Gazing at the eerie mountainous terrain built from countless coffins before him, the chilling cold wind that swept towards him slightly lifted Qi Xiu's lapels.

Narrowing his eyes, he deployed the Observing Qi Skill to scrutinize Hundred Coffin Mountain, eager to understand what kind of force could preserve the last vestige of life for those buried here. Under the special black-and-white intertwined vision, an ancient bridge suddenly appeared over Hundred Coffin Mountain. It spanned two lands, one end here and the other extending into the unknown distance. Numerous figures stirred, gathering at the head of the bridge. Some squatted on the ground, some paced back and forth, and others hesitantly stepped onto the bridge, seemingly preparing to walk towards the other side.

Is it because of this ancient bridge...

Upon realizing the source of Hundred Coffin Mountain's ability to preserve the final trace of life, the purple hue in Qi Xiu's eyes slowly receded. He no longer wasted time and continued towards this coffin-laden mountain with Tuo Zhou.

「A quarter of an hour later.」

"Finally arrived."

Looking up at the continuous mountain range towering thousands of meters high, completely made from countless weathered ancient coffins, Tuo Zhou's eyes relaxed. Although he had been here hundreds, even thousands of times, none were more thrilling than this. Meng Po, White Impermanence... He had encountered all these terrifying denizens of the netherworld head-on. After this ordeal, I need to rest for a good three months. The excitement was too much.

"You think carefully, this person's coffin is buried in..."

Diverting his gaze from Hundred Coffin Mountain, Qi Xiu subconsciously waved his hand, trying to use water vapor to condense Wei Wujie's likeness. However, after raising his hand, he suddenly remembered that his memory of this Taoist Method had been erased. Shaking his head slightly, Qi Xiu had no choice but to take out ink and brush from the Golden Cry Jade Beads. He then sketched Wei Wujie's appearance on the spot.

"This person, where is his coffin buried? It was about a month ago."

Handing Wei Wujie's portrait to Tuo Zhou, Qi Xiu asked in a calm voice.

"This person... let me think..."

Frowning as he took the drawing, Tuo Zhou's gaze grew thoughtful. He occasionally looked up at Hundred Coffin Mountain before them, as if recalling the route he had taken previously.

"I remember now! This person was brought here by a somewhat crazed woman. He was severely wounded, his vitality as thin as a thread, half a foot already in the netherworld. By the time he reached Half Step Beyond, he was already lying in the coffin and was pulled along by me all the way. I chose his burial place."

Remembering Wei Wujie's burial site, Tuo Zhou immediately led Qi Xiu up Hundred Coffin Mountain. The mountain path was rugged, entirely paved with coffin lids, and the decaying wood creaked underfoot. After continuing along the meandering upward path for several miles, a pile of haphazardly stacked coffins came into Qi Xiu's view.

Quickly stepping forward, Tuo Zhou moved a relatively newer coffin from the pile and inwardly pursed his lips. He had thought this man would have no kin seeking him. So after pulling the coffin up the mountain, he just casually tossed it here. Fortunately, I didn't just drop him off at the mountain base out of laziness; otherwise, I would have been in trouble.

Giving Qi Xiu a rueful smile, Tuo Zhou wiped the dust off the coffin lid with his sleeve. "It's this one."

Stepping up to the coffin that held Wei Wujie, Qi Xiu reached out to open it, but Tuo Zhou beside him spoke out, "Adept, wait. Once this coffin is opened, the preserved vitality within will rapidly disperse, and the person inside will be gone. If you are not completely certain, you might want to think it over."

Having managed Half Step Beyond for over a hundred years, Tuo Zhou couldn't remember how many people he had brought here. Most of them clung to the hope that one day their relatives and friends would bring spiritual medicine and treasures to prolong their lives. Yet, this hope nearly always turned into a vain and empty delusion. In these hundred years, no one had ever left Hundred Coffin Mountain alive.

Nodding lightly, Qi Xiu flicked his sleeve and lifted the lid of the coffin before him.

Inside the coffin, a body entirely covered with growing vines and flowers, resembling a wooden statue, lay flat. As the lid opened, an assault of leaves shot towards Qi Xiu like a torrential rain, slicing through the void and creating fissures.

"HMPH!"

With a frosty countenance, Qi Xiu swept away the incoming leaves with his sleeve and flicked his fingers. Several Suppressing Talismans immediately flew out, pressing down and stilling the subsequent tumult.

Feeling Qi Xiu's gaze upon him, Tuo Zhou quickly waved his hands. "I didn't do this! When this man reached Half Step Beyond, half his body had already turned to wood. The Yin coffin could only preserve his last breath of life, not stop the progression of his injuries. These vines must have grown after he was placed in the coffin."

"I know it wasn't you; you don't have such abilities. This is the work of a Dao Body Realm expert."

With purple light swirling in his eyes, Qi Xiu peered into Wei Wujie's vital energy. He was almost certain that the one who had injured his Eldest Senior Brother was a Dao Expert. If Second Senior Sister, Nangong Qingqiu, hadn't come up with this extraordinary strategy of bringing Wei Wujie to Half Step Beyond and burying him in Hundred Coffin Mountain, Wei Wujie would likely have completely transformed into a vine-person. We need to find a way to first remove these parasitic demonic vines from Eldest Senior Brother's body.

His gaze swept over the eerie and unsettling vine leaves and flowers. Qi Xiu pursed his lips and stretched out his right hand, which had not yet fully healed. The methods of a Dao Expert... It seems relying on Suppressing Talismans to eradicate them in a short time won't work. And Eldest Senior Brother's vitality has already begun to dissipate. There's no time to delay. This has to be a quick battle.

Clutching his right hand, a vast and majestic brilliance instantly leaked from between his fingers. Qi Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly and shouted in a low voice, "Command! Banish evil and uphold righteousness!"

At his command, the surrounding air seemed to solidify, filled with a sense of oppression. The demonic vine felt this pressure and twisted in agony, but an immense, unseen power surged forth and directly acted upon it, ripping it straight out from Wei Wujie's body.

The demonic vine, like black tentacles, writhed and twisted in the void as its roots were pulled one by one from Wei Wujie's body. In an instant, a large bunch of demonic vines was violently peeled off, revealing Wei Wujie's flesh, riddled with soybean-sized bloody holes—marks of the previous parasitic infestation.

BUZZ—

The void trembled. The entire clump of demonic vines instantly dissipated into ash. The scattering embers continued to twist, trying to regenerate, but were utterly extinguished by the sweeping Power of Heaven and Earth. At the same time, a pained gasp echoed from within the void.

"Ugh..."

The moment the demonic vines were removed, Qi Xiu's complexion changed. He let out a muffled grunt and suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose; thick, bright red blood flowed down through his fingers. His entire right arm now looked as if it had been slashed by a thousand knives. Alarming cracks, deep enough to reveal bone, covered it. Using the Command Talisman twice in a row, the intense backlash had added injury to injury.

It seems that two uses of the Command Talisman are the limit for a period. A third time would likely cause irreversible disability.

Quietly noting this experience, Qi Xiu wiped the blood from his face and then took out the precious box that Daoist Priest Yunqing had given him from the Golden Cry Jade Beads. Upon opening the treasure box, he saw two lychee-sized pills, purple-gold in color, with a crystal-like texture. They subtly circulated nine vast arcs of Lei Mang, making the surrounding void feel numb and fervently hot.

"Nine Extremes Apocalyptic Thunder Relics?!"

Seeing the pills encircled with nine strands of lightning, Qi Xiu's pupils suddenly constricted. This is a supreme Treasure Medicine that only a Primordial Spirit powerhouse can refine! As long as one isn't dead, even with only a single breath remaining, consuming this pill can instantly make one spring up, full of life, and even advance one's Cultivation.

Qi Xiu had read about this Treasure Medicine in Daoist Yunxiong's notebook. When Daoist Yunxiong was transcending to the Dao Body Realm, his physical body was almost completely destroyed, and his soul was severely injured; he was half a step through the gates of death. In the end, it was precisely the Nine Extremes Apocalyptic Thunder Relics that brought him back to life and led to his accomplishments today.

Sect Master is truly generous. Although Daoist Priest Yunqing is an Elder within the sect, his seniority and status are not much different from Daoist Yunxiong's. The chances of him possessing such precious Primordial Spirit Great Medicine are very slim, and yet he had two. Therefore, these two Primordial Spirit Great Medicines could only have come from the hands of the Supreme Sect Leader Dongfang Qing.

With a smile, Qi Xiu then took out a Nine Extremes Apocalyptic Thunder Relic and placed it into Wei Wujie's mouth. With this Divine Medicine, Eldest Senior Brother's life should be saved.

As the Divine Medicine was ingested, the next moment, fierce electric arcs suddenly erupted from the 48,000 pores beneath Wei Wujie's skin! They were like raging rivers, violently shooting outward, forming dazzling beams of Lei Mang that were blinding to behold. At the same time, brilliant radiance also burst forth from his seven orifices. His eyes shone like pearls illuminating the night sky, streams of golden-bordered white qi flowed from his nostrils, rays of dawn twinkled from his mouth and nose, and silvery light blossomed from his earlobes. These lights intertwined to form a bright and splendid aura, enveloping him within, as though he were in a self-contained world of light. At this moment, his entire body seemed to be gradually consumed and transformed by the light, so much so that even his shadow melted into the radiance, becoming ethereal. It was as if he were no longer a mortal with a physical body, but rather a divine Incarnation imbued with the power of thunder.

"What did you give him?" Unable to bear the light emanating from Wei Wujie's body, Tuo Zhou asked in shock and disbelief.

Standing with his hands behind his back, Qi Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly. His gaze, trembling faintly, remained fixed on his Eldest Senior Brother, who was undergoing a rebirth. The medicine's power is immense. The Nine Extremes Apocalyptic Thunder Relic has almost entirely disintegrated Eldest Senior Brother's physical body and then reconstituted it. Each and every piece of flesh has been infused with the most yang, most resilient, purest, and most refined thunderous power.

The process of revival and rebirth lasted for a total of forty-nine hours. When the radiance bursting from Wei Wujie finally retracted into his body, he violently opened his eyes. He abruptly sat up from the coffin, looking anxious and shouting loudly, "Qingqiu, hurry and leave! They are trying to summon the Outer Realm Evil God!"

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