The new era name of the new Emperor Sima Ke was ushered in: Jianye.

On the fifteenth day of the first month in the first year of Jianye, within Flame Mountain, beneath the magma.

The surging Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy continued to converge, but as it was deep beneath the earth, it did not cause any significant impact on the outside world.

The crimson magma churned ceaselessly, with increasing heat.

The blood egg enveloping Chen Yuan was nearing its limit.

At this moment, the blood flames had completely solidified, truly becoming a giant blood egg, emitting radiant crimson light and mysterious Vermilion Bird Divine Patterns.

Chen Yuan's aura had weakened to the utmost, almost imperceptible.

Indeed, if someone had been safeguarding Chen Yuan, they might have thought he had perished here, burned alive by the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire.

The passage of years unknown, within the blood egg, Chen Yuan slowly opened his eyes, a glint of clarity flickering in them, and before him was a world of red flames.

"Dong...."

A strong heartbeat resounded, like soldiers fiercely beating war drums, the poignant sound continuously echoed within the depths of the earth.

"Dong...."

After an interval of thirty breaths, another dull thud sounded.

"Dong dong...."

The frequency of the heartbeat quickened, finally settling at three beats per breath, evenly and exuding a powerful vitality.

A ray of light emerged from his physical heart, followed by a second, a third.....

Chen Yuan's internal organs began to roar, multicolored glows dispersed within the world of the blood egg, the Five Elements rotated endlessly, and Chen Yuan's arms and legs underwent significant changes.

At this moment, everything was perfectly integrated!

Organs, blood vessels, limbs, meridians....

The Vermilion Bird Divine Fire was terrifying, its scorching heat was unbearable at first, and it was only by relying on the continuous absorption of the divine fire's power from the Baking Furnace Cave Heaven, he did not turn to ashes.

After all, this was indeed Immortal Fire.

Even with slowly devouring its power, Chen Yuan was almost extinguished by the divine fire, only surviving with strong will and terrifying bloodline.

Any other person, even a Demon Saint with Great Accomplishment of Divine Power, would have had no path but to fall!

Chen Yuan, however, seized this opportunity to thoroughly temper his physique once more, breaking through trials to achieve Nirvana, transforming crisis into opportunity.

He crossed this extremely crucial step.

"Break!"

Chen Yuan uttered a word, and in the next moment, a cry echoed underground, the outer shell of the blood egg shimmered, transforming into a red Vermilion Bird hovering above the blood egg.

Then, a crack appeared on the surface of the blood egg.

"Crack...."

"Crack...."

The cracks grew wider and denser, and in an instant, the once perfectly integrated blood egg was covered with a network of fractures.

The brightness of the blood egg's luster increased, becoming more tenuous, the illusory Vermilion Bird atop absorbed all the power before diving directly into Chen Yuan's Baking Furnace Cave Heaven.

A majestic Dragon Roar resounded from within the Baking Furnace Cave Heaven, originating from the Divine Mark left by Chen Yuan's previous devouring of the Azure Dragon Dragon Essence, which had disappeared before.

But with the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire's refining, everything within Chen Yuan was completely smelted out.

A Dragon Mark and a Vermilion Bird Divine Pattern, boldly occupying one space, responding to one another.

"Boom!"

Chen Yuan's eyes focused, radiating brilliance, no longer suppressing his power, veins surfaced on his physical body, which reverberated with a loud noise.

Simultaneously, a powerful aura swiftly rose from his body.

At the peak of Divine Skills! At the peak of physical body!

At this time, Chen Yuan's physique was nearly at the Perfect Realm, flawless and seamlessly integrated, stronger than ordinary Divine Weapons, a deadly weapon on the battlefield.

Feeling the surging power within him, a faint smile appeared on Chen Yuan's lips, exuding confidence, arrogance, and domination!

The Yang God reached its peak, and now with the consumption of the Vermilion Bird Divine Blood, his physical body also reached its peak, massively amplifying his power.

Aside from not yet comprehending Conception, there was almost nothing he lacked.

Although his current strength had not been tested in combat, he estimated he could undoubtedly rival the top three on the Heavenly List.

He even had a reasonable chance to suppress them.

After all, the power of rules is merely a type of power; it greatly enhances Martial Artists, but if one can resist the rules, fear is rendered moot.

Dual cultivation in Martial Arts brings more than a simple addition of powers; Chen Yuan now feels, unless an Immortal intervenes, who can defy him?

Thinking about Xiang Qianqiu, who once promised him a year on Liangshan, Chen Yuan's eyes narrowed. He now longed to face him, to bring him down from the heavens to the mortal realm.

To tell him that allowing time for cultivation was the most foolish decision of his life.

No one can match his speed of cultivation.

Give him time to catch up until he can no longer see Xiang's back.

Xiang Qianqiu, Manjusri, all those blessed with Qi Fortune were on his must-kill list; previously lacking strength, he had to restrain.

But now.....

Chen Yuan feared nothing!

The battle at Zhen Nan Pass significantly weakened his force, requiring a halt to the northern campaign, but he always knew it was temporary, and the day of northern conquest would eventually arrive.

Now, the time was about right.

With many thoughts swirling, Chen Yuan smiled to himself, shaking his head. Thinking was far inferior to action.

Discarding chaotic thoughts, Chen Yuan closed his eyes again, inhaling and exhaling.

Roughly half a day later, he slowly awakened, the first thing being to retrieve the Heavenly Book Treasure to contact Jiang He and others, inquiring about their current situation.

It was through their narration that Chen Yuan realized he had been in seclusion for over half a month and that the world had welcomed a new upheaval.

A ruler emerges in chaotic times, and for him, this was undoubtedly the best opportunity, one not to be missed.

Without much hesitation, Chen Yuan cut off the communication, preparing to return to the Central Plains, to truly begin the northern campaign. With his strength, he was already qualified to step firmly towards conquering the world.

Changing back into his regal robe, Chen Yuan restored his previously handsome demeanor. Looking at the withered corpse of the Vermilion Bird before him, adhering to the principle of not wasting, he stored it into the Heavenly Book.

Afterward, taking a glance around, he soared into the sky!

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About a day after Chen Yuan left, the void above the magma was suddenly torn apart, and a figure in a black robe swiftly emerged from within.

It was none other than Mo Ying!

With Divine Thought probing the surroundings, Mo Ying's face abruptly changed, showing unusual anger as he muttered:

"Who was it that found the Vermilion Bird before me! Damn it! Damn it!"

"This should have been a tremendous aid to me... ah....."

Mo Ying was full of unwillingness. After the Myriad Demons Temple incident, he scoured the entire Southern Border's magma, and only after much effort, did he sense this place from a single fiery feather.

Yet, unexpectedly, someone else had seized the advantage first, leaving him deeply discontented.

"Hmm?"

Amidst his fury, his gaze suddenly focused, detecting an extremely familiar aura from the surrounding world.

"Chen Yuan, it's you!!!"

The aura of Chen Yuan was unforgettable for Mo Ying; back on the ninth floor of the Demon Suppressing Tower in Shushan Town, he intended to possess him, but was obliterated by supreme power.

Since then, he bore Chen Yuan in mind.

Latterly, it was due to Chen Yuan's methods that he successfully inflicted heavy damage on Tian Lan, ultimately devouring a nearly extinguished Demon God of Divine Soul.

Of course, this definitely did not imply gratitude, only fear of this person.

"I'll see where you can flee this time!"

Mo Ying took out the central Token of the Myriad Demons Temple, and softly said:

"In my name, order the entire demon race to hunt down Chen Yuan!"