With his primordial spirit back in place, and the lingering fear of surviving the ordeal still present, Li Hanshan forced himself to calm down.

He looked down and inward.

Deep within the dantian, the primordial spirit and physical body had completed half of their fusion. At the center of this fusion, the wisp of primordial void and the pure yang true flame floated silently, one formless and the other tangible, interdependent.

The Void Seed is the core substance that naturally condenses when the primordial spirit and physical body unite. For ordinary cultivators, condensing the Dao Seed is a natural process, and the day the Dao Seed takes shape is the day they break through to the Void Refinement stage.

But as Li Hanshan looked at that wisp of void origin, an almost insane thought popped into his mind.

For an ordinary cultivator, the birth of a wisp of Void Origin from their Void Dao Seed is already an incredible stroke of luck.

The wisp in his hand was the true origin, directly intercepted from the deepest part of the void.

If it is used as a seed...

What grade is this Void Dao Seed?

Li Hanshan licked his chapped lips.

Just do it.

He carefully guided that wisp of primordial void towards the center where his primordial spirit and physical body merged—

As soon as they got close, something unexpected happened.

The seemingly docile void essence suddenly began to struggle violently, and an indescribable terrifying power exploded from it, instantly tearing open a hideous rift between the newly joined primordial spirit and physical body!

"puff--"

Li Hanshan coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale.

Come again.

The second time, he enveloped the void origin with pure yang true flame and slowly approached—the true flame and the origin touched, and the two fought each other like natural enemies. Purple gold and formlessness exploded in his dantian, and the pain made his vision go black.

The third time. The fourth time.

For seven days and seven nights in total.

Li Hanshan couldn't remember how many times he had failed. The rift between his primordial spirit and physical body tore open and then healed, healed and then tore open again. His meridians were repeatedly ravaged by the two forces, as if being cut piece by piece with a dull knife.

Yin Yue woke up once.

She tried to get up, but he pressed her back down.

"I'll take care of the rest myself." He tucked her robes back in, covered her with the blanket, and said in an unquestionable tone, "You go to sleep."

Yin Yue looked at his pale face, hesitated to speak, and finally just turned her head away and softly hummed in agreement.

Her body really couldn't withstand a second round of that kind of draining.

tenth day.

After failing for the nine hundredth time, Li Hanshan finally stopped. He slumped onto the couch, his clothes soaked with cold sweat, but his eyes shone with a frightening intensity.

He realized he had made a mistake.

The Void Origin is an "inanimate object"; it has no will, only instinct—it instinctively rejects all "form" and "matter." To tame it, brute force will not work, nor will suppression with true flames.

What it needs is a "soul".

A wisp of spirit that can communicate with it and regard it as a part of itself.

And the fusion of spirit and soul—

Li Hanshan slowly raised his head and looked towards the cabin door.

"Xiao An".

A moment later, a dark blue figure floated in.

"Senior?!" Xiao An was startled as soon as she entered the room. "How did you get injured like this—"

"Help me," Li Hanshan said succinctly.

He briefly explained his situation and plans. As Xiao An listened, her emerald green eyes widened, and by the end, a rare blush rose on her translucent face.

"A fusion of souls..."

"right."

"Senior Yinyue...did she agree...?"

"She's asleep," Li Hanshan said matter-of-factly. "Your soul and my primordial spirit have been working together for many years. In terms of compatibility, there's no one else in the world like you."

Xiao An: "..."

Her face flushed, she spun around three times, and finally, steeling herself, floated to the bedside.

Xiao An took a deep breath, and the dark blue soul slowly transformed into a wisp of smoke, which adhered to his brow and melted into it.

-

Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness.

The Pure Yang Primordial Spirit sat cross-legged, its body covered in cracks, like a piece of gold porcelain that had been cracked and then glued back together. Opposite the Primordial Spirit, Xiao An's soul slowly condensed into form, curiously examining this world that she had sensed many times but had never truly "entered."

"Your sea of ​​consciousness is much larger than before."

"Let's get down to business first."

The two divine souls slowly approached and merged.

Without the obstruction of the physical body, without the shackles of meridians, this is a more thorough union than dual cultivation. Xiao An's soul power, like cool spring water, surged into his riddled primordial spirit, smoothing out the cracks one by one; Li Hanshan's divine sense, in turn, enveloped her soul body, the two soul powers intertwined, perfectly integrated.

"Senior, I've arrived."

"Um."

Xiao An's divine sense guided that wisp of void origin, while Li Hanshan's primordial spirit completely opened its arms, no longer suppressing or forcibly fusing—but instead, in the most authentic form of its soul, slowly opening itself to that wisp of origin.

The very source trembled slightly.

It saw for the first time what this wisp of soul looked like: resilient, warm, scarred, yet always holding its head high.

The resistance gradually loosened.

Just as the two forces were about to truly merge—

"babble?!"

A scream came from outside the cabin.

Immediately afterward, a muffled thud sounded, as if something had smashed open the hatch. A snow-white shadow tumbled in, stumbling and crawling—it was the little beast. Its golden fur was bristling, and its dark eyes were filled with anxiety. It circled the bed twice, then suddenly opened its mouth—

"vomit."

A milky white, almost transparent substance was spat out of its mouth.

The lump was only the size of a thumb, soft and glutinous, like a freshly baked rice cake, with fine golden patterns flowing on its surface, emitting an indescribable fragrance—just one whiff of it caused Li Hanshan's riddled meridians to tremble with pleasure.

"This is……"

Li Hanshan's pupils contracted.

origin.

Pure, primordial power devoid of any attributes.

This little thing, after consuming demon cores and sea creatures for so many years, has actually refined such a "omnipotent" source within its own belly!

Before he could react, the white essence had already "whooshed" into his brow, plunging through the channel of soul fusion into the center of the stalemate between the two forces—

In an instant, it was like a red-hot iron shovel piercing into a piece of iron that was about to cool down.

Wherever the white origin passed, the repulsion of the void origin, the arrogance of the pure yang true flame, the cracks in the primordial spirit, the tearing of the physical body—everything was gently glued together, wrapped, and kneaded into a whole.

A "seed" slowly takes shape in the deepest part where the primordial spirit and the physical body are fused.

It is not an ordinary Void Dao Seed.

Its surface is half covered with flowing purple-gold flame patterns, and half with an intangible and intangible void texture. At the boundary between the two, a circle of milky white light slowly flows, like a jade snake holding a dragon's tail.

The purplish-gold seed leaped gently.

boom--!

With a deafening roar that only Li Hanshan could hear, the barrier between the Nascent Soul and Void Refinement realms collapsed.

An indescribably powerful aura surged from his body, piercing through the cabin, through the airship, and crashing straight into the sky above!

Meanwhile.

Outside the airship, the once peaceful sky suddenly turned dark.

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