All of a sudden.
Cheng Buzheng, seated cross-legged on the Cloud Bed, frowned as though he had thought of something.
Immediately, with a thought, his vast divine sense began searching inch by inch through his body.
From head to toe, including his dantian, Sea of Consciousness... nothing was overlooked.
Only then did Cheng Buzheng ease the tension in his heart considerably.
The encounter his incarnation had suffered in the Forbidden Sea had left Cheng Buzheng deeply wary of that invisible, incorporeal poison. He feared it might implicate his true body.
Although Cheng Buzheng had decisively detonated the Nascent Soul at the time, he was indeed worried that the thread of true spirit that returned might have also been contaminated by that terrifying, mysterious poison.
Right after that.
Cheng Buzheng did not hesitate. He immediately formed another hand seal.
In an instant.
Strands of cool airflow emerged within his body and coursed throughout him.
At the same time, a Rosy Cloud, pure and uniform in color, spread across Cheng Buzheng's body.
That was right.
This was the detection secret art Cheng Buzheng usually used, except this time, he was using it on himself.
Seeing the Rosy Cloud's unblemished, uniform color, he understood that his worries had been unnecessary.
Besides, if that thread of true spirit within the incarnation had been tainted by the terrifying poison, it would likely have long since been corroded away.
Otherwise.
When that thread of true spirit merged into heaven and earth, it would have dissipated along with it.
There was simply no possibility that the mysterious poison could have merged together with that thread of true spirit into the Nascent Soul of Cheng Buzheng's true body.
Besides.
Even if that thread of true spirit had carried the mysterious poison and merged into the Nascent Soul of