Rebirth of the Unmatched Sword God: An Immortal Cultivation: Rebirth of the Unmatched Sword God, #4

By Cang Hai Xiao Yi

Xiaofan, the unparalleled Sword God, was betrayed and reborn 500 years in the past. In this life, he vows to make up for all regrets, to stand above all geniuses, to eliminate all his enemies, and to become the Ancestor of Swords for all realms!

With the control of the Immortal Slaying Formation and devouring all beings in the heavens, with one man and one sword, he slaughters all foes in the world!

This is a story of a youth, holding a three-foot green blade, stepping towards the summit step by step, reigniting the path of legends with his blood and spirit!
 

 

 

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 Dragon Sword Star stepped into the void and slowly descended to the bottom of the cliff.

 As for Xiao Fan, who was still unable to fly, he could only climb down the cliff.

 The cliff was several thousand meters deep, and it took Xiao Fan quite a while to reach the bottom. By then, Dragon Sword Star had long since disappeared.

 At the foot of the cliff was a stream several meters wide, flowing across the terrain. Xiao Fan followed Dragon Sword Star's lingering aura upstream until he reached its end.
 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Zhou Yan
• Release date: Apr 28, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224779567

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Chapter 230: Shattering the Illusion

This sensation felt incredibly real. The mortal body I now possessed perfectly harmonized with my soul, blending seamlessly, everything seemed normal.

However, the more it felt this way, the stranger it seemed to Xiao Fan. Between illusion and reality, a person’s mental will is most prone to collapsing.

This peculiar space can easily trap someone in an illusion while preserving their memories, precisely for this reason.

Once trapped within an illusion, struggling between memories and reality, attempting to break free from the illusion’s chains, one would fall into the trap, leading to a mental breakdown and the extinguishment of consciousness.

What appears to be a mere illusion hides deadly intent.

After all, in his past life, Xiao Fan was the King of the Saint Path, well-read in ancient texts, and had exceptional insight, which allowed him to perceive the danger. If it were someone else, although they might also recognize the existence of the illusion, the more they struggled, the more dangerous it would become.

However, despite Xiao Fan’s exceptional insight, the world is full of thousands of wonders, especially methods passed down from ancient times, which are incredibly profound. Even Xiao Fan had to treat them with caution.

Since struggling was not an option, the only choice was to take one step at a time.

Rise, my subjects.

Though devoid of cultivation, the dignity of a powerful being remained, inherent to the soul, impossible to conceal even within the illusion.

The emperor among men, supreme under the heavens, enjoying the world’s riches and the admiration of thousands...

This feeling of unparalleled sovereignty and power indeed becomes addictive very quickly. Being an emperor is like being the center of the world, with countless people revolving around you, almost omnipotent.

Why do cultivators cultivate?

To stand out, to seek revenge, to achieve immortality, to stand at the pinnacle of the world...

In summary, it’s all about becoming stronger, reaching the limits of power, becoming invincible under the heavens, and reigning supreme, freely roaming the world.

The goals of mortals might seem vastly different from those of cultivators, but essentially, they converge on the same path.

The ruler of a nation in the mortal world is like a deity in the cultivator’s world, omnipotent.

Power, much like strength, can easily lead to one’s downfall, ensnaring them in addiction from which they cannot escape.

In the illusion, Xiao Fan spent twenty years as an emperor, reveling in the riches of the mortal world, living a life of luxury and power, deciding the fates of others, commanding the world with a majesty as dazzling as the sun.

So much so, Xiao Fan seemed to forget his memories as a cultivator, completely lost in this experience.

After the emperor’s demise, Xiao Fan’s consciousness faded away as well, everything felt so real. Xiao Fan was deeply reluctant to leave behind the wealth and power of the mortal world, yet he could not change anything.

When Xiao Fan’s consciousness awakened once again, the world had changed. He became a beggar with tattered clothes, a crippled leg, a blinded eye, living in poverty and surviving on alms. He faced constant humiliation, even on the brink of starvation.

But most bizarrely, his memories from his previous life remained intact. From a sovereign ruler to a destitute beggar, the immense contrast was enough to drive anyone mad.

Xiao Fan struggled to accept this reality, teetering on the edge of madness. Yet, he persevered, possessing nothing but an unwavering Daoist heart despite his wretched state.

However, two years later, a widespread famine struck. Countless people were forced to leave their homes, dying from hunger and cold. Many landlords had no surplus grain, and who would spare anything for a lowly beggar?

Already near insanity, Xiao Fan’s suppressed negative emotions finally erupted, perhaps driven by the instinct to survive without food, he resorted to theft.

The result was as expected; he was beaten to death.

Thus, the life of the beggar came to an end.

But the hardships were far from over.

In his next life, he was a common scholar, unlucky in examinations, surviving on handouts from his wife’s family, enduring disdain and mockery.

Deeply ingrained doctrines told him that all pursuits were inferior, only scholarship was honorable.

Especially with the memories of his past two lives mingling together, tormenting him, he remained driven to distinguish himself no matter what.

At last, his efforts were rewarded, and he passed the examinations, ascending to officialdom, a leap to the heavens.

Those who mocked him, including his wife’s family, suddenly revered him like an ancestor. The villagers who had bullied him brought gifts to congratulate him, their faces full of obsequious smiles.

However, by this time, he was already past his prime, his hair graying and his vision fading, long having lost the vigor of his youth, only left with a frail body worn by the years.

Fate had changed, decades of hard work finally rewarded. He had ascended to become a superior being, and no longer had to endure humiliation. Instead, he lived a life of luxury and was admired by thousands.

Suppressed emotions erupted within him, sending his already exhausted and fragile nerves into disarray.

After great joy and sorrow, he descended into madness, becoming a feeble-minded fool, who could only mutter, I passed the examinations, I passed the examinations...

Amidst a vast battlefield, warhorses neighed, and the clash of steel filled the air. As the two armies collided, blood and flesh flew, the entire battlefield shrouded in a bloody haze, transforming into a scene from hell in an instant.

A valiant general wielding a silver spear charged forth on his warhorse, his fierce cries echoing as he cut through the enemy ranks like no one else.

Dancing swords and swirling sands, blood spilled freely, I am invincible on this battlefield!

In this life, Xiao Fan was revered as a war god, unmatched in battle, invincible in conquest, a military genius with an unblemished record.

Yet, even the most skilled can make mistakes. After decades of triumph, he finally met his Waterloo. His army collapsed, and he fought valiantly until the bitter end, dying in battle.

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Memories from ten consecutive lives intertwined, churning Xiao Fan’s consciousness into chaos, aiming to shatter his will.

However, Xiao Fan had lived two previous lives, and was once the King of the Saint Path, rising from obscurity to the pinnacle, standing at the apex of humanity.

His backbone reached for the heavens, his will unyielding.

Despite the tumultuous memories crashing in like waves, invading his soul, he held fast to his true self, unflinching even as mountains crumbled before him.

I was an emperor who ruled the world? A destitute beggar? ... A general who dominated the battlefield...

No, that’s not right, I am Xiao Fan, I am only myself!

Within the memories, the youth who rose from Tianshuang City, the youth who swept aside the world’s heroes, the youth who sacrificed his life for his love, the youth who sought revenge and pursued the divine path... countless scenes and figures rapidly overlapped, gradually solidifying.

Finally, they coalesced into a valiant youth clad in white - Xiao Fan!

Within the gray space, Xiao Fan’s soul suddenly erupted with an intense light of will, shattering all illusions, his consciousness awakening, returning to his true body.

Chapter 231: Li Wendao

After Xiao Fan’s consciousness returned to his body, a rich vitality surged within him like a tide, causing an explosive growth.

This richness of life essence filled his entire body, making his flesh and bones as translucent as crystal sculptures, yet incredibly strong and brimming with power.

The mixed memories vanished, but the insight into the world and the tempering of his will remained, elevating Xiao Fan’s Life and Death Sword Intent to a state of great achievement.

This was an unexpected joy.

Although the illusion was perilous and fraught with hardships, as the saying goes, effort is always rewarded.

The enhancement of martial will is incredibly challenging, but now, with the Life and Death Sword Intent reaching great achievement, Xiao Fan moved a step closer to merging the Life and Death Sword Intent.

When Xiao Fan opened his eyes, the scene in front of him changed. The gray void had disappeared, and he found himself in a wide and profound corridor.

Beneath him, fierce flames burned the void, making it feel like being in a lava purgatory. The purplish-red flames, continuous like a sea of fire, occasionally burst into towering columns, reaching for the sky.

The flames contained terrifyingly high temperatures, capable of instantly turning even a ninth-level Heavenly Martial Realm expert into ashes upon contact.

Above the sea of flames stood stone columns, each only about a foot in diameter, barely enough room for a person to perch on.

Moreover, the sky was filled with the sound of thunder, with terrifying bolts striking the stone columns from time to time. The power of these thunderbolts was equally fearsome, capable of obliterating anyone below the Spirit Path Realm.

With thunder in the sky and fierce fire on the ground, navigating this corridor was akin to surviving against all odds.

The distance between each stone column was several yards. A slight miscalculation in controlling one’s strength could lead to falling into the sea of flames below, resulting in certain death.

However, Xiao Fan had already honed his innate martial physique to perfection, achieving supreme control over his strength. With a light leap, he accurately landed on the next stone column.

The rising fierce fire and the terrifying heat made even Xiao Fan struggle to breathe.

And yet, the challenge was far from over. A bolt from the blue struck, a thick Thunderbolt Column suddenly aimed at the stone column where Xiao Fan stood.

With eagle-like sharpness, Xiao Fan moved with agility, reacting swiftly. Just as the thunderbolt struck, he had already leaped to another stone column.

Inside the corridor of death, with incessant thunder and rising flames, every step Xiao Fan took was like narrowly escaping death’s grasp.

But he had no time for fear, as dangers kept coming. He had to focus all his energy, deftly avoiding every attack to stay alive.

This was not just a test of one’s ability to control strength and adapt on the fly, but also a test of willpower.

Those with weak wills, faced with the purgatorial corridor of death, would likely shrink back in fear, ultimately meeting their end under the devastating thunder from above.

Xiao Fan, however, moved like a nimble monkey—rushing forward, standing firm, or retreating to dodge. He appeared more adept with each step, but only he knew that each move was a narrow escape from death.

He had to rely on precise control of his strength and keen observation and judgment of the situation to narrowly dodge each deadly attack.

This was also a tremendous test for him.

However, rising from obscurity to prominence, Xiao Fan feared no challenge. Facing difficulties head-on and defying the heavens was his path.

Come on, give me something fiercer!

Xiao Fan roared towards the sky, his heart swelling with boundless courage.

It was as if the heavens were enraged, the flames below grew more intense, rising continuously, and the frequency of the terrifying thunder from above increased. The corridor of death had transformed into a storm of lightning and fire.

But Xiao Fan was fearless. His soul refined, his consciousness sharpened, and his will strengthened... It was as if his entire being was elevated.

Moving as light as a swallow, he covered a distance of a thousand yards and finally made it through the corridor of death.

Having been the King of the Saint Path in his previous life and obtaining the Slaying Immortal Array Map, a treasure of heaven and earth, these tests were indeed nothing to him.

After passing through the corridor of death, a massive palace emerged ahead, resplendent and majestic.

Pushing open the palace doors, a gigantic throne came into view.

However, the throne was empty, with only a huge plaque hanging above it.

It read: The Top Pill Saint in the World!

Not very humble, Xiao Fan muttered, but as he looked at the plaque, a sudden realization dawned on him, and his eyes filled with intense surprise.

In his previous life, Dragon Sword Star was known as the Twin Marvels of Dan and Sword.

Both the Pill Path and the Sword Path were realms he had mastered to profound depths.

Especially in the Pill Dao, Dragon Sword Star’s accomplishment in the Pill Dao was unmatched, earning him the title of God of the Pill Dao.

If it weren’t for Xiao Fan creating an unparalleled technique in the Sword Path and being honored as the God of Sword Path, the title of the foremost in the Sword Path might also have belonged to Dragon Sword Star.

Xiao Fan once heard from Dragon Sword Star that he had the fortune to acquire a fragment of an ancient map, which recorded the location of an Ancient Pill Saint’s cave dwelling.

It was in that very cave dwelling that he received the legacy of the Ancient Pill Saint, propelling him to the status of a Pill Dao Master, and even further, to be revered as the God of the Pill Dao.

The ancient era was a golden age of cultivation, where myriad paths flourished in competition.

The Pill Dao Saint Masters of that era possessed miraculous methods, far more powerful than anything known today.

Since Dragon Sword Star had received the legacy of an Ancient Pill Saint, it was not surprising for him to be revered as the God of the Pill Dao in this era.

Could it be, this is the cave dwelling of the Ancient Pill Saint that Dragon Sword Star spoke of?

Xiao Fan was somewhat astonished.

However, reflecting on the trials and opportunities he faced along the way, which seemed more like tests, testing a cultivator’s essence, energy, spirit, the strength of their soul, willpower, as well as control over power and sharp senses.

These are precisely the foundational qualities a pill concoctor needs.

Thinking of this, the surprise in Xiao Fan’s eyes grew even more intense. The legacy of an Ancient Pill Saint was enough to drive countless Saintly Path Strongholders mad, and Xiao Fan was no exception.

Just then, another sigh, old and weary, resonated. The voice was soft but exploded in the soul like a bolt from the blue.

After countless years and the passing of numerous eras, finally, someone has passed the test.

Xiao Fan was startled and immediately asked, May I know the senior’s name?

Hehe, my name is Li Wendao!

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fan was profoundly shocked. Although he had not pursued the path of pill concoction in his previous life, he had read extensively about ancient texts and knew of some Pill Dao Masters.

Li Wendao was one of the most brilliant Pill Dao Saint Masters of the ancient times, and calling him the number one Pill Saint in the world would not be an exaggeration.

It is said that he, along with two other Pill Dao Saint Masters, had been researching a miraculous pill that could break the barrier between humans and gods, and they had even made some headway. Unfortunately, the outbreak of the great calamity of the ancient times swept everything into the river of history.

Chapter 232: Seizing the Legacy

Xiao Fan looked around and found no trace of anyone. The voice of Pill Saint Li Wendao surprisingly emanated from a plaque floating in mid-air.

It seemed that the renowned Ancient Pill Saint must have perished long ago, leaving behind only a remnant of his consciousness within the plaque.

Xiao Fan wasn’t surprised by this. Many powerful figures, upon their demise, prefer to do this to select a successor, ensuring their name or legacy doesn’t get lost in the annals of history.

What truly astonished Xiao Fan was the extent of the catastrophe in the ancient era, which was so terrifying that even a Pill Dao Saint Master like Li Wendao had to personally intervene and eventually fell because of it.

Pills are an indispensable resource for cultivators, making the existence of pill concoctors supremely transcendent. Generally, they disdain to engage in conflicts, focusing solely on cultivating the Pill Dao.

This illustrates the broad impact of the ancient catastrophe.

Both of you possess top-notch talents in pill concoction, but since you passed the test first, it seems we are fated. I shall entrust the legacy to you!

Li Wendao’s voice grew fainter, as if the remaining consciousness could dissipate at any moment.

After all, it is incredible that his consciousness has lasted this long, indicating that Li Wendao’s soul strength during his lifetime must have been astonishingly powerful.

Hearing this, Xiao Fan felt delighted.

His quicker passage through the test compared to Dragon Sword Star wasn’t due to an extraordinary talent in pill concoction but rather the accumulation of cultivation over two lifetimes.

Otherwise, Xiao Fan wouldn’t possess such exceptional soul strength and might not even have withstood the first trial of mental pressure.

However, being able to intercept Dragon Sword Star’s path in the Pill Dao was more than desirable.

Thank you, senior!

Xiao Fan bowed deeply.

Do not resist with your consciousness.

As soon as he spoke, the plaque floating in mid-air burst into dazzling light, followed by a beam of Flowing Light shooting into Xiao Fan’s mind.

These were all of Li Wendao, the Ancient Pill Saint’s understanding of the Pill Dao and his experience in concocting pills.

Xiao Fan opened his consciousness to receive it all.

This is the lifetime accumulation of an Ancient Pill Saint in the Pill Dao. Even an ordinary person who doesn’t know how to concoct pills could use this to instantly become a Pill Dao Master.

It’s actually the Three Flavors True Fire Seal!

Xiao Fan exclaimed inwardly, his expression filled with excitement and his body trembling slightly.

If the pill concocting experience and knowledge of the Pill Dao can nurture a Pill Dao Master, then the Three Flavors True Fire Seal can produce a Pill Dao Saint Master once more.

The Three Flavors True Fire Seal is the epitome of Li Wendao’s lifelong accomplishment in the Pill Dao.

The most important part of pill concoction is controlling the flame, which requires strong soul strength. Apart from that, only fire controlling methods passed down from the ancient era can improve one’s control over flames.

Unfortunately, those incredible fire controlling methods from the ancient era had already been lost to the passage of time due to the ancient catastrophe.

The Three Flavors True Fire Seal is precisely a fire controlling method that Li Wendao created in the ancient era. Moreover, in that flourishing era, it ranked among the top three in terms of ingenuity.

Using the Three Flavors True Fire Seal to concoct pills not only increases efficiency but can also greatly increase the success rate, something countless Pill Dao Masters earnestly desired but could never obtain.

Now, Xiao Fan finally understands why Dragon Sword Star was able to become the God of the Pill Dao in his previous life: having acquired the inheritance of the Ancient Pill Saint, Li Wendao, and coupled with the Three Flavors True Fire Seal, Xiao Fan can accomplish the same.

Hehe, the title of Twin Marvels of Dan and Sword is about to change hands!

A trace of excitement crossed Xiao Fan’s heart.

His Sword Path accomplishment is already number one in the world, surpassing Dragon Sword Star, and now with the inheritance of Ancient Pill Saint Li Wendao, his Pill Dao accomplishment can be called first as well.

This is the true Twin Marvels of Dan and Sword!

After receiving the inheritance, the floating plaque seemed to have exhausted all its energy, falling down from the void. As for Li Wendao’s remaining consciousness, it had already dissipated.

For senior’s great kindness, Xiao Fan can offer no repayment. In the future, when I establish a sect, I will surely spread senior’s name for eternity!

Xiao Fan’s gratitude was extremely genuine.

In the near future, Li Wendao will also be passed down through the ages in the Immortal Slaying Realm as the ancestor of the Pill Dao.

Storing the plaque into the Immortal Slaying Realm, Xiao Fan prepared to leave. If Dragon Sword Star were to arrive, things would go awry.

Behind the grand hall was a side door that led directly to the outside.

Xiao Fan opened the door, glanced back, and said calmly, Dragon Sword Star, consider this collecting some interest.

As he spoke, a hint of malicious satisfaction appeared on Xiao Fan’s face.

In his previous life, he had been so miserably tormented by Dragon Sword Star that the hatred in his heart could not be easily dismissed.

He couldn’t help but have a wicked thought—wondering about Dragon Sword Star’s wonderful expression after going through all the hardships to pass the test, only to find that someone had gotten there before him.

However, Xiao Fan wouldn’t be able to see that. He stepped through the side door, and after a flash of light, he was teleported away.

At this moment, Dragon Sword Star had just excitedly stepped into the grand hall. The delight on his face hadn’t yet faded when it suddenly stiffened.

He had seen a figure dressed in white just leaving this place.

The entire grand hall was empty. Evidently, the Ancient Pill Saint’s inheritance had been seized by someone else.

His duck that was ready to be cooked had just flown away. Dragon Sword Star was filled with rage, and his handsome face twisted completely.

He quickly ran out and attempted to tear the other person to pieces to snatch back the inheritance that should have belonged to him.

However, after going outside, he looked around and saw only the endless mountains and valleys. There was no trace of the other person. Even as he soared through the sky, searching high and low within a radius of ten thousand miles, he still found no trace of the other party.

Who is it? Just who is it?

Enraged, Dragon Sword Star roared towards the sky, shaking the entire Gathering Stars Mountain Range.

A chilling murderous aura surged out like a storm, sweeping across the world. He was so angry that he wished he could slaughter everyone within the Heavenly Star Secret Realm.

Unfortunately, he didn’t dare to do such a thing. His forceful intrusion into the Heavenly Star Secret Realm, leading those masked black-cloaked figures with him, was clearly meant for some nefarious purpose.

If he were to be discovered by the Heavenly Star Sect, then he would certainly die, even with his esteemed status.

Whoever you are, once I find you, I will refine your spirit, suppress you in the Nine Netherworlds, and torture you for an eternity!

After leaving behind these ruthless words, Dragon Sword Star left the Gathering Stars Mountain Range, filled with resentment.

Hiding in the shadows, Xiao Fan retracted all of his aura. After confirming that Dragon Sword Star had left, he slowly emerged with a cold glint in his eyes. Hmph, we’ll just have to see who ends up alive and who ends up dead.

Chapter 233: True Fire Seal

After Dragon Sword Star left, Xiao Fan was in no hurry to depart because he was well aware of Dragon Sword Star’s character.

As expected, just a quarter of an hour later, Dragon Sword Star returned to check the area again before finally leaving reluctantly.

Xiao Fan let out a faint smile and casually set up a Concealment Formation. Then, he entered the Immortal Slaying Realm. He couldn’t be bothered to care whether Dragon Sword Star would turn back or not.

After devouring a large chunk of Star Core, the Immortal Slaying Realm had suddenly expanded by a significant amount. It now extended thousands of miles in length and breadth, and its vastness was boundless.

The spiritual energy within it had become even more abundant, and the Heavenly Dao laws had become clearer. Even the flow of time had sped up, becoming over five times faster than the outside world.

After all, that large chunk of Star Core was indeed a priceless treasure. It contained extremely pure Starforce, and the fact that it could bring about such a significant improvement to the Immortal Slaying Realm was within Xiao Fan’s expectations.

This time, the Artifact Spirit, Xiao Bai, didn’t hog everything; he saved Xiao Fan a piece of Star Core the size of a soccer ball, which would suffice for Xiao Fan to forge the precious sword.

Xiao Fan was quite happy with this.

Right now, the Artifact Spirit, Xiao Bai, had once again fallen into a deep slumber, while Ling Yun and Lu Qingshan were still engrossed in fervent cultivation. The rich spiritual energy and clear laws provided significant benefits for both improving their cultivations and comprehending the Martial Will.

Xiao Fan left them some Precious Pills but refrained from disturbing their cultivation.

Earlier, when Xiao Fan had killed Tu Shan and over two hundred others, he had obtained countless rare treasures, which made him incredibly wealthy.

This time, he entered the Immortal Slaying Realm not only to avoid pursuit by Dragon Sword Star but also to refine a ninth-grade Precious Pill: the Thunder Tempering Body Pill.

Ever since he had obtained the Silver Armored Thunder Lizard’s horn and Demon Pill, Xiao Fan hadn’t had the opportunity to refine them yet.

But now, thanks to inheriting the Ancient Pill Saint’s knowledge, his confidence in refining a ninth-grade Precious Pill had greatly increased.

I should start by cultivating the Three Flavors True Fire Seal, Xiao Fan calmed his heart as he prepared to cultivate.

The Three Flavors True Fire Seal was created by the Ancient Pill Saint, Li Wendao. It was incredibly ingenious; using one’s own Essence, Spiritual Energy, and Vital Spirit as foundations, it refined and condensed True Fire Imprints. From then on, one could manipulate flames and even temper all things using the True Fire Imprints.

Essence, Spiritual Energy, and Vital Spirit represented a person’s soul, mental will, and True Essence stored within their body.

Merging the three and refining them into a True Fire Imprint—this was a technical feat that also required one’s Essence, Spiritual Energy, and Vital Spirit to be sufficiently powerful.

Having lived two lives, Xiao Fan’s soul power was already incomparably formidable. Furthermore, he had comprehended three Martial Wills. As for his True Essence, ever since he had cultivated the Slaying Immortal Sword Scripture, his Qi Sea had become nine times larger than that of ordinary people. When it came to the vastness of his True Essence, no one could compare to him.

Since the prerequisites were met, what came next was merging and refining.

Although Essence, Spiritual Energy, and Vital Spirit coexisted as one, they were still different from each other, like three parallel lines that would never intersect.

In the past, Xiao Fan wouldn’t have dared to think about merging the three together.

Li Wendao was indeed an unparalleled existence among the Ancient Pill Saints. The Three Flavors True Fire Seal he had created was truly extraordinary.

Following the cultivation method he had received, Xiao Fan repeatedly attempted to merge and refine, but he failed time and time again. However, he didn’t become discouraged. After all, his Essence, Spiritual Energy, and Vital Spirit were abundant.

Although the Three Flavors True Fire Seal was extremely profound and complex, Xiao Fan was a natural-born martial artist with an extremely strong control over himself.

After failing hundreds of times in a row, he finally grasped the crux of it and saw a glimmer of hope for success.

Several more attempts later, a scarlet flame erupted from Xiao Fan’s body. Its terrifyingly high temperature caused the surrounding void to continuously emit crackling sounds.

The scarlet flame was as red as blood, extremely bright, as if it had been plucked from the Solar Star and had the power to incinerate everything.

But strangely enough, the scarlet flame enveloped Xiao Fan’s entire body without causing him any harm. It was as if it regarded him as its source and was constantly dancing and leaping around him.

Congeal!

With a thunderous shout, the scarlet flame abruptly surged towards Xiao Fan’s forehead, eventually forming a flame imprint that flickered incessantly like a living being.

The flame imprint flashed once before quickly disappearing, merging into Xiao Fan’s Niwan Palace and transforming into a tiny flame.

Although it was small, it was incredibly powerful. Even a tiny spark could start a prairie fire.

I’ve done it!

Exhaling a mouthful of turbid air, a hint of joy appeared on Xiao Fan’s face. Although this cultivation session had consumed most of his Essence, Spiritual Energy, and Vital Spirit, perseverance had paid off; the first True Fire Imprint had been successfully formed.

With his current cultivation, he could, at most, condense one True Fire Imprint. Any more than that would exceed his control. If the True Fire Imprint went berserk, it would likely incinerate his body into nothingness.

However, one True Fire Imprint was already more than sufficient to refine Precious Pills.

What delighted Xiao Fan the most was that the True Fire Imprint could not only be used for refining pills and weapons but also for battling and killing enemies. It could be considered a significant trump card.

There were three types of fire in the world: illusory fire, Heavenly Fire, and True Fire.

Each type of fire was different. Illusory fire was the strangest. Wrathful fire, heart fire, karmic fire, and so on all belonged to this category. It was formless and intangible, yet it still existed.

In his previous life, as the King of the Saint Path, Xiao Fan’s wrathful fire could annihilate creatures below the Heavenly Martial Realm.

As for those who specialized in cultivating illusory fire, they were even more enigmatic. By summoning illusory fire, they could kill people invisibly. Even those on the same cultivation level as them found it difficult to resist.

Heavenly Fire was a natural fire, including fire from the Earth’s core, Heavenly Thunder Fire, and even the fire that mortals used to strike stones to produce sparks.

Heavenly Fire could be strong or weak, and it was challenging for humans to control. Heavenly Thunder Fire could incinerate Saintly Path Strongholders, while ordinary fire could probably not even burn Qi Martial Realm cultivators to death.

As for the True Fire that Xiao Fan cultivated, it was True Spirit Fire. Flames born from True Essence,