Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

Zhu Yan stared intently at the Dharma body, his mind completely blank.

"Jade Yang Fire Fiery Dharma Body..."

He didn't know where the name came from; it was as if someone had forcibly stuffed those six words into his consciousness.

The moment the words left his mouth, the dream state shattered abruptly. Zhu Yan snapped back to reality, his back already soaked in cold sweat, his hands trembling uncontrollably—it was fear that had seeped into his very bones.

Legal body.

That's a mark only Nascent Soul True Monarchs possess.

The Nascent Soul True Lord can summon wind and rain, move mountains and fill seas; his magical power is boundless.

He used to think it was just empty boasting from books and elders, but now he truly understands its significance.

It caused hundreds of volcanoes to erupt simultaneously, sweeping across thousands of miles, destroying dynasties, and slaughtering millions of lives...

Even a Core Formation cultivator cannot achieve this; only a Nascent Soul cultivator possesses such extraordinary and all-encompassing abilities.

This catastrophe that destroyed the Heavenly Fire Dynasty was not a natural disaster at all.

there is only one truth:

A Nascent Soul True Lord is forging a Dharma Body.

The entire Heavenly Fire Dynasty was merely a price paid incidentally during the forging of the Dharma Body.

How could he not want to find out the truth behind the dynasty's downfall?

From the day he formed his core, he thought about it day and night.

But he dared not.

He had long suspected that this matter involved the Nascent Soul stage, but he was unwilling and dared not to confirm it.

Now, he saw it with his own eyes.

That Dharma body was not yet complete, and it was still frantically absorbing fire spiritual power to continuously temper itself. Legend has it that a truly formed Dharma body would only be the size of an ordinary person, like a Nascent Soul clone or an immortal puppet.

Zhu Yan took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and without the slightest hesitation, did not look at it again.

His body surged with light, and he turned to flee. The instant the light shone, the head of the hundred-foot-tall Dharma body in the center of the sea of ​​fire twitched slightly.

Deep within that blurry face, it seemed as if a pair of invisible eyes glanced in his direction. Perhaps because his Dharma body was not yet complete and his power was not yet restored, it ultimately made no move and did not pursue him.

Zhu Yan used all his cultivation to flee for his life. It wasn't that he was afraid of death, but he absolutely couldn't die here.

The remaining cultivators of the Heavenly Fire Dynasty, along with dozens of camps and tens of millions of displaced mortals, have only just begun to see a glimmer of hope for survival.

He was their only Core Formation cultivator, their only hope for survival.

The greatest tragedy in the world is not being trapped in a desperate situation, but having the flame of hope extinguished as soon as it is touched, plunging one into eternal damnation.

His escape light streaked wildly through the deep underground world, completely disregarding direction.

He didn't know where the exit was, whether the path he had chosen was one of life or death, or whether the terrifying avatar behind him would open its eyes at any moment and crush him completely.

All he knew was to fly recklessly, skimming over the abyss of churning lava, passing through unknown mountains and caves underground, his mind strained to the limit, every nerve screaming for escape.

During their escape, a deadly threat suddenly descended!

Two completely different and powerful auras simultaneously pressed down from the left and right sides, both at the peak of the Core Formation stage. Either one of them could easily crush him, a newly promoted Core Formation cultivator, into ashes.

One person launched a fierce attack, while the other inexplicably intervened to stop him. The two peak Core Formation stage powers collided violently above his head, and a blinding white light exploded instantly, with a violent shockwave sweeping in all directions.

Zhu Yan had no time to dodge and was violently thrown back by the shockwave, crashing heavily into the hard rock wall. His chest heaved with blood and qi, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't even have time to wipe it away before getting up and continuing to flee.

At this moment, he fully understood that in this earth-shattering storm involving Nascent Soul True Monarchs, he was nothing more than a pawn caught in the crossfire.

His only mission at this moment is to survive.

Deep underground behind him, the Jade Yang Fire Fiend Dharma Body continued to breathe slowly, and with each breath, the light of the entire underground world flickered.

After fleeing for an unknown amount of time, his escape light finally broke through the underground barrier and returned to the surface. Looking at the familiar dark red sky above his head, Zhu Yan saw it as more beautiful than any other scenery in the world.

He dared not stop for a moment and continued to fly forward, his escape light leaving a crimson trail in the sky above the Heavenly Fire Secret Realm.

But he had only flown less than a hundred miles when a cold, spiritual light suddenly attacked from the side, knocking him down from mid-air without warning!

"Bang!"

Zhu Yan crashed heavily to the ground, creating a crater more than ten feet deep. His bones felt like they were falling apart, and his mouth was filled with a strong taste of blood. He gritted his teeth and got up, and the second ray of spiritual light had already broken through the air and struck!

Zhu Yan only had time to hastily turn his body before the spiritual light pierced through his left shoulder, entered his chest, and exited through his back. Blood mist exploded instantly, leaving the wound a bloody mess.

Another Core Formation cultivator!

Although they weren't the two terrifying peak Core Formation experts from underground, their strength far surpassed his, a newly promoted Core Formation cultivator. Yet, he still dared not retaliate or linger, clutching his bleeding left shoulder tightly as he continued to flee.

The beam of light became crooked and erratic, like a lone bird with broken wings, stumbling and falling in mid-air, ready to fall at any moment.

For several days in a row, he was constantly on the run. When his spiritual energy was exhausted, he would grit his teeth and swallow pills. When his wounds were torn open, he would simply suppress them with his spiritual energy. He was almost completely exhausted and could not hold on any longer.

He felt as if the people chasing him were everywhere in the Heavenly Fire Secret Realm.

Three Core Formation cultivators had attacked him in succession. Although they were all ordinary Core Formation cultivators and not as powerful as the two underground cultivators, he managed to escape by sheer luck. However, he had no way of knowing whether these people were pursuers sent by the Nascent Soul Dharma Body or other hostile forces coveting the resources.

He dared not ask anyone for help.

He knew very few Core Formation cultivators, and once Foundation Establishment cultivators were involved in such Nascent Soul level conflicts, no amount of lives would be enough to compensate, only increasing casualties.

Right now, his only option is to run away and save his life.

At the critical moment of life and death, Zhu Yan used a secret technique. Enveloped in spiritual light, he forcibly sealed his cultivation and original appearance, suppressing his realm to the tenth level of Qi Refining.

His aura underwent a complete transformation, and his appearance became ordinary and mediocre, resembling that of a common rogue cultivator. Several cultivators who were chasing him flew over his head on spiritual light, and without stopping at the faint aura of alchemy, they disappeared in an instant.

Zhu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and discreetly blended into the group of Qi Refining cultivators who were searching for treasures in the secret realm.

These low-level cultivators spent their days rummaging through the ruins, sometimes arguing for ages over a single insignificant fire spirit stone. Their lively and bustling atmosphere provided him with perfect cover.

He always kept a low profile and remained reserved, never talking to anyone and trying his best to hide himself.

The pursuit did not stop. The mastermind behind it was unwilling to give up and deployed a large number of Foundation Establishment cultivators to conduct a thorough search of the Heavenly Fire Secret Realm, leaving no corner unchecked.

Zhu Yan dared not stay with any group for long, and proceeded with extreme caution, living in constant fear.