Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Commanding them is quite convenient and direct, with each individual cooperating perfectly. Moreover, each of them has death energy within them, so even Foundation Establishment cultivators might lose their combat power if they are slightly negligent during a battle due to the influence of death energy.

Xi Heng even felt that if he poured a large amount of death energy into a certain individual, he could greatly enhance its combat power.

"If only I could preserve this brief acquisition of the power of the Lord of the Dead and this wasteland of corpses..."

She thought for a moment, then suddenly turned to the somewhat nervous blonde girl beside her and asked:

"By the way, is this space inside the Pure Fire?"

After hearing this, Yin Wanluan's soul took a few seconds to come to its senses.

She looked at Xi Heng, whose physical appearance was becoming increasingly bizarre, pursed her lips, and still chose to believe that her will could hold on, nodding as she said:

"The Purifying Fire itself is also a powerful spatial treasure... All the Phoenix Scroll characters in the Fire Prison were discovered by generations of array masters from the Purifying Fire."

“Phoenix script.” Xi Heng murmured these four characters, then asked curiously, “The source of the Fire Prison Phoenix script is the Pure Fire. Is the Pure Fire related to the phoenix?”

"I don't know. There are only a few ancient rumors in the books that have made some related inferences, but they cannot be proven," the other party replied simply.

So the white-haired girl changed the subject again: "To return to the point, if I could refine the Pure Fire... could I control this dead space and the death energy within it?"

"How do you refine it?" Yin Wanluan didn't seem to think it was possible to do such a thing.

"Using the method of fake pills?" Xi Heng held up a finger.

The other party shook his head: "You should be able to see now that the level of the Pure Fire is far beyond that of the Golden Core. The method of creating a fake core probably only takes a small part of the Pure Fire to form a core. If you want to completely refine it, you probably need a higher level."

"That's true."

Xi Heng looked around and saw that the sheer scale of this desolate wasteland of corpses and the endless death aura far surpassed the Golden Core realm.

In addition, there's the pure fire essence, which is enough to neutralize a large amount of death energy, and an even more powerful and intense resentment...

Although the initial rank of the Pure Fire is unknown, its current rank is probably comparable to that of a Dao artifact at the Nascent Soul stage... or even higher.

"Then, can I do it by using the fake pill method a few more times?" Xi Heng asked directly about this plan, which he himself did not think would work.

Then, she saw Yin Wanluan glance at her with a strange look in his eyes.

His eyes seemed to say—so being enveloped in death energy can also affect a person's mind and intellect.

"How could you possibly use the method of creating fake pills multiple times? Do you mean that after you've created one, you'd scoop the fake pill out of your dantian and create another one?"

The other party clicked their tongue.

The white-haired girl blinked:

"That doesn't seem like a bad idea. If we can fuse all the fake pills we've refined into one... then we can consider it as successfully refining the entire Pure Fire, right?"

After saying that, she suddenly realized and said:

"Could this be the principle behind the legendary Nine Revolutions of the Golden Elixir?"

Yin Wanluan was speechless for a moment.

She instinctively wanted to sigh and rub her forehead, but the spirit's hand passed right through her forehead.

"The Nine-Turn Golden Elixir is formed through numerous trials and tribulations; it wouldn't be as crude and straightforward as you describe." Yin Wanluan shook her head, then, as if understanding why Xi Heng had said these things, continued softly:

"You are facing certain death, yet you remain lighthearted and cheerful, even finding amusement and jokes in it... It is truly admirable."

"It's nothing," the girl said casually.

"It is truly a pity to perish here today." She looked up at the gray sky, her voice growing softer:

"If only we could stay together forever, share freedom, travel by boat to distant lands, and journey together on a path to immortality... how wonderful that would be."

The girl listened quietly.

After a few seconds, she replied, "There will be an opportunity."

"No need for comfort; no one knows the current situation better than me," Yin Wanluan simply said.

"This is the result I have achieved with all my might, and it was necessary to accomplish it... Though I die, the world will be free."

"Freedom..." the girl repeated.

The other party seems to admire those two words quite a bit.

The blonde woman looked over, then, after observing Xi Heng's profile, spoke gently:

If we meet again in the next life, I hope we can still share a boat ride and sleep together.

"Then, don't go against my wishes and force yourself to the point of exhaustion," Xi Heng reminded him.

"never."

Yin Wanluan smiled, forcing her gaze to shift away from the other person and return to the important matter at hand.

Numerous remains and fragments have crawled out of the pit, which is now several meters deep. Wisps of white light can be faintly seen emerging from the gaps between the countless corpses at the bottom.

When only a few meters remained above the corpse, the cluster of light spontaneously flew upwards, pointing in Yin Wanluan's direction.

Xi Heng flicked his fingertips, manipulating the corpses to retreat.

A white light floated up, and its specific form appeared in the eyes of the two people.

She sensed its outline with death energy and thought it was a slender branch.

Only when I saw it with my own eyes did I realize that it looked more like a white peacock tail feather.

The white feathers at the tail tip are adorned with a shimmering light, shaped like eyes, similar to the halo at the tip of a peacock's tail, yet slightly different.

"Feathers?" Xi Heng tapped his cheek with his gray fingertip.

"It seems your guess was correct; the Pure Fire is indeed related to Bai Feng..." Yin Wanluan said calmly.

Now, such secrets are no longer important to her.

Because the things we need to do will not change as a result.

"What is Bai Feng?" Xi Heng had little knowledge of mythical beasts and monsters.

The blonde girl reached out and drew down a white phoenix feather, saying at the same time:

"Legend has it that the ancestor of all birds in the world is the three-legged golden crow, which was born at the beginning of chaos. The golden crow gave birth to a nine-headed phoenix, which had five tails and split into five phoenixes. One of the phoenixes was named Suhu, with mostly white feathers. Over countless years, it evolved into the white phoenix clan."

Xi Heng watched as the other person picked up the white feather, and was slightly dazed.

If this legend is true, then even a single feather from Bai Feng, a descendant, could transform into the Pure Fire, a supreme treasure that has sustained the existence of cultivators in a region for thousands of years...

Then how strong is Su Hu, who is even higher up? And what realm is Jiu Feng at? And what about Jin Wu...?

"The world is so big," she murmured to herself.

"It's just a legend; whether it's true or not is uncertain." After saying this, Yin Wanluan truly grasped the white phoenix feather in her fingertips.

She looked again at the hilltop where the white light still lingered, then turned and walked back to where she had been.

"Is it time..." Xi Heng thought to himself as he followed.

Suddenly, she sensed through the deathly aura that another figure had appeared in this deathly realm.

She turned around and looked back in the direction she had come from.

It seems that someone else has entered the Pure Fire and been teleported here.

Xi Heng originally wanted to tell Yin Wanluan, but when he saw the person coming from the other side transform into a purple spiritual light and quickly approach, he knew who it was.

Yin Wanluan also stopped and looked over.

The purple light arrived swiftly within minutes, and as the light faded, a figure appeared—it was the Holy Maiden of the Netherworld Sect.

Before the ripples of her black robes had subsided, Yin Wanluan's calm voice rang out first:

"Are you ready?"

"I've been waiting for a long time." The clone replied simply, pulling back the hood to reveal light golden hair and a more mature appearance, while also untying the sash at the chest of the black robe.

"Thank you." Yin Wanluan nodded gently, reaching his left hand towards the woman in black robes' chest.

A faint light flickered, and the entire soul form vanished.

Only one physical figure remained, appearing before Xi Heng.

She took off her black robe and threw it aside. When she looked back, her eyes had become more radiant.

Clearly, this body has now been taken over by Yin Wanluan's original soul.

"...Where is she?" the girl asked instinctively.

Yin Wanluan, holding the white phoenix feather, simply said:

Before answering, I want to know which one you prefer? Me, or that divine consciousness clone.

"It's all because of you."

"That's true, isn't it all me?"

The other party didn't ask any more questions, but simply reached his left hand to his chest and took out a glass bead that looked like it was burning with flames inside.

"Her wisp of consciousness remains here, and perhaps it can awaken again someday in the future... Of course, it is more likely to be washed away by time."

Xi Heng recognized the object—it was the fire-preserving bead that she had personally placed in the chest of the other person's avatar.

Looking at it now, it reminds me of the fire egg left behind after the death of Yi Fei, the female swordswoman who fought against her.

With a single toss of his hand, Yin Wanluan sent over the divine consciousness of this clone.

The girl quietly accepted it, holding it in her palm, a few thoughts surfacing in her mind.

……

During their brief conversation, the two had already reached the top of the hill.

Yin Wanluan silently stepped into the white light, her right hand holding the white phoenix feather, which she extended forward to touch the ball of pure fire inside.

As soon as they got close, a white light suddenly burst forth, completely enveloping their vision.

Then, Xi Heng heard a soft sound fall into his ear.

"Thank you for coming this far with me."

The most touching moments are always the voices at the moment of parting.

"Unfortunately, this is the end, and we can't go any further."

"However, it is said that those who die together can meet again in the next life... I hope so, and see you in the next life."

At this point, Xi Heng could no longer see her figure or sense her presence; only her voice remained in his ears.

She asked:

"If I were to achieve a pseudo-core and return to this place, could I save you?"

"A fake elixir is enough to easily defeat a vengeful beast, but what you and I must face is endless death energy and the great resentment of this world," the voice said.

"Even now, the great resentment is still deeply rooted in the world. I only took away the death energy and some of the most intense resentment... Some of it still remains in the world, but it is not enough to destroy the world, so it is already harmless."

"Only by completely refining the Pure Fire, mastering its resentment and death energy, and becoming the true master of the Pure Fire, can one succeed." Yin Wanluan's voice gradually faded.

“I understand,” Xi Heng simply read out.

Outside, the earth shook violently.

Not only the Pure Fire City itself, but also the entire Fire Hell and a large area outside of it, were suddenly struck by violent earthquakes.

Many cultivators flew high to take refuge, and looking down, they saw the earth collapsing, with huge cracks appearing amidst the roar and creaking.

Beneath the fiery inferno, a colossal flying ship, large enough to support half of the Pure Fire Capital, is slowly breaking through the earth.

The ground collapsed, the flying boat appeared, and at the same time, the entire Fire Prison Spirit Locking Array suddenly shattered.

The eight Pure Fire Splits, which served as the core of the formation, rapidly approached and merged with the main body into one.

The flying boat had its bow raised high, and the hull was decorated with blue dragon patterns. The three characters "Tianyuan Sect" were engraved on the hull in blue jade.

It broke through the earth's surface and took over the increasingly massive pure fire.

The purifying fire connected with the flying boat's magic array, infusing it with spiritual energy, causing the colossal object to float high into the sky.

They gradually moved away from the sight of thousands of monks.

……

Volume 1: Chapter 246, Time Repeats Itself

Pure Fire Original Capital.