Xiaoxiao.

However, the spiritual cocoon occasionally flashed with a gray or purple jade light, which gradually evolved into a faint chaotic color.

As the color changed, the majesty within the spiritual cocoon grew stronger.

This strange phenomenon lasted for an hour, during which time the surroundings fell into complete silence.

In this almost suffocatingly quiet atmosphere, suddenly, a crisp "whoosh!" was heard.

The crisp, low sound was now incredibly clear, abruptly shattering the unsettling silence.

Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw that the thick cocoon of spiritual energy had unexpectedly cracked open with a narrow slit.

In an instant, a dazzling ray of light burst forth from the narrow crevice like a wild horse, its brilliance so intense that no one dared to look directly at it.

However, this was only the beginning. Soon after, the gaps gradually increased, and more and more rays of light surged forth like a tide.

In the blink of an eye, the entire dragon's nest was completely submerged in these dazzling and colorful rays of light.

At this moment, the Dragon's Nest is bathed in the glow of the sunset, making it breathtakingly beautiful. Countless rays of light intertwine and reflect each other, illuminating the place with dazzling colors, like a dream, or a fairyland.

Just as they were marveling at this breathtaking sight, Kuang Zheng, who was sitting in the center of the spiritual cocoon with his eyes closed, underwent an astonishing change.

When the rosy clouds reached their peak, Kuang Zheng suddenly opened his eyes.

As he opened his eyes, countless rays of light, as if on command, instantly surged into his body.

Meanwhile, deep within Kuangzheng's Niwan Palace, a miniature version of Kuangzheng, identical to himself, sat prominently inside.

Even more surprisingly, all the radiant light that had flowed into his body now converged on this tiny figure, forming a strange light membrane around him.

Upon closer inspection, this layer of light is not a tattoo in the ordinary sense; it resembles some kind of armor, exuding a mysterious aura and seemingly containing endless power and secrets.

These rays of light, like nimble sprites, flowed along the miniature, upright body in a certain pattern. They shimmered with strange light, like colorful ribbons intertwined, making the whole body look extraordinary.

After pulsating for a while, all the rays of light entered above the little man's navel and disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

As the glow of the sunset faded, the black snake mark that was clearly visible on Kuang Zheng's wrist also disappeared.

Surprisingly, the mysterious black snake mark did not disappear completely, but transferred to the miniature version of Kuang Zheng, but its position changed—it was precisely imprinted above the navel of that petite person, right where the glow disappeared.

The exquisite black snake mark is not only smaller but also more translucent. It is no longer a simple forehead tattoo but rather a unique badge.

It looks more like a real snake, as if it might burst out of its body at any moment!

Kuang Zheng stared intently at the little figure inside his Niwan Palace, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

This was the first time in his life that he had ever looked inward, and the first time he had ever seen his own nascent soul.

Looking at the little figure in front of him, who seemed to be cut from the same mold as himself, Kuang Zheng felt an indescribable joy and pride welling up in his heart.

He knew that at this very moment, he had finally stood at the pinnacle of Penglai Planet, becoming the strongest being at the top of the pyramid.

When Kuang Zheng tried to feel that unprecedented, immense power, his heart was instantly filled with ecstasy.

This powerful force is unique to those at the initial stage of the Nascent Soul realm. From this moment on, he is no longer an ordinary cultivator who might perish at any moment due to an accident.

The appearance of the Nascent Soul granted him the miraculous ability of near-immortality.

Only now has he truly grasped what absolute power is.

His past self at the Golden Core stage was utterly insignificant in his eyes now; he could easily annihilate his past self.

"Out of ten thousand Golden Core cultivators, only one has achieved Nascent Soul stage!"

From this moment on, Kuang Zheng could be considered to have truly embarked on his own path of cultivation.

He was once just one of many ordinary cultivators, but from now on, he has transformed into a Xuanxiu Ke who holds the ticket to transcend tribulation.

Although there is only a one-word difference between Xuanxiu and Xiuzhen, the meanings they contain are worlds apart.

Cultivation is about pursuing the "true self" and seeking the ultimate physical state.

The pursuit of the Dao is the quest for the power of heaven and earth!

Before reaching the Nascent Soul stage, cultivators primarily focus on unlocking their own potential.

Once one enters the Nascent Soul stage, one must not only pursue personal transformation but also seek the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

This is completely different from what it used to be. Only today did Kuang Zheng truly understand the meaning of "One out of ten thousand Golden Elixir cultivators can achieve Nascent Soul status!"

This illustrates the difficulty of reaching the Nascent Soul stage; even among 100,000 Golden Core cultivators, only one might be able to advance to the Nascent Soul stage.

It also reflects a sense of pride. Having fought his way out from among 100,000 geniuses, he has every right to be proud!

At this moment, he had truly obtained the ticket to step onto the center stage of this grand feast of cultivation, and could no longer only stand on the edge as a spectator.

With a soft "hum!" sound, the scene before my eyes changed instantly.

It turned out that Kuang Zheng had exited the state of introspection and returned to the real world.

His gaze fell upon the all-too-familiar dragon's nest, and a thousand emotions and ten thousand thoughts surged into his heart.

Looking back, it was this mysterious palace that gave them new life and hope.

Although the white dragon initially intended to seize his body, he harbored no resentment whatsoever.

If he were in his shoes, he wouldn't let go of any chance to be reborn.

The white dragon was unfortunate because he failed.

But he was very lucky. Not only did he absorb the pool formed from the white dragon's body, but he also obtained most of the white dragon's memories, and even its lair—the Dragon's Nest—belonged to him.

Therefore, he harbored no resentment towards the white dragon, only gratitude.

Now, he has undergone a transformation here, a tremendous change like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.

Without the protection of the Dragon's Nest, he couldn't imagine that his promotion would have been so smooth.

Once upon a time, that naive young man, with no other choice, had to bravely venture into the vast wilderness. After countless hardships and obstacles, he has finally completed a magnificent transformation.

And this is also inseparable from the protection of the Dragon's Nest, so why would he resent the White Dragon?

In a sense, Bai Jiao was like his second parent.

Although they had never met, Bai Jiao gave him everything he had left.

However, this giving was a coincidence born of helplessness, rather than a willing act.

Despite the different paths leading to the same goal, Kuang Zheng is still very grateful to him.