To comprehend all laws and attain immortality

The pitch-black coffin shimmered with spiritual light, clearly indicating that it was a rather impressive magical artifact.

Ji Wushen stood proudly on the coffin with one hand behind his back, casting a spell with his hands in a hand seal, slowly descending towards the top of the ancient corpse's head.

Gu Fan did not conceal his aura, and when he noticed Ji Wushen, Ji Wushen also sensed him.

The descending hand gestures suddenly stopped.

"It's you!" Ji Wushen's eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth, his face full of anger.

Ji Wushen recalled his experience in the Abyss of Fallen Souls, which was like a nightmare. No one knew the extent of his hatred for Gu Fan.

Losing a leg is not so bad, since cultivators of the Yin Corpse Sect are physically weak and have many methods to regenerate severed limbs.

What upset him was that Gu Fan had used the Returning Origin Furnace to incinerate a white corpse!

That white corpse was no ordinary one. It was refined by Ji Wushen using the Three Corpse Technique of the Yin Corpse Sect. After forming his core, he merged the corpse into one, which allowed him to advance to the Silver Corpse, whose strength was comparable to that of a Golden Core cultivator.

Having the Silver Corpse in hand will be a great help when facing cultivators of the same level!

But all of this vanished after the white corpse was burned.

Ji Wushen was already injured after the battle that day. After returning to the Yin Corpse Sect, he recuperated for a long time before recovering his vital energy. He then exchanged a wisp of Xuanpin Ancestral Qi and successfully formed his core.

The reason for coming to the Abyss of Fallen Souls is to subdue the ancient corpse and replace the white corpse that Gu Fan burned.

The ancient corpse is of far superior quality to the ordinary white corpse. If successful, the silver corpse will be even stronger after refining!

Unexpectedly, fate brought them together again, and they ran into Gu Fan here.

"What a coincidence! You ran away so quickly back then, today is the perfect day to settle things."

Gu Fan laughed heartily, and the Returning Origin Furnace appeared in his palm.

"How arrogant! I am no longer what I once was. I will certainly make good use of your body later!"

Ji Wushen grinned menacingly, and with a flick of his sleeve, countless dark green flames poured down, blotting out the sky.

"I almost forgot, you also have the Ink Spirit Yin Flame!"

A glint flashed in Gu Fan's eyes; far from being afraid, he revealed a delighted smile.

He came to the Abyss of Fallen Souls to hunt ancient corpses for the sake of spiritual fire; it would be wonderful to experience another kind of spiritual fire.

With a thought, the Blazing Fire Heaven Formation was instantly formed, and the fire-elemental spiritual energy within a radius of several miles immediately became active.

"Has this sorcerer gone mad?"

Ji Wushen was quite surprised to see Gu Fan neither dodging nor avoiding him.

What happened next almost made his jaw drop.

A three-headed, six-armed dharma image emerged from behind Gu Fan, its six arms forming hand seals as it stood in front of him. The overwhelming dark spirit fire instantly gathered in front of the dharma image like weary birds returning to their nest.

Immediately, six arms pressed down on the dark green fireball, and Ji Wushen immediately realized that his divine sense left in the Ink Spirit Yin Fire had been expelled, and he had lost all feeling.

Gu Fan ignored Ji Wushen's surprise and sealed the Ink Spirit Yin Fire into the Azure Lion Ring.

Although they could not seize the original fire, these spiritual fires were sufficient to serve as reference points for the derived fires.

After doing all this, Gu Fan looked up at Ji Wushen, grinned, and said, "My turn!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a meteor shower of fire descended from the sky!

Within a hundred feet, everything was enveloped by the Blazing Fire Heaven-Burning Array. Fire-elemental spiritual energy from several miles away rapidly converged, and meteor-like meteorite tribulation fire obeyed the command, transforming into countless flame sparrows that pecked at Ji Wushen.

Ji Wushen was startled.

However, the area affected by the meteor shower was too large, and it was too late to dodge.

But then he leaped into the air, and the black coffin beneath his feet suddenly burst into light, smashing the ancient corpse into the ground. Then, Ji Wushen flew up and swallowed him up as well.

The next instant, the corpse energy in the black coffin surged, like a foul-smelling river flowing backward, rushing towards the Starfall Calamity Fire.

The two collided, like a red-hot iron plunged into water, instantly shooting out thick smoke that condensed into a dark, gloomy cloud.

Gu Fan raised an eyebrow and said, "I'd like to see how long you can hold out!"

Although the Blazing Fire Heaven Formation is supported by his magic power, it is also gathering fire-elemental spiritual energy within a radius of several miles. If it comes to exhaustion, he is absolutely confident that he can defeat Ji Wushen.

Time passed second by second. Ji Wushen hid in the black coffin, feeling his magic power constantly draining away, while the Starfall Tribulation Fire showed no signs of weakening. His expression grew increasingly gloomy.

"How can this demonic cultivator's magic be so powerful? We can't afford to waste any more time like this!"

Ji Wushen gritted his teeth and thought for a moment, then nodded to himself, as if he had made up his mind.

A moment later, the black coffin suddenly opened, and Ji Wushen's eerie figure shot out, heading straight for Gu Fan.

Gu Fan stared intently and saw that Ji Wushen's appearance had changed drastically.

Originally, he was pale and had a feminine aura, but one could tell at a glance that he was alive. Now, however, his skin was ashen and his hair was dry and brittle, making him look like a corpse.

What is striking is that Ji Wu is wearing a suit of silver armor, which upon closer inspection reveals to be fine scales growing from under his skin.

Gu Fan immediately guessed that Ji Wushen must have used some kind of secret technique.

Ji Wushen moved extremely fast, his hand, glowing with black light, was about to reach for Gu Fan's chest.

At the critical moment, Gu Fan transformed into a three-headed, six-armed Dharma form, and the flames in his palm condensed into a hammer-shaped magic weapon, which he then blasted towards Ji Wushen.

The magical weapon struck Ji Wushen's palm, producing a metallic clang.

Ji Wushen flew backwards, and Gu Fan also staggered back a few steps, his expression turning serious.

"Aren't the Yin Corpse Sect members supposed to be physically weak? This doesn't make sense!"

Little did he know that Ji Wushen was even more surprised than he was.

"What is this Dharma form? How can it possibly block my silver-armored corpse?"

At this moment, Ji Wushen's resentment towards Gu Fan reached its peak.

If Gu Fan had arrived even a moment later, he could have stored the ancient corpse in the corpse-suppressing coffin and trained with the other two white corpses.

However, in order to deal with Gu Fan, he had no choice but to replace the ancient corpse with his own physical body, merging the two white corpses into his body and turning himself into a corpse as well.

In other words, from this day forward, Ji Wushen is a silver corpse!

Although one can cultivate while remaining conscious, to improve one's cultivation level one needs to hide in a coffin and follow the method of corpse cultivation, which imposes many more restrictions.

Having paid such a high price, how could Ji Wushen give up? He immediately waved his hand and summoned the black coffin back.

The black coffin shrank and fell into Ji Wushen's palm. Ji Wushen lowered his head and inhaled, and saw the endless stream of corpse energy immediately enter Ji Wushen's body.

Ji Wushen's aura surged instantly!

Although he abandoned his identity as a living being, he could still strengthen himself through the method of corpse refining, and that was his confidence.

The next instant, the black coffin was absorbed into his body, and Ji Wushen almost transformed into a streak of black light, charging towards Gu Fan once again.

With a stomp of his foot, Gu Fan caused countless stardust and tribulation flames to gather around his Dharma form, forming a sword, a fire wheel, a golden whip, and a Ruyi scepter. Each of his six arms held a Dharma weapon, and he began to fight Ji Wushen.

Although these magical artifacts are not part of the Dharma body, they are all formed from spiritual fire and their strength is comparable to that of ordinary magical treasures.

Ji Wushen was clad in silver armor, harder than gold and iron, and his attacks were as swift as lightning.

Gu Fan's Dharma form had three heads and six arms, and his powerful divine sense spread out, capturing the traces of Ji Wushen's attack.

Whenever Ji Wushen made a move, the Qianji True Technique would sense it, and Gu Fan would anticipate the enemy's moves. The sword and Ruyi would work together to block all of Ji Wushen's attacks, and the remaining four arms would seize the opportunity to strike.

"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The four magical artifacts struck Ji Wushen almost simultaneously, sending him flying.

But when Gu Fan looked closely, he saw that Ji Wushen had lost a few pieces of his silver armor and had not suffered any serious injuries.

What weighed heavily on him was that the black coffin reappeared, and the gushing corpse energy flowed into Ji Wushen's body. The wound that Gu Fan had just made slowly healed, and scales grew back.

Looking at Gu Fan's surprised face, Ji Wushen sneered, "You think you can break through my silver armor!"

"not necessarily!"

Gu Fan replied coldly, then deliberately dispersed his Dharma form, standing proudly with one hand behind his back.

Ji Wushen took Gu Fan's words as mere stubbornness and charged at Gu Fan again without thinking.

At the critical moment, Gu Fan pulled out his hand from behind his back, and the Guiyuan Furnace in his palm trembled continuously, emitting a dazzling light, and runes on the furnace surface moved rapidly.

Under Ji Wushen's horrified gaze, the interwoven blue and white light suddenly erupted, like a sharp sword piercing towards him. The radiance stung his eyes and even made his body emit a burnt smell, as if he had encountered something that was his natural enemy.

next moment.

The rosy light flashed and disappeared in an instant, piercing through the ominous clouds and flying off to who knows where.

Ji Wushen stood frozen in mid-air, his expression blank.

Looking down slowly, he saw a large hole about two feet in diameter in his chest, and the area from his chest to his dantian was completely empty.

Immediately, a feeling of weakness overwhelmed him, and Ji Wushen's vision went black as he collapsed to the ground.

On the other side, Gu Fan was breathing heavily.

The rosy light was naturally formed from the convergence of magical power, which Gu Fan called the Taihao Profound Light.

This was the first time Gu Fan had used it against an enemy, and its power surprised not only Ji Wushen but even himself.

"It's just a bit too dangerous."

Gu Fan muttered to himself, then looked down at his palm, where he saw a burn scar.