It was a kind of nirvana. Yes, throughout these past hundred years, Ye Xiwen had been undergoing a nirvana, an unprecedented nirvana.
Legend had it that experts of the Phoenix Clan underwent nirvana at intervals, and once they completed it, their strength would undergo a transformation as thorough as shedding a mortal body and exchanging bones.
Ye Xiwen was experiencing just such a nirvana. With the Phoenix Rebirth Art within him, and through its constant operation over these years, his constitution had, in some respects, already drawn close to that of the Phoenix Clan.
Otherwise, merely relying on the power supplied by the Demon Seed, there was no way he could have survived after his body had been blasted into powder.
The true reason he had survived was that the Phoenix Rebirth Art within his body had finally broken through, reaching an entirely new realm.
For many years, Ye Xiwen had cultivated the Phoenix Rebirth Art. He had long since reached the peak of its second level, yet had never been able to deduce the state of the third level.
The first level of the Phoenix Rebirth Art repaired the physical body with astonishing speed, while the second level could also swiftly heal injuries to the Primordial Spirit and soul. Yet after Ye Xiwen entered the peak of the second level, he had never been able to cultivate the legendary third level. Just like his Tyrant Body back then, he had been stuck there, unable to advance or retreat.
But this time, being blasted into powder had unexpectedly aligned with the essence of the Phoenix Rebirth Art: nirvana. Only through nirvana could one be reborn. This time, he had truly been blasted into powder and met the requirements for nirvana, allowing him to be reborn under the guidance of the