After repeatedly cutting open his own body, Xiao Yan had finally gauged the speed and limits of his regenerative ability. The process had been rather horrifying, though. After all, few people would test themselves like Xiao Yan, directly using a dagger to stab through their own hearts and eye sockets. Only because Xiao Yan was an alchemist could he disregard such risks. Anyone else, even if they knew they possessed regenerative abilities, would not dare be so bold.
The testing lasted the entire night. When it ended, Xiao Yan was in an excellent mood. No one had known that using the Yellow Spring Pavilion's clay puppet together with the Wind Lightning Pavilion's Three Thousand Lightning Phantom Body would produce such a miraculous change. The clay puppet of the Yellow Spring Pavilion possessed an aura that ordinary people simply could not control. Thus, although it could block fatal injuries, few people outside the Yellow Spring Pavilion dared use it, and no one knew of this wondrous transformation.
Of course, Xiao Yan himself did not know why this change had occurred. He carried three kinds of Heavenly Flames, each with different effects. Even if someone else truly cultivated the Three Thousand Lightning Phantom Body and used the clay puppet, they might not gain a clone capable of withstanding damage like his.
The Three Thousand Lightning Phantom Body's current function was worlds apart from before. Xiao Yan dared to guarantee that its effect was no weaker than a Heaven-tier Dou Technique! It could directly bear injuries in place of Xiao Yan's true body. This was practically the most important weapon in a life-or-death battle. With this ability as protection, Xiao Yan could recklessly trade injury for injury with his opponents in the future.
"I really should thank Venerable Yellow Spring and Venerable Lei."