Only three seconds? He's already the Lord of All Realms, so it doesn't matter.

The emerald light emanating from the coffin was drawn into Fang Zhengge's body, allowing the immortal seed to take root and sprout.

The confusion in Fang Zhengge's eyes gradually faded, and his body began to regain its youthful appearance...

"Is this heaven?"

He looked at the bronze coffin in front of him, but was so frightened that he staggered backward and fell to the ground.

"Senior brother, aren't you being far too careless?"

Ye Xuan ignored Fang Zhengge and strode to the coffin that had been opened a crack.

Emerald light was continuously pouring out from the cracks, casting a bluish glow on half of his face.

It seemed that because of Fang Zhengge, the light was no longer abnormal. It did not scorch his face, but instead carried a chilling cold that penetrated to the bone.

He did not touch the coffin rashly, but instead focused his senses into a line and probed into it through the crack.

The interior of the coffin was much deeper than it appeared from the outside. There were no remains or burial goods inside; only emptiness.

"Could it be a separate, small space?"

As their senses continued to penetrate deeper, after about three zhang (approximately 10 meters) they finally touched a physical object, a human figure sitting cross-legged.

The humanoid figure was entwined by lush green vines, each leaf crystal clear with a shimmering glow flowing through its veins.

The roots of the vines penetrated deep into the human body and emerged from the seven orifices. The shape of the pockmarks in the consciousness image was extremely gruesome.

"It's not a real corpse... but it is indeed the method of the Immortal Willow of Longevity."

Ye Xuan frowned slightly. The thing in the coffin had neither life nor death, but rather resembled an exquisitely crafted container.

Fang Zhengge struggled to get up from the ground, his voice hoarse.

He looked down at his hands, which had recovered completely, and then touched his cheeks, his eyes filled with the bewilderment and fear of surviving a disaster.

"You! What exactly is in this coffin?"

"It's not clear yet."

Ye Xuan also wanted to know, so he turned to look at Fang Zhengge and said:

"Senior brother, aren't you in a hurry to break through? Please."

As he spoke, Ye Xuan stepped aside to make way, but Fang Zhengge had long since lost his earlier madness. He realized that life was precious and dared not go forward.

"Don't be afraid. If the situation happens again, I will come to your rescue."

Ye Xuan raised his hand and guided it towards Fang Zhengge's chest. The immortal seed within Fang Zhengge's body moved accordingly, wandering restlessly within his internal organs.

Having no other choice, he reluctantly stepped forward and returned to the bronze coffin.

Fang Zhengge stood stiffly in front of the coffin. When his fingertips touched the cold bronze, that familiar chill immediately rushed up his arm and into his body.

He gritted his teeth, channeled his spiritual power into his palm, and pressed it against the edge of the coffin lid.

The coffin lid was extremely heavy, but with his full effort, the gaps widened until the entire lid crashed down.

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"Bang!"

After the loud noise, even more emerald light poured out, instantly turning the entire palace into a deep blue-green hue.

Ye Xuan's gaze sharpened, and the faint phantom of the Immortal Willow appeared behind him, leaving Fang Zhengge speechless.

Now he finally understood why the person with the Golden Core Realm cultivation had killed Zhao Wu and Qian San, and then infiltrated the Holy Sect as a registered disciple.

As the coffin was fully opened, the human figure sitting cross-legged inside was exposed. The figure, composed of countless fine vines, sat peacefully in meditation.

"Is this a puppet? Or a vessel for some kind of inheritance?"

Seeing such a thing for the first time in his life, Fang Zhengge didn't have time to examine it closely. He only felt that the aura surging from the coffin was as vast as the sea. Although it was cold and piercing, it seemed to resonate with his stagnant cultivation.

He greedily inhaled, and as the breath entered his body, a tearing pain suddenly shot through Fang Zhengge's dantian.

"No, no!"

He screamed a few times and looked down to see that the skin and flesh on his chest and abdomen had begun to dry and crack, and tiny green willow twigs were emerging from the cracks, wriggling like living things.

The near-death experience was reenacted, only this time the process was much slower...

Ye Xuan raised his hand and pressed down, and the immortal seed in Fang Zhengge's body immediately shone brightly with azure light, forcibly suppressing the overflowing green light. The two forces clashed in his body, causing him to curl up on the ground in pain, his Daoist robe soaked with cold sweat.

"Just bear with it."

He observed that the spiritual power within Fang Zhengge's body was expanding more and more under the constant collision of the two forces, and it seemed to be about to break through its limits.

After the pain reached its threshold, Fang Zhengge tried his best to calm himself down and also noticed the changes in his body.

He immediately activated the "Nine Heavenly Suns," and gradually mastered this rampant power, transforming it into his own and using it for his own purposes.

"To be able to attempt to break through to the Golden Core stage using a Celestial Seed... that shows talent."

Ye Xuan used the blue and white energy from his Daoist robe to envelop the human figure in the coffin, then turned around to wait for Fang Zhengge's breakthrough.

Time passed second by second, and the three forces within his body, including his own spiritual energy, gradually began to balance and settle in his dantian...

As a bright golden light appeared, Fang Zhengge's face shone with brilliance, and he felt as if a continuous stream of power was surging out from within his body.

"I did it!"

This time it really worked. The shackles that had imprisoned him for a whole year, even becoming a source of inner demons, were broken at this moment.

When the floating golden light dissipated, Fang Zhengge looked at Ye Xuan with a complicated expression.

Firstly, his conscience bothered him, and he really wanted to thank Ye Xuan.

Secondly, now that he knew the man's true identity, he knew he couldn't possibly leave alive.

This was his previous idea, but now that he has broken through to the Golden Core Realm, the outcome is still uncertain!

Fang Zhengge was about to draw his longsword from the ground when he saw a ruthless glint flash in Ye Xuan's eyes.

Then, the golden core that had just formed within his body shattered with a deafening roar...

"Senior brother, look at you, you've been careless again!"

Ye Xuan walked to Fang Zhengge's side, gently patted his senior brother's shoulder, and witnessed the immortal seed that had taken root and sprouted in his body begin to grow again.

After a few breaths, a vibrant green willow sapling burst forth from his body, growing precisely on Fang Zhengge's shattered elixir.

In the blink of an eye, the willow seedlings grew to two meters tall, leaving only a corpse on the ground, its life force and cultivation drained.

"Yes, the Golden Core Realm is indeed different."

Absorbing all of Fang Zhengge's cultivation, Ye Xuan was able to directly elevate himself to the third level of the Golden Core stage, which was beyond his expectations.

Returning to the bronze coffin, this fake corpse was far more complex than what was currently visible.

The fact that one possesses the method of the "Immortal Willow of Immortality" indicates that it was created by someone who shares the same background as oneself, or perhaps it was the work of the Willow Immortal.

Controlling a wisp of white light, it drifted into the fake corpse. "Come on, let's see who's the real deal."

Under the influence of the Immortal Seed Technique, the vines on the fake corpse began to rapidly disintegrate and were gradually absorbed by Ye Xuan. At the same time, a trace of intent contained within them also appeared in his mind—

"Short-lived species...you are not pure, just like me."

Hearing this, Ye Xuan was even more displeased. "You're just a corpse, your life and death have ended, even your bones have been completely drained, and you still have the nerve to mock me?"

However, that thought paid no heed to Ye Xuan's words and continued:

"No, your alternative path was successful, while I am now just a skeleton in a grave."

Its words carried a hint of melancholy, yet also a touch of envy, leaving Ye Xuan completely bewildered.

"Can you make it simpler?"

"There are no two paths to immortality, but I obtained this Immortal Willow of Immortality through my own observation."

In his future cultivation, he intended to seek a breakthrough... but unexpectedly, it turned out like this.