There is a legend.
There is a bird that soars beyond the nine heavens. It will not perch unless it is a parasol tree, and will not feed unless it is bamboo fruit. It lands only once every five hundred years, and the day it lands is the day of Nirvana.
Every Nirvana requires trials of fierce flames and life and death themselves.
After each Nirvana, its feathers grow fuller, its voice clearer, and its spirit even more refined. When it soars into the sky once more, its radiant light will illuminate the entire world.
The phoenix undergoes Nirvana, reborn from the flames.
The chick’s bloodied and mangled body lies there silently, a vivid pool of blood like burning flames.
At this moment, the blood that stains the earth seems to come alive, swirling like flame spirits surrounding the chick’s body, as if worshipping an ancient deity.
The sound of flowing water.
In an instant, the blood ignites, enveloping the chick’s body in a blazing inferno brimming with life.
The flames continue to burn, and time, space—everything seems consumed by this fire.
The fire gradually transforms, and the chick’s body becomes encased in a hard, red shell resembling stone. The shell doesn’t burn like wood, yet the fierce flames seem on the verge of extinguishing.
The phoenix undergoes Nirvana, possessing immense vitality, but the chick’s life force during its rebirth is unstable, as if it might vanish at any moment.
Inside the cosmic crucible.
That pitch-black arm has now become illusory, a swirling mass of black mist struggling in its final moments under the refining force.
As for Lin Fan, his physical body has long since disintegrated, leaving only a crimson heart pulsing steadily within the crucible. Unexpectedly, at the moment the Holy Demon Sect was destroyed, the Ancestor had injected a drop of divine blood into his body.
Now it floats silently above the heart, wrapping Lin Fan’s last glimmer of life in an ancient power.
That drop of divine blood radiates dazzling light, yet even it begins to crumble before the refining force.
Beside the heart, a faint figure stands silently—it is the final remnant of Lin Fan’s essence, spirit, and vitality.
“Chick…”
At this moment, a subtle sensation reaches Lin Fan’s heart—it is the chick’s life force.
The phoenix undergoes Nirvana, reborn from fire.
Yet the chick’s vitality is now extremely weak, barely enough to support rebirth. The burning flames flicker precariously, barely maintaining their flicker.
At this moment, the crimson heart gives a slight beat—it is the flame of the “One Thought, One Pill” technique.
“Chick, hold on until the new master arrives,” Lin Fan murmurs softly. The “One Thought, One Pill” flame quietly rises, ignoring the crucible’s barriers, piercing through layers of resistance, and replacing the unstable flame, granting the chick permanent life support.
…
That black arm is on the brink of final collapse, and Lin Fan knows that to destroy it, he must refine it along with himself.
Lin Fan recalls past events, his mind filled with thoughts. He had once dreamed of becoming a supreme figure across the cosmos, but that path proved far too difficult.
“Refine…”
In an instant, the cosmic crucible becomes chaotic—no light, no flame, nothing at all, as if everything had returned to primordial chaos.
“Ding, Congratulations, ‘Indestructible Demon Body’ gains one billion experience.”
“Ding, Congratulations, ‘Indestructible Demon Body’ levels up to 18.”
“Ding, Congratulations, ‘Indestructible Demon Body’ levels up to 19.”
“Ding, Congratulations, ‘Indestructible Demon Body’ levels up to 20.”
“Ding, Congratulations, ‘Indestructible Demon Body’ evolves into ‘Eternally Indestructible.'”
“Eternally Indestructible: The ultimate physical cultivation technique, capable of manifesting true form, defying all laws.”
“Ding, Congratulations, physical body advances to the Great Heaven Stage—Initial Realm.”
…
Within this chaos, a single drop of fresh blood slowly trickles into the void, while the black mist is gradually drawn into the chaos by the refining force. The golden蝌蚪script floats inside, as if tugged by a mysterious pull, joyfully dancing about.
At this moment, the cosmic crucible brightens once more, and a single strand of hair floats silently within.
This strand of hair emits a strange glow. In an instant, warmth flows from it, as if alive, multiplying and taking shape.
One hair births all things.
A head, a body, two arms, two legs, and a heart.
“Thump!”
The heart beats.
The figure sitting cross-legged within the cosmic crucible is unmistakably Lin Fan.
Now naked and cross-legged, his skin shines like jade, and flowing light dances across his body, mesmerizing to behold.
At this moment, the black mist seems to gain new life, slowly condensing into an arm. No longer black, it turns red and gradually merges into Lin Fan’s right hand.
That single drop of divine blood transforms into a vast sea of blood, merging into Lin Fan’s body, becoming his blood.
Suddenly, a golden light flashes, and countless tadpole-like scripts swirl around, then arrange themselves in order, imprinting onto Lin Fan’s back.
“Ding, Right Hand Transformed—Eternal Arm.”
“Ding, Integrated ‘Heavenly Truth Scripture.'”
“Ding, Integrated ‘Heavenly Blood.'”
…
Unknown how much time has passed, but suddenly, the pair of closed eyes snap open, releasing a golden light that causes the cosmic crucible to tremble slightly.
“Am I not dead?”
At this moment, Lin Fan gazes around in confusion, then steps out of the cosmic crucible. Upon seeing the familiar surroundings, his heart surges with emotion.
“I’m still alive!” Lin Fan shouts excitedly, clenching his right fist tightly.
“Boom… boom…”
In an instant, the void shatters, and torrents of void energy surge forth.
Lin Fan is momentarily stunned.
“What the hell is going on?” Thinking the black arm hadn’t been destroyed yet, Lin Fan becomes alert, scanning his surroundings.
Yet everything is silent, not a single sound. Lin Fan glances at his right hand—it looks the same as before, yet feels somehow different.
He slightly lifts his hand and gently points into the void.
In an instant, a terrifying scene unfolds.
The void he pointed at shattered inch by inch, dissolving into nothingness.
“What the…!” At this moment, Lin Fan can only express his shock with these two words filled with infinite meaning.
At this moment, Lin Fan suddenly remembers the chick and begins looking around. Not far away, he sees a flame still burning.
“Chick…” Looking into the flames, Lin Fan sees a red eggshell and feels deep sorrow.
“Chick, please don’t die…” Lin Fan wipes his eyes with his right hand.
“Boom…”
At this moment, the void shatters once again, and a torrent of energy wildly spins within the fractured emptiness.
Seeing this, Lin Fan is stunned. “What the heck is this? Did I really wave my hand and shatter the void? This… this…”
But at this moment, Lin Fan doesn’t think further. He gently uses his left hand to touch the eggshell within the flames.
“Chick, you died so tragically…” Lin Fan cries, tears flowing like a flood. “But don’t worry, Chick. Your glorious image will forever remain in my heart.”
As Lin Fan weeps and mourns, a sudden sound comes from within the red eggshell.
“Oo-oo-oo…” This sound carries unhappiness, helplessness, and sorrow.
“Chick, you’re not dead!” At this moment, Lin Fan is overjoyed beyond words.
“Oo-oo-oo…” The sound comes again from within the eggshell, as if saying, “Hurry and save me! I’m alive, but my life force is too weak—I’ve developed a defect and can’t hatch!”
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