He could roughly guess the reason for that late-stage Divine Infant going insane.
Presumably, with arrogance in his strength, he entered the sect, only to be infected into a Rusted Sword Slave during the battle. Yet he barely maintained some sanity, then slowly left the courtyard, arrived at the Sword Testing Stone, and managed to reverse escape back to the mortal realm, but became mad as a result.
As for himself, if it weren’t for his Divine Soul being far superior to a normal late-stage Divine Infant, he might have ended up just like Qiu Baiwei upon entering the courtyard.
This trial was actually not prepared for the Divine Infant Cultivators, but for the Divinity Transformation Cultivators.
He was able to pass because of his strong Divine Soul.
Now that he’s passed, Song Yan’s gains are quite abundant.
He can feel his Spiritual Power has made significant progress. Even though the "Four Noble Demon Monk" hasn’t further advanced, and "Demon Mother’s Five Locks" hasn’t reached the extreme nine, the power from completing the "Heart Demon Sword Prison Courtyard Trial" has thoroughly pushed him into the Divine Soul Power of the Divinity Transformation Level.
Combined with his body comparable to "Netherworld Corpse Ghoul," even though his realm hadn’t increased, both his body and Divine Soul are no different from a true Divinity Transformation.
If he were to break through Divinity Transformation, he might directly leap forward to become a prominent figure in the Divinity Transformation Realm, and although not necessarily invincible in the same realm, he would be a terrifying genius.
At this moment, Song Yan looked deeper into the corridor and saw a towering black sect hall amid the distant clouds and mist.
Apparently, that sect hall is the "Hall" of "Heart Demon Sword Prison," and is the second trial here.
"Return."
Song Yan didn’t rush ahead, stopping while he was ahead.
Good Corpse leisurely returned to his body.
The feeling of a complete Divine Soul made him feel at ease, body and mind.
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...
Song Yan took a few days to consolidate his new power, then relaxed by lying on the cracked ground, looking up at the stars.
He cleared his mind, raised his hand, and pointed at the stars with his fingers.
Knowing there was nothing beyond the sky, he still pointed at those false stars of unknown origin, silently counting, "One, two, three..."
He counted for a while, then slightly turned his head to look at Ling Xiaoxiao who was focused on cultivation, and the surrounding Demon Beasts.
"Xiaoxiao."
He called softly.
Ling Xiaoxiao opened her eyes at the sound and replied, "Senior Brother?"
Song Yan saw she wasn’t cultivating and pulled the petite lady over.
Ling Xiaoxiao had long accepted this old demon as her dao companion, although at this moment, her eyes nervously looked at the surrounding Demon Beasts. Even without speaking, her eyes were filled with "Senior Brother, so many beasts are watching."
Song Yan laughed.
He just pulled the little girl into his arms, lay her small head on his arm, and watched the stars together. That’s all.
This was something he always did to relax after cultivation or battle.

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