Qing Ming stood nearby, observing Jiang Yun. Compared to moments ago, Jiang Yun now exuded a more ethereal and intangible aura, as if he were a soul rather than a mere physical body.
Witnessing this change, Qing Ming's eyes showed a hint of relief. "Congratulations on stepping into the Spiritual Realm of the soul!"
In response to Qing Ming's congratulatory words, Jiang Yun smiled. Although there was still a vast distance between his current state and his ultimate goal, every increment of strength should be celebrated, shouldn't it?
With a thought, Jiang Yun, whose soul power had greatly increased, sensed a peculiar fluctuation in the magma below. This sensation felt familiar to him. It was the feeling of the Fallen Heart Flame. After entering the Spiritual Realm, Jiang Yun could now sense it without relying on the attraction between different alien flames.
Knowing that the Fallen Heart Flame would eventually be his, Jiang Yun didn't rush to find it but instead turned his attention to the enormous desiccated corpse of the Sky Demon Phoenix.
This corpse had only reached the peak of the seventh tier in its lifetime and had died in that secret realm. Jiang Yun had seen many other beast corpses, some even stronger.
Perhaps they all once belonged to the protectors of this continent!
Due to its long period of demise, the corpse could no longer be identified as the once-dominant Sky Demon Phoenix except for the pair of ten-foot-wide, jade-like bone wings on its back, which indicated its identity.
"These wings are quite valuable; they would be a precious treasure for any Dou Zong."
"What do you think?"
Seeing Jiang Yun appraising the bone wings, Qing Ming glanced over and offered his thoughts and questions.
Retracting his gaze, Jiang Yun shook his head. "These wings might be great for a Dou Zong or even a Dou Zun, but for me, they're somewhat redundant."
The Phoenix wings were indeed impressive, but Jiang Yun already possessed tier-earth skills and the power of space, making his speed comparable to the Sky Demon Phoenix. There was no need for such an addition.
"In ancient times, supreme beasts dominated the magical beast world: the Void Ancient Dragon, the Ancient Sky Phoenix, the Nine-Colored Devouring Python, the Nine-Headed Sky Serpent, among others. But as time passed, only the Void Ancient Dragon remains; the rest have disappeared into the river of time."
Jiang Yun spoke eloquently while observing the dry corpse of the mythical Sky Demon Phoenix. Qing Ming, maintaining a calm demeanor, felt indifferent. To him, neither the Void Ancient Dragon nor the Ancient Sky Phoenix mattered. Only the divine beasts from the Great Thousand World could move him.
Jiang Yun found this unsurprising. As a supreme celestial artifact, it was natural for Qing Ming to have high standards.
"There were two true supreme beasts, the Dragon Phoenix, from the magical beast world. They possessed traits from both the Void Ancient Dragon and the Ancient Sky Phoenix, making them the ultimate beasts!"
Upon hearing the term "Dragon Phoenix," Qing Ming was visibly moved. Even he had never heard of the Dragon Phoenix appearing in the Great Thousand World.
The Dragon Phoenix originated from the Dragon Phoenix Source Fruit, which rarely formed upon the dual demise of a Void Ancient Dragon and an Ancient Sky Phoenix. Combining the bloodlines of two supreme beasts was a matter of fate. Perhaps this was why the dragon and phoenix clans of the Great Thousand World never produced a Dragon Phoenix—they couldn't harmoniously merge their overly dominant bloodlines.
Thus, the Dragon Phoenix remained a legend, and Qing Ming never expected that on this small Dou Qi continent, there could be dragons and phoenixes who might create a Dragon Phoenix. Moreover, this had happened twice.
While their bloodlines might not be the most elite in the broader dragon and phoenix clans, if combined, the resulting Dragon Phoenix would have a top-tier bloodline, rivaling the pinnacle of divine beasts.
The true extent of its growth hinged on the individual, but this did not hinder the Dragon Phoenix from being considered the premier bloodline of the Dou Qi continent.
"Is that your intention?" Qing Ming immediately understood Jiang Yun's bold ambition; even with the presence of a Void Ancient Dragon outside, it was an audacious plan.
"How could it be!" Jiang Yun chuckled, shaking his head. If creating a Dragon Phoenix were so simple, it wouldn't have only appeared twice in the Dou Qi continent's history.
Indeed, Zi Yan eventually became the third Dragon Phoenix!
The Sky Demon Phoenix carried the Ancient Sky Phoenix's lineage, but its essence blood wasn't significant for him. He mainly wondered if he could refine the Ancient Sky Phoenix's blood.
If successful, then...
With a swift motion, Jiang Yun held a pair of jade-like bone wings, feeling both cold and slightly warm.
The wings, somewhat transparent, allowed one to see the peculiar energy flowing within. This was the essence of the Sky Demon Phoenix, with many of its inherited battle techniques relying on these wings.
Storing the bone wings, Jiang Yun waved his right hand, and black-and-white Holy Demon Flames sprang from his palm, forming a greenish barrier around the dry beast corpse.
Encompassed by the flames, the seemingly fragile beast skin did not turn to ash but curled up.
The flames seeped through large gashes to burn the white flesh within. With the continuous burning, the exposed white flesh produced sizzling sounds, shrinking gradually.
Over time, the corpse slowly disintegrated, eventually forming a single drop of green-red blood essence.
Ultimately, Jiang Yun obtained a clump of green-red Sky Demon Phoenix essence blood and a green-red crystal—the beast's magic core.
Yet Jiang Yun didn't halt the burning. He intensified the flames to refine the essence blood further.
Minutes later, Jiang Yun frowned and stopped the flames. The essence blood had indeed been purified slightly, but the change was negligible. Prolonged burning wouldn't yield significant results.
Moreover, he realized that this single essence blood was insufficient to refine an Ancient Sky Phoenix bloodline.
He needed another method!
The Snake Clan could awaken their ancient bloodlines through flame refinement—what's the principle behind this?
It seemed necessary to investigate the Snake Clan. If he could decode this principle, perhaps those ancient magical beasts could reappear on the continent.
Collecting the Phoenix essence blood and magic core, Jiang Yun exhaled deeply, circulating his energy to recover the expended Dou Qi.
"Looks like it failed!" Qing Ming mocked lightly as Jiang Yun opened his eyes.
Jiang Yun, undeterred, smiled and shook his head. "It was an experiment; failure is no big deal!"
Seeing Jiang Yun's spirits intact, Qing Ming felt relieved. As long as morale wasn't broken, nothing else mattered!
Following his tasks, Jiang Yun turned the dead Bodhi Tree into a small sphere, tied with a red string.
"So, what's next?" Qing Ming asked, observing Jiang Yun. In reality, he inquired about his future plans.
Jiang Yun put away the remaining items and took out a black token inscribed with the character "Soul" and a "Man" character at the back—one of Guardian Xuan's relics.
The Soul Hall guardians were divided into three levels: Heavenly, Earthly, and Human. Guardian Xuan was the lowest Human level, indirectly showcasing the Hall's vast power.
Inspecting the token, Jiang Yun's eyes flickered.
Hearing Qing Ming's question, Jiang Yun pocketed the token and stood up, looking at the subterranean magma.
"Let's meet the elder calling for help!" Qing Ming chuckled, "That guy is persistent, nearly dissipating yet relentlessly using soul power."
"Perhaps he's betting on me as his last hope."
"However, the place below isn't simple!" Qing Ming's face turned serious, cryptically adding, "It could hold this continent's greatest opportunity!"
Jiang Yun felt a stir. Qing Ming must have discovered the ancient emperor's tomb below, which was reasonable given Qing Ming's nature as a supreme celestial artifact capable of rivaling heavenly supremes.
"What is it?" Jiang Yun curiously asked, concealing his knowledge for once.
"It's not time yet. You'll know when it's time!" Qing Ming shook his head. He had discerned the bloodline relation between Zhukun and Zi Yan but couldn't save Zhukun without regaining full power.
Had Qing Ming been at his peak, he'd have liberated Zhukun, considering Jiang Yun's bond with Zi Yan, ensuring Jiang Yun's safety in this world.
Unfortunately, it required more time. Revealing it now would only bring unnecessary worry.
After all, Zhukun had waited this long; a few more years wouldn't matter.
Zhukun: ??? Doesn't anyone care about my opinion? As a doting father, you can't imagine how it feels to be separated from my daughter for millennia! Woken recently, how could I sleep now? Every passing minute is torture!
Jiang Yun calmed down, realizing Qing Ming couldn't release Zhukun yet. He decided not to press further.
"Let's see the little fellow below!"
Nodding, Jiang Yun leapt into the subterranean magma. Midair, a layer of white fire enveloped him like a pure, white robe.
The magma housed the Flame Lizardmen, captured by the ancient emperor to guard the tomb's perimeter, with Dou Zun and Half-Saint protectors, barring them from surfacing, likely due to some restriction.
With his Spiritual Realm soul power, Jiang Yun avoided provoking the Flame Lizardmen, thus avoiding detection.
Although their flame pearls accelerated cultivation, Jiang Yun found them trivial.
Hunting them was more effort than using pills for resources.
Or simply unleashing Holy Demon Flames to massacre.
Amid an endless sea of magma, he encountered a dead silent scarlet world, a monotonous, trying scene.
After a while, Jiang Yun reached a daunting dark-red magma spot. With a gesture, a faint glowing transparent circle emerged from the magma vortex.
A flash later, he entered the space within, where a bone skeleton radiated a faint glow, with a Flaming Fallen Heart floating above.
There were only a few wild alien flames in the world; yet this region had two Fallen Heart Flames, proving it indeed was the ancient emperor's tomb.
Despite its value, the alien flame didn't divert Jiang Yun's attention. He focused on the skeleton instead.
With a sigh, a voice finally spoke. A white light burst from the skeleton, forming a humanoid glow, eventually revealing a clear human figure.
The figure, in white robes with snow-white hair and beard, appeared old, yet his eyes shone with a faint gleam. A mild pressure spread as he appeared.
"A six-star Dou Wang with a Spiritual Realm soul; your talent is truly impressive!" the figure said, without haste, with a tone tinged with envy.
Jiang Yun calmly smiled, "Greetings, senior. You've sent soul fluctuations multiple times, clearly to invite me here."
Tian Huo Zun-zhe's expression stiffened, "Frankly, I'm Tian Huo Zun-zhe. Centuries ago, I perished here, leaving only this remnant soul. I sensed both your presence and the Fallen Heart Flame recently, prompting me to take a chance."
"If you're willing to help, this tier-earth advanced skill: Five Wheels Scorching Flame Method, plus the Fallen Heart Flame, are yours!"
Saying so, Tian Huo Zun-zhe beckoned, drawing a white storage ring from the bones.
He retrieved a pale scroll from the ring, adorned with flaming flying beasts.
Tossing them both, the scroll and the Fallen Heart Flame landed before Jiang Yun.
Truthfully, Jiang Yun was intrigued by the flame control and array aspect of this Dou technique, having received a spirit array master's legacy but still exploring on his own due to his young age.
Thus, learning about Dou techniques' arrays was beneficial.
Seeing Tian Huo Zun-zhe's tension, Jiang Yun, the stronger party with a Spiritual Realm soul, could easily overwhelm him.
Jiang Yun chuckled, accepting the scroll, "Deal!"
End of Chapter
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