internal and external atmospheres were breached.

At this moment. Outside the Water Cocoon, hundreds of mid-to-late stage Nascent Soul cultivators had gathered.

They had passed through the Blood-Devouring Ancient Demon Vine jungle one after another, paying a considerable price just to reach the cocoon. Some unlucky Nascent Soul cultivators had even perished in the blood-devouring thicket.

"This must be a spiritual treasure of tier sixteen or higher!" "But what is inside, we cannot tell!" They encircled the Water Cocoon, unable to break it even with the attacks of late-stage Metal Nascent Soul cultivators, feeling utterly helpless. Cultivator Xu and the others of the Nascent Soul cultivators were startled when the Water Cocoon suddenly showed fine cracks, causing them to instinctively retreat a few steps, their expressions varied, the atmosphere tense.

They were even prepared to draw weapons and fight. Just then, the Nascent Soul tribulation clouds, hundreds of miles above, finally locked onto the aura.

"Crack!" A bolt of heavenly lightning descended with a crash, striking the Water Cocoon, immediately followed by a flurry of extremely dense, earth-shattering forty-nine strikes of lightning. "Nascent Soul Heavenly Lightning!" The assembled cultivators all looked toward the sky.

More than ten heavenly bolts struck the Water Cocoon, blasting a hole through the already cracked shell. Ye Qin, long prepared, instantly flicked his wrist and unleashed the Eight-Diagram Sword Formation, creating a defensive line to ward off the heavenly lightning.

The unity of the Eight-Diagram Sword Formation far surpassed a minor divine ability-grade magic tool; it was nearly equivalent to half a major divine ability-grade artifact. However, the Eight-Diagram Sword Formation was, after all, only a minor divine ability-grade tool, and enduring the full brunt of the heavenly lightning might cause it to break down.

Ye Qin opened his mouth and spat out a massive surge of exceedingly pure primal energy, pouring it into the eight flying swords. The light of the eight flying swords instantly flared several times brighter, their power momentarily pushing close to that of a major divine ability-grade artifact—sufficient to withstand the onslaught of the Nascent Soul Heavenly Lightning.

Boom! One bolt of heavenly lightning struck the eight flying swords, causing their brilliance to rapidly diminish.

Ye Qin opened his mouth and spat out another massive surge of pure primal energy. Boom, boom...

After dozens of terrifyingly powerful Nascent Soul Heavenly Lightning strikes passed, Ye Qin managed to endure the heavenly tribulation purely by relying on the inexhaustible primal energy supplied by his Purple Mansion. His cultivation level dropped from the third layer of Nascent Soul Transformation back to the second.

However, the primal energy within his Purple Mansion continued to ceaselessly enhance his nascent spirit, and he showed no signs of exhaustion after completing the tribulation. He quickly returned to the third layer of Nascent Soul Transformation.

The Water Cocoon had completely ruptured. Ye Qin controlled the Eight-Diagram Sword Formation and stepped out from the shell of the cocoon.

His senses were extraordinarily sharp; he could feel every wisp of spiritual energy within a thousand-mile radius of heaven and earth, available for him to summon and command. With every gesture, he felt capable of summoning wind and rain, omnipotent.

As his nascent spirit's rank climbed, this sensation became increasingly distinct. He coldly surveyed the assembled Nascent Soul cultivators.

He had completed his Nascent Soul transformation and endured the tribulation. But this group of cultivators surrounding the Water Cocoon surely hadn't gathered for benign reasons.

This situation wasn't that he was unwilling to keep a low profile and hide his strength; it was a situation demanding his full attention. "What is happening?" "Why is it a cultivator?

And moreover, one at the second or third layer of Nascent Soul Transformation." The assembled Nascent Soul cultivators looked utterly astonished. They had considered many possibilities: the emergence of a tier sixteen heavenly treasure, a demon saint achieving Nascent Soul, but they had never expected a Nascent Soul cultivator to walk out from within.

They were certain it was a cultivator; the aura of a demon saint could never be hidden from these Nascent Soul experts. If it had been a heavenly treasure, it would be simple—just start fighting and grab it; whoever was strongest would claim it.

If it were a demon cultivator, they would simply kill it without ceremony. But what to do when a cultivator emerged?

"Ye Qin, Brother Ye, how is it you are here!!!" From within the crowd of Nascent Soul cultivators, a great man cried out in shock, loud as a gong. "Ancestor Blood Gourd, you know this person?" The surrounding cultivators all turned to look.

"Of course I know him. A few years ago, when I returned to the East Sea to handle matters concerning the Demon Saint, I saw this lad practicing the Father's Sitting-Oblivion Scripture; it was quite good, so I invited him to the South Demon Continent to find me.

I never expected the lad to achieve Nascent Soul Transformation on his own." Ancestor Blood Gourd was in the midst of the crowd and was utterly stunned to see Ye Qin emerge from the Water Cocoon. "He also practices the Father's Sitting-Oblivion Scripture?" "Does this mean our South Demon Continent has a second Nascent Soul cultivator practicing the 'Sitting-Oblivion Scripture'!" "Could he also be a disciple of the Ancient Alliance?" The expressions of the assembled cultivators immediately grew strange.

Their gazes flickered between Ye Qin and Immortal Lord Eryu, trying to guess the connection between the two Nascent Soul cultivators. This was because most who persisted in practicing that technique were disciples of the Ancient Alliance.

If they intended to act, they would have to consider the existence of the Ancient Alliance. Huangfu Bing'er rushed toward Ye Qin, her eyes filled with concern.

There were too many things she wanted to say, but it was inconvenient to speak aloud, nor did she dare transmit thoughts via divine sense. In the face of the powerful divine consciousness of hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators, no secret could remain hidden.

Ye Qin grasped her slender hand, nodded with a faint smile, signaling that there was no need to worry. "Ancestor Blood Gourd, I trust you have been well.

I only arrived on the South Demon Continent recently, and it coincided with the Great Abyss Hunt. I have not yet had the opportunity to pay my respects!

I will share a drink with you when I have leisure later." Ye Qin cupped his hands toward Ancestor Blood Sea and smiled. "Indeed, indeed!" Ancestor Blood Gourd was dumbfounded, still not fully recovered from his shock.

Qiu Li of Qingqiu stood nearby, silent and deeply conflicted. "The clan leaders of the Demon Realm usually take turns serving as the Holy Master.

Once any among them comprehends the supreme sacred object of the Demon Realm, they become the universally recognized Holy Master of all clans, and all must submit. It is for this very reason that the clan leaders have desperately tried to comprehend this object generation after generation.

Clearly, Ye Qin has comprehended the sacred object and merged with it. But since he is a human cultivator, does that make him the Holy Master?

Should I submit to him?" The Demon Realm has always operated on the principle of the weak submitting to and following the strong; she felt no significant discomfort in her heart over this. Moreover, according to the records of the Demon Realm concerning this sacred object, once comprehended, the Demon Saint's cultivation would soar at an unimaginable rate, allowing them to dominate the Demon Realm swiftly.

Ye Qin’s strength would inevitably sweep across the realm, becoming an almost invincible existence sooner or later. She could already feel this momentum of Ye Qin's cultivation soaring day by day.

In just this short time, Ye Qin had fully recovered from the Nascent Soul heavenly tribulation, his cultivation incredibly rising from the second layer to the third layer of Nascent Soul Transformation, with clear signs of breaking through to the fourth layer, entering the middle stage of Nascent Soul Transformation. Divine light flashed in Ye Qin's eyes; this was clearly the overflowing primal energy resulting from his continuously ascending nascent spirit, impossible to conceal.

The spiritual pressure and might of the Nascent Soul cultivators were steadily increasing, further proving this point. This was incomprehensible, as Ye Qin was merely standing still, having done nothing.

In such a brief moment, he had achieved a cultivation growth that would have taken hundreds of years of ascetic practice for other Nascent Soul cultivators. At this moment, the vast majority of the Nascent Soul cultivators were still reeling from the shock of Ye Qin breaking out of the cocoon, yet they had not recovered their senses.

But this did not mean they failed to feel the immense pressure stemming from the shock of Ye Qin's surging strength. "The Abyss Strange Beast showed intense abnormality earlier; it likely discovered something that caused it to rashly leave the Great Abyss!

And the Blood-Devouring Ancient Demon Vine devoured the entire Strange Beast, yet it dared not approach within several hundred yards of you! Daoist Ye, having just passed the great Nascent Soul tribulation, you are already at the fourth or fifth layer of Nascent Soul Transformation.

Daoist Ye, do you possess a spiritual treasure of tier sixteen or even higher? I am extremely curious what treasure it is; might Daoist Ye display it for us to see?" Cultivator Xu suppressed the gaping shock in his heart, frowning deeply, and spoke with heavy emphasis, "This concerns the foundation and destiny of my South Demon Continent for the next ten thousand years; I implore Daoist Ye not to misstep.

Even if your cultivation reaches the ninth layer of Nascent Soul Transformation, you are still only one person. There are hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators here, including many in the late stage."