Perfect World: The Path of Pure Source

In the Burial Realm, at the Immortal Corpse Pit, a shocking event suddenly occurred.

Dark light shot into the sky, while celestial radiance also bloomed, intertwining together, as if the great conflict at the end of the ancient era had continued and erupted once again.

It was unclear how much time had passed before the area returned to tranquility, at which point the group of cultivators dared to approach.

"What exactly happened? Did Ba Wang and the Shi brothers fight underground?"

"Could it be that the immortal corpse is not dead and still has lingering attachments?" Many people were surprised and uncertain, and released their spiritual bodies to investigate, while leaving their real bodies behind, just in case.

Inside the stone chamber, however, everyone was safe and sound.

True dragon horns appeared in front of Yang Jian, and his primordial spirit was enveloped by the Dark Immortal Golden Cauldron; Shi Hao and the others beside him were also protected by the Great Luo Sword Embryo and were not affected by the sudden change in power.

Not far from them, the pottery jar shattered and turned to powder, from which black blood and bone flowed out. The previous torrent of black blood and earth-shattering roar had come from here.

Even now, there are still human-shaped outlines struggling within the blood and bones, constantly reaching out to grab the group, but they remain trapped in place.

"The obsession remains, and there is an aura of another realm." Yang Jian sensed this, and the divine fire behind his head surged. The immortal who was sitting cross-legged chanting scriptures opened his eyes, as if in response. Without even thinking, he knew that what was sealed by the immortal must be extraordinary, making one's heart tremble.

"An unimaginable creature, but it was ultimately sealed away and turned into black blood. The immortal corpse was probably left here to purify it." Shi Hao frowned, took a step forward, and then discovered a piece of blue forehead bone in the black blood.

Moreover, on that blue forehead bone, there was a golden leaf embedded, shining brightly, piercing through the forehead bone and nailing it to the center of the eyebrows.

"Willow God!" Yang Jian and Shi Hao exclaimed at the same time, recognizing the source. Upon closer inspection, they saw several small holes on the forehead bone, also left by leaves, indicating that it had been pierced. In the ashes, there was even a piece of willow branch, shimmering with golden luster!

The group was shocked. From this, they could guess some of the things that had happened in the past. A willow tree had defeated a supreme being and sealed it in a pottery jar. Later, a true immortal sat in a stone chamber and was responsible for guarding the pottery jar.

Shi Yi's eyes flickered, and he stepped forward. "It's a sealed creature. It even has bones left behind. I wonder how it compares to Ning Chuan's hand bones."

If it is truly a celestial forehead bone, then it is extremely precious, because it is the place where the primordial spirit is nurtured, and it possesses many mystical properties.

Clang! Suddenly, the blue forehead bone trembled, causing the void to distort and shake.

"The immortals will eventually reign supreme over the land, annihilating immortals and destroying the primordial ancient realm..."

A series of murmurs rose up, carrying with them the resentment and bitterness of the past.

This shocked the group. Time had passed, countless years had gone by, an entire era had been buried, yet this forehead bone could still move and still bear the mark. Could it come back to life?

Roar! In an instant, the forehead bone emitted a violent spiritual shock that affected everyone. Then, the black blood churned and extended outwards, actually imitating the figures of the people present, trying to transform into their appearance.

"Using the same old tricks is useless now." Yang Jian snorted coldly, his third eye suddenly opened and swept across the area. Time and space seemed to freeze for a moment, and a vast sea of ​​blood energy suddenly pressed out, fixing the figures in place. Then, strange phenomena from the nine heavens and ten earths descended, and all the laws of this place became disordered.

"Ah!" The chubby boy and the Taiyin Jade Rabbit exclaimed in surprise, their internal laws were affected and out of control. Shi Yi's expression also tightened. Then, Yang Jian raised his hand and grabbed, and the golden bow appeared. One after another, silver God-Slaying Stones flew out from his waist and shot out suddenly.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The immobilized outlines were pierced and exploded instantly, dissipating on the spot.

This action seemed to have angered the skull, which suddenly flew into the air and pressed down hard. Yang Jian was not afraid and directly grasped the broken horn of the true dragon. But at this moment, a strange pattern flew out from Shi Hao's body and merged with the golden leaves and branches, making it even more dazzling.

That was the mark left by the Willow God on Shi Hao. After merging with the golden branches and leaves, it hummed and roared, and the power of the rules manifested!

With a whoosh, the golden leaves lashed out, shattering the skull. A roar of resentment emanated from the skull, which then dissipated amidst rising wisps of green smoke.

In the end, only a handful of black ashes remained, all dangers and hidden dangers were resolved, and the power of darkness was completely purified.

Just as Yang Jian was about to turn around, the divine fire within his body flickered slightly, sweeping up the ashes and broken bones and sending them into the Ten Earths.

Within the strange phenomena of the ten lands, gray mist billowed, and in the center, a shape resembling a frontal bone suddenly appeared, surrounded by ashes and broken bones, making the dark aura of the ten lands even more intense. As the mist flowed, it vaguely took the shape of a box, which vanished in an instant.

Previously, the gray mist merely permeated the surface of the ten lands, much like the dark calamity brought by immortal energy. But now it's different; all the gray mist has deepened in color, some even turning black, and it all flows out from the forehead bone, revealing its source.

Moreover, Yang Jian could sense that this gray-black mist was cleansing the ten realms, transforming his physical body, and 'slowly' increasing his potential!

Yang Jian's heart stirred. He remembered that there was a type of creature in the alien realm called a super-evolver, but they were not as slow as he was. They were fundamentally different. This power was more like a residual characteristic after being purified by the Willow God. It was only because it was triggered by the immortal Dao trace in his divine fire that it produced unknown changes.

He suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "So, the more alien creatures I kill, the more power the Ten Lands absorb, the stronger their potential becomes, and the closer they get to becoming so-called 'super evolvers'?"

As Yang Jian pondered, the gray mist changed. It seemed that the memories left on his forehead had evolved into a magical technique. A Yang Jian composed of black mist was taking a step, his body surrounded by a sea of ​​purplish-black blood energy, like a demon lord or an evil emperor. With each step, he was like an immortal surveying the heavens, suppressing all things and the great rules of other worlds, terrifying beyond measure.

Heaven and earth trembled because of him, bowing down and worshipping him under that terrifying black mist!

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing Yang Jian standing there in a daze, Shi Yi stepped forward to remind him, thinking that he was still affected by the previous shock to his primordial spirit. Yang Jian shook his head and said, "Do you remember that Ning Chuan once obtained a True Immortal's hand bone here?"

Shi Hao nodded thoughtfully. "I remember, Shi Yi and I saw his other spiritual body and unleashed the power of that part of his hand bone."

"There are marks here. When we came in, we all saw scenes from the past. Back then, a hand slammed down and strangled the guardian of this place, then it was severed and fell down to be buried with it. Looking at this immortal corpse, the hand bones are intact. I suspect that what Ning Chuan obtained was not the hand bone of a true immortal, but the hand of the enemy of the immortals in the past!"

Yang Jian revealed his guess: because Ning Chuan's blood is dark, it is naturally rejected by true immortals, and the only thing that can be successfully fused with it is probably the immortal bone! His ancestors were originally dark beings.

Moreover, and most importantly, in the scene we saw earlier, the giant hand that killed the True Immortal here was also inexplicably severed by some rule and smashed deep into the soil! That is most likely the hand bone that Ning Chuan obtained.

"That's possible. If so, it would explain why he went to such lengths to call us the Sinful Blood and wanted to suppress us. He was clearly trying to cover it up." Shi Yi sneered, expressing his dissatisfaction with the major sects that were suppressing the Sinful State.

Yang Jian remained silent, silently comprehending the changes within himself. He discovered that since absorbing the remnants of the pottery jar, the previously somewhat obscure Fallen God Seal had been successfully cultivated naturally!

Originally, this technique was left behind by an immortal being who was an enemy of the immortals. Now, by a twist of fate, he has successfully mastered an immortal magic technique.

The group did not rush to leave. They took advantage of the previous incident to deter outside creatures and continued to cultivate here, absorbing more immortal energy.

Yang Jian himself didn't really need it, but his follower, the Ancient Saint, could use it. He himself activated the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Scripture to release the battle spirits of the Dark God and Lone Sword Cloud.

These two had already cultivated immortal energy. Although it was absorbed by Yang Jian, the primordial energy imprint in their primordial spirits and battle souls was still there. Perhaps they could use the immortal corpse in front of them to cultivate it back!

"Brother Yang, you're being too ruthless! Others can't cultivate immortal energy in their entire lives, but you're going to create one for your own battle spirit. You're going to infuriate people!" Cao Yusheng grimaced, looking somewhat strained.

"This is the minimum standard for my battle spirit. It must at least have immortal energy. Quality is more important than quantity. Three thousand grass-root gods are enough." Yang Jian was calm, but his words made everyone choke.

Three thousand?

Is an ethereal aura the bare minimum?

If this got out, it would be terrifying!

In this silent atmosphere, a month passed in the blink of an eye.

During this time, outsiders kept trying to inquire and enter, but they were all driven away. There were also ancient monsters who tried to force their way in, but they were shot dead by Yang Jian's golden bow and silver bullets. After that, no one dared to make any rash moves.

During the process, the old god of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan also arrived. He stated that the negotiations among the four clans had ended and that he had come to protect Yang Jian. The gods of the other three clans would also arrive soon. He left first to prevent anyone from bullying the weak.

Then he concealed his aura and disappeared into the void behind Yang Jian.

A month later, the battle spirits of the Dark God Child and Lone Sword Cloud had almost materialized, and a faint aura of immortality appeared around them. Although not as strong as in life, the improvement was still terrifying.

This is also the strength of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Scripture. As long as there are enough resources and opportunities, one can continuously cultivate battle spirits to grow stronger together. One can even undergo tribulations and break through realms like those self-cultivating heroic spirits and battle spirits. However, these tribulations will be superimposed on the host. The number of battle spirits will increase the power and difficulty of the tribulations by many times.

A faint mist of immortal energy appeared around the Ancient Saint, indicating that he had reached the threshold of immortal energy and was only one more seclusion away from cultivating immortal energy on his own; Shi Hao and the other three also made some progress.

In the end, Shi Hao's spirit went out and returned to the Spirit Sacrifice Realm to find the Willow God. With the help of the Willow God, the immortal corpse was moved out. Of course, this was because the Willow God protected it, the immortal corpse had exhausted its power and had no killing intent, and they both had immortal energy resonance and were carrying rare treasures. Otherwise, they would have been shocked to death long ago! There was absolutely no possibility of moving it.

"My God, is that a celestial body?!" When they saw them emerge from the stone chamber, many people trembled with excitement, wishing they could pounce on them and claim the body!

"How can you enjoy the immortal corpse all to yourself!" "There are so many of us here, are we just going to stand by and watch them take the immortal corpse away?"

"This place is full of ancient freaks and kings, are they all cowards?!" "No matter how strong they are, they're just divine fire; a god could easily suppress them all!"

In just one month, the number of people who came to this place was terrifying, reaching as many as 100,000. Now, a huge crowd of them has gathered around, creating quite a spectacle.

The first generation was full of freaks, and kings were all around.

Even with the encouragement of certain individuals, the aura of a celestial being truly appeared in the distant sky, approaching, eager to claim a share of the spoils!