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Hua Changxi was completely unaware of the various schemes and calculations that the various human forces had toward the Nine Nether Soul Realm.

After escaping from the Nine Netherworld and returning to the mortal realm, she went straight back to the Lingguang Palace and leaped into the churning sea of ​​lava and fire at the underground transmission platform.

This trip to the Nine Netherworlds did not result in any major damage, but it was quite taxing.

His spiritual power and soul power were almost exhausted, and his blood and energy were depleted by more than 80%.

At this moment, she desperately needs a good rest.

Amidst the magma and flames, Hua Changxi transformed into fire, completely merging herself with the sea of ​​fire, which surged and roared around her.

Time seemed to have vanished for her.
However, the outside world is in turmoil.

Inside the Lingguang Hall, the heads of various departments and their managers gathered together. The atmosphere in the hall was solemn, and everyone's faces were serious.

Since the Nine Gates Auction ended and human cultivators returned to the mortal realm one after another, Lingguang Palace has never had a moment of peace.

Cultivators from all directions flocked to the palace, all wishing to pay their respects to the palace master.

Although they refused most visitors on the grounds that "the temple master is in seclusion and does not wish to be disturbed," people still kept coming to present their visiting cards in an endless stream.

At the Nine Passes Auction, people also went to Lingguang Hall.

Everyone in Lingguang Palace was well aware of why all parties were so eager to pay their respects to the Palace Master.

All sides have their eyes on the Nine Nether Soul Realm!

The Mission Hall oversees the internal mission assignments and various external affairs of the Lingguang Hall. Hall Master Xie Hanzhang directly presented a visiting card engraved with a blue dragon pattern.

"Gentlemen, do you know what kind of invitation I received today?"

Everyone looked over.

"Azure Dragon?"

"Could it be the Azure Dragon Army?"

Xie Hanzhang smiled and nodded: "That's right, this visiting card was written by the Palace Master of Mengzhang Hall."

Upon hearing this, everyone was immediately excited.

Duan Jishan, head of the Martial Arts Hall: "The Mengzhang Hall has appeared in the world?"

Su Yu, the head of the Hall of Merit: "Why is there no sound at all?"

The hall's managers were all discussing it amongst themselves.

Xie Hanzhang: "The path taken by Mengzhang Palace is probably different from that of our Lingguang Palace. They are likely planning to secretly grow stronger."

Su Yu: "If you wanted to develop this secretly, why are you suddenly coming out now?"

Xie Hanzhang: "It seems that the Nine Nether Soul Realm is even more important than we imagined."

Duan Jishan: "The Mengzhang Hall, which commands the Azure Dragon Army, has appeared without our knowledge. What about the Jianbing Hall, which commands the White Tiger Army, and the Zhiming Hall, which commands the Black Tortoise Army? Could they have already appeared and are quietly growing stronger?"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Duan Jishan frowned: "We need to let the Palace Master know about this as soon as possible. Among the Four Spirits Army, our Vermilion Bird Army is being a bit too active."

All the managers nodded in agreement.

After a moment of silence, Su Yu suddenly laughed and said, "Do you think the five holy lands and the Xuanyuan Army might also send out invitations of greeting?"

Yun You, the head of the logistics department, said, "No matter who sent the visiting card, without the instructions of the hall master, we only need to treat the guests well and not neglect them."

While the hall masters of Lingguang Hall were discussing their affairs, various factions were also secretly watching the movements of Lingguang Hall.

Why hasn't there been any news from Wei Zhenjie?

"Could it be that he's really planning to wash his hands of the Nine Nether Soul Realm matter?"

"Impossible. The Nine Nether Soul Realm is related to the number of cultivators at the Spirit Platform Realm and above. He can't possibly ignore it."

Seeing that the Central Holy Land remained silent and the Palace Master of Lingguang Palace was still in seclusion, the other forces quieted down a bit.

Time flies, and a month has passed.

On the underground power transmission platform of Lingguang Palace, a fiery red figure sat cross-legged in meditation. Above his head, an ancient luminous cup was suspended in mid-air and tilted, from which a stream of soul water the thickness of a thumb slowly flowed.

The Soul River water dispersed in mid-air, transforming into a dense white soul mist that swirled and lingered, before being rapidly absorbed by the fiery red figure. After an unknown amount of time, the luminous cup emptied completely, and not a single drop of Soul River water flowed down.

At this moment, Hua Changxi slowly opened her eyes.

[Realm: Nascent Soul Realm 99.99 billion/99 billion; Divine Sense: 10 billion+ points]
Fortunately, although the soul body has not been fully restored, it has been almost completely replenished.

Hua Changxi summoned the luminous cup back into his hand and spun it around: "The memory is still too small; it doesn't hold enough Soul River water."

After putting away the luminous cup, Hua Changxi carefully examined her body.

His spiritual power and soul power had been restored, but his blood and qi were still depleted, and he felt faintly weak.

This time, the loss of qi and blood was too great, and the body's own recovery power alone could not replenish qi and blood in a short period of time.

"It seems I need to go to Zhu Rong's Tomb and use the blood and energy inside to recover."

At the same time, when Hua Changxi looked inward at himself, his gaze swept over the nascent soul and he discovered that deep within the swirling black flames on the nascent soul's heart, some faint white sparks had appeared out of nowhere.

White stars dotted the sky, intertwining and swirling with black flames.

Hua Changxi's mind stirred slightly, and he vaguely understood something.

Within the Five Directions Formation, the human race and the Nine Netherworlds were engaged in a fierce battle, and her emotions were stirred by it.

She hesitated before stepping forward to protect the human cultivators, knowing that the human race had shown weakness.

She didn't want to reveal her identity!

In the end, camaraderie outweighed the weighing of pros and cons, and she took on the responsibility of commanding the Vermilion Bird Army.

"responsibility."

Hua Changxi's emotions were stirred by these two words.

With a thought, the black flames flickered, and white sparks appeared and disappeared.

"Is this the price of breaking through to a higher realm?"

Hua Changxi clearly sensed that as the number of white sparks increased, the invisible barrier that stood in front of the Lingtai Realm loosened once again.

She had an increasingly strong feeling that in order to open up her spiritual platform, she needed to ignite more white sparks and let them gather into a flame.

Hua Changxi's eyes flickered incessantly; each time more white sparks appeared, it was after she 'selflessly saved someone'.
Before this, she always thought that her inability to break through the realm was due to her state of mind; but now, she suddenly realized that perhaps the Vermilion Bird Divine Technique she was cultivating itself came with its own trials.

Whether one has a sense of responsibility to protect all living beings is the test of each breakthrough in the Vermilion Bird Divine Technique!
"Hey"

Hua Changxi finally understood why he had been unable to open his spiritual platform, but he felt very uncomfortable and even instinctively resisted it.

All the benefits that fate bestows are marked with extras.

That's absolutely true.

He was captured and sacrificed, but luckily he obtained the "Vermilion Bird Divine Technique" and was able to embark on the path of cultivation.

In retrospect, this good fortune came at a price.

After a long silence, Hua Changxi sighed, got up, and left the underground transmission platform.

"Om~"

Hua Changxi opened the constantly vibrating One Thought Communication and quickly glanced at the messages sent by the various hall masters, his brows furrowing.

"Sharing the Nine Netherworld Soul Realm"

Having just figured out the bottleneck to breaking through to the Spirit Platform Realm, she already felt restricted and pressured by her cultivation technique. Now, seeing various forces using the greater good of humanity to coerce her, she was filled with disgust and aversion.

Hua Changxi immediately suppressed her pain and didn't even bother to reply to a single message.

Regardless of her background or identity, in such a chaotic world, absolute strength is the foundation upon which she stands.

What meaning does any sense of righteousness or responsibility have if she doesn't exist?

So, she should take care of herself first.

Hua Changxi teleported directly to Zhu Rong's Tomb after leaving the Transmission Hall to recover her energy. She didn't want to concern herself with anything until she was fully recovered. (End of Chapter)