Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 713 The Mysterious Mirror of Reversing Fate
That is a sign that a Golden Core cultivator has begun to manifest the initial form of their own celestial abode, and has begun to control the power of laws.

Even those who have not yet achieved the Golden Core stage, despite possessing extraordinary combat power, are like ants trying to shake the heavens in the face of a true Golden Core Dao Domain; there is an insurmountable gap in their inherent strength.

"Still one step short, but the flattery was quite good."

Xu Yunfan finally raised his eyes, his gaze calmly landing on Han Shi, his eyes looking down as if he were looking down at a speck of dust in his palm.

He slowly rose, stood with his hands behind his back, and the vast, star-like pressure of a Golden Core True Monarch no longer subsided, crashing down on Han Shi like a tangible mountain.

"When the Cangming Dao Fruit self-destructed, blocking Qingyuan and Huiri, I had already achieved the initial formation of the Golden Core."

Xu Yunfan's voice was flat and emotionless.

"Giving you this body is to give you the opportunity to continue your path, it is a chance, not a shackle, you must understand."

He took a step forward, and the thunder in the entire Shenxiao Palace seemed to subside.

"If they continue to be stubborn and attempt to fight a losing battle with an egg..."

Xu Yunfan slowly raised his right hand, and a wisp of fine yet extremely refined purple-gold lightning pulsed gently at his fingertips, making a soft "crackling" sound.

This seemingly insignificant wisp of lightning caused Han Shi to instantly feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He felt the invisible sword spirit between his brows, representing the core of the sword intent of annihilation, tremble violently under the gaze of this ray of lightning, as if it would completely disintegrate at any moment.

A fear originating from the very core of his soul gripped him; it was the absolute suppression brought about by the difference in their levels of life.

"..."

All of Han Shi's anger, resentment, and humiliation were forced back into his chest in the face of this absolute power disparity.

His face was deathly pale, his body stiff, and his clenched fists were white at the knuckles, yet he could no longer muster even a trace of sword intent.

The sense of power brought by the innate sword body vanished, leaving only a deep sense of powerlessness and fear.

He finally realized with absolute clarity that the person before him was no longer the opponent he remembered, but a Golden Core True Monarch who had truly reached the peak of the Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm.

What one is so proud of is, in the eyes of the other party, nothing more than the struggle of an ant.

Seeing the extinguished anger and undisguised fear in Han Shi's eyes, Xu Yunfan quietly withdrew the lightning from his fingertips.

The oppressive aura subsided slightly, but the lofty and unshakeable aura, as vast as the heavens, still enveloped the hall.

"Tongxuan has perished in the sea of ​​suffering, his soul and spirit destroyed. True Lord Chiyang is also dead. His Chiyang Dao Fruit of the Blazing Flame has been refined by me and transformed into the dual paths of thunder and fire."

Han Shi was shocked upon hearing this, truly never expecting that such a tumultuous event would occur during the time he was captivated and confused by the Star Spirit Banner.

After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice, "You killed two True Monarchs of the Wancheng Sword Sect. The Sword Sect will definitely not let you go!"

Xu Yunfan smiled lightly, too lazy to say anything more.

After all, Lu Chunyang is now the sect master of Wancheng Sword Sect, in charge of the entire Southern Continent, and has established twelve towering sword peaks. As long as he slacks off, even if the other True Monarchs Qixia and Tianguang want to take action, they will have to think twice.

Sword cultivators are indeed the most ruthless in the world, even those at the Golden Core stage.

But he is Xu Yunfan. Whether it is true skill or other unique skills, he has cultivated them to a perfect and subtle level. Even the creator of the technique would be inferior to him.

What is there to fear for a sword cultivator?

Xu Yunfan turned around and looked at Han Shi.

"This body is given to you; it is both a sword and a path. How you walk it is up to you."

He paused, his tone turning cold: "But remember, your true spiritual origin is tied to the Star Spirit Banner. Don't do anything foolish."

Han Shi's body trembled again as he looked down at his cold yet powerful new body, his expression extremely complex.

His hatred had not subsided, and his fear remained, but he was powerless to resist this absolute power.

Xu Yunfan has already become a Golden Core True Monarch. Although he is only half a step away from it, even the Cangming Guixu Dao Fruit takes notice and shows him favor.

If one has not attained the Dao Fruit, then one is ultimately worlds apart from the Golden Elixir.

The fruit of enlightenment is not so easily attained.

Xu Yunfan serves as a cautionary tale. Not to mention the calamities and punishments brought down by the Heavenly Dao of the Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm, those Golden Core True Monarchs are masters of taking advantage of others' misfortunes without any martial virtue.

These beasts, with their maxed-out divine gear, beating up newbies in the beginner village, are commonplace in the Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm. A moment of silence fell over the hall, with only the purple-gold lightning silently flowing between the pillars.

Xu Yunfan ignored Han Shi and focused his divine sense back into the Star Spirit Banner to deduce the repair plan while reviewing what he had gained from the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

And he began to think about how to refine another functional magic weapon that could allow the physical body to enter the sea of ​​suffering of reincarnation.

Three years passed by in a flash.

Inside the Divine Firmament Palace, Han Shi stood below the hall, his newly forged innate sword body exuding a fierce sharpness, yet deep within his dark golden pupils lingered an unyielding melancholy.

After three years of nurturing his sword intent, his body, made of ten-thousand-year-old sword marrow jade as bones and Northern Darkness cold iron as veins, had become one with the raging killing sword intent. However, whenever he looked at the figure on the cloud platform, the sword energy surging in his meridians would become restless like a trapped beast.

He finally raised his head.

"If you want me to use this body, what is it that you seek?"

Xu Yunfan opened his eyes as he was strategizing, and the Star Spirit Banner in his palm shimmered with a faint light.

"Enter the sea of ​​suffering in the cycle of reincarnation and obtain the fruit of the Taiyin Mingqiu Dao."

"Netherworld?!"

Han Shi's shoulder suddenly tensed, and his pupils contracted sharply.

"Those born in the underworld will inevitably suffer a backlash if they enter. Do you want me to die?"

"If all that's needed is to die, why waste ten thousand years' worth of sword marrow jade to forge this body for you?"

Xu Yunfan said, "I saw someone forcefully cross the sea of ​​suffering with their physical body before. The technique of 'reincarnation of life and death, reversal of yin and yang' that they used was excellent. Now I have some insights into it as well."

He picked up a wisp of grayish energy with his fingertips; it was the residual magic power of the white-haired True Monarch that Star Spirit Banner had brought back from the Sea of ​​Bitterness three years ago.

Over the course of three years, Xu Yunfan used the attribute panel to deduce the properties of this life-and-death magic tens of thousands of times, finally disassembling and reconstructing it, and refining it into a dark and ancient mirror.

The back of the mirror is made of soul-nourishing wood and inlaid with seven Northern Darkness Mystic Crystals that reverse Yin and Yang. The mirror surface is engraved with dragon scale patterns and faintly reveals a cool glow.

"Hold this mirror of defying fate."

Xu Yunfan tossed the ancient mirror to Han Shi.

"It can deceive the laws of the underworld and protect your physical body."

Han Shi accepted the mirror without a word, his knuckles turning white as he held it.

Xu Yunfan had already arranged everything.

His cold, hard face was reflected in the mirror, as were his calm, expressionless eyes on the cloud platform.

Just as when the Star Spirit Banner imprisoned his true spirit, it made him burn with hatred.

Xu Yunfan's voice rang out: "Fellow Daoist Han, if we succeed this time, I will set you free."

Han Shi's expression shifted slightly, and finally a hint of mockery appeared on his face.

"They used freedom as bait to lure me into a place where I would surely die..."

He let out a low sneer, "Xu Yunfan, you really haven't changed a bit."

Xu Yunfan stood with his hands behind his back, gazing out of the hall with a calm expression.

"If you attain enlightenment on this journey, you will have the opportunity to remove the Star Banner; if you perish..."

His voice suddenly turned somewhat cold.

"Just like Wukong, let Guifan be my fellow Daoist."

A fierce wind howled atop the mountain, causing Han Shi's black robe to billow like wings hanging from the sky.

He glanced one last time at the illusory image of the coiled dragon in the mirror, then leaped into the Gate of Reincarnation.

The yin-yang runes on the back of the mirror suddenly lit up, enveloping him and transforming him into a gray ray of light, disappearing into the chaotic flow of time and space that was tearing at his soul.

(End of this chapter)