At this moment, Lu Yuan, along with twenty-four others, had entered the sixth layer of the Wusheng Yigong (Palace of No Life Relics).

Upon entering, they immediately discovered it was vastly different from the previous five layers.

The first five layers were all flat plains.

But this level was split into forty distinct paths, each pointing in one of forty directions.

Beside where everyone stood was a stone tablet inscribed with several lines of text.

Lu Yuan looked over: “In my life, what I excelled at most was the Xiao Wuxiang Gong (Lesser Formless Art).

With this technique, one can simulate myriad gates and myriad laws, yet it is ultimately just simulation.

One day, through some chance discovery, I grasped a mere sliver of the Da Wuxiang Gong (Greater Formless Art).” “The Da Wuxiang Gong is the paramount wondrous art of this age, capable of simulating any technique under the heavens, akin to the Sword God’s existence within swordsmanship.” “Such a wondrous art was created by the ancient Wuxiang Buddha long ago.

That Wuxiang Ancient Buddha—who he was, which deity, immortal, or Buddha—remains supremely mysterious.” The text transitioned from calling the creator a person to a god, immortal, and finally a Buddha, clearly showing the high esteem in which the creator of the Da Wuxiang Gong was held.

“I have traveled across many nations and know the world’s wondrous arts; the Da Wuxiang Gong stands supreme.” “Regrettably, having practiced only the Xiao Wuxiang Gong, I only managed to grasp the superficial essence of the Da Wuxiang Gong.

Furthermore, my aptitude was limited.

Otherwise, becoming unrivaled in one nation, let alone unrivaled throughout the world, would not have been difficult.” These words overflowed with praise for the Da Wuxiang Gong.

Lu Yuan was struck dumb; such an art, capable of simulating all techniques, actually existed in the world! Da Wuxiang Gong, Da Wuxiang Gong—what kind of wondrous art was this! It was rumored that the Yunlong Xinfa (Cloud Dragon Heart Method) was also a supreme heart method of the world, with its Yunlong Shibian (Ten Cloud Dragon Transformations) boasting ten distinct variations.

But the Da Wuxiang Gong was not limited to ten variations; it was capable of myriad transformations.

If someone mastered such an art, the consequences would be unimaginable.

“The latter half of my life was spent entirely in the Great Jin Kingdom, where I thoroughly studied the supreme techniques of the Great Jin Kingdom’s various Immortal Sects, simulating their arts.

Now that I am deceased, I return these techniques to you.

However, these techniques are merely my simulations based on the Xiao Wuxiang Gong, inferences of the Da Wuxiang Gong’s essence, and may differ from the originals.

They can greatly aid those who enter this place in perfecting their sect’s methods, allowing for rapid progress without hidden dangers.

The only requirement is the infusion of Xiao Wuxiang Gong mystic power; otherwise, it cannot be used.” So that was it—the sixth layer of the Wusheng Yigong contained risk-free, accelerated methods for mastering various techniques.

Moreover, the sixth layer of the Wusheng Yigong held a staggering forty such techniques.

Lu Yuan immediately scanned the forty paths and finally found one path detailing the “Huashan North Peak Yunlong Xinfa.” The others also located the techniques corresponding to their respective sects.

In total, thirty-five individuals entered thirty-five distinct passages.

At this juncture, there was no conflict or contention whatsoever.

Because fighting over them was futile.

No matter how they struggled or vied...

these techniques were fundamentally the supreme secrets of other Immortal Sects.

Take the Yunlong Xinfa of the North Peak, for example.

This technique had always been passed down only to true disciples; outsiders could not learn it.

If an outsider learned it, regardless of which Immortal Sect they belonged to, they would inevitably be apprehended, and that specific memory would be wiped clean.

The only way one might succeed was if they learned it and never used it, managing to keep it completely hidden.

But what was the point of learning a technique and never using it? Every Immortal Sect placed immense value on its supreme arts and absolutely forbade their external transmission.

This was why there was no scrambling here; everyone went down their designated path to seek their own sect’s method.

Among the current thirty-five people, the North Peak contingent consisted of precisely one person.

Yes, only Lu Qiang.

Lu Yuan entered the path that stretched straight ahead.

He advanced without knowing how long he walked before finally arriving at a grand hall.

Before entering, he saw an inscription on a stone tablet before the hall: “Upon entering this hall, a stream of Xiao Wuxiang power must be inputted.

It is precisely because this mystic power is within the [body] that practicing the technique here carries no hidden danger.

This is the accelerated version.

Without the support of Xiao Wuxiang power, the inherent dangers are immense; it must not be practiced.

You must revert to practicing the original version; this is crucial, absolutely crucial.” Understood, Lu Yuan nodded.

It turned out that the support of the Xiao Wuxiang Gong prevented qi deviation and demonic entrance.

If a risk-free accelerated version truly existed, the Huashan Immortal Sect would have long since promoted that version instead of the current cumbersome, extremely difficult version.

Pushing open the heavy doors of the hall, everyone who entered was utterly stunned.

The four walls of the hall were covered entirely with paintings of the Dragon Progeny.

The Nine Sons of the Dragon.

The tortoise-shaped creature was Bixi, among the Nine Sons; the monstrous beast resembling a coiled little dragon was Pulao; the dragon with a fish tail was Chiwen; the majestic, tiger-like figure was Bi’an; the one half-wolf, half-dragon was Taotie; the elegantly and nobly shaped one, resembling a dragon, was Baxia; the jackal-like dragon was Ya zi; the lion-like one was Suanni; and the oyster/clam-like one was Jiaotu.

The Nine Sons of the Dragon: Bixi, Chiwen, Pulao, Bi’an, Taotie, Baxia, Yazhi, Suanni, and Jiaotu.

(Note: The text lists Chiwen twice and omits Bixi's textual mention in the final list, but the surrounding description covers all nine archetypes.) These nine great dragon progeny were depicted on the four walls with breathtaking artistry, grand and powerful, so vivid that it seemed as if they were about to leap from the painted walls.

Lu Yuan had never possessed a refined eye for beauty.

When he saw beautiful landscape paintings, he admitted they were good, but ultimately, wine was better, and the sword was superior.

Yet, gazing upon the depiction of the Nine Dragon Progeny now, he felt surrounded only by dragons.

For a moment, the separation between self and object dissolved.

He seemed to transform into one dragon son, then another.

When he became Baxia, he felt immense elegance; when he transformed into Yazhi, he felt an overwhelming urge to retaliate against everything; when he became Taotie, he felt so hungry he could devour everything in sight… The merging of heaven and earth, nothing surpassed this moment.

Suddenly, Lu Yuan raised his head sharply.

Directly above him, a snow-white cloud dragon gently waved its claws.

Its scales unfurled, its talons spread, and its eyes were half-open.

Infinite majesty, infinite power! It surpassed the sound of Sanskrit chants, it surpassed the resonance of the Daoist celestial music.

The sound of the Celestial Dragon poured into his ears.

All the majesty and might of the Nine Dragon Progeny seemed to converge upon this one Cloud Dragon.

Lu Yuan was immersed here for an immeasurable time, held captive by the sheer awe, as if he himself had unconsciously transformed into a cloud dragon, soaring through mist and clouds, where a single claw strike from the cloud dragon would be enough to shake the very ground.

Lu Yuan took a deep breath, his consciousness clearing.

He was not any of the Nine Dragon Progeny, nor was he the Cloud Dragon; he was Lu Yuan, a cultivator.

Inside his body, a stream of mystic power not belonging to his Yunlong Xinfa was circulating.

This power was slowly diminishing, meaning he needed to practice before it completely vanished, to see if he could cultivate more of the Yunlong Shibian.

Lu Yuan looked forward and saw the depiction of Bixi, one of the Nine Dragon Progeny.

Lu Yuan looked closer and saw the accompanying introduction: “The Second Transformation of the Ten Cloud Dragon Transformations—Bixi Transformation.

This allows for the temporary conversion of mystic power into Earth Element Heart Method cultivation.

The rapid practice method is as follows…” It turned out to be a method for temporarily converting mystic power into Earth Element cultivation.

Earth Element cultivation was excellent! The seven primary elements possessed mutual generation and restraint; Earth Element cultivation offered a degree of restraint against Lightning Element mystic power.

His current weakness was his inability to counter electrical attacks, so this transformation could temporarily suppress Lightning Element power, making it perfect for his immediate training.

Once mastered, he would have a way to break through Lightning Element spells in the future.

Lu Yuan immediately settled his mind and began practicing the Second Transformation of the Cloud Dragon—the Bixi Transformation.

Bixi, also called Guifu or Baxia, resembles a tortoise and is known for bearing great weight.

It carries stone tablets year after year.

One can see this tireless strongman everywhere in temples and ancestral halls.

Legend says touching it brings good fortune.

After an unknown period, Lu Yuan took a deep breath; his Bixi Transformation was complete.

He suddenly shouted, and the clouds behind him began to change, manifesting a tortoise-like monstrous beast of an earthy yellow hue.

Furthermore, all his mystic power had temporarily converted to Earth Element mystic power.

Earth Element mystic power is not lively, but it increases defense and strength.

Excellent.

The Second Transformation, Bixi Transformation, was finally mastered.

Which transformation should he practice next? Lu Yuan searched around, examining the descriptions of the Ten Cloud Dragon Transformations, deciding to practice the Pulao Transformation.

Pulao resembles a dragon but is smaller, and it loves to roar.

It is said that Pulao lives by the sea and fears whales the most.

Whenever a whale attacked, Pulao would cry out incessantly.

Thus, people often placed its image upon bells, carving the striking logs into the shape of a whale to strike the bell, hoping for a loud and clear sound.

This transformation involves sound waves, naturally belonging to the Wind Element.

Indeed, the Pulao Transformation of the Ten Cloud Dragon Transformations is a method for temporarily converting one's mystic power into Wind Element mystic power.

Lu Yuan had already mastered the Wind Sword Intent, and now, with the accelerated method provided by Elder Wusheng and the influence of the Xiao Wuxiang Gong within his [body], his progress in this practice was astonishingly fast.

After an unspecified duration, a monstrous beast condensed from the clouds behind Lu Yuan.

This beast resembled a dragon but was smaller.

As this beast manifested, the color of Lu Yuan’s entire mystic power faded further, changing from the white hue of the Cloud Element to the colorless appearance of the Wind Element.

It was done.

This was the Pulao Transformation of the Ten Cloud Dragon Transformations, and he had finally grasped it.

During this period of forgotten time, he had mastered the Bixi Transformation and the Pulao Transformation of the Ten Cloud Dragon Transformations.

Combined with the Chīwěn Transformation he had already mastered, he had now cultivated three transformations out of the ten.

And at this point, the mystic power from the Xiao Wuxiang Gong within his [body] had not been completely depleted; some remained.