Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Each strike of the Berserk Blood Heavy Sword unleashed a wave of sword energy, felling countless replicas of order within its range.

The myriad forms evolved from the Dao of War charged forth, each assault causing hundreds upon thousands of order replicas to explode.

He was divinely valiant, utterly invincible!

However, the condition of his body was rapidly deteriorating.

The flesh on his body had already withered, his head of black hair had completely turned white, his face aged, making him look like he was sixty years old.

This was only the superficial change; the situation was even worse in places unseen by others.

His source wound reappeared, the cracks on the Wheel of Life deepened further from their original state, and chaotic golden blood trickled from the corners of his mouth.

Rumble!

The entire formation world of the ninth level trembled violently, booming intensely. Within the heavens and earth, countless great rifts emerged in the endless space, spanning east, west, north, and south, piercing through the upper and lower four directions, like cosmic fissures.

Subsequently, the entire formation universe directly collapsed the instant the last group of replicas were killed. The surrounding scenery twisted violently, then vanished without a trace.

All evolved scenes disappeared, reverting to the original appearance of the floating island in the sky.

Silence descended instantly, becoming incomparably still.

At this moment, a formation diagram appeared above the floating island, splitting open at the center, and incomparably pure, vast energy poured down like a waterfall.

This was not a formation attack, but one of the rewards that the tomb owner had set up in the past for those who cleared the level.

It was a kind of pure, high-quality energy.

Jun Wuxie dispelled all his divine powers, his body falling backward towards the sky.

Mu Ciyin rushed in with a flustered expression, but was unable to get close, anxiously watching the high-quality energy irrigate his body.

The vast energy entered his body, which was like a bottomless abyss that could never be filled, frantically and greedily devouring the energy.

His body was too empty. His life essence was almost exhausted, leaving only a trace of the core source of life to maintain the body's minimum life functions.

If not for the source wound on his body, even super-limit sublimation would not have made him look like this, let alone just limit sublimation.

Unfortunately, the source was damaged, and the Wheel of Life had cracks, which had too great an impact on him.

This was still under the circumstances that his physical body was extremely strong. If someone else encountered the same situation, it would have been impossible to last for so long and would have disintegrated long ago.

Under the irrigation of pure energy, his physical body, his Destiny Star, madly absorbed the energy. The Primordial Golden Body Art automatically circulated, converting it into life essence to replenish the empty star sea, flowing along the meridians to the limbs and bones, nourishing the withered and emaciated flesh.

His flesh became plump at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This scene seemed to indicate that his body was constantly improving.

However, Mu Ciyin discovered that his face had become younger and his flesh was plump, but his hair was still snow-white and had not turned black. Moreover, blood kept overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and even his eyes and ears were oozing with blood.

"How could this be…"

Mu Ciyin's heart was in turmoil, thinking of a certain possibility, a possibility that she found hard to accept!

For a full half-day, the formation diagram in the sky exhausted its energy and then disappeared. A huge metal treasure chest appeared in the air, floating there without falling.

Jun Wuxie's physical body returned to its original appearance, his flesh plump, his face young, but his complexion was somewhat sickly pale, and his hair was still as white as snow, only it was not as dry as before and had some luster.

Mu Ciyin hurriedly stepped forward, kneeling on the ground, and helped him up to lean against her chest.

Her body trembled slightly, preparing to check the condition of his body, but her outstretched hand trembled so violently that she hesitated to lower it.

She was afraid, afraid of getting the result she didn't want.

"I'm fine."

After half a day of recuperation, Jun Wuxie recovered, although extremely weak, but he had some strength. He grabbed Mu Ciyin's hand that was hovering in the air, shook his head gently, and tried to show a relaxed smile, saying, "It's just that I suffered backlash and was exhausted, and there was a slight source wound, but it's not a big deal. Master Ciyin doesn't need to worry, I just need to recuperate for a while."

"You're lying to me!"

Mu Ciyin stared at him, the stubborn tears in her tearful eyes finally fell at this moment, landing right on his face.

"It's impossible for it to be a slight source wound, otherwise your body wouldn't be like this! Also, you clearly had a source wound before this. You wouldn't be like this even if you sublimated to the extreme in the past, but now…"

Jun Wuxie knew that he couldn't hide it, so he said, "It was the source wound left behind when I was chased and killed by the Primordial creatures."

"I guessed it was that time."

Immediately, Mu Ciyin realized something was wrong again, "But you shouldn't have had a source wound at that time either, unless you had a serious source deficiency before that!

Why would you have a source deficiency? We've been together all this way, how could you…"

"It's not, it was just a source wound accidentally left behind that time. The source was not deficient before."

Mu Ciyin stopped talking after hearing this, but in the end, she didn't continue this topic.

Of course, she didn't believe it. She had a certain understanding of his physical strength. If there was no serious source deficiency before, it would have been impossible to leave a source wound under that circumstance.

However, she could tell that he didn't want to say it, so she knew that it would be useless no matter how she questioned him. Not only would she not get an answer, but it would also embarrass him.

"Master Ciyin, don't cry. You shouldn't be so weak."

Jun Wuxie's smile was very warm on his pale face as he wiped away her tears with his hand.

Mu Ciyin's expression straightened, and she said, "It's all because of you. You're always so desperate. If you're gone, what will I do? What will happen to the apocalypse?"

"I won't die."

Jun Wuxie smiled lightly.

"I think you're almost there now. This source wound is so serious, you have so many enemies, and there are so many things to do…"

Mu Ciyin's face was full of sorrow, and her heart was full of worries about the future.

Such a serious source wound is not easy to heal.

Although Wuxie's recovery ability is super strong, it's precisely because he's too strong and his source is extremely powerful that once a serious source wound appears, it's very difficult to recover. The special resources required are hard to find in the world, unless…

"Congratulations, you have once again created a miracle."

The tomb owner's primordial spirit imprint came to the center of the floating island, looking at Jun Wuxie with his snow-white hair, his words full of amazement.

Jun Wuxie turned his head to look at him, sized him up for a moment, and replied with a "screw you."

He was really angered by the difficulty of the ninth level. How could anyone set the difficulty of the level like this? It was completely digging a grave for future generations, trying to kill the challengers.

If he didn't know that the tomb owner couldn't be colluding with the darkness, he would even suspect whether this guy was doing things for the dark creatures.

The tomb owner's primordial spirit imprint twitched at the corner of his mouth, knowing that he was in the wrong, and did not respond to this emotionally charged and appropriately polite greeting.

"Let me ask you a question, is there really your remains in the Yin Tomb?"

After experiencing the difficulty of this despair mode, Jun Wuxie realized that the tomb owner's behavior could not be judged by common sense, and he might even do the opposite.

"Why did you think of asking about my remains?"

The tomb owner's primordial spirit imprint suddenly became alert.

"I'm concerned about you. Actually, although you've fallen, you've at least left behind a primordial spirit imprint. There's a chance to be resurrected as long as you can nurture the primordial spirit imprint and gradually strengthen this wisp of your primordial spirit imprint to cultivate a true primordial spirit."

"That's impossible, because the kind of rare treasure can't be found at all. The grade is too high, unless a Great Emperor realm expert takes action. Besides, my remains were invaded by the dark curse back then, and they are still being suppressed by the formation I set up in advance.

Today, after such a long period of time, the body has long been completely infiltrated by darkness. The body has long been completely demonized. How can it be resurrected?"

"If I said that I have a way to help you, would you believe it?"

The tomb owner's primordial spirit imprint was stunned when he heard this. After thinking about it, his emotions gradually became excited, and his eyes were full of anticipation, and he said, "Is this true? Can you really do it?"

"Of course, I never tell lies. Now you can tell me where your remains are, right?"

Jun Wuxie's expression was very serious and solemn.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if I tell you, because I was originally waiting for a hope."

The tomb owner's primordial spirit imprint said that he had foreseen that he would resist the dark invasion and was very likely to be entangled by the dark curse, so he had made preparations to suppress himself in advance.

However, over the long years, time has passed too long, and the formation that was set up back then has weakened slightly in the course of time and is about to be unable to suppress it. It won't last for many years.

He hoped that someone in this life could reinforce the seal. He had left behind the means to reinforce the seal, but it needed to be completed by future generations. His primordial spirit imprint could not complete it.

After all, the primordial spirit imprint exists in a special way, and it doesn't have any strength in itself. It only relies on the order here to have a certain combat power.

"Actually, my remains are not in the Yin Tomb. The Yin Tomb is just a bait. I buried myself back then, choosing the location in the special space between the Yin Tomb and the Yang Tomb. This is the route map to get there."

After he finished speaking, he constructed a map in the air and said, "I have already let the order guide the outsiders to go there, but the hope that they can do it is very slim, almost zero."

Jun Wuxie firmly remembered the route of the map, then looked at the tomb owner's primordial spirit imprint and said, "Okay, I have already remembered the route. When the time comes, I will whip your corpse."

"You! What are you saying?"

The tomb owner's primordial spirit imprint was dumbfounded, and the corners of his mouth trembled with anger: "You are fooling me. You don't have any means to resurrect me at all. You just want to know the location of my remains and then whip the corpse to vent your anger?"

"Is there a conflict between reviving you and whipping your corpse? It doesn't seem like those two things would affect each other, does it?"

Jun Wuxie's lips curled slightly upward as he said, "Someone as perverted as you, do you actually care about corpse whipping? Shouldn't you feel excited if someone whips your corpse? That's the logic of a pervert, unless you're special?"

The Tomb Master's imprinted consciousness fell silent for a moment, then said, "I know you're very angry. I know this trial I set up was outrageous, but that was my mistake back then. I've already realized my error, can you please stop bringing it up?"

"Then isn't the corpse I'm whipping the one you left behind back then?"

"I..."

The Tomb Master's primordial spirit imprint twitched, choking with anger.

"The matter of corpse whipping can wait. Let's see what's inside this level's treasure chest first, and then we'll go to the tenth level."

Jun Wuxie stood up. Although he was still very weak, it didn't affect his ability to walk normally.

He walked towards the floating treasure chest.

Only then, with a boom, did the treasure chest fall.

Immediately, a super explosion occurred, scattering brilliant stars, moons, and suns across the sky!

Of course, those weren't real stars, moons, and suns, but three types of [World-Transcending · Qiankun Sacred Stones].

Besides the Sacred Stones, there was also a large number of God-Forbidden Fruits, a total of fifty. Among them, forty-nine were of the same quality, and the remaining one was of higher quality, pure white in color, flowing with crystal light, the fruit covered with natural patterns, interwoven into a White Tiger pattern.

Around the fruit, illusory little white tigers manifested, emitting low roars as they circled the fruit.

"That's the White Tiger Sacred Fruit, a fruit produced by the White Tiger Tree. The White Tiger Tree has the same origin and characteristics as the True Dragon Tree, both nurtured by the universe's origin," the Tomb Master's primordial spirit imprint explained.

Jun Wuxie reached out and took the White Tiger Sacred Fruit, carefully sensing the essence and origin contained within. He discovered that it was purer and more majestic than the True Dragon Fruit, and its origin was of even higher quality.

Clearly, the White Tiger Sacred Tree that produced this White Tiger Sacred Fruit had evolved to a higher degree than the True Dragon Sacred Tree, so the quality of the fruit was also slightly higher.

"This fruit has a very high chance of helping me step into the Hundred Lifetimes Myth realm!"

Jun Wuxie's mood, which had been somewhat heavy due to the worsening of his origin injuries, improved a lot at this moment.

This was the best of the best among God-Forbidden class peerless sacred fruits!

In this Upper Realm universe, it would probably be difficult to find a second fruit of this quality.

Jun Wuxie couldn't put down the White Tiger Sacred Fruit. Once he stepped into the Hundred Lifetimes Myth, he would have taken a big step in the God-Forbidden realm.

Although the increase in strength wasn't as outrageous as breaking through a major realm in cultivation, it was definitely much greater than the improvement from an ordinary level of talent growth.

In cultivation, there were realm barriers suppressing major realms. In the God-Forbidden realm, high realms and low realms also had the suppression of God-Forbidden fields, but it wasn't as outrageous.

When the talent growth realm was low, this suppression was minimal, but as the talent growth intensity realm became higher and higher, this suppression would become more and more obvious.

He put away the White Tiger Sacred Fruit and looked at the other God-Forbidden fruits that had been exploded out. He found that the quality of these fruits was much higher than those in the eighth level. They could all help cultivators in the seventh heaven of the Ten Directions Myth to improve their talent growth intensity.

The Tomb Master's primordial spirit imprint stated that forty-nine fruits, plus the White Tiger Sacred Fruit, made a total of fifty, which was in line with the number of Dayan.

The number of Dayan is fifty, from which one escapes, leaving forty-nine.

This White Tiger Sacred Fruit represented that one, the most precious God-Forbidden fruit in the entire final level, possessing the effect of breaking through the God-Forbidden realm barrier, while other fruits, even the True Dragon Sacred Fruit, did not have this effect, at most only allowing the user to break through to the Quasi-Hundred Lifetimes Myth.

But the White Tiger Sacred Fruit was different. As long as the user was above the tenth heaven, there was a chance to break through to the Hundred Lifetimes Myth, depending on how much they could absorb after consuming this fruit.

Generally speaking, cultivators would lose some of the energy and origin contained in these types of fruits, and they could not absorb and refine them 100%.

Some of the origin would be lost silently, and this loss was difficult for cultivators to detect.

Jun Wuxie continued to look at other things, his gaze falling on a metallic piece of paper that flickered with the light of stars, moons, and suns. It was engraved with densely packed ancient characters, each character as small as a needle tip. It was just a single page, but it contained tens of thousands of words!