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Ye Xing's willpower was so strong that he could even withstand the extreme pain of a hundred ghosts devouring his body. However, after consuming this cinnabar fruit, the acute pain that came from his head was akin to his soul being torn apart, yet this was the first time that he had a thought that living was better than death.

No matter how cruel the Hundred Devouring Ghost Body was, it was only aimed at his body, and was only a physical pain. However, the cinnabar fruit had forcefully opened up the user's Divine Soul Acupoint, and from the depths of his soul, it could be said that it was a heaven-defying action that would alter his innate talent and increase his mental strength.

This kind of terrifying pain had persisted for two hours. This was the first time Ye Xing felt that time had passed so slowly, even after experiencing the Hundred Ghost Mind Refinement Art, his mind, which had never experienced a crack before, had actually begun to waver.

"Zhizhi!"

The little monkey's anxious screams could not affect the Ye Xing who was already close to death. It danced about in front of the latter, wanting to cheer for the other party.

"Hua!"

A ray of light flashed across Ye Xing's mind.

"NO!" I can't give up! Xing Er, you have to hold on! The heavens will descend upon the saints, and they will surely suffer first … If you want to become an outstanding person, then you must endure pain that ordinary people cannot endure. You will have to pay for all of this in the future! "

Right at the moment when Ye Xing's consciousness was about to collapse, his father's pure and simple teachings from back then sounded in his heart. That resolute tone of voice was even heavier than Mt.

"Father, you're right. I cannot be defeated like this. I still want to become strong! I want to find you!"

In terms of talent, he may not be able to compare to the many heaven's pride experts in this world, but in terms of willpower, he definitely did not lose to anyone!

This was the insistence of Ye Xing!

More than ten hours passed, and unknowingly, two days and two nights had already passed under the cinnabar fruit's torture. The clothes on his body were already torn into pieces by him, and there were even many traces of blood that she had clawed out. However, no matter how battered he looked, his eyes remained clear.

With the flow of time, the feeling of tearing pain gradually weakened, finally turning into a refreshing and moist Qi that lingered and spun in Ye Xing's head.

At the same time, a strange energy was born in his sea of consciousness. He didn't know when, but he seemed to hear a light sound inside his head, and that strange energy immediately flooded his body like a flood, causing him to feel comfortable and almost moan.

"This is Mental Energy!"

A transparent energy suddenly emerged in Ye Xing's eyes. It was like the eyes of a true god, able to see through all illusions.

In the next moment, the consciousness in Ye Xing's mind suddenly had the impulse to break free from its restraints. He was startled, and immediately recalled the description in Situ Ming's memories, promptly releasing his mind.

Beep.

From within Ye Xing's body, a transparent image suddenly appeared. Upon closer inspection, it was actually a human figure that looked exactly like Ye Xing.

His soul had left his body!

Ye Xing opened his eyes and was surprised to find that there was another image of himself beside him that was exactly the same. When he thought about it, he realized that this was his physical body and that his consciousness had left his physical body along with his soul.

His soul was formless and formless, without any sort of weight. He could float as he wished. This feeling was truly fascinating.

"Zhizhi!"

Ye Xing looked around to experience the wondrous taste, just in time to see the little monkey giggling foolishly as it stared at his soul, jumping around.

"You can see me?"

Ye Xing was surprised. According to Situ Ming's memories, other than martial artists who were also capable of releasing their soul from their body, it was impossible for them to find a soul like the God Soul, but his soul was actually completely exposed in front of this little monkey.

"Creak …"

The little monkey was still smiling without a care in the world. It even made a face at Ye Xing and played around with its butt.

"Damn monkey!"

Ye Xing unhappily rolled his eyes at it. He could tell that although this dead monkey didn't have much fighting power, it was innately born with a spirit that didn't belong to humans. It was definitely a type of demon beast that he had never heard of.

"Monkey, I'll go out and take a look. Just stay here and help me look after my body."

Ye Xing, whose soul had just left his body, felt a fresh sensation. Ignoring the fact that the little monkey was so angry that it jumped seven, eight times, his soul directly left the Water Moon Cave and flew outside. His soul did not have a physical body, so when he passed through the waterfall, he only felt a trace of an unusual ice-cold feeling, and was not drenched.

Ye Xing controlled his soul to fly upwards, he wanted to experience the taste of flying tens of thousands of miles high, to be able to stand in the air and look down at the world, that was the true dream and spirit of a good man!

Weng! *

Unexpectedly, after flying for less than a hundred meters, a strong buzzing sound came from beside Ye Xing's ears. He immediately felt a swelling pain in his head, and a dizzying feeling assaulted him without any warning.

When he landed in the air, he hurriedly stopped and felt a burst of fear in his heart, "So, my soul is still very weak now, I can't even withstand the pressure of the wind. So close, my soul almost collapsed just now, I don't even know how I died!"

If there was a talented youth supervised by an elder, he would be able to carefully control his soul and return to his body after the initial success.

Who would dare to be as reckless as Ye Xing, the first time his soul left his body, to fly up a hundred metres high?

If the Incantationer knew about this, wouldn't they be scared out of their wits? This was the first time their souls left their bodies. Forget about flying high up in the sky, even walking a few steps on the ground was strenuous, if it was a method like Ye Xing's, their souls would have crumbled at least a hundred and eighty times!

But Ye Xing was different. His soul was born from a forcefully opened acupoint opened by a cinnabar fruit the day after tomorrow.

This was the specialty that cinnabar fruit brought to Ye Xing!

The telepathic thoughts Situ Ming left behind were a little incomplete, and the memories within were naturally incomplete as well. Therefore, the description of the cinnabar fruit were not as specific as imagined. In reality, this cinnabar fruit was a self-nurturing fruit that absorbed the essence of the sun and moon for countless days and nights. It took tens of thousands of years of time to produce this fruit.

Thirty thousand years of blooming, thirty thousand years of fruit, and thirty thousand years of maturity. This was the growth process of a cinnabar fruit.

No matter where one put it, this sort of spiritual-type heavenly treasure would always be considered a top-notch treasure. It was definitely worthy of many supreme experts going crazy over it. Especially those Incantationer s, they definitely desired these cinnabar fruit from the bottom of their hearts!

But such a unique heavenly treasure, which was worth many big shots going crazy over, was easily taken by a nameless kid who was not born with the qualifications to be a Incantationer, and was even eaten in such a muddled manner.

If the Incantationer knew about this, wouldn't they be so angry that they would spew out blood on the spot?

… ….

In the next few days, Ye Xing seemed to be obsessed with the feeling of his soul leaving his body. It was because of this that his soul became more and more corporeal, and his spiritual force also slowly increased.

As for the food, there was no need for him to worry. Little Monkey had lived in Water Moon Cave for many years, so he had a good understanding of the terrain here. Every time, it would bring back some extremely precious spiritual herbs and fruits. Not only was the taste excellent, but it also had abundant energy.

With such abundant cultivation resources, his cultivation could be said to be advancing at a tremendous pace. He simply could not stop. Having just broken through the coagulation stage to begin with, his body's demand for energy had once again neared its saturation point, entering the peak of the coagulation stage!

He was only missing an opportunity to break through his spiritual building period!

This kind of terrifying cultivation speed was simply outrageous. If it was placed in the Qingyuan Town, it would be enough to be called a cultivation genius that only appeared once every thousand years, right?

At the same time, with the nourishment of the Spirit Medicinal Fruits, Ye Xing used the medicinal power within them to cultivate the [Dragon's Transformation]! Right now, his body was even tougher than a demon's body. What was even more exaggerated was that the steel longblade he bought from the blacksmith shop was no longer able to easily cut through his skin!

No blades, no swords!

This was the current condition of his body. The more he cultivated the cultivation technique, the more he felt that it was extraordinary. Faintly, he discovered that there was a fundamental difference between the body tempering method of the Dragon's Transformation and all the body tempering methods he had come in contact with before.

He even thought of an incredible possibility, and that was that this art seemed to be customized for demon beasts!

"Brother Qingtian, just who are you … …"

Ever since he met Qingtian, this question had been plaguing his mind.