Panda’s Self-cultivation

　　 When Illidan came to Azshara Palace with the Dragon Soul, Azshara was still in bed...

　　 Hearing that Illidan had brought back the Dragon Soul, Azshara hurriedly dressed up with the help of Vasqi, and met Illidan in the lobby.

　　 "You really brought back the soul of the dragon?" Azshara couldn't believe it, "I got it from the crazy black dragon?"

　　 "To be precise, I didn't get it in his hands. This thing seems to have some bad influence on the user. Deathwing put him in his collection showroom."

　　 "Interesting, then how did you get into his showroom? It's simply impossible."

　　 "Since you think it's impossible, how can that black dragon be prepared? When I sneaked into his lair, the guards in the showroom only had some stupid stone trolls. It couldn't be easier to fool them."

　　 "Then how did you avoid Deathwing from tracking? He should have some means on the Dragon Soul, right?"

　　 "That's not difficult, I just escaped into the Emerald Dream temporarily."

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　　 The elaborate story of Zuifeng and Illidan finally deceived Azshara. Although she still felt that something was wrong, everything was reasonable and she couldn't find any loopholes.

　　 "Your bravery and wit is commendable and I will give you the glory you expect."

　　 "Come with me, I will take you to find Lord Sargeras, he will tell you how to use the power of fel energy."

Illidan took off the cloak, wrapped the staff and double-edged blades and gave it to Vaschi next to him. This is what he had discussed with Drunken Wind, and he separated naturally here. After all, Drunken Wind cannot face Sargeras, Illidan The staff must be left unmarked.

Illidan followed in Azshara's footsteps and came to the back of the palace. Along the way, the sentinels, either light or dark, made Illidan secretly frightened. Fortunately, he and Maiev were only observing the periphery and did not choose to go deep. Maybe he will be caught.

　　 Azshara, wearing a robe, swayed through the demons and the magic circle. Looking at her back, Illidan had an inexplicable desire to protect the beautiful and non-human woman in front of him.

　　 Then Illidan shook his head awkwardly. Azshara's charm was pure innate. This kind of talent with extreme temptation in every move made Illidan who had recovered his senses instantly sweated.

　　 "Azshara is already so powerful, what kind of existence would Sargeras she admired?"

　　 While Illidan was thinking, the two had already arrived in front of the Well of Eternity.

　　 On the ground, with the Well of Eternity as the center, a huge summoning circle is gradually taking shape, and from the many interrupted lines and runes, Illidan can see that this circle is far from complete.

"Go, Illidan, go and stand in the center of the circle." Azshara cast a levitating technique on Illidan, "Take the dragon soul, I will reverse the summoning circle and send you to the Twisting Void In front of Lord Sargeras, where you will get everything you expect."

　　 Illidan nodded and walked silently to the center of the Well of Eternity.

　　 As Azshara sang, Illidan only felt that the world was spinning, and he closed his eyes involuntarily.

　　 When he opened his eyes again, Illidan found himself floating in the depths of the universe.

　　 In the darkness, Illidan felt his heart beat instinctively, but he couldn't see anything.

　　 "Mortal, are you the one Azshara mentioned?"

　　 A powerful voice made Illidan unable to help but fight a cold war.

　　 He raised his head, but he found that he was clearly in the dark, he could still "see" a giant, no, even a giant could not describe this great body.

The long horns on his head seem to be able to pierce everything, and his eyes are burning with unquenchable flames. The perfect body is covered with thick armor. A broken sword is held in his hand, but Illidan There is a feeling of "nothing can stop this broken sword".

　　 "Interesting mortal, your adaptation to the evil energy exceeded my expectations, and your actions gave me a rare surprise. Now, you can tell me your name!"

/>　　 "Ilidan, Illidan Stormrage."

　　 "Very well, Illidan, now in the name of Sargeras, I promise your wish. What wealth, honor, strength or strength do you desire, let's say, what do you want?"

　　 "Power, I want endless power, real power!"

　　 "Interesting, you made the right choice, only power is the real eternity." Sargeras' voice seemed to bring a hint of joy, "but power comes at a price, are you ready?"

　　 "I am ready, I am willing to pay for real power!"

　　 Sargeras nodded slightly and raised his left hand.

　　 Two light beams shot through Illidan's eyes.

　　 The scorching heat of the fel energy and the coldness of the shadow alternately stimulated Illidan. He felt that he had seen countless worlds, and these worlds were all destroyed in an endless army of demons.

　　Those various armies called Titan creations also seem to be well-equipped and orderly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but fighting the demons cannot prevail.

There are mortals in several worlds, but they are not at all Sargeras’ opponents. When Sargeras swung the broken sword, countless existences as powerful as Cenarius, and even stronger than Cenarius, were Direct destruction.

　　 After eliminating all resisters, one world after another was destroyed one after another in silence.

　　 Just as Illidan was immersed in the illusion, his body was also undergoing tremendous changes.

Amid the surge of fel energy, a large number of tattoos appeared on Illidan's body. With the appearance of the tattoo, the damaged arcane circuit in Illidan's body disappeared, replaced by a slowly operating, brand-new fel energy Loop.

Illidan’s facial features disappeared, and instead, on his forehead, two ferocious horns grew. Illidan is no longer a night elf mage. Now he is a demon. He still passes through Sargeras. Demon of transformation!

　　 Finally, the story of the devil in Illidan's mind has been told, and his transformation has also ended.

　　 Illidan's eyes had been blinded by the evil energy, but he felt that he saw more clearly than before. Now, in his eyes, he finally understood how powerful Sargeras was!

　　 If Sargeras' power is an elephant, Illidan himself is just a mouse, Azshara is stronger, but he is just a rabbit! To be continued.