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Hm?

Everyone present was a True Immortal, so they naturally saw through the essence of the <Pale Soul Reflecting Shadow Calamity-Transcending True Art> at a glance.

This was a method for averting disaster and transcending tribulations, specifically aimed at heart-demon tribulations.

Those who cultivated this art would, upon entry, refine a spark of unfettered Kong Ming True Fire. When their heart demons blazed fiercely, it could burn away false roots, shatter obstructions, and guard the heart.

"Though it won't be enough to deal with further changes down the line, it should be sufficient for the present," Yuanjun said.

More than sufficient—it was downright overkill.

One had to know that cultivators at Dao Integration and above would not be affected by heart-demon tribulations.

In other words, no matter how the heart-demon tribulation changed, before it completely eroded the original self, it could at most reach the Void Return level. Only after it had fully eroded the original self would it have the possibility of advancing further.

And the <Pale Soul Reflecting Shadow Calamity-Transcending True Art> was a secret art at the True Art level.

"I say, isn't your efficiency a little too absurd?" Charm Ancestor complained.

Clearly, her cultivation was a little higher, yet in this regard, compared to Yuanjun, she was practically like someone who had never gained intelligence.

A True Art!

It wasn't like cabbages growing by the roadside.

Fortunately, someone was even worse than she was.

She secretly glanced at Bie Xuening, who looked back at her coldly.

Yuanjun, meanwhile, could not be bothered to pay her any attention.

With a gesture of her other hand, several threads of the Immortal Net descended, plunging directly into that hazy, sacred white radiance.

A True Art had neither form nor appearance; no tangible "object" could bear or record it.

But