Song Yan clenched his five fingers tightly, gave a fierce tug, and squeezed!
Boom!!!
Half of the elder was directly crushed into a pile of minced meat by him, his True Domain destroyed, erupting in a devastatingly scorching heat, but it clashed back and forth in Song Yan’s palm, unable to escape.
In an instant, the elder... was dead!
Song Yan glanced at the price of what the small white hand had taken.
Not much at all.
The difference in power between him and the elder wasn’t significant, or perhaps the elder was even weaker. He just couldn’t figure out the elder’s bizarre technique of "splitting in two".
Thus, the hand that had just killed the elder suddenly continued along the not yet fully healed Tumor Realm passage outward.
The Celestial Demons originally saw the space connecting the Sea of Suffering and the outside world crack and planned to flee quickly. At that moment, seeing the great hand whistling through, they dodged aside like ants.
Boom!
Boom boom boom!!
Song Yan’s hand reached outside.
In battle, he never had the habit of stopping just short.
The hand shrank rapidly under the sunlight.
But Song Yan’s Divine Sense had already detected the half-bodied elder gnawing on his avatar.
Song Yan was extremely surprised, because this elder had split from the very same body as the previous elder, yet why was his power exactly the same!
But surprise was just surprise.
Returning courtesy was essential.
To reduce surface contact with the sunlight, he transformed his palm into a fist and blasted down towards the elder.
A cold voice articulated word by word: "This punch, will certainly kill."
In the void, the fist crashed down with a bang, a faint layer of pale white appeared on the fist as if Wa Saint’s little white hand had overlapped with his.
Boom!!
The half-bodied elder gnawing on his avatar, dead!
This time the cost was very high, but for Song Yan, who was in the Sea of Suffering with endless substitute deaths, it was still acceptable.
He retracted his hand and looked again at the elder’s shattered remains in the Sea of Suffering.
In a moment...
He thought to himself: ’Use this as a resource for cultivation.’
Information emerged: [The corpse of the Mad Soldier cannot be used for cultivation]
In the next instant, this creature referred to as a "Mad Soldier" disintegrated into ashes...
Han Weizi had originally thought about going on an adventure with her lord, after all, staying in closed cultivation for so many years without going anywhere can be boring, but when she saw this creature, she jumped in fright and asked: "My lord, what is that?"
Song Yan replied indifferently: "Mad Soldier."
Having said that, he looked at Ning Yunmiao and asked: "Senior Sister, do you have more information?"
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...
A moment later...
Ning Yunmiao had already explained many details she knew, then summarized: "Mad Soldier, Mad General, Mad Marquis, Mad Emperor, Mad Saint... These are legendary creatures said to exist within the Nine Heavens."
"I’ve heard Grandpa and some seniors from Sword Palace say that Purple Cloud Heaven is actually very large, so large that it’s bigger than the Great Thousand Worlds. Although we World Spirit Cultivators can traverse thousands of miles in a single step, stepping across lands, if we want to take a stroll in Purple Cloud Heaven, who knows how many years it would take, it could be tens of millions, maybe billions, tens of billions, hundreds of billions of years, or even never end..."
"The terrain here isn’t like a starry sky, but a flat expanse of land, endless, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and so does the Taiyin. However, as you walk through here, what you used to see as an endless number of pavilions and terraces, an endless number of Immortal Palace forces, has become a series of collapsing buildings."
"Grandpa also said, there might not just be one Great Thousand Worlds, but many. These numerous Great Thousand Worlds are all connected to the Nine Heavens.
The Nine Heavens are unique, and for the Nine Heavens, the strongest from the Great Thousand Worlds coming here is just like coming from the Lower Realm to the Upper Realm. Hence, it’s immensely vast here, and extremely complex, with many dangers."
"Let’s not talk about the Mad Saint for now, but the Mad Soldier, Mad General, Mad Marquis, and even the Mad Emperor are likely powerful figures from the original Nine Heavens or strong figures who came from the Great Thousand Worlds to this place."
Song Yan said: "Then the deceased wish of Senior Gu Mohan to enlighten the Sea of Suffering, wouldn’t it be as difficult as reaching the heavens?"
One must remember the place he descended is just the Sea of Suffering corresponding to the bottom of his Great Thousand Worlds...
If there exist many other Great Thousand Worlds, he can’t imagine how arduous it would be to enlighten this Sea of Suffering.
He looked at the vortex in front of him, the fragrance of flowers paving the way downward, penetrating deeper into the Eighth Heaven’s Sea of Suffering.
The brief encounter had given him a sliver of insight into the offensive of the "Profound Yellow Four Realms".
’Since it’s a competition of True Domains, then...’
’Naturally, the more Taiyin and Taiyang, the better.’
Song Yan sat quietly for a moment, gathering substitute deaths with his Divine Forms Demon Body once again, then extended his large hand, reaching out towards the outside world through the Tumor Realm, uttering word by word: "This grab, will definitely grasp a wisp of Taiyang Fire for me to cultivate in safety."
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...
In a moment, twenty years flashed by.
Song Yan tried countless ways, but he discovered the number "nine" was the limit.
Within him, there existed nine yin and nine yang, totaling eighteen True Flames.


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