Chapter 1150: The Xuanhuang Rebirth Technique
Chapter 1150: The Xuanhuang Rebirth Technique
"A supreme secret technique?"
When Shang Shaojun heard those words, he was still somewhat dismissive.
After all, a man of his status and standing had once even entered the treasure vault left behind by the Dharma Spreader Heavenly Venerate.
Not a single divine ability or secret art within it had dared to call itself "supreme."
"He may be powerful, but his foundation seems a bit shallow," Shang Shaojun mused internally.
But as he read the first few lines of the text transmitted to him, his expression shifted dramatically, his face turning solemn in an instant.
By the time he was halfway through, a thunderclap went off in his mind, leaving him utterly stunned.
"To remain unyielding through a million tribulations, its heart unchanged... This..."
It was genuinely worthy of the title "supreme"!
What shocked Shang Shaojun even more was that a secret technique of this caliber—one that would undoubtedly trigger countless bloody conflicts in the Xuanhuang Realm—had been tossed to him so casually!
As if it were a common Foundation Establishment technique, available to anyone for the asking!
"Who in the world..."
Shang Shaojun's head snapped up to look at Li Fan, who was diligently cleansing the abyssal sores, and a storm of astonishment raged within him.
But Li Fan showed no intention of explaining his identity, and Shang Shaojun dared not press the matter.
He could only follow obediently, secretly beginning to cultivate the supreme art.
The technique was tranquil and serene, suffused with a righteous, radiant light.
There was no need to worry about any hidden traps.
And Shang Shaojun soon experienced its true power for himself.
Within the dark abyss, countless deep red, vein-like networks suddenly flared to life.
They flickered like a chain of mountain fires, their light pulsing between brilliance and shadow.
With the appearance of this sanguine glow, the abyss itself seemed to contract violently.
Space warped under the pressure. A sound of annihilation, ancient and beyond description, spread from the blood-red lights as they suddenly extinguished.
In an instant, Shang Shaojun's vision was flooded with illusions.
He saw world after world suffering utter destruction.
Cultivators wailed in despair.
Even heaven and earth themselves had reached their final moments.
Across the canopy of the sky, countless black fissures tore the heavens asunder.
The earth cracked open, and crimson magma erupted from the depths.
Countless fireballs rained down, igniting infernos that consumed everything.
An ethereal blue wind swept through, and all things were sealed in ice.
...
One apocalyptic scene after another played out in his mind.
Though he considered himself a chosen son of heaven, faced with such terrifyingly vivid scenes, he could not help but tremble, a great fear taking root in his heart.
However, something was different this time...
As the supreme secret technique began to circulate on its own, an icy-cold current instantly coursed through his entire body.
Shang Shaojun was pulled free from the boundless terror.
Though the world-ending illusions remained as vivid as ever, his mind was a sea of perfect clarity.
No anxiety, no fear.
Like a passing traveler, he observed it all with cold detachment.
"Though one passes through a hundred thousand million tribulations, the heart remains indestructible."
"This... this is truly a supreme divine art..."
Shang Shaojun's state of mind was peculiar.
Under the influence of the technique, what should have been a moment of overwhelming joy felt completely placid.
And his doubts about Li Fan, the one who had bestowed this divine art upon him, only grew.
"A legacy of this level... there are only a handful of places in the Xuanhuang Realm that could possess such a thing."
"He isn't from our Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, nor is he from the Five Elders Council. Could he be... from another, destroyed cultivation world?"
Shang Shaojun knew that refugees from other worlds existed within the Xuanhuang Realm. But these individuals were often hidden so deeply that even the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance did not have a complete picture of them.
"And what is his true purpose for coming to the Abyss of Roars?"
Shang Shaojun pondered this as he helped Li Fan suppress and eliminate the demonic sound.
The outbursts of demonic sound in the Abyss of Roars were not continuous.
After one tide passed, the abyss fell quiet once more.
In the gloom, Li Fan and Shang Shaojun discovered some residue left by the sound tide.
It was similar to the ashen substance from before, but it no longer carried that evil, twisted, corrosive aura.
"Do you know what this is, Shaojun?" Li Fan suddenly asked.
Shang Shaojun observed it for a moment, then shook his head slightly.
"This is what remains when different worlds merge."
"You previously stated that the abyssal demonic sound was the twisted Dao of a destroyed world. That's not entirely correct."
"The Xuanhuang Realm is a complete, vast, and prosperous world of cultivation. How could it be so easily eroded by other, shattered worlds? Even if the Dao of a destroyed world were present, it wouldn't manifest as a demonic sound on such a scale."
"The key is here, in this wound of the Xuanhuang Realm. This is where the Dao of a destroyed world connects with the Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao."
As Li Fan explained, he continued to survey the interior of the Abyss of Roars.
"The laws of the destroyed world are transformed into the laws of the Xuanhuang Realm itself."
"It's like drawing blood from one person and transfusing it into another. Here, two different Heavenly Daos collide. The Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao is naturally victorious, but..."
Li Fan fell silent.
There was a part he left unsaid.
"In this process, the very essence of the Heavenly Dao is slowly being changed."
"Is this the Heavenly Doctor's method?"
"Dismembering world fragments, grafting and suturing them. Transfusing the Heavenly Dao of old worlds to subtly alter the nature of the new one, minimizing the side effects of the fusion..."
Li Fan could almost see countless places like the Abyss of Roars, hidden deep within the white mist barriers that spanned the Xuanhuang Realm.
Through their collective influence, the Xuanhuang Realm was undergoing a quiet, gradual transformation.
"A grand and precise surgery."
Li Fan could not help but marvel inwardly.
Without the *Heaven Mending Record* gifted by the Heavenly Doctor, even if Li Fan reached the Dao Integration or Longevity stages, he probably would not have had the ability to perceive what was happening to the Xuanhuang Realm.
Just like Shang Shaojun now, who, despite Li Fan's guidance, still could not grasp the hidden truth.
"If I want to test them this time, I cannot be timid."
"Since I'm here, I'll start by destroying one of these sites and see how they react."
A glint flashed in Li Fan's eyes.
A thousand sword phantoms materialized behind him as he suddenly accelerated, charging deeper into the abyss.
The stunned Shang Shaojun hastily followed.
The deeper they went, the less integrated the laws of the different worlds became.
The collision of Heavenly Daos, even between those of already destroyed worlds, was not something an ordinary cultivator could withstand.
Turbulent fluctuations swept through the darkness like a hurricane.
Shang Shaojun, a Dao Integration cultivator, could even feel that the Spirit of Heaven and Earth he had refined was in danger of being disintegrated.
"A Dao Integration cultivator here is like a small boat in a storm, a candle in the wind, unable to hold their own."
Shang Shaojun looked at Li Fan again, his heart filled with bewilderment.
The man's cultivation realm was clearly lower than his own, yet he moved through the chaotic collision of world laws with such calm and ease.
"What realm is he truly in?"
(End of this chapter)
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