"'Nine Heavens of the Netherworld, one rebirth per heaven. Crossing the Yellow Springs River, a will undying and unextinguishable.'"
'This should mean that the Undead Nether Phoenix has the ability to traverse the Nine Heavens of the Netherworld. Each heaven requires going through life and death, but after death, it will display the most legendary 'Nirvana Rebirth' of the two phoenix clans.'
'This is like the fire phoenix clan's rebirth from the ashes, just that the path is different.'
'And the Nine Heavens of the Netherworld mentioned here may not necessarily mean actually going to the Netherworld underworld, but rather refers to all the moments that lead to death.'
'After Nirvana Rebirth, not only can the physical body be remodeled, but the strength will also have a big leap.'
Although Li Yan's body was weak, his thoughts were becoming clearer and clearer, and his eyes were also getting brighter and brighter.
Just now, he had used his divine sense to look at his own meridians and flesh. Although the newly grown meridians and flesh were very fragile, he could easily distinguish the widening of the meridians and the sculpting of the flesh, which were completely different from before.
Li Yan knew that in the next step, as long as he slowly recovered and cultivated, he would not only be able to return to his peak but also make a great leap in his cultivation.
"Maybe I can even condense a Golden Core," a thought suddenly popped into Li Yan's mind, and a trace of color returned to his originally pale face.
After taking a few deep breaths, Li Yan immediately suppressed this unrealistic thought. "A Golden Core, I'm being too optimistic!"
He quickly regained his sanity and then returned to his previous train of thought.
"What does the second half of this sentence mean? 'Crossing the Yellow Springs River, a will undying and unextinguishable.' Does it mean that to achieve a truly undying body, one must really go to the Netherworld and find the Yellow Springs River?"
After thinking for a while, he gave up. With his current cultivation, he couldn't even leave the Desolate Moon Continent, let alone other planes. What's more, he had only heard of the Netherworld Yellow Springs. No cultivator around him had ever been there.
Li Yan knew that he had benefited from a disaster this time. Not only did he save a "True Essence Pill," but he also discovered the secret of the "Undead Nether Phoenix." And that "True Essence Pill" was a truly life-saving holy pill at critical moments.
Finally, Li Yan's gaze fell on his own palm. When he had circulated his power to clench his fist just now, the faint silver color on the surface of his skin was almost invisible to the naked eye.
He had also just checked that the "Undead Nether Phoenix" essence blood in the Li Fire Profound Yellow Fan had not decreased in the slightest, which meant that this body remodeling had not consumed the "Undead Nether Phoenix" essence blood in the fan.
Body remodeling could only consume refined essence blood. He had almost completely consumed the trace of 'Undead Nether Phoenix' essence blood he had refined before.
However, Li Yan was not discouraged by this. Instead, a sense of secret joy rose in his heart. The trace of 'Undead Nether Phoenix' essence blood that had been refined and integrated into his flesh and blood was just a fusion by a secret method.
But now, he couldn't feel the existence of that trace of essence blood at all, but he could still feel that power was still in his body. As long as his body recovered, he could still throw a punch with the same power. This was truly connected to his own bloodline.
Li Yan felt that after feeling a sense of emptiness, he should be able to continue refining the "Undead Nether Phoenix" essence blood that he had been unable to refine.
After a long while, Li Yan finally calmed down his fluctuating emotions. After confirming what had happened to him, Li Yan went over all the events again.
He also considered some problems and couldn't help but frown.
'Master treated my injuries and saw my body being remodeled by the silver light. In addition, he personally fought that demonic cultivator. Now, although he doesn't necessarily know all my secrets.'
'He definitely already knows that I hid my cultivation. And how can I explain the body remodeling?'
'Also, did he see through the Qiongqi Purgatory Art? Back then, I used the Fragmented Poison Body to cover it up. This is a bit troublesome now.'
Li Yan had heard about Wei Zhongran's origins from Gong Chenying. Of course, he knew that Wei Zhongran knew more about the Wind God Continent and the Tianli Clan, including the Qiongqi Purgatory Art, than he did.
Even Wei Zhongran himself had the right to cultivate the Qiongqi Purgatory Art but had given it up. But he was definitely one of the few in this Desolate Moon Continent who knew the most about the Tianli Clan.
'If I can cultivate the Qiongqi Purgatory Art, then Master will naturally know about my relationship with A'Ying at once.'
Li Yan quickly thought of Zhao Min. He knew that he had no right to say that he liked both of them at the same time in front of his master. If he did, the outcome would probably be very miserable.
Unless he waited until he cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage. He was now very afraid of Wei Zhongran. The Mid-stage Golden Core demon lord he had painstakingly sneak-attacked had almost killed him with the rebound, yet his master had easily killed the opponent in just a few exchanges.
'If it really comes down to it, then I'll say that I once devoured a trace of 'Undead Nether Phoenix' essence blood, which caused a change in my physical body.'
'Anyway, with Master's character, he would never do what Strategist Ji did back then. Otherwise, when my body was being remodeled just now, he could have imprisoned me and told outsiders that my physical body had collapsed and my soul needed to be nourished.'
Li Yan was now truly becoming more and more black-hearted. Through several years, he had finally confirmed Wei Zhongran's character. For the sake of his own thoughts, Li Yan directly used it.
Thinking of this, a smile finally appeared on Li Yan's face. The simple village boy from back then had invisibly traveled far.
Li Yan's attitude towards love was not like Zhuo Lingfeng's, who loved and hated clearly and was devoted to one person. On the contrary, as his cultivation increased, his possessiveness became stronger and stronger.
Li Yan just sat on the bed, not immediately going to wash off the blood and dirt on his body. Instead, his mind was constantly calculating how much of his strength he had exposed this time, and how to make up for it, and so on.
After a long time, he was finally recovering from his serious injuries and felt more and more tired. He instructed the little Purple Divine Dragon-Elephant to set up the "Great Dragon-Elephant Formation" in the cave residence. After confirming that everything was in order, he fell into a deep sleep…
"Did something happen to old ghost Teng? He went to track that suspicious small team and then disappeared."
More than an hour ago, the sky was dark and black. On the damaged square in the center of "Zhouyang Town," five thousand cultivators had already gathered, a dense black mass.
And in front of the square stood three demonic cultivators. The one who spoke was a short-haired demonic cultivator, his head as if covered with short thorns.
And the one he was asking was the middle-aged demonic cultivator surnamed Wu who had appeared at the town entrance with Teng Wuji at night. At this moment, it had been nearly an hour since Teng Wuji had gone out.
The middle-aged demonic cultivator surnamed Wu looked at the crowd of cultivators on the square and shook his head.
"Brother Jin, if you were tracking someone, would you want someone to be constantly tracking you with their divine sense?"
"How could I have been constantly tracking old ghost Teng with my divine sense? Before, I only sensed some fluctuations of spirit power and demonic qi in the northwest. And that spirit power was too weak, so why should I pay attention?"
"But after a few dozen breaths, it was all quiet there. I thought Fellow Daoist Teng was back, but he was nowhere to be seen."
He was familiar with the demonic qi emitted by Teng Wuji. When he sensed that it was Teng Wuji fighting someone and that the opponent was very weak, how could he pay any more attention?
What's more, the place where the battle took place was only about a thousand li from "Zhouyang Town," which was right on their doorstep for them.
Half an hour later, there were no more aftershocks of battle, but Teng Wuji still hadn't returned.
The middle-aged demonic cultivator surnamed Wu had already handled the matter at the town entrance and felt that something was wrong. When he sent out his divine sense to scan again, there was no trace of Teng Wuji.
And before he could notify the other two Golden Core demon lords who had stayed in the town center, those two Golden Core demon lords had already received an urgent secret order via voice transmission, asking them to gather all the cultivators. A demonic general would come later to lead them to act immediately.
When they contacted the middle-aged demon lord surnamed Wu at the town entrance and Teng Wuji, they only then found out that Teng Wuji had not yet returned. But at this time, there was already no time to go out and look for him.
After hearing the middle-aged demon lord's answer, the short-haired demonic cultivator was also helpless. For this kind of pursuit, if Teng Wuji hadn't asked them for help, they really couldn't have been constantly tracking him with their divine sense. Even he himself would have fallen out with the other party.
"Also, we've found information about the demonic cultivator team that set up the ambush at the town entrance. It was a five-person team that entered the town in the evening."
"They lied and said they were reporting to the third district, but I couldn't find any information about this team. Their purpose here is unknown."
"But at least one of them in this team is a poison cultivation expert. This poison cultivator is extremely ruthless. They designed to poison a demonic soldier captain."
"This demonic soldier captain was named Jiao Hua. When I saw him, although he was still breathing, his appearance was very miserable."
"It seems that after being poisoned, someone inserted their hand into his chest and abdomen, and his entire spine was broken into several pieces by a series of heavy blows." The middle-aged demonic cultivator surnamed Wu continued.
"Inserted their hand into Jiao Hua's chest and abdomen? Could it be that the opponent was a Golden Core cultivator?" At this time, another demonic cultivator interjected, his face full of disbelief.
"Perhaps. I asked the other three demonic soldiers there. They said that the opponent's cultivation should be at the peak of a demonic soldier's strength."
"However, to be able to hide their cultivation and get here under Lord Demonic General's divine sense scan yesterday, they should also be an expert among Golden Core cultivators." The middle-aged demonic cultivator surnamed Wu said.
He also believed that the one who had sneak-attacked Jiao Hua was a Golden Core cultivator from the Desolate Moon Continent. He didn't think that a Foundation Establishment cultivator could easily poison a demonic soldier and tear open his steel-like body with his bare hands.
Then the middle-aged demonic cultivator surnamed Wu continued, "The potent poison has already corroded Jiao Hua's internal organs. With his spine broken again, his physical body has been completely destroyed."
"This poison cultivator's mind is extremely vicious. Then Jiao Hua can only perform Body Seizure again. But now in the Desolate Moon Continent, the only physical bodies available for him to possess are those of human cultivators."
The short-haired demonic cultivator shook his head. If it were in the Demon Realm, what would it matter if one demonic soldier died, let alone a thousand?
But now they were in need of manpower here. The number of demonic cultivators who had come over was limited, and every demonic cultivator was precious.
"Then you are wrong. Jiao Hua has been killed by me personally. Don't look at me with such strange eyes."
"Of course I know the importance of every kinsman now. It's just that the poison cultivator who attacked was too vicious. Even I almost failed to notice it. If I had, I would have fallen into the opponent's trap."
"I had originally wanted to gather Jiao Hua's soul and take it away, and then let him perform Body Seizure after finding a suitable human cultivator's body."
"But when I was collecting Jiao Hua's soul, because I judged that the one who had attacked him was a Golden Core poison cultivator, I was extra careful."
"Sure enough, in the end, there was a very faint trace of potent poison hidden in Jiao Hua's soul. In a moment of carelessness, it actually tried to invade my body along my fingers."
"Brother Wu is saying that there was 'Soul Poison' in Jiao Hua's soul?"
"This... I can't be sure. Although there are potent poisons that can corrode the soul, they are extremely rare. At least in my hundreds of years of cultivation, I've only heard of them."
"But this poison was indeed entangled in Jiao Hua's soul, and it had already merged with his soul and could not be separated. So Jiao Hua was bound to die in the future. Instead of leaving him to suffer, it would be better for him to go to reincarnation sooner."
The middle-aged demonic cultivator surnamed Wu said grimly.