In the silent space of statues.
Time seemed to have lost its concept.
Ling Fan sat cross-legged, motionless.
His body was enveloped in a bright spiritual flame.
Strands of spiritual energy were rapidly stripped from the spiritual cores, transforming into wisps of spiritual flame that continuously tempered Ling Fan's physical body.
Over time.
Ling Fan's body became increasingly crystalline.
As if all impurities within his body had been refined by the spiritual flame, he became translucent, like a piece of crystal, exquisite and pure.
And within his body.
Inside his heart.
A blood pill the size of a pigeon's egg floated quietly, gradually taking shape.
This was a blood pill condensed from a vast amount of vital energy and blood.
Do not underestimate its size, which was only that of a pigeon's egg, but the essence of vital energy and blood it contained was several times greater than that of an entire Heavenly Origin Realm demonic beast.
And…
As Ling Fan's body was continuously tempered by the spiritual flame and absorbed that boundless energy, his entire body's vital energy and blood were constantly surging and strengthening.
This blood pill also gradually grew larger as a result.
At this moment.
More than half of the spiritual cores had been used.
Several more days passed.
In the silent statue space, the crackling sound of the spiritual flame burning finally subsided.
The last trace of spiritual flame on Ling Fan's body vanished into nothingness, disappearing from his body's surface.
And around him.
All five diamond-shaped spiritual cores, each the size of a human head, had completely lost all their spiritual energy, turning gray-white. A slight gust of air was enough to turn these spiritual cores into a pile of ashes.
In contrast, Ling Fan's body.
His clothes had long since been burned away by the spiritual flame.
From every exposed inch of his skin, a faint, lustrous, and slightly reddish glow emanated.
A sense of indestructible strength permeated the air.
His skin had become semi-transparent.
One could even see every strong, powerful blood vessel beneath his skin, seemingly filled with infinite potential.
Like countless rivers crisscrossing.
Blood surged within them!
Emitting faint roaring sounds of surging blood.
And within Ling Fan's heart.
A blood pill the size of a chicken's egg was completely formed.
Nirvana Tribulation Body, first layer, entry.
Success!
Ling Fan, who had been sitting motionless in the silent statue space for who knew how many days, finally rose to his feet.
As he stood up.
A series of slight cracking sounds, crackle, crackle, emanated from his bones, meridians, and muscles.
He merely stood there quietly, without any movement, but the physical strength that leaked from his body distorted the surrounding air, as if even this space could not bear his power…
Ling Fan simply clenched his fist.
A powerful, unparalleled force gathered in his palm.
The feeling was extremely surging.
Extremely explosive.
As if he could shatter this statue space with a single punch.
A smile appeared on Ling Fan's face.
This was the first time since his rebirth that he felt even a little satisfied with his own strength.
Upon entering the first level of the Nirvana Tribulation Body, his current physical body had completely reached the standard of a Heavenly Origin Realm physique in the Heavenly Realm.
If measured by the standards of the lower realm.
He could now completely crush late-stage or even peak Heavenly Origin Realm experts with his physical body alone.
The weak physiques of these lower realm Heavenly Origin Realm martial artists were as fragile as paper in front of him.
"I don't know how long I've been in seclusion, it's time to go out and see."
Ling Fan casually parted his hands to the sides.
The statue space was instantly torn apart by him, and he walked out.
Outside the statue space.
It was a mess.
The ruins of the Golden Hall lay scattered haphazardly on the peak of Misty Cloud Mountain.
And along the path down Misty Cloud Mountain.
It was desolate.
Let alone people.
Not even a ghost was seen.
After being destroyed by Ling Fan.
This renowned martial arts sacred ground had finally completely declined.
Although Ling Fan had not killed the low-level martial artists of Misty Cloud Mountain, only those above the Profound Gang Realm,
These low-level martial artists of Misty Cloud Mountain could no longer remain there.
When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter.
…
As Ling Fan reached the foot of the mountain.
Suddenly, his eyes moved.
His divine sense was now extremely powerful.
Almost nothing around him could escape his perception.
He quickly appeared behind someone.
"What are you doing here?"
Ling Fan asked indifferently.
The person's body trembled, and he suddenly turned around.
Upon seeing Ling Fan, the person's eyes immediately lit up, and he hurriedly bowed and said, "Mr. Ling, Mr. Ling! You've finally appeared!"
This person was Ah Liang, the deputy general of the Heavenly Chu Governor's Mansion.
In Heavenly Chu City, Chu Tiange had always arranged for this person to serve Ling Fan.
Ling Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Ah Liang, are you waiting for me specifically?"
"Reporting to Mr. Ling, that is indeed the case!"
"Mr. Ling, you have been missing for nearly a month. In this past month, many things have happened in Heavenly Chu City. The Seventh Young Master searched for you everywhere and couldn't find you. He believed you must still be on Misty Cloud Mountain and had not left, so he ordered me to wait here specifically."
"What happened in Heavenly Chu City?"
Ling Fan's eyes flashed, and he asked.
"I dare not hide anything from Mr. Ling. Not long after you destroyed Misty Cloud Mountain, the Old Madam Lan of the Lan Clan quietly left Heavenly Chu City. At that time, no one knew where she had gone…"
"It wasn't until half a month later that Old Madam Lan returned to Heavenly Chu City, bringing with her a group of terrifyingly powerful experts from the Flowing Cloud Kingdom! They returned to Heavenly Chu City in grandeur, riding terrifying Heavenly Origin Realm demonic beasts."
"As soon as she returned to Heavenly Chu City, she went straight to Jiang He Tower."
Speaking of this.
Ah Liang paused, as if the following words were very difficult to utter.
Ling Fan's eyes flashed with cold light, and he said, "Just say it, don't hesitate to speak. What did that old woman from the Lan Clan go to Jiang He Tower for? Was she looking for my father-in-law's family?"
"Your wife, Lan Xueyi… was taken away by people from the Flowing Cloud Kingdom…"
What!
Fierce, intimidating light suddenly erupted from Ling Fan's eyes.
As if it were a peerless divine sword unsheathed.
Sharp and unparalleled.
He had actually anticipated this.
With Lan Xueyi's talent after surviving the first blood tribulation of the Nine Deaths Spirit Phoenix Body, as long as she was noticed by those powerful forces, they would definitely come to snatch her.
He just didn't expect it to be so soon.
And they chose to act precisely when he was in seclusion.
"Who were the people who took my wife?"
"Reporting to Mr. Ling, the people who came were from the Demon Martial Wei Family, one of the three super martial arts families of the Flowing Cloud Kingdom. And the one who took your wife was a super expert from a hidden sect above the Flowing Cloud Kingdom. That person… was an invincible king of the Giant Spirit Realm!"
Ah Liang's voice carried a hint of trembling.
He couldn't help but show a look of fear.
"When our Seventh Young Master learned that they were going to Jiang He Tower, he sensed something was wrong and quickly invited the Governor to try and stop them. However, the Governor was severely injured by a palm strike from a late-stage Heavenly Origin Realm expert from the Demon Martial Wei Family among those people… It was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"
"At first, your wife firmly refused to go to the hidden sect. However, in the end, that Giant Spirit Realm expert threatened that if your wife, Lan Xueyi, did not leave with her and cultivate in the hidden sect, she would kill your parents-in-law, kill everyone she knew, including finding and killing you!"
"In the end, your wife chose to compromise…"
Ling Fan lowered his eyelids slightly.
When he raised them again.
Killing intent flowed!