Bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley.
Su Zimo stood in the grand hall and stared at the two lines of words on the wall in a daze.
If you wish to be a dragon or elephant, you must first be a horse or ox for all living beings.
Once the dust clears, light shines through the mountains and rivers.
Before Die Yue left, she told him that he would have to experience many hardships if he wanted to cultivate both immortality and demonic. However, those hardships would eventually make him stronger.
Die Yue had long guessed that Su Zimo would encounter a calamity one day and fall to the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley – that was the reason why she left behind those words.
However, even she probably did not expect that Su Zimo would return here after a hundred years and encounter even greater hardships such that even his body was nearly destroyed!
Su Zimo had never regretted it.
He wanted to walk out of his own Dao.
It was not only for the sake of all living beings in the world, but also for himself!
He looked forward to his reunion with Die Yue.
Even more than that, he looked forward to the moment he stood before Die Yue as a Su Zimo that was beyond her imagination!
"That would definitely be extremely interesting,"
Su Zimo smiled gently.
In his heart, he did not only want to receive Die Yue's praise, he wanted to see the unprecedented surprise and joy in her eyes.
A moment later, the smile on Su Zimo's face faded and he sighed gently.
He did not know how long he would have to wait before he could meet Die Yue.
Initially, Su Zimo thought that as his cultivation increased, the distance between him and Die Yue would definitely decrease.
However, as his cultivation deepened, he realized how unreachable Die Yue was!
He did not know!
Even though he was already at the Void Reversion realm, he could not deduce or sense what cultivation realm Die Yue was at!
Mahayana realm?
Tribulation Transcendence realm?
Su Zimo shook his head gently and denied those two guesses.
That might have already surpassed his understanding!
Su Zimo took a deep breath and composed himself. No matter what, he had to continue on his path.
He was not sure about the situation with the true bodies of the Dragons.
He could no longer sense the true bodies of the Dragons after they entered the Dragon Bone Valley.
This kind of situation was very good. The two Primordial Spirits cultivated separately and did not interfere with each other.
Otherwise, the other side would know everything that happened here, and they would definitely be affected!
The two Primordial Spirits belonged to Su Zimo and came from the same source.
Su Zimo had a mysterious feeling in his heart. As long as he wanted to, he could still establish a connection with the scarlet-haired Yin Spirit!
Of course, from now on, unless it was absolutely necessary, he would not disturb the true bodies of the Dragons.
It must be the same on the other side.
Although he did not know the situation of the Dragons' true bodies in the Dragon Bone Valley, Su Zimo estimated that it should not be a big problem.
As long as he could enter the primordial divine spring and recover his body and bloodline, he would definitely be able to gain a foothold among Dragons with his true body!
The most important thing for the black-haired Essence Spirit was to reconstruct his body!
Su Zimo recalled the storage bag that Master Extreme Fire had given him back in Hundred Refinement Sect. He could not help but smile bitterly.
Master Extreme Fire's words came true – he truly had a use for that storage bag.
Initially, Su Zimo thought that Master Extreme Fire had foresight.
A few days ago, he found out that Monk Yuan Bei had discussed this matter with him when he saved Extreme Fire at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley.
Su Zimo took out the storage bag that Master Extreme Fire gave him and recalled the scene of tempering his bones and body carefully. Every single detail was beyond doubt before he decided to take action.
There was a prerequisite for tempering one's bones and body.
It was a flame with a sufficient temperature that could melt many top-grade materials within a storage bag!
Given Su Zimo's current cultivation, he could not achieve that.
Back in Hundred Refinement Sect, Hokkaidōjin had also made use of the Earth Core Fire in the main hall to achieve that goal.
He had to find help as well.
Monk Yuan Bei did not have much lifespan left and it was best if he did not make a move.
The only one who could help was the red-headed ghost.
At that thought, Su Zimo carried his storage bag and walked towards the cemetery.
"Lad, are you here to have a heart-to-heart talk with me?"
Before he even got close, the red-headed ghost's voice could be heard.
"Lad, you've suffered so many setbacks at such a young age. It's only natural that you're disheartened and can't think straight."
"Let me tell you, it's right to come and have a heart-to-heart talk with me! I've been sitting here all these years and I'm best at counseling people … "
The red-headed ghost began to ramble on once more.
He had stayed at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley for 10,000 years and he and Monk Yuan Bei were the only ones for more than 9,000 years!
The most frightening thing was that Monk Yuan Bei had always cultivated silent meditation!
In other words, the red-headed ghost did not even have someone to talk to.
It was obvious how he survived for more than 9,000 years. It was understandable for him to end up in his current state.
Thankfully, Die Yue barged in and snatched the Saraca Flower, breaking Monk Yuan Bei's silent meditation.
Otherwise, the red-headed ghost might have gone crazy.
"Red-headed ghost, let me talk to you about something serious,"
Su Zimo went straight to the point. "I intend to reconstruct my body. Help me conjure a ball of flames to melt some universal treasures."
"What's the use of reconstructing a body?"
The red-headed ghost pursed his lips. "Let me tell you, treat this Essence Spirit of yours as a clone and cultivate it casually. In any case, you still have a true body of Dragons. "
The red-headed ghost wanted Su Zimo to become a Dragon completely. However, that went against Su Zimo's bottom line.
Su Zimo frowned slightly. "There's no need to mention this anymore. The scarlet-haired Yin Spirit is among Dragons and naturally belongs to Dragons. As for my Essence Spirit, I have my own plans. "
"If you have your own plans, why are you looking for me?"
The red-headed ghost raised his brow.
"Are you going to help?"
Su Zimo asked.
"Oh my, you're threatening me?"
The red-headed ghost sneered, "What can I do if I don't help?"
"Then I won't talk to you in the future,"
Su Zimo said in a serious tone.
Initially, that was the most childish thing a child would say in a fit of anger. However, at that moment, it was extremely lethal to the red-headed ghost.
"Don't!"
The red-headed ghost said hurriedly, "Rascal, you only know how to scare me! Isn't it just conjuring a flame? I'll help you, alright? "
As he said that, the red-headed ghost snapped his fingers and a scarlet flame appeared on his fingertip. It fluttered, as though it could be extinguished at any moment.
Although Su Zimo was a little doubtful, he still took out a Lava Crystal.
He controlled the Lava Crystal with his spirit consciousness and placed it on top of the small flame.
Chi!
It was accompanied by a green smoke.
In the blink of an eye, that top-grade bone tempering material was burned to ashes by the small flame!
Su Zimo: "…"
The red-headed ghost was still oblivious as he flaunted to Su Zimo gleefully, "Look, isn't the power of my flame alright?"
"…"
Resisting the urge to curse, Su Zimo glared and grit his teeth. "Lower the power of your flame!"
"Sure, no problem,"
The red-headed ghost agreed right away.
The flame turned much smaller.
Taking a deep breath, Su Zimo took out another Lava Crystal and placed it on top of the flame carefully.
Swoosh!
Instantly, a flame ignited on the Lava Crystal!
It only lasted for three breaths and under Su Zimo's gaze, the Lava Crystal turned into ashes once more!
Su Zimo's face darkened.
Two top-grade universe treasures were burned to ashes by the red-headed ghost just like that!
"Lower the power!"
Su Zimo gritted his teeth and spat out a few words.
The red-headed ghost waved it off hurriedly and shook his head. "No, this is already the minimum power."
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