"On the once Sword Burial Ancestor Star, even a pig could have risen with the resources I possessed and wouldn’t necessarily be worse than ."
"Now, having embarked on the right path, yet facing this demonized Xuanyuan Sword Fragnt, I find myself powerless. I can only overco the fragnt by destroying myself with the Purple Fla Burning Divine Power, which speaks to my incompetence."
"Could it be that, in the end, I, Zhou Yan, am just a person incapable?"
"True geniuses, like Pan Honghuang and Hou Chen, are the real heroes."
"Perhaps, after all, I overestimated myself, taking myself too seriously."
As Zhou Yan faced near death, these thoughts suddenly ca to him.
At that mont, he even began to doubt himself, questioning whether he was truly a genius.
This is the confusion before death, because when Divine Power is excessively drained, ultimately, this situation arises.
Corpse-like beings, Zhou Yan had seen many, and in the end, he himself beca one, a desiccated corpse with a wisp of Divine Soul remaining, not completely dead yet.
But it seed that it was close.
"In this life, having lived with the hopes of Three-Life Soul Nourishnt, to co to doubt oneself at this ti is truly pitiful. But ultimately, everything can be let go; life is not as enduring as long; death is nothing but void."
Zhou Yan murmured to himself. With the last of his Divine Soul’s strength, he derived a ripple like a mirrored surface, then turned his attention to himself.
In the mirror, Zhou Yan looked like any other desiccated corpse he had seen: body charred black, skin taut over bones, body shriveled, like a corpse dried for thousands of years.
At this mont, Zhou Yan even wondered if all cultivators, once their Divine Power and Divine Soul’s strength were completely burned out, would beco such desiccated corpses.
Perhaps it truly was so.
Perhaps that’s how corpses ca to be.
Zhou Yan examined himself and suddenly noticed a still faint purple glow at the brow of the corpse. Bloody light shimred within the glow.
"Purple Fla Void."
Zhou Yan trembled, his heart shocked.
Almost instinctively, his Divine Soul, in its extrely weak state, suddenly entered the Purple Fla Void within his brow.
"Boom——"
At that mont, the Purple Fla Void revealed itself, and Zhou Yan was incredulous, unable to believe what he saw.
The entire Purple Fla Void was like an overflowing ocean, completely filled with Divine Power.
The Divine Power had ford a vast ocean, even subrging the entire Purple Fla Void.
Within the void, purple flas burned, and at the center of the ocean, like an ultimate Divine Lotus in bloom, it stood solitary and unmatched, truly awe-inspiring.
Upon entering, Zhou Yan’s Divine Soul was imdiately enveloped by the boundless Divine Power, and his soul began to elevate intensely.
The intense elevation of his Divine Soul led to a violent transformation, and after reaching its extre, the Divine Soul ford a cocoon, then dramatically changed and erged from it.
The Divine Soul transford into what seed like a tangible human skin.
Zhou Yan felt the majestic power within the soul skin, utterly astonished.
At this mont, through the Divine Soul, the Divine Power overflowed, directly flowing into his body.
In that instant, Zhou Yan felt the world co alive with colorful clouds and auspicious signs.
The dead Xingyi Battle Body revived layer by layer, dancing around Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan’s Divine Soul exited the Purple Fla Void, the boundless Divine Power revived the withered Twelve Form Intent Soul Body.
In that mont, Zhou Yan’s physical body beca suprely robust, appearing younger, his appearance more innocent, like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, his looks eternally fixed at that level.
At this age, it’s when Life Energy, Divine Power, and willpower are at their strongest burst.
Moreover, Zhou Yan felt his Realm beginning to transform autonomously, the Saint Realm instantly breaking through, leaping straight into the God Realm.
The Divine Realm Nine-Transition Realm also continued to transform step by step.
In just monts, Zhou Yan’s Realm reached the pinnacle of the Divine Spirit Third Transition Realm, but it wasn’t over.
Zhou Yan summoned forth the soul skin, the scene sohow vaguely familiar, but he didn’t hesitate, imdiately refining the soul skin, allowing it to rge into his flesh.
This transformation made body and Divine Soul more united, while the Divine Power poured down, the Realm drastically transforming again.
At that mont, Zhou Yan directly achieved the Divine Spirit Nine Transitions Realm.
After reaching the Divine Spirit Nine Transitions Realm, Zhou Yan couldn’t open the path of Emperor Blood Transformation; at this point, he’d reached an extre, but Emperor Blood seed locked away, unmovable.
Perhaps only upon reaching the Sword Venerate Nine Heavens Realm could the path of Emperor Blood Transformation be unlocked.
This scene occurred in just monts.
It felt like an unreal dream.
From despair, to doubting himself, even nearly forsaking himself; then to sudden salvation, and a breakthrough, was surreal.
Yet what seed coincidental was indeed inevitable.
Purple Fla, Purple Fla Void, and even the Xuanyuan Sword Fragnt, all represent a kind of opportunity.
If one can subdue the Xuanyuan Sword Fragnt, the divine power within the Xuanyuan Sword Fragnt can naturally be used by Zhou Yan.
But if one cannot subdue the Xuanyuan Sword Fragnt and can only be enslaved by it, that fate would be more tragic than death.
Zhou Yan cald down, gazing at the Xuanyuan Sword that had unknowingly been quietly hovering beside him, feeling a myriad of emotions.
The Xuanyuan Sword had already devoured that Xuanyuan Sword Fragnt, so the subsequent changes in the physical body might also be related to the Xuanyuan Sword, and not just the transformation of the Purple Fla Void.
The Xuanyuan Sword beca even more powerful, even acquiring a unique aura of demonic nature, but this is not demonization; rather, it inherently possesses the ability to resist demonic energies.
anwhile, Zhou Yan’s realm reached the Realm of Divine Spirit Nine Revolutions, and his combat power has already surpassed himself on the Ancient Warship.
In this lifeti, on the correct path, even though the Emperor Blood has not yet begun its transformation, his combat power has already far exceeded his past self on the Ancient Warship.
Seeing that forr self again, Zhou Yan could slay his past self with just a glance.
Because this is no longer a gap in combat power levels, but a gap in majestic willpower, a fundantal disparity in divine power.
This gap, when you’re unaware of it, you remain oblivious; but once you know, you deeply understand just how vast this gap is.
It’s like the difference between a Venerable and an Immortal. Without becoming immortal, one cannot fathom where the gap lies.
"I originally thought I was strong back then, but now those weaknesses appear pitifully small. The transformations alone have already surpassed the past. But now, my combat power at best matches Pan Honghuang and others. My forr self was indeed no match for them. The reason so among them are not as strong as is not due to their weakness, but rather... they have yet to grow."
"For such talented figures, one mont of growth may be similar to mine, with realms consistently surpassing endless distances, and combat power advancing trendously. Opportunities, comprehension, and the growth of abilities are so powerful and extraordinary."
"Without experiencing such transformation, one cannot understand the true pace of a genius’s growth."
Zhou Yan sighed internally and then couldn’t help but lant.
He only understood after experiencing this personally, how an exceptional figure’s opportunities far exceed his imagination.
Becoming a god in one step is truly no big deal.
Zhou Yan exhaled a breath of turbid air, then glanced at the already ruined Sacrificial Heaven Ancient City with a slight bitter smile on his face.
Even though there were so secrets hidden here, now completely incinerated by the Purple Fla, there are no more anomalies to be found.
The place has beco a ruin, with the space shattered, perforated, burned into a void of turbulent currents.
At the mont of Purple Fla’s incineration, the changes were so terrifying that Zhou Yan barely rembers them, but the destructive power of Purple Fla is indeed incredibly fearso.
Zhou Yan looked around, sighed, and then left this realm.
The next mont, he appeared at the edge of a desolate mountain within the Ancient Tomb Mountain.
From the desolate mountain, one can gaze far into the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb.
And Zhou Yan has already prepared for the last two fragnts of the Xuanyuan Sword.
According to Pan Honghuang, there’s one fragnt in the Sacrificial Heaven Ancient City, a fragnt on the Life Necklace of the Life Goddess Yamina, and one on the Netherworld Heavenly Road.
In the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb, one can step into the Netherworld Heavenly Road.
And from this place, through spatial nodes or by crossing a river as peculiar as the Black Water River, one can enter the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb.
Zhou Yan was sowhat fixated on the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb. He knew it is a very unique place. Once, he saw there an Emperor Burial Crystal Coffin with a corpse inside.
Now, he wants to see whose corpse it really is.
And it’s not just Zhou Yan who wants to know; he also vaguely senses that within the wild tombs of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb, sothing unknown seems to be calling him.
"That solitary grave once buried myself. Now, if I go there to take a look, I’ll know truly who is buried there."
"If it’s , then what version of myself is it?"
"If it’s not , then who is there being buried in my na?"
"Then who buried here?"
Zhou Yan pondered over this scene in his heart.
He gathered the power of his Void Sword Body, sensing the spatial nodes, but discovered that unique river, like a river of ti, fractured the void, sealed the space, making it impossible for the Ancient Tomb Mountain and Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb to connect easily.
"This Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb, wanting to enter it, even from other hidden places outside, is quite difficult, yet crossing the river seems more reasonable."
Zhou Yan mulled over this for a mont, and his expression grew solemn.
With his current ability, he felt apprehension towards the distant Black Water River, indicating that this Ancient Tomb Mountain is indeed not a simple place.
Zhou Yan used space power to reach the banks of the massive Black Water River, standing alongside the river.
At this mont, Zhou Yan saw an ancient Withered Bone Warship silently approaching from afar.
The entire enormous ship was crafted from decayed bones, and the hull was encrusted with skulls of cultivators who died with expressions of terror.
The whole ancient warship was pure black, like an ancient Black Mountain within the darkness.
Black Water, Black Water.
Black heavens and earth.
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