My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Wow--

Hui coughed up a mouthful of blood as soon as she landed, her spirits were low, and her breath was barely perceptible.

Hui is in a very bad state. Her meridians are ruptured, countless muscles and tendons are torn, her internal organs are displaced, and her body is covered in blood. She forcibly uses the little black true energy she has left to cover the key parts of her body. Hui does not want her body to be seen by other men, even if this body is not her original body.

"I never expected that the power generated by burning all of Yi Xian's soul would be so strong that even my innate-level body could not withstand it."

Hui underestimated the energy contained within Yixian's soul.

However, Hui also discovered that even the ashes of souls burned by the Guiming Yishangbao could be devoured by his own Void Soul, and could still increase the amount of Yixian.

It seems that the way the Guiming Battle Technique utilizes the power of the soul is fundamentally wrong; it merely turns a complete soul into ashes without utilizing the most essential aspects of the soul.

"Who?!"

Hui was deep in thought when she suddenly shouted and looked behind her.

It turned out that less than five meters behind Hui, there was a person standing there at some unknown time—an old man with a white beard, white hair, and a kind face.

Although the old man had white hair hanging down his back, wrinkles on his face, and wore the gray cloth clothes that ordinary people would wear, he did not have any fluctuations of true energy on his body and looked like a very ordinary old man.

But what a joke!

To appear so calmly on the battlefield where three innate masters were fighting to the death, without even a speck of dust on his cloth shoes, could such a person be an ordinary old man?

If the other party hadn't deliberately revealed a trace of their presence, Hui probably wouldn't have known that there was someone standing so close behind her.

Despite the pain coursing through her body, Hui didn't immediately reset her body with demi-human particles to trick the old man. Instead, she stared at him warily and asked, "Who are you?"

The old man looked Hui up and down and sighed, "You are a prodigy, but, what a pity, what a pity."

"Oh, what a pity. What a pity? Do you think I killed your beloved female disciple? Tiandaozi."

At this moment, Hui realized who the other person was.

In the world today, all the innate martial artists except myself are dead. Only the legendary Heavenly Realm expert, Tian Daozi, possesses this level of skill.

"I killed Nangong Bingqing. Come on, I can still fight!"

After Hui finished speaking, she said that the demi-human particles were ready and that she would reset her body the moment Tiandaozi made his move, and then instantly burn a string of souls to unleash a Return to the Netherworld Burst.

Although he failed to become a god, Hui also discovered that "the ability to reset the body with demi-human particles" had changed from a passive skill after death to an active skill while alive.

In other words, as long as Hui has this thought, the demi-human particle will reset its own body and remove all negative effects while Hui is alive.

'I wonder if I can outwit and kill those supposedly legendary Celestial Realm experts?'

Her eyes gleamed with the excitement and madness of battle, a stark contrast to her fragmented body and barely perceptible weakness.

Even the Heavenly Dao Child, who had lived for hundreds of years, looked surprised and said, "Young friend, you are indeed fierce, no, fearless. Even though you are now powerless, you will not give an inch. You will not lose face even if you lose the opponent. This will makes me solemn."

However, Hui only knew that she had been described as "fierce" throughout, so her beautiful eyes turned cold, and she was very unhappy: "Pah, you old hag, you're the fierce one, your whole family is fierce..."

No girl likes being called tough, even if her behavior is indeed tough, she still doesn't like being called that.

"Why waste so much time? Isn't it all about avenging Nangong Bingqing? Let's do it!"

Having said that, Hui was now fully focused, ready to seize the moment when Tiandaozi was most relaxed and to ruthlessly trick him.

However, to Hui's surprise...

Tiandaozi did not make a move.

"Young friend, there's no need to be nervous. I'm not here to seek revenge."

"What? You're not going to take revenge? I killed your only disciple."

Hui asked in surprise, but her vigilance did not relax at all. After all, who knew what this old pervert who had lived for hundreds of years was thinking?

"I originally wanted to take revenge, but now I have no such intention."

"why?"

"Because you have already used the Return to the Underworld Battle Technique, your death is inevitable. Perhaps your soul is naturally stronger than that of ordinary people, which allowed you to avoid dying on the spot."

However, the soul torn apart by the Netherworld Battle Technique will continue to disintegrate. Your death is inevitable, perhaps in a day, perhaps in a month, perhaps in a year... You don't have much time left." Tiandaozi explained slowly.

'I see!'

Hui understood upon hearing this; it turned out that even experts at the Celestial Realm level couldn't perceive the true nature of their own soul.

"and,"

Tiandaozi continued, giving Hui a meaningful look.

"In this era of the decline of martial arts, to be able to reach this level at less than 15 years old is an amazing talent."

Even in ancient times, your talent would be among the top tier, destined to lead an era.

It's just a pity that you were born in this degenerate age.

In fact, Tian Daozi had already arrived at the scene when Hui and Tianji Laozu and Xiahou Dun were fighting fiercely.

At this moment, he discovered that Nangong Bingqing was dead.

He originally wanted revenge, but when he saw that Hui was only fifteen years old and had such martial arts skills, he did not hesitate to use the Returning to the Underworld Battle Technique to fight to the death when faced with a certain death crisis.

This made him cherish it.

Seeing that Tiandaozi was not going to make a move, Hui secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Hui had no intention of killing Tiandaozi, after all, even if she worked herself to death to kill him, the amount of soul string she could obtain would only be 1.

It's simply not worth it.

but,

What does "the Dharma-ending Age" mean?

Hui voiced the question that had been lingering in her mind.

"Didn't you feel it?"

"What did you feel?"

"There is no more Qi in the air within a radius of ten thousand miles around this capital city."

Tian Daozi's words startled Hui. After carefully considering the situation, Hui realized that it was indeed as Tian Daozi had said.

"The battle you just fought will leave this entire region devoid of Qi for a whole month. The Qi in this world is disappearing."

Tiandaozi dropped a bombshell.

"Why is this happening?" Hui asked.

Tiandaozi sighed deeply, appearing as if he had aged considerably, and said:

"I don't know. According to records in ancient ruins, this phenomenon has lasted for 100,000 years."

Ten thousand years ago, in the ancient times, the world was filled not with Qi, but with True Qi.

At this point, Tiandaozi's eyes were filled with boundless longing:

"That era was the golden age of martial arts. Legend has it that martial arts could lead to divine powers. The most powerful martial artists of that era could even cross the forbidden zones of extraterrestrial life with their bare bodies, break through star paths, and travel to all the myriad realms!"

At this moment, Tiandaozi seemed to have all his strength drained away, his expression desolate, and his deep voice continued to ring out: "However, later, the world underwent a great change, and the true energy of all the heavens and myriad realms disappeared in an instant. In our realm, the true energy disappeared completely in a short period of a thousand years, and was replaced by Qi that was infinitely diluted from the true energy. This realm thus entered the ancient era."

Although there was no true qi in ancient times, there was still plenty of vital energy (qi). But now, even vital energy is almost completely depleted.

After Tiandaozi finished speaking, Hui was stunned, her mind racing with thoughts:

'All the heavens and myriad realms?!'

Do not!

The myriad realms mentioned by Tiandaozi are not other worlds, but rather other planets.

The so-called forbidden zone for extraterrestrial life should refer to outer space.

That's right, that must be it. After all, even someone who was just a beginner martial artist could overcome gravity and stand on the void. It wouldn't be surprising if powerful martial artists of that era could traverse outer space with their physical bodies.

And what exactly is this so-called "star path"? Is it some kind of method of forcibly creating a black hole, or perhaps some kind of interstellar travel...?

"And then what happened? With the true energy gone, were the martial artists of this planet, no, this domain, just sitting and waiting to die?"

Perhaps because he hoped someone would share this ancient secret with him, or perhaps because he admired wisdom, Tiandaozi patiently explained: "Of course not. The records in the ruins state that all the major martial arts forces at that time united to build a starship that could traverse the forbidden zone of life, carrying all the martial artists of that time away from this region. From then on, the martial arts of this region completely declined."

Looking at Hui, who remained silent for a long time, Tiandaozi seemed to recall the shock and confusion he felt when he learned of this tragedy from the ancient ruins.

This realm has no future.

"It's a rare opportunity for us to meet. Is there anything else you'd like to ask? I can answer it for you."

Hui raised her head and asked, "Just how powerful is the Celestial Realm?"

Tiandaozi was taken aback, sighed, and said:

"Celestial beings, celestial beings, the so-called celestial beings is what the ancient human race called themselves. At that time, humans believed that they were the most intelligent of all things, the chosen ones, so they called themselves celestial beings."

There was no such thing as innate talent in that era, or rather, once a martial artist sensed the Qi, he was considered to have innate talent!

As for the so-called Celestial Realm, it was the first realm that people of that era formally entered into the martial arts path, called the Foundation Realm.

As for how powerful the Foundation Establishment Realm is...

That's about fifty times stronger than what's now called "innate" strength.

"Fifty times!" Hui exclaimed in surprise.

However, Tiandaozi continued, "So what if it's fifty times? In this era, the so-called Celestial Realm is just a fish trapped in the mud, barely clinging to life."

"What do you mean?"

Hui found it hard to believe that a martial artist at the Celestial Realm, revered by all martial artists in the world, would say that he was merely clinging to life.

"The Celestial Realm was the Foundation Realm in that era, the first major realm of martial arts."

However, the people of that era breathed in every breath of air that was pure true qi. In other words, the Foundation Establishment Realm was a state that was only formed under conditions of unimaginably abundant true qi. Therefore, a Foundation Establishment Realm martial artist needed that ancient environment where every breath was filled with true qi just to maintain their cultivation level.

In this day and age, where can you find so much true energy to breathe?

Staying in an environment lacking true qi for an extended period will only cause a Dao Foundation Realm martial artist's cultivation to decline.

Perhaps because Hui was certain to die, Tiandaozi even told Hui this secret.

"Then your cultivation level didn't drop?" Hui asked doubtfully.

"Heh, I'm just hiding on the top of Tianshan Mountain, in those places where there's still a little bit of pure true energy, waiting to die."