บท 1832: Divine Origin

No matter how imposing the purple-back color was, it could not stop the blue color from moving outward. The sea was becoming calm with the receding tempestuous waves. On the other hand, Tang Wulin's aura was subliming wildly. 

The feeling of transcendence was ineffable. Tang Wulin felt as if he was being incinerated in a smelting furnace. 

However, the speckles of blue radiance soon fused into his bones. His initial Leakproof Golden Body now had a touch of water-like gentleness. It felt completely different regardless of how hard the crashing was inside him. The scorching temperature was rising while his aura and cultivation base was soaring similarly. He was continuously elevating little by little from his demigod rank. 

His eyes were already glimmering like a starry sky. Everything in the surroundings was warping ever so slightly, yet Tang Wulin felt the profound changes in himself.