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Looking at the Startling Sword Qi, he sensed the breath of death at that moment and immediately surged forward, allowing the terrifying energy of Nedan to churn within him. Vital Energy gushed out wildly, and with a Rumbling sound, a massive Palm Seal measuring a hundred feet in size was slammed down towards Wang Yi, like a great mountain, exuding an overwhelming aura.
"Crack!"
The terrifying power of the Slaughter Sword Technique was unmistakable at this moment, as if thousands of lightning bolts tore through the sky and struck down on Ghostly Daoist's Palm Seal.
"Crackle!"
The Slaughtering Sword Qi struck the Palm Seal like a blood-colored lightning bolt, and the instant the two terrifying energies collided, a horrifying energy explosion erupted.
"Rumbling!"
The air was filled with Scorching Thunder, terrifying as if it were the end of the world.
"Son, even if I have to expend my last breath, I will slay you."
Ghostly Daoist's face twisted in rage, his gaze cold as an abyss. Large amounts of black mist emanated from him, surging into the Palm Seal. A terrifying energy storm immediately formed, sweeping across the ground and changing the weather.
"Rumbling!"
The Giant Palm Print, empowered by Ghostly Daoist's immense energy, became imposing and unstoppable. With a crack, the Slaughtering Sword Qi shattered into pieces. Wang Yi felt as if struck by lightning, spitting out a mouthful of blood and flying backward, his face pale as he said, "Fire Spirit, I did my best."
"Just hand your body over to me," said Fire Spirit.
Upon hearing this, Wang Yi relaxed his body.
At that moment.
"Poof."
Refined Nirvana originally required a large amount of Primordial Energy for suppression and refinement, but Ghostly Daoist used a significant portion of Primordial Energy to fend off Wang Yi, resulting in the destructive power of Nedan sharply increasing. His internal organs were severely damaged, and he spewed mouthfuls of fresh blood, his body falling to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
At this moment, Fire Spirit had already taken control of Wang Yi's body, approaching him step by step while holding the Sword of Slaughter.
"Since that's the case, I will perish together with you today," Ghostly Daoist thought as he saw the undisguised killing intent in Wang Yi's eyes. A chill ran through him, and he regretted it deeply. With a determined heart, he directly abandoned control over Nedan, allowing it to destroy his own body. A torrent of Primordial Energy, like mighty rivers, surged from within him, creating endless waves of energy that churned violently beneath this terrifying force, akin to a volcano on the verge of eruption.
"Rumbling."
The sound of thunder echoed within Ghostly Daoist, rumbling ominously.
"Thunderous Technique."
With a roar, Ghostly Daoist unleashed an explosion of power around him as if thousands of thunderbolts had descended. Boom! Boom! Boom! The sounds of explosions rang out incessantly, overwhelming to the ears.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Countless bolts of thunderous power materialized from the air, as if the ground itself was about to be annihilated.
"Boom!"
Wang Yi stood firm on the ground, his clothes billowing without wind, fluttering and crackling. An ancient and vast power emanated from him; it was primal energy with immense pressure, as if a deity had descended. He slowly waved his hand, and an ancient force swept forth like a gentle breeze across the land.
"What... what kind of power is this?" A look of shock finally appeared on Ghostly Daoist's face. Seeing Wang Yi amidst the wind, he suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of reverence, as if he were a god who could not be resisted in any way.
"Bang!"
The invisible ancient power crashed against the thousands of thunderbolts.
In that moment, the terrifying thunderous force dissipated into nothingness.
"Tell me, what kind of power is this?"
At this moment, the Ghostly Daoist had completely given up resistance. In the face of this ancient power, he realized how insignificant he was, unable to muster even a trace of the will to fight back.
"!"
The formless ancient power, carrying the force of destruction, engulfed the Ghostly Daoist, leaving not even a single bone behind.
A golden Nedan floated in the air.
"Gulp."
Wang Yi grabbed the Nedan and swallowed it whole, his expression unchanged as he sat quietly on the ground, focusing on his Dantian.
"Hurry and refine it," Fire Spirit urged anxiously.
Before the words were out, Wang Yi immediately regained control over his body. Following this advice, he began to gather Primordial Energy within himself, wrapping it around the Nedan and starting the refining process.
"Vroom."
A golden radiance emanated from Wang Yi's Dantian—Nirvana Power.
From a distance, he appeared like a Buddha, enveloped in golden light, exuding an aura that was not to be trifled with.
The Nedan not only contained the terrifying power of a Gaze of Insight expert but also held the insights that the Gaze of Insight expert had regarding breaking through the Void-Viewing Three Realms.
These insights were the essence of the Nedan and were what the Ghostly Daoist valued. If one merely obtained the power of a Void-Viewing Three Realms expert without grasping their insights, then the refiner would at most become a low-tier Void-Viewing Three Realms expert.
The Nedan was tightly wrapped by all of Wang Yi's Primordial Energy as he refined and comprehended it.
The so-called "Gaze of Insight" allows one to peer into life and death, and through this understanding, one can become a powerful figure in the "Void-Viewing Three Realms." This understanding is an insight into life and death.
As time slowly passes, the "Nedan" gradually transforms under Wang Yi's refinement.
The insights regarding the breakthrough from the "Transformation Realm" to the "Gaze of the Abyss" subtly merge into Wang Yi's "Sea of Consciousness."
"Buzz."
At the moment the "Nedan" disappears, Wang Yi feels his "Dantian" swell, and he immediately senses a vast aura emanating from his body.
"Transformation Realm."
Wang Yi slowly opens his eyes, feeling the immense power coursing through him, a hint of joy appearing on his face.
"Fire Spirit, I owe you a lot this time," Wang Yi says.
"Quick, let's see if that Coffin still contains the body of a strong figure from the Void-Viewing Three Realms," the Fire Spirit replies with some excitement.
Wang Yi stands up, reaches out to take the Ghostly Daoist's Storage Ring into his hand, and then rises into the air, arriving in front of the Coffin. He sees a corpse lying quietly inside. The person is dressed in a purple-golden robe, appears to be around forty years old, has an ordinary face, yet exudes an aura that only a strong person possesses—an aura that is unclear and indescribable.
"What do you think?" Wang Yi asks.
"Sigh..." The Fire Spirit lets out a long sigh and says, "This is just the body of a Gaze of the Abyss warrior; it cannot contain me!"
"Don't be discouraged. I will definitely help you find a Profound Realm Warrior's body," Wang Yi responds, not knowing what else to say but to offer comfort.
"Forget it. Although I have gained nothing, you have broken through to the Transformation Realm and obtained insights from a Glimpse of the Nirvana Realm Expert regarding the Gaze of the Abyss. I believe your future breakthroughs in the Gaze of the Abyss will be much easier," the Fire Spirit says.
"In that case, let's leave!" Wang Yi declares.
Then, Wang Yi transformed into a red light and disappeared from this place.
Outside the Transverse Mountain Range, beast roars echoed, smoke signals rose, corpses lay everywhere, and blood flowed like rivers.
Countless ferocious beasts surged out from the Transverse Mountain Range and headed east.
"Whoosh."
At that moment, a red light shot up from the Transverse Mountain Range, and a figure appeared in the void; it was none other than Wang Yi.
"What a massive surge of spiritual energy," Fire Spirit said, somewhat shocked.
"Young Master."
A black mist flickered out from the void; it was Lian Bi. He respectfully approached Wang Yi and said, "Young Master, you are back; that's wonderful."
Wang Yi nodded. He did not want to dwell on what had happened in the tomb and directly asked, "What has happened?"
"There has been a disturbance in the Spiritual Vein of the Eastern Beast Mountain Range," Lian Bi replied.
"A disturbance in the Spiritual Vein?" Wang Yi was taken aback and asked in surprise.
"A ten-thousand-year Spiritual Vein has appeared in the east, causing a massive leakage of Spiritual Energy, which has led to ferocious beasts from all over the Killing Fields rushing towards the Fierce Beast Mountain Range," Lian Bi explained.
"Then isn't the Killing Fields in complete chaos?" Wang Yi's expression changed. He knew that such a large-scale disturbance of the Spiritual Vein would inevitably attract a massive influx of ferocious beasts, turning everything in their path into a disaster zone.
"Young Master is correct. Currently, all cities in the Killing Fields are engulfed in panic. Some towns have already become no-man's lands. Black Dragon City is at the forefront, becoming a gathering place for ferocious beasts, where millions of martial artists have died," Lian Bi said, showing a hint of emotion on his old face.
Although this number pales in comparison to the millions who died during the blood sacrifice formation, this is just one location—Black Dragon City. If we consider thousands of cities across the Killing Fields, the estimated casualties could reach over one hundred million.
After pondering for a moment, Wang Yi's face revealed a hint of shock. This time, the Killing Fields was likely to become a hell on earth.
Wang Yi glanced around the Transverse Mountain Range and saw no fierce beasts. The vast mountain range had fallen into silence, while outside the mountains, fierce beasts were galloping everywhere, and martial artists were crying out for help. Some martial artists were like waves in the ocean, instantly overwhelmed by the swarm of fierce beasts.
"Where are Emperor Xie and the others?" Wang Yi asked after a brief silence.
"They have all gone to the Fierce Beast Mountain Range," Lian Bi replied. "Not only are fierce beasts heading to the Fierce Beast Mountain Range, but there are also large numbers of martial artists going there, especially Emperor Xie and his companions, who have organized a large group of martial artists with cultivation above the Mysterious Realm to head to the Fierce Beast Mountain Range."
"Prince, the Spiritual Vein is in turmoil, which will produce a large amount of refined spiritual energy and Material Treasures. This is a great opportunity," Fire Spirit said with a click of his tongue. "If I guess correctly, there will definitely be good things like Fire Essence produced among them, and even fire itself is a possibility."
After a pause, Fire Spirit continued, "In ancient times, Spiritual Vein turmoil occurred almost once every five hundred years, but each time it produced a large number of Material Treasures. Strong practitioners from across the continent would flock to it. Of course, this also means that many martial artists would lose their lives in the process. However, those who can survive during the Spiritual Vein turmoil almost all have the potential to become strong practitioners."
Upon hearing this, Wang Yi fell silent.
"Young master, should we go?" Lian Bi cautiously asked. "Our Song Kingdom hasn't experienced a Spiritual Vein turmoil in thousands of years, mainly because the Spiritual Energy content is too low. The Killing Fields is different; it is vast and rich in resources, and there are many fierce beasts. The last time a Spiritual Vein turmoil occurred was three hundred years ago. That time, just like this one, it swept through the entire Killing Fields."
"The records state that during that Spiritual Vein turmoil, countless Material Treasures appeared, such as Nine-Turn Lotus, Seven-Leafed Immortal Herb, Linglong Earth Treasure, and Nine Flames Fire. These treasures attracted countless strong practitioners who came rushing in. In the end, only a few survived in the Killing Fields, but it gave rise to numerous strong practitioners; even several from the Void-Viewing Three Realms appeared."
"It is precisely for this reason that the number of strong practitioners in the Killing Fields far exceeds that of dozens of surrounding countries," Lian Bi said slowly. "If those people had known that a Spiritual Vein turmoil would erupt, they probably wouldn't have entered the graveyard to seek death."
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