In a foreign land.
Yu Yuan woke up on the beach with a splitting headache.
Rubbing his sore forehead, he raised his head out of habit and looked at the sky.
A huge yellow sun hung high in the sky, dyeing the boundary walls and the sky of this world the same yellow.
The dark yellow seawater stirred up layers of waves that splashed non-stop.
There was thin spiritual energy in the air, mixed with more energy that should be more suitable for foreign races to swallow and refine. There was very little energy that could corrupt the flesh of living beings.
Obviously, this was not a world that ordinary humans could live in.
"This …"
Confused, Yu Yuan looked down and found that the grayish-white Dragon Beheading Platform and the unconscious Chen Ching-hwang were both lying quietly in the weeds.
Suddenly, he sat up straight and began to recall his previous memories.
He only remembered that the two Demon Gods, Adler and Simitz, were ordered by the leader of the extraterrestrial demons to hand over Chen Ching-hwang. When Tan Chun Shan learned that the High Priest of the extraterrestrial demons was hiding in the dark, he took the initiative to attack him.
Tan Chun Shan wanted to capture him and then hand over Chen Ching-hwang to resolve the predicament.
He knew that Tan Chun Shan had good intentions.
He was the one who did not want to, so he tried to awaken his first self.
When the will that tore his mind apart gradually filled his body, he could not remember anything else.
He took it for granted that the awakening of his self in his first life, the medicine god Hong Qi in his previous life and the current Yu Yuan in his current life would be erased, and he would reappear in heaven and earth as the self of his first life.
He thought that he, who existed as the only consciousness of Yu Yuan, would become the past and never return.
But that was not the case.
He was still Yu Yuan. He still retained his complete memories, independent consciousness, and self.
The self that he thought had completely awakened did not directly appear. He could not capture any trace of it.
"I broke through the siege just like that?"
Not knowing what had happened, he rubbed his chin and was lost in thought for a long time.
After a long while, he gradually calmed down. He wanted to first understand his situation and the situation of this strange world.
With a thought, his expression changed instantly.
The soul power that was refined by his Yin Spirit in the small world in his sea of consciousness had disappeared without a trace.
The Qi and blood in the Xuan Men acupoints, as well as the flesh and blood energy in the bones and internal organs, as well as the extra acupoints, were all gone.
The Golden Court Microcosm was also devoid of spiritual energy.
He was suddenly dumbfounded.
Soul force, qi, blood, and spirit force were the foundation of a cultivator, the source of their strength!
The energy that he had painstakingly condensed disappeared in an instant. This meant that he was now at his weakest. If he encountered a strong enemy, he would not be able to immediately fight.
He quickly took out numerous medicinal pills that were beneficial to his body and soul and filled with soul power from his Cosmos Ring and swallowed them.
In the meantime, his mind was racing, and he quickly guessed what had happened.
The self in his first life, after briefly gaining ownership of this body, must have used the existing "resources" to fight and use some kind of divine ability.
The power he had cultivated and accumulated over the years was too shabby for the him in his first life.
The him in his first life had used a divine ability or secret art slightly, and his pitiful accumulation had been completely squandered. His soul force, qi, and spirit force had all been used up in an instant.
In the end, it had become like this.
"Oh!"
When the medicinal effects of the medicinal pills gradually dissipated and turned into strands of qi, blood, and soul power that entered his veins and blood vessels and flowed into his Yin Spirit, he couldn't help but exclaim.
He discovered in despair that the soul power and qi and blood produced by the pills were being mercilessly taken away by the Life Altar in his body.
The three souls were connected, and the Heavenly Soul he had sent into the Heavenly Soul allowed him to instantly understand what was going on.
The caelum's refinement of the Life Altar and its transformation into a Yang Spirit body started to require the injection of additional power.
This transformation slowly reached a critical moment. The crimson Life Altar would continue to steal qi, blood, and soul power from his body.
Many cultivators in the Soul Wandering Realm had to go through this process when condensing their Yang Spirit.
Moreover, because everyone's situation was different, the time for this transformation was also different.
Some cultivators might have to spend a few months to create their Yang Spirit, while others needed a few years.
During this period of time, most cultivators would be in seclusion for a long time, using the spiritual materials and pills that they had prepared long ago to replenish themselves.
Only after the transformation was successful and the Yang Spirit was formed would they come out to see others.
But he …
Thinking of this, Yu Yuan couldn't help but have a bitter expression.
His Yang Spirit's transformation had suddenly begun after the Life Altar in his body had merged with a blood-colored crystal from the Great Demonic God Grecque.
There had been no warning, and he hadn't made any preparations. It had been extremely hasty.
Later on, he had been caught up with a series of battles and tribulations. In a desperate situation where he was sure to die, he had even planned to abandon himself and take the initiative to awaken his first life's self.
And his first life's self had once been a supreme expert at the Divine King level. He might have only used one or two spells and abilities.
In the end, all the power that he had painstakingly accumulated in this life had been used up.
And the forging of the Yang Spirit in his body was still ongoing. It hadn't stopped because of this.
The sublimation and growth of the Yang Spirit required him to provide an endless supply of soul power and Qi and blood. Even at his peak, he had to treat it properly.
But now …
"I'm afraid that for a very, very long time, I won't be able to make ends meet in terms of power."
With a melancholic expression, he moved to the grassland where Chen Ching-hwang and the Beheading Dragon Platform were. He looked at the long Beheading Dragon Platform. Because his Yin Spirit and soul were too weak, he couldn't see the scene inside the Beheading Dragon Platform.
His soul power had been sucked dry, and his Yin Spirit couldn't leave his sea of consciousness for the time being. As soon as the new soul power was formed, it was first absorbed by the Life Altar, leaving him helpless.
He squatted down and gently held the Beheading Dragon Platform, guiding it with his weak Qi and blood.
Whoosh!
The Beheading Dragon Platform flew out of its own accord, shrank, and suddenly entered the acupoint that he had opened up earlier.
He made a soft sound of surprise. He could clearly feel that other than the Beheading Dragon Platform, Gendo's "Blood Prison" was also in his acupoint. It was so quiet that it made him feel strange.
Since he was so weak, shouldn't Gendo take the opportunity to counterattack?
This Gendo named "Blood Prison" wasn't easy to deal with. Once it found an opportunity, it would mercilessly take over and make its master a part of Gendo.
The previous owners of the demonic blade had all died like this, and then turned into a mass of blood souls inside the demonic blade.
Why was Gendo so peaceful in his place?
He couldn't figure it out.
Gendo was here, the Beheading Dragon Platform was here, and the scabbard of the Sky Raising Sword was also here.
But the Fiend Demon Cauldron was nowhere to be found.
"Strange …"
Cauldron soul Yu Yiyi. Since she was the servant girl guarding the Beheading Dragon Platform, she should listen to the orders of his first self. But why didn't he bring Yu Yiyi and the Fiend Demon Cauldron with him when he came to this foreign world?
If the Fiend Demon Cauldron was here, he wouldn't be so passive and uneasy after awakening.
Even if he temporarily lost all his strength, with Yu Yiyi guarding him, he could rest assured and think of a way to quickly recover his strength.
"You …"
His gaze turned and looked at Chen Ching-hwang. His brows furrowed slightly.
He was surprised to find that Chen Ching-hwang's beautiful face seemed to be changing slightly.
It seemed that this Princess Qing Luan was affected by the power of time and space. Her body was filled with the power of time and space. Her realm and power were declining, her age was decreasing, and her appearance was changing accordingly.
She looked like she was twenty-five or twenty-six years old, beautiful, and elegant. She was changing into a young girl.
… …
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