Even though only a remnant of their Divine Souls remained, their originally shattered Divine Souls naturally and completely gathered together when Lin Xuankong activated the Great Reincarnation Technique, reincarnating them into the bodies of Demon Foxes.
Lin Xuankong himself had never seen Wang Qizhen of the Yang Immortal Sect. Furthermore, these Resentful Souls were indeed identical, all appearing as black clouds of dark smoke. Consequently, even relying on his Nine Gates Celestial Eye, Lin Xuankong could not distinguish which one among them was Wang Qizhen, the Sect Founder of the Yang Immortal Sect.
Helplessly, Lin Xuankong had no choice but to transfer those millions of Resentful Souls one by one into the bodies of millions of Demon Foxes. This task, involving so many Resentful Souls, took him several full Hours to complete, even with the imnse power of his Great Reincarnation Technique.
Once reincarnated, those millions of Resentful Souls imdiately regained the mories of their past lives. Most of the Cultivators and Earth Immortals instantly began to let out continuous fox cries of excitent.
After all, with their Divine Souls fully restored, they clearly rembered everything. They recalled how they were slaughtered by Jiang Huanglong, the Immortal Sect Leader of the Spirit Cauldron Immortal Sect, and how he had tortured them with the Nine Resentnts Rakshasa Bone until only a wisp of their souls remained.
If Lin Xuankong had not killed Jiang Huanglong and reincarnated them all, who knew how long they would have remained as souls of pure resentnt? Perhaps for thousands, or tens of thousands of years, or even an eternity of tornt. Moreover, because they lacked a part of their Divine Souls, they could not even have entered the cycle of reincarnation.
Now, saved by Lin Xuankong, they were overjoyed and excited, even though they had not regained human bodies but were instead reincarnated as Demon Foxes.
This was because the bodies and Talents of Demons were also incredibly powerful. In the sa Realm, it was rare for human Cultivators to defeat Demons of the sa Tier. Indeed, once they beca Four Eyes, Five Eyes, Six Eyes, or Seven Eyes Demons, dealing with Transcendence Realm Cultivators at the fourth, fifth, sixth, or seventh layers was incredibly easy!
The reincarnation of these millions of Resentful Souls did not disappoint Lin Xuankong. Among them, he indeed found Wang Qizhen, the Sect Founder of the Yang Immortal Sect!
Having been saved, reincarnated, resurrected, and granted a body no weaker than that of human Cultivators of the sa Tier, Wang Qizhen was shocked and imnsely grateful. Naturally, he answered all of Lin Xuankong’s questions without reservation.
According to Wang Qizhen, back then, he and dozens of other Tier Nine Cultivators, all of whom had been eliminated from the Spiritual Crane Immortal Sect’s martial arts recruitnt tournant, ford a team. Their intention was to explore Boundaryless Mountain, hoping to hunt so Demon Flesh or find rare treasures and herbs unique to the region. Unfortunately, after delving tens of thousands of miles into Boundaryless Mountain, their team was attacked by more than a dozen Demons resembling large turtles.
These large turtle-like Demons had terrifying defenses and imnse Power. Even though they were only fifth or sixth Layer Demons, they possessed defenses and terrifying strength approaching that of an Earth Immortal’s Immortal Body. In the re span of half an incense stick burning, half of Wang Qizhen’s team of more than sixty Tier Nine Cultivators were killed and devoured.
In a panic, Wang Qizhen and the remaining thirty-plus Tier Nine Cultivators fled desperately in all directions. Amid his haphazard escape, Wang Qizhen rushed into a mountain range shrouded in Blood-colored Mist.
The Blood-colored Mist in that mountain range was extrely strange. It not only blocked sight but also prevented sound and Immortal Yuan Fluctuations from passing through. Once inside, Wang Qizhen felt as if he were both blind and deaf. Fortunately, those large turtle Demons did not follow him into the Blood-colored Mist, allowing him to survive.
The area covered by the Blood-colored Mist was vast. Oddly, no Demons or any other living creatures survived within it; Wang Qizhen could not even find a blade of grass or a tree. It was as if all sources of sustenance were cut off. However, fearing that the strange, large turtles would be ’lying in wait’ to kill him if he left the Blood-colored Mist, Wang Qizhen had no choice but to remain hidden inside.
Several days later, Wang Qizhen discovered a terrifying fact: he was lost. He was unable to hear any sounds or sense any fluctuations, and his sight was limited to the barren, rocky ground beneath his feet. Thus, Wang Qizhen could only wander aimlessly within the mist.
Fortunately, as a talented Cultivator, Wang Qizhen had been well-prepared when he left his native East Ming Dynasty. He had brought not only multiple Ghost Frog Pouches but also ample supplies of Demon Flesh.
Relying on these supplies, Wang Qizhen wandered the vast expanse of the Blood-colored Mist for nearly three years.
For three full years, despite his efforts to conserve them, the Demon Flesh stored in his Ghost Frog Pouch was eventually depleted. After all, before entering this Blood-colored Mist area, he, a Tier Nine Cultivator, had never imagined he would one day worry about food...
Fortunately, a Tier Nine Cultivator’s physical endurance, though far inferior to that of an Earth Immortal, still provided significant survival capability. Even after his food supplies were exhausted, Wang Qizhen managed to survive in that desolate, mist-covered area for nearly six more months.
Luckily, just when his True Qi was entirely depleted and he believed he would die in the Blood-colored Mist, he suddenly sensed a peculiar fluctuation ahead while wandering aimlessly. It was an extrely gnarled and towering Celestial Demon Blood Fruit Tree, upon which a full seventy-two Celestial Demon Blood Fruits were growing!
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