Wan'Er looked at Song Yan.

Song Yan had already cast aside his causality with Wang Tianyu on the battlefield.

At this moment, he stood before his hair-knotting wife, but Wan'Er couldn't recognize him at all.

"Are you the immortal who gifted my husband with swordsmanship?"

"I am."

"Thank you, Immortal, for saving us!"

"Your husband is a remarkable person, yet his true passion is not the battlefield slaughter, but healing and saving lives."

Wan'Er was stunned for a moment. She looked towards the distant clinic, nodded deeply, and said, "The path my husband didn't finish, I will walk for him."

Turning back, the young man in the Profound Robe was already gone.

Wan'Er took a deep breath, striding towards the horizon into the morning sun.

Song Yan watched her silhouette from afar, stretching his body.

The "vacation" in the mortal world had temporarily come to an end. Both his body and mind had regained their vitality, rekindling his enthusiasm for the future, and he had also gathered all the materials to prepare the "Nine-Turn Soul-Melting Soup."

It was time to leave...

...

...

In the blink of an eye, it was summer.

On a mountain peak, thunderclouds gathered.

Before a cauldron, Song Yan absorbed Wood Profound, secretly performing the "Fire Phoenix Devouring Technique," then timed it perfectly, pointing to the sky. A streak of lightning shot up into the heavens, causing celestial thunder to roll and crash down, transforming into celestial thunder fire.

The flames instantly engulfed the large cauldron.

After a long time... the herbs in the cauldron were all dried up.

Song Yan followed the method for producing the "Nine-Turn Soul-Melting Soup," quickly grinding them into powder, then started processing the other ingredients.

Forty-nine days later...

The soup was finished.

Song Yan sat cross-legged, gazing at the secret medicine, then began to use the wisdom from the "Dragon Burial Law," integrating his lifebound secret treasure with his true body.

A white-robed immortal manifested, and his physique was incomparably strong.

As the heaven-reaching wisdom circulated, the two slowly fused together.

[In the year 10,221, you broke through the Ancient Divine Infant Realm]

[By the 21,000th year, you had reached the pinnacle of the Ancient Divine Infant Realm. Your physique already far surpassed the Netherworld Corpse Demon such that even if it stood before you, it couldn't withstand a single blow from you]

[You feel that everything is not yet over, continuing to deduce]

[In the year 42,100, strange markings appeared on your body, reminding you of the Void Ruins' knife-wielding corpse goblin and the pale characters in the cracks of the Celestial Venerable Secret Realm Ruins. You feel you've mastered new incomplete heavenly dao characters, but it's like a mute tasting honey, wonderful in the heart, yet hard to understand]

Song Yan slowly opened his eyes, glancing at the panel.

This time his [Realm] became Ancient Divine Infant, while [Magic] had a column of "Little Celestial Dao Characters——??" (incomplete).

Song Yan stood up, secretly thinking: 'Indeed, they are Little Celestial Dao Characters.'

He felt his physical strength extraordinarily harmonized, and more terrifying than ever.

His true body, divine infant, and lifebound secret treasure had completely fused together.

With a thought, he grew two more arms behind his shoulders, totaling four arms;

With a thought, three arms held objects, one arm was empty;

With a thought, clouds rose under his feet, and myriad breaths transformed within the fog;

With a thought, everything returned to normal, his aura entirely concealed, appearing like no different than a hunter or woodcutter in the mountains.

Song Yan raised his five fingers, trying a pulling motion.

With that pull, the distant earth twisted directly.

He slightly moved his arms to the sides.

With that motion, dozens of mountain peaks before him were forcibly split apart by tremendous force and then collapsed with a rumble, leaving not a single mountain obstructing his view.

As Song Yan perceived the power he wielded, he only felt it wondrous beyond measure.

Despite causing such a commotion, actually... he hadn't exerted any effort.

While using this power, he could feel a gentle warmth flowing through him, originating from the mysterious, incomplete heavenly dao characters automatically appearing on his body.

"Finally succeeded..."

Song Yan tilted his head back, a sense of joy welling up within him.

Only at this moment did he truly reap the rewards from the battle in the Celestial Venerable Secret Realm.

In that battle, he lost his corpse demon avatar and lost connection with Po Xu Yuzhuang, causing the Nether Tree to wash away the refining imprints and escape his control, a heavy loss indeed.

However, he had now successfully fused his "body," "spirit," and "soul" completely.

On the whole, it was a loss mixed with gains.

He could fully feel at this moment that although he was still in the Divine Infant Realm, he was more than capable of challenging Long Muyun.

The "Dragon Burial Law" was immensely profound, with the "Nine-Turn Soul-Melting Soup" being just a slight mention on its margins, not even part of the main text.

In the stone chamber of the Celestial Venerable Secret Realm, Song Yan had conversed with the recovered Long Muyun.

Thus, he could speculate on the origin of this cultivation technique.

Back then, after the Celestial Venerable severed the Evil Corpse, fearing it would wreak havoc, he had Vilampu oversee it.

Thereafter, the Celestial Venerable split the Good Corpse, bestowing it with a mysterious cultivation technique acquired from the void.

That mysterious technique was strange and powerful. The Celestial Venerable bestowed it on the Good Corpse, believing that the Good Corpse could utilize such formidable power wisely, without causing chaos, thus... it could suppress the invasion of the Netherworld's Qi during the epoch of True Spirit extinction.

The "Dragon Burial Law," was this mysterious cultivation technique.

Apparently, after contemplating it, the Good Corpse realized that due to lacking conditions, practicing it was unfeasible, but sensing its immense potential, decided to entrust it upon parting.

Now, Song Yan opened the Divinity Transformation Chapter of the "Dragon Burial Law."

The first line of the chapter revealed: Rotting Dragon's Circulation Breath: Meditate within the chest cavity of a dragon corpse, absorbing the settled qi of the dragon corpse, circulating it throughout the body, and secretly conducting this technique.

"Dragon?"

Song Yan pondered for a moment.

In all his years, he seemed to have encountered only one dragon.

The Yin Yang Profound Dragon.

And indeed, the conditions for this cultivation were exceedingly difficult to fulfill...

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