Krishna mockingly gazed at the departing apparition of the middle-aged grey bearded Sage. "So, he is the Seventh of this generation. And this blood refining test is his own test. "

He was no longer that naive teen from before, although his body was that of youth, his eyes contained an ancientness even preceding the birth of the oldest stars in the current cosmos. There was a coldness apparent within his heart, mixed with sweet warmth of the worldly compassion. Now, he was almost a Sage, and there would be few people even among the Gods whom he couldn't read through, at least that's what he thought!!

Mulling upon his observations, and collating with all that he had experienced, he was at the moment consolidating his previous sporadic bursts of enlightenments. At this moment, he remembered the old man with a loincloth, who told him the history of the sages, "He is the Senior Sixth." Thinking about him, softened his nature, that sage's test was the most challenging till now, yet it possessed such secrets of existence that he couldn't even imagine about in the beginning. "Beneath that casual gaze, and talkative nature, he hides his true transcendental sense, he has absorbed himself in mortality to trigger an expansive interpretation.

Although, I found that the middle-aged man was the Seventh, was it because he allowed me to find out? Or have I become powerful enough to probe that." Shaking his head, he dismissed the idea of him being as powerful enough, "These seniors have existed ages from before me, and they trained here in this virtual space just like me. Coupled with their working experiences in the Outer Void and Observable Universe, I am far lacking to match or counter them. If they really want me to die, I would have died long before I even began taking the tests. Plus, killing me as an innocent, would tarnish their karma, which they are definitely aware of. After I complete the Seventh Test, my karma would be firmly tied with Line of Sages. Should I continue or leave?" Considering his possible future, he decided to take the last test with full enthusiasm and focus, because after arriving at this crossroad, he has already forged his own destiny. Turning back now, would be cowardice and disregard for his own self and the extraordinary inheritance of Sages that was bestowed upon him. If not for himself, he must pass ahead to stand up to their hopes and offer them his heart-felt gratitude and respect for showing him a direction in this life.

Stretching his hands as to prepare for the incoming tribulation, a seven-coloured formation materialized at front of his abdomen. The formation awakened an eternal flame as it was a living demon, slithering quietly and transmuted into a beautiful seven-coloured lotus. The lotus seemed to germinate and started to shed it's petals, the shedding petals floated to seven spots on his body that were alight with seven thousand-petalled lotuses, each of a different colour, attribute and energy. The first bloom occurred at the forehead, and the lotus seemed to brim with excitement.

Gradually, the heart lotus and the abdomen lotus bloomed and finally all seven lotuses were burning with life and the eternal flame of life. The silver essence surrounding him developed a golden hue extending to the infinity, a divine domain had obtained fruition, a domain of one of the most fundamental natural laws, Dharma, signifying eternal order. Around his body and within, could be seen 107 similar thousand petalled lotuses, as each lotus opened up the the silvery-gold essence turned more and more gold. At last 80 lotuses had blossomed as if there was an onset of spring, and the domain turned into a deep-golden disk, with a circumference of millions of protruding spikes. Krishna opened his heavenly eyes, and perceived the domain of Dharma. Spreading his divine sense across the domain, he diminished the infinitude size of domain to that of a flying disk which rotated around his right index finger. This discus possessed one of the most potent laws of universe, the quintessence of Dharma. The magnanimity of the discus would augment as his perception of Dharma improves, even now it could be used a terrible weapon on a low tier God. It was a fruit of his 2000 years of toils. Feeling within his consciousness, he saw that his spirit sea had turned from blue to golden and it's dimensions had reached the ethereal level. Each of the 114 thousand petalled lotuses are connected with this massive ocean, yet he could only with his level, bloom 80 lotuses.

His mental energy expanded in submissiveness at the Jade Tablet in order to avoid provoking a reaction from its creator. The techniques of Blood Transforming Resonance entered his spirit sea, prompting a violent demonic aura. All blood cultivation as well as fight techniques are by nature heaven-defying, thereby being more suited with the natural temperament of the Sages. There was no contradiction however, since the Sages were originally never moral humans, although they practiced self-righteousness, they never looked up to human-set morals. Veins burst apart with fresh blood, and a blood mist gathered upon his, with each drop of blood, mist set into a clockwise motion acceleratingly. The rotating blood mist was like a centrifuge and black impurities oozed out from it. Krishna was gritting his teeth in massive pain. This was the greatest pain he had felt in all his lives, but he couldn't lose his will or he will die. The body had already shriveled up like a dried date and the blood mist transformed into a tornado. At the exact top centre, were revolving pure golden red blood drops, with each revolution, there were rapidly forming with oozing impurities and weaker strains from the sides. The blood drops formed two alive blood dragons upon accumulating trying to consume one another. The blood mist had died down and around was seen drop of black, crimson and other strains of weak blood. In the space stood only two blood dragons one deep crimson and another deep vermillion, with golden heads, both started to coil upon each other. But then they sensed the soul of Krishna looking in pain as he had exited his body. When they saw the soul, both teamed up to defeat this soul and later decide who will devour it. Krishna was brimming with rage at the result, a strange unyielding awareness emerged from the depths of his consciousness, the pure unyielding will evolving into a mammoth Black Qilin, it battled the two dragons for years and at last swallowed both of them returning to Krishna's body. He was already exhausted beyond measure, it had taken him a whole thousand years to complete this cursed Blood Transforming Resonance to only recognise that this is a cruel technique to kill its practitioner and make a puppet of them. If not for his inexhaustible will, he would have been devoured by the Blood Dragons, lasting only as a hazy memory in the annals of men. Little did he know, that this was all a deliberate strategy formulated by the Old Seventh, to elevate his potential. He was already aware of the merciless and backstabbing nature of the blood technique, that could kill and then absorb the origin souls of cultivators, however for a Sage such a terrible method of life and death is a tonic to ignite their innate nature and arouse the slumbering will within. A slice of his divine sense was overwatching as a star everything that had been happening, waiting only to save Krishna were he not able to hold on.

Krishna using his domain connected his body and the transparent Qilin entered his eyebrows. He didn't have much strength, and needed rest or it's consciousness would dissipate. Suddenly, a primordial pressure magnified and gripped him, restricting him to even move, as if the entire universe was falling upon him. Crying at his doom, he summoned his last shred of will, and punched stiffly at the empty space, opening a wormhole to the Planet Mo Quan, dropping unconscious as he teleported to the Old Sixth's hermitage.