Simultaneously traverse through the heavens, using the equipment slots to conquer all realms.

The Nine Secrets represent nine realms that have reached their ultimate state. The carefree Celestial Venerable, who created the Secret of Travel, also used it to venture into the realm of time, existing from the mythological era to this post-primordial age.

Within the Sacred Cliff, He Lang continuously evolved the Xingzi Secret Technique, and a Dao Diagram gradually appeared beneath his feet. Innate patterns intertwined beneath his feet, making He Lang seem to be walking through the gaps of time. The innate Dao Diagram spread towards the Wushi Emperor Formation, and he crossed the formation without sustaining any damage.

In just half a day, he had already mastered the Xingzi Secret Technique to the point of perfection, possessing astonishing speed. This caused the lid of the demon jar in his sea of ​​consciousness to tremble slightly. In the depths of the divine realm at the origin of the imperial weapon, a consciousness once again emitted a wave of surprised and doubtful consciousness.

In the distant, desolate forbidden land, a gaze, seemingly half-awake, turned towards the Sacred Cliff. The strange being within the Sacred Cliff appeared to sense this gaze, and a humanoid creature amidst a black wind instantly vanished into a canyon.

"The living supreme emperor..."

Outside the sacred cliff, an old Taoist priest dressed in a tattered robe and wearing a purple-gold hair crown was gazing at the cliff, his eyes filled with the scene near the stone coffin. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he rushed into the mountainside and disappeared.

The hazy gaze from beneath the desolate ancient forbidden ground swept over the sacred cliff once before disappearing, but the eeriness within did not resurface.

He Lang did not sense this gaze, and his arrogant laughter echoed from within the Sacred Cliff.

"I am indeed a prodigy born for the path of cultivation; who else but me can achieve immortality and seek the Dao?"

After mastering the Secret of the Word "Xing", He Lang stopped practicing this secret technique and returned to the stone coffin. His smile remained unchanged. Even though he knew that this was the Sacred Cliff and extremely dangerous, he couldn't help but shout loudly a few times in the Sacred Cliff.

"To attain immortality and seek the Dao, who else but me..."

The echoes reverberated endlessly through the vast, continuous mountain range of Shengya.

After a moment, He Lang looked into the distance, a puzzled expression on his face.

What's going on here? He's already so arrogant, why don't those things in the Holy Cliff come out and show him what's what!

"Could it be because I'm in the Imperial Formation that they dare not show themselves? You know what, that's actually a possibility."

After a moment's thought, He Lang decided to test the waters when he left. "I'm all set to enjoy the buffet. How can you not come out?"

"Forget it, let's devour the essence of this Holy Body senior first."

Seeing that there was no unusual movement inside the stone coffin, He Lang was relieved. The Dao patterns on the Three-Life Bronze Coffin were indeed too comprehensive.

Also!

If the Copper Coffin Master's ailments could be suppressed, then the Great Accomplished Holy Body would be even more formidable. Even if the Great Accomplished Holy Body were to undergo a zombie transformation, it wouldn't be as powerful as the Copper Coffin Master's zombie transformation. The ten ailments flowing from his ashes could suppress all the heavens throughout the ages, making him a being in the realm of the ultimate Dao.

Although the Dao pattern He Lang carved was only a wisp, far less powerful than the Three-Life Copper Coffin itself, the Great Completion Sacred Body didn't have the abnormal realm of the Copper Coffin Master, so it was just right.

He silently apologized, still holding great respect for He Lang's Great Accomplished Holy Body, but one thing at a time!

He recalled the lid of the Devouring Demon Jar that was suppressing the stone coffin, and then flipped the coffin lid aside. He stepped forward and peered into the stone coffin, where he found half a coffin filled with blood. Floating on the blood was an old man whose body was not decayed. He held a golden scepter, and an overwhelming killing intent emanated from him. However, before he could get close to He Lang, the killing intent was extinguished by the wisps of dark light emanating from the lid of the Demon Jar.

He Lang glanced at the lid of the Devouring Demon Jar and suddenly felt that there was something wrong with this half of the Emperor Weapon! However, now was not the time to study it, so He Lang suppressed his doubts.

He Lang looked at the old man and knew that this old man was the old saint of the Heavenly Court. The golden scepter was the Heavenly Court's heirloom treasure, a weapon of the Great Saint level.

The origin of a sage from ancient times is also quite good!

Without hesitation, He Lang activated the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, and streaks of dark light emerged from his crown chakra, condensing into a Great Dao Treasure Bottle that devoured the heavens and the earth, heading towards the corpse of the ancient sage.

Strands of the saint's essence, carrying with them corpse energy and killing intent, drifted out from the saint's corpse and surged towards He Lang, enveloping him within them.

The killing intent at the Saint level felt like a knife cutting into He Lang's primordial spirit. Just as his primordial spirit stepped out of his sea of ​​consciousness, intending to temper it with the Saint's killing intent hammer, a sudden change occurred.

The lid of the Devouring Demon Jar above his head fell down on its own and merged with the Great Dao Treasure Bottle. In an instant, a terrifying refining power completely purified the killing intent and corpse energy in the Heavenly Court Saint's essence. The pure Saint's essence then surged into He Lang's body, continuously tempering his physical body along the circulation route of the Devouring Demon Art.

He Lang: "..."

I said I felt something was off about the lid of the Devouring Demon Jar. It wasn't just off, it was really off!

Could it be that the fragments of the Ruthless Great Emperor's primordial spirit have been revived?

Although he had some guesses in his mind, He Lang was not flustered. He calmly operated the Devouring Heaven Demon Art to temper his physical body and primordial spirit with the essence of a saint, and transformed by bathing in the essence of a saint.

He captured many fragments of the Great Dao in his bloodline. These were the residual laws from the origin of the Heavenly Court Saints. He used these law fragments to temper his primordial spirit and comprehended some incomplete techniques of the Great Killing Technique.

Half an hour later, he completely refined the essence of this ancient sage of the Heavenly Court. The old man's immortal body, which had existed for hundreds of thousands of years, turned into ashes in the stone coffin, and his essence became the foundation for He Lang's cultivation path.

He Lang sat cross-legged in the void in front of the stone coffin. As he cultivated, two orbs of light appeared behind him, illuminating the void and radiating an aura that devoured all things.

Within a ball of light sat a grotesque, imposing figure of a fat Taoist priest. Behind him, one could vaguely see endless netherworld, teeming with deathly energy, as he cultivated alongside He Lang, breathing in and out the essence of a sage.

Meanwhile, the fat Taoist's phantom gradually became more and more similar to He Lang's figure during this process, shifting between the two.

Within a ball of light, a Chaos Green Lotus emerged, rooted in the chaos. Faintly visible around the Chaos Green Lotus were phenomena of creation and the beginning of the universe. The Chaos Green Lotus absorbed the essence of the sages, condensing into Dao runes within the chaos.

At this moment, after the Saint's origin was refined by him, another ball of light appeared around He Langren. The image of the Heavenly Court Killing Saint appeared in the ball of light, and strange phenomena of mountains of corpses and seas of blood appeared. The unparalleled killing intent made people tremble. The Heavenly Court Killing Saint was performing the great killing technique within it and refining the Saint's origin.

As He Lang cultivated, the phantoms within the three orbs of light gradually developed faint spiritual fluctuations, giving rise to spiritual consciousness—an incredibly eerie phenomenon.

He Lang sensed the changes within the ball of light, but instead of panicking, he was quite excited.

"The Dao Palace's spirit-nurturing project is finally complete! My idea was indeed feasible; fan fiction really did live up to my expectations."

After the phantoms in the three orbs of light developed consciousness, they did not make any other moves, but continued to refine the Saint's origin on their own. Every time they absorbed and released the origin, He Lang's physical body and primordial spirit were tempered and strengthened.

"I expended a lot of energy to reach this point, but it wasn't in vain. I can now begin to break through to the Four Extremes Secret Realm."