Deep within the cave mansion, Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged on the ground, the Protective Thunder Light gradually thinning and fading until it completely disappeared.

At that moment, his flesh was exposed to the outside without any defense.

Zhao Sheng's move was certainly a bold and imaginative one, attempting to use the extremely harsh surroundings to grind his flesh and will.

As it turned out, this was a cost-free yet highly effective method of Body Refinement.

The extreme cold and vacuum of the Outer Void, along with the omnipresent Void Radiance, used his flesh as a battlefield to engage in endless "battles" with each Primordial Cell.

Countless aging Primordial Cells perished every moment, yet simultaneously, a vast number of new-generation Primordial Cells rapidly emerged, often stronger and more adapted to the outer environment than the previous generation.

In just a single hour, Zhao Sheng felt his flesh grow slightly stronger than before, and even the Primordial Cell Will was greatly weakened, unwittingly making assimilation easier for him.

As the Moonlight Star soared over the endless ocean beyond the Divine Continent, the Space-Time Beacon in Zhao Sheng's mind became extremely vague, flickering as if it might vanish at any moment.

"...Reaching the teleportation limit in just three million miles? Ah, the Golden Core Realm cultivation is ultimately too low," Zhao Sheng murmured to himself with a hint of regret as he slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot without a trace.

Half a month later,

The weather turned cold, and the north wind howled.

In a silkworm room of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion, Zhao Sheng stood before a Jade Vase, quietly observing six cocoons at the bottom of the vase.

The exterior of these cocoons was ash-black, about the size of eggs, and although they lay motionless, they faintly emitted a subtle ferocity.

Beside him, Chen Shou exclaimed in amazement, "Master, the six Devouring Immortal Silkworms started cocooning a day ago. In the past half year, they have consumed the flesh equivalent to three Qiankun Bags, with a total weight exceeding twenty thousand jin. It's simply unbelievable!"

Chen Shou was still too young and narrow-minded, utterly unaware of the countless more mystical and incredible miraculous lifeforms existing in All Universes.

Zhao Sheng, of course, was not as inexperienced as him, only showing slight surprise.

"You did well, and the Master has a reward," Zhao Sheng took the six cocoons, praised him, and then rewarded him with a bottle of Second-order Essence Spirit Pill.

Chen Shou, moved to tears with gratitude, repeatedly bowed in ceremony.

Zhao Sheng nodded, gave him some other instructions, and then left the silkworm room to return to the Cultivation Room and continue his secluded cultivation.

Ten days later, the Cultivation Room was suffused with a full room of purple hue, Zhao Sheng levitated in a cross-legged position, occasionally casting out strands of pure Thunder Element, continuously integrating them into the three Violet Thunder Pools suspended mid-air, maintaining their form.

At this moment, a Yellow Gourd floated and sank within the depths of the Thunder Pool, its mouth continuously absorbing the surrounding Thunder Light, and the outer wall of the gourd faintly exuded a layer of purple radiance, looking increasingly translucent and gentle, much like a Jade Gourd carved from jade.

Meanwhile, within the depths of the two other Thunder Pools, a three-foot wooden sword, entirely charred black, floated and sank.

The wooden sword hummed continuously, its blade swelling and shrinking, sometimes as large as a giant beam, other times as fine as an ox's hair, glowing lustrously while a faint aura of supreme hardness and Supreme Yang emanated from the sword.

After a long time, a strand of green spirit light suddenly pierced through the walls, scattering into a large expanse of green haze that filled the entire stone room upon reaching the Upper Sky of the Cultivation Room.

At that moment, a Divine Thought containing subtle information descended with the green haze and surged into his mind.

Then,

The thunder within the stone room abruptly ceased, the three Violet Thunder Pools paused, and Zhao Sheng suddenly opened his eyes. With a slight motion of his mind, he watched as the two swords and a gourd shot back and were effortlessly tucked into his sleeve.

Afterward, he stretched his body, lightly landed his feet on the ground, and then walked to the stone gate, pushing it open and stepping out.

A moment later, Zhao Sheng arrived at Feihong Cave and successfully met Fei Hong Ancestor.

As expected, Chen Mingxue accompanied the Ancestor. At this moment, his appearance had drastically changed, his once gray hair completely turned black, all wrinkles vanished, and his skin became smooth and taut, making him seem as if he had instantly returned to the age of twenty.

However, his eyes were lifeless, his body stood motionless, and he seemed as indifferent as a piece of wood, even when Zhao Sheng walked in.

Zhao Sheng withdrew his gaze, stepped forward to salute, "Chen Xi greets Ancestor!"

Fei Hong Ancestor nodded, allowing him to dispense with formalities, and went straight to the purpose of summoning him.

Sure enough, just as expected!

The Ancestor's Divine Wood Avatar had successfully parasitized and now impatiently wanted to enter the Burial Immortal Ruins to experience an even more mystical vast world.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng gladly accepted the mission.

Seven or eight breaths later, an ancient, boundless, and mysterious chant echoed from within the tree hole: "吾䭃爥䙷䁕枍...実鵼澬䬕..."

A Pale Vortex quickly formed, Zhao Sheng glanced at Chen Mingxue beside him, nodded towards Fei Hong Ancestor not far away, and then took the lead in plunging into the vortex.

...

The mist shrouded the sky; deep within the sprawling ruins, a gray mountain pierced through the clouds, while a massive skeletal remains of a giant beast still lay between the ruin's ground and the gray mountain, its former peerless ferocity still visible from afar.

Even though it was his second visit to Gray Mountain, Chen Mingxue remained struck by the giant beast's skeleton, unable to move for a long time.

It wasn't until Zhao Sheng patted his shoulder that he snapped back to his senses, his eyes filled with overwhelming shock.

Zhao Sheng suddenly noticed that after traversing to the long street, Chen Mingxue exuded a distinctly stronger human presence, and his eyes became more vivid and spirited.

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