Reincarnation Seal.
Wang Xuan's fingertips hovered above the black-and-white interwoven seal. His gaze was like two Chaos divine swords, dissecting every strand of Dao Pattern within it with absolute clarity.
The seal emanated a deep, icy aura, carrying the ancient rhythm of life and death cycling endlessly, yet at its deepest core lay an indescribable strangeness.
"No comparison," he murmured, his voice calm and even. "I also don't know whether the Corpse Emperor's Reincarnation Seal is authentic."
He was not entirely ignorant of the path of Reincarnation Seals.
Once nine Reincarnation Seals merged into one, one could directly become a Red Dust Immortal. It was an immortal art no less remarkable than the path of Red Dust Immortals.
Yet this path was a hundred times more perilous than living nine lives in reverse. Every Reincarnation Seal accumulated required one to undergo a terrifying process akin to a simulated reincarnation.
Cultivation, physical strength, memories, Dao Principles—everything would be severed away, reducing one completely to an ordinary mortal and forcing one to begin anew.
The one who had perfected this path was the Underworld Venerable.
The Heavenly Tribulation Transcending Technique passed down by his master was exceedingly bizarre. Rumor had it that it was inextricably linked to the Burial Soil of the Era of Chaos: burying one lifetime, cultivating anew, repeating the cycle until perfection.
"How much you can comprehend depends on your own fortune." With a casual wave of Wang Xuan's hand, the Corpse Emperor's body turned into a streak of light and vanished into the depths of the Inner World.
He intended to hand this body over to the Xiantian Demon Gods within the Inner World for study, especially the Yama Emperor who controlled Underworld Soil. He was a born master of the Underworld Dao and might be able to