Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 702 Once You Enter Reincarnation, All Directions Move
Suddenly, Xu Yunfan glanced at his clone Wukong not far away.

At this moment, Wukong's true spirit and the newly refined stone embryo Dharma body had completely merged.

He clenched his fist, and the stone bones and muscles made a metallic grinding sound. The power surging through his meridians was no longer Buddhist power, but the power of the peak Foundation Establishment stage, simulated by the Eight Scenery Clouds.

He stared at Xuanjian, then suddenly grinned, revealing his fangs.

"You want me to impersonate you and storm the underworld? Xu Yunfan, are you afraid your true form will have its golden core torn apart by the Bitter Sea Dragon, so you're using me as a scapegoat?"

Xu Yunfan lightly tapped the Xuanjian mirror with his fingertips, and ripples spread across its surface.

"The Gate of the Underworld only allows those whose true spirits are obscured to pass. If they sense the aura of a Golden Core cultivator, even a True Lord would have to flee in disarray due to the backlash from the Sea of ​​Bitterness."

He threw the Xuanjian at Wukong.

"With this mirror, you can fake the appearance of a true spirit returning to the void. People will only perceive that Xu Yunfan's soul entered the cycle of reincarnation in pursuit of a higher position, but they will not know that it is you."

Everyone outside was watching him. Although they didn't know who was behind it, the fishing hook was ready to be cast. All they had to do was wait quietly to find out who was plotting something.

No one can sit still. Once he obtains the Taiyin Mingqiu Dao Fruit and enters the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, the balance of power will inevitably be broken.

The Pure Land of Bodhi, the Myriad Chariots Sword Sect, and even the True Lords hidden in the shadows will all be unable to resist taking action.

Wukong's journey was almost certainly a death sentence.

Wukong knew perfectly well what was going on, but without the slightest hesitation, he caught the Xuanjian. The wooden core of the mirror exuded a warm, life-giving energy that enveloped his entire body.

It won't be so easy for a clone to regain its freedom.

The moment he grabbed the Xuanjian, his golden eyes suddenly contracted.

This magical artifact was actually drawing upon his remaining indestructible golden nature to maintain the illusion.

He instantly realized that Xu Yunfan was using him as a stepping stone.

"What a plan!"

Wukong forced a cold laugh through his teeth.

"Use my metal element to deceive the Underworld Gate. If I die in the Sea of ​​Bitterness, this bit of essence will become your refining material."

If I miraculously return, you'll only be fulfilling your promise to reshape your physical body—you'll lose out either way! You're treacherous to the core.

Xu Yunfan stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes calm and expressionless.

"You chose this path."

Upon hearing this, Wukong wanted to curse loudly, "If you hadn't forced me, would I have chosen this path?!"

Before Wukong could speak, Xu Yunfan suddenly pointed his finger at Wukong's brow.

The fiery clouds blazed brightly, while the earthen clouds hung heavy and oppressive. Wukong's face and bones melted and reshaped like wax.

The pointed snout and monkey-like cheeks disappeared, the cheekbones were raised, and the jawline became cold and hard, finally settling on Xu Yunfan's original face, with only a pair of molten gold pupils deep inside still retaining the monkey-like ferocity.

"You don't even change the color of your eyes?"

Wukong, wearing Xu Yunfan's face, sneered, "Intentionally trying to make your flaws obvious?"

"If the recorded information is correct, the sea of ​​suffering in the cycle of reincarnation is without light, and color recognition is meaningless."

Xu Yunfan raised his hand and pressed down, and the Shenxiao Mountain formation suddenly opened a crack, allowing outside energy to rush in.

"It's time to set off. Remember, once you enter the Underworld Gate, immediately activate the full power of the Mysterious Mirror. You don't have much time."

Wukong stroked his cold face, which was completely out of character for him, and suddenly lowered his voice.

"If I find the Dao in the depths of the sea of ​​suffering, you will turn your back on me..."

"Then let's take a gamble."

Xu Yunfan interrupted him, a faint smile curving his lips. "I'm betting whether I'll destroy the sharpest blade of the future for a single Taiyin Fruit."

Wukong's golden eyes shrank suddenly.

He understood the unspoken meaning.

Xu Yunfan wanted more than just the Dao fruit; he also wanted to use the sea of ​​suffering to hone his sword!

Freedom and unrestraint are acceptable, but only if one becomes the knife in Xu Yunfan's hand. After a long silence and weighing his options, Wukong spat.

"That's really underhanded."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yunfan felt a slight sense of relief and a smile appeared on his face.

He was genuinely afraid that Wukong would give up and destroy everything, which would leave him with no choice but to use Han Shi, his clone who he considered to be no better than a second-rate idiot.

Xu Yunfan said earnestly, "Don't worry, you can create a clone for me, and I can see the whole process. I can also take action through you at crucial moments."

Wukong was somewhat surprised, truly not expecting that Xu Yunfan, who had created clones, would possess such abilities.

"You don't actually practice the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones technique, and I'm your evil corpse, do you?"

To traverse endless distances and strike across realms is simply inconceivable and incomprehensible to other Golden Core True Monarchs.

Xu Yunfan smiled slightly: "If I had truly severed the evil corpse, I would not be merely a Golden Core cultivator."

Wukong fell silent, and Xuanjian patted his chest.

The Soul-Stabilizing Pearl on the back of the mirror shone brightly, and a vast death aura covered its entire body. The stone embryo clone that had been walking in the world with Xu Yunfan's appearance instantly turned into a gray shadow and was thrown into reincarnation.

A cold wind rustled Wukong's robes.

He looked down at the churning gray mist at the bottom of the cliff, where countless spirits drifted aimlessly, converging into a towering crack deep within the mist.

The Gate of Reincarnation.

Only the true spirits of heaven and earth can see it.

The turbulent flow of time and space through the crack in the door moved like an electric snake, constantly swallowing up the approaching spirits.

"Xu Yunfan! You'd better keep your word..."

Wukong gritted his teeth and pressed the Xuanjian into his spiritual platform.

The mirror-like patterns of reincarnation lit up, the life force of the soul-nourishing wooden heart was completely suppressed, and the undying golden nature transformed into a dark golden light membrane that enveloped the true spirit.

The next instant, he leaped into the gray mist.

A slight ripple appeared in the air atop the cliff as Xu Yunfan concealed himself using the Triple Cause and Effect Secret Technique.

As he watched the gray figure disappear into the gates of the underworld, he held up a jade talisman in his palm.

The talisman was imprinted with the spiritual fluctuations of Wukong before he leaped off the cliff, clearly originating from the same source as Xu Yunfan's original body.

The bait has been laid.

Xu Yunfan crushed the jade talisman and looked up into the distance.

The path of cultivation requires countless efforts for every step forward, not only in terms of cultivation itself, but also in dealing with various calamities.

In this world of cultivation, after reaching the Golden Core stage, every step forward is announced to heaven and earth, leaving no room for concealment.

Nobody wants to have poop on their head.

Several powerful divine senses from the nine immortal mountains of the Primordial Sect swept across the Reincarnation Cliff and detected the aura of Xu Yunfan's soul breaking free from his body and forcibly entering the Sea of ​​Bitterness of Reincarnation.
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Wancheng Sword Sect, Tianji Peak.

The cold, solitary peak of the sword is perpetually shrouded in a chilling aura that seems capable of freezing one's very soul.

Tianji Xuanshu Sword Soul Tongxuan Zhenjun sat cross-legged on a sword platform carved from ten-thousand-year-old black ice. His invisible sword soul condensed and flowed around him, emitting a faint but heart-palpitating hum.

His tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open, and from the depths of his pupils, two points of sword light, like cold stars, burst forth, piercing through the swirling mist atop the peak and hurtling towards the location of the Yuanshi Sect's Shenxiao Mountain.

Just now, an extremely subtle yet exceptionally resilient fluctuation of divine soul tore through the boundary between life and death, forcibly entering that sea of ​​suffering in the cycle of reincarnation belonging to the dead.

This fluctuation carried the unforgettable essence of the True Monarch Tongxuan.

The destructive power of the Divine Firmament Thunder!
"Xu! Yun! Fan!"

Tongxuan Zhenjun squeezed out these three words from between his teeth, each syllable containing boundless hatred and icy killing intent.

This person destroyed his grotto and ruined his cultivation; even the collapse of three rivers and five lakes could not quell his hatred.

In the battle at the Boundary Sea, he, the dignified Sword Soul True Monarch of the Wancheng Sword Sect, was actually injured by a junior who had just entered the Golden Core stage, who joined forces with the Insightful True Monarch. Not only did he lose face, but he also lost a precious sword-dao spiritual treasure before he was able to escape in a sorry state.

(End of this chapter)