Ancient Gods

This time, his cultivation broke through two realms in succession. Even if Mo Yang did not use his power to resist, he could stay in the Nirvana Pool for a long time.

Although using the Nirvana Pool to temper the body would consume a lot of energy, there is a spiritual root nourishing the Nirvana Pool. After a period of time, the energy inside will be restored.

Mo Yang took off his clothes and entered the Nirvana Pool naked, allowing the violent energy to penetrate into his body and impact his limbs.

"Now I have reached the ninth level of the Great Saint Realm. If I refine all the blood of the Great Emperor, it should be easy to step into the Heavenly Saint Realm..." Mo Yang whispered to himself.

He was thinking, because he remembered very clearly that when the Yao Chi Saintess and Duan Chenxiang fought in the ancient secret realm, they had entered a mysterious realm called the Great Saint Forbidden Realm.

The so-called Great Saint Forbidden Realm is not a realm, but a wonderful state. In this state, it is invincible in the Great Saint Realm, and the combat power will surge a lot, as if it is one with the heaven and earth, and it is invincible.

For Mo Yang, he naturally wanted to explore the so-called Great Saint Forbidden Area, and in addition, he had not forgotten the Spirit Palace that would be opened at the end of each realm.

Although after coming to the wilderness, the Spirit Palace vision he cultivated did not seem to bring him much benefit, but it was all because his enemies were too powerful and their cultivation realm was far higher than his.

If he was in the same realm, as long as he unfolded the Spirit Palace vision, it would be equivalent to applying an unbreakable amulet, which would be enough to make him invincible.

But Mo Yang was not sure whether he could still open the Spirit Palace this time.

After all, the Heavenly Dao Seal in Dantian had been broken in advance, otherwise his cultivation would not have reached the ninth level of the Great Saint Realm in such a short time.

Without the power of the seal to impact, even if he opened the Spirit Palace, it would probably be a hurdle to break through to the Heavenly Saint Realm at that time.

Mo Yang sat cross-legged in the Nirvana Pool, thinking silently, weighing the pros and cons.

After an hour, Mo Yang's body couldn't bear it after all. His skin was torn apart by the powerful force in the Nirvana Pool, and he had to withdraw.

After several times, a day had passed.

Although his body was tempered, Mo Yang found that his originally stable state was somewhat unstable when he sat cross-legged to regulate his breath.

This surprised Mo Yang. This was due to the damage to his soul power, and now the disadvantages were finally revealed.

If he didn't repair his soul power as soon as possible, his state would probably decline one after another, and it might not take long for him to fall to the eighth level of the Great Saint Realm.

"I can't wait any longer. I have to refine the Soul-Returning Pill as soon as possible. I hope this so-called Nine-Return Soul-Returning Pill can repair my soul power injury!"

Although the description of the Nine-Return Soul-Returning Pill said that this pill had a miraculous effect on soul power, Mo Yang was not sure that he could completely recover his soul power injury with just one pill.

After sitting cross-legged and regulating his breath for half an hour, Mo Yang returned to the second floor of the Xinghuang Tower, took out the medicinal materials for the ninth soul-transforming pill, took a deep breath, and started working directly.

Mo Yang's mind was tense. Every time he put in a medicinal material, he tried his best to control it and mobilized all the true energy in his body.

Time passed slowly. Because there were too many types of spiritual medicines and holy medicines, it took a full hour to refine the medicinal materials alone. Moreover, with so many medicinal materials being refined, the majestic medicinal power was madly impacting. Mo Yang felt that it was more difficult than the last time he refined it.

Drops of sweat rolled down Mo Yang's forehead, slid down his cheeks, and soaked a large area of ​​his robe on both shoulders.

In a blink of an eye, another half an hour passed. As the creation furnace trembled suddenly, a ray of light shone out of the creation furnace, and Mo Yang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he did not dare to stop immediately, fearing that an accident would happen like the last time. It was not until a cup of tea had passed that Mo Yang slowly withdrew his true energy.

Looking at the two verdant pills in the Creation Furnace, Mo Yang smiled.

Although there were only two, at least it was successful.

Mo Yang hurriedly took out a white jade bottle, carefully put away the pills, and then sat down in front of the Creation Furnace.

He took out a few pills to restore his true energy and swallowed them. He leaned against the Creation Furnace for a long time to recover before standing up.

He took out all nine white jade bottles and counted them carefully. He felt a lot of emotion in his heart. He just refined a few furnaces of pills, but he felt as if his whole body was drained, which was more tiring than a bloody battle.

"I really don't want to refine it a second time in this life..."

The next night, Mo Yang sat cross-legged under the Heavenly Dao Divine Tree, with nine white jade bottles quietly placed in front of him. He didn't dare to delay, because in the past two days, his realm has fluctuated more and more, and his cultivation seems to fall to the eighth level of the Great Saint Realm at any time.

He took out a pill from the first white jade bottle. The whole body of the pill was dark green, and there seemed to be a layer of light flowing on the surface, revealing a hint of medicinal fragrance.

Nine kinds of pills, each with a different color. Although many of the medicinal materials used in the refining are the same, even the medicinal fragrance they emit is very different.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Yang swallowed the pill directly into his mouth, closed his eyes and concentrated to start refining...

This is a long process. Every half an hour, Mo Yang would open a white jade bottle, take out a pill and swallow it into his mouth, repeating it over and over again.

After taking the first few pills, there was no special reaction. Mo Yang just felt a slight heat in his abdomen. But after taking the fifth Soul-Transforming Pill, the pill melted in his mouth and instantly turned into a raging fire that swept around his body.

Because Mo Yang had been tempered in the Nirvana Pool too many times, the changes in his body were very intense, but it didn't matter to him. He just frowned slightly and continued to sit cross-legged to refine.

Then the sixth soul-transforming pill, Mo Yang's consciousness was blurred, and he felt that his soul was about to be pulled out, as if this body no longer belonged to him. That feeling was very similar to the feeling of being dominated by the tower soul.

This surprised Mo Yang and made him even more cautious.

Time passed slowly, and Mo Yang, who was sitting cross-legged under the Heavenly Dao Divine Tree, seemed to have turned into a sculpture, motionless, and even the breath emanating from his body disappeared, as if he had become an empty shell without a soul.

His body did not change at all, but his soul was suffering unimaginable pain. Just as described, his soul actually began to transform, and the huge medicinal power was all gathered on his soul.

When he took the eighth pill, Mo Yang's soul trembled directly. He felt that his damaged soul power seemed unable to withstand the power, as if it was about to collapse.

You must know that for cultivators, let alone the Great Saint Realm, even if they are in the Heavenly Saint Realm or the Entering Dao Realm, as long as the soul is shattered, it is equivalent to death.