"Emperor's elixir!"
Li Ping looked up at the brilliant silver moon, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.
The Desolate Fire Sparrow had survived the tribulation lightning. Next, it could shed its beastly body and assume human form. The brilliant silver moon had appeared precisely to bestow this blessing upon it.
Ancient texts recorded: "Whenever a demon creature assumes human form, it must receive moonlight essence, for within moonlight lies emperor's elixir."
As Li Ping watched, ripples suddenly spread across the surface of the brilliant silver moon. Then a mass of blue-gold liquid as large as an adult's head squeezed out of it.
The instant it left the moon, the great mass of spiritual liquid turned into countless olive-shaped streaks of light. They followed ten thousand golden threads down toward the Desolate Fire Sparrow, like a golden curtain of beads hanging from the lunar disk above.
It flowed with incomparable silkiness.
At the same time, a faint fragrance began to permeate the world. Li Ping's nostrils twitched as the fragrance drifted into his nose, instantly refreshing his spirits.
Below, the countless blue-gold streaks vanished into the Desolate Fire Sparrow's body the moment they touched it.
Bathed beneath the blue-gold curtain of beads, layer upon layer of crimson flames began to emerge across the Desolate Fire Sparrow's body. The flames grew ever denser until they finally formed a gigantic fireball suspended in midair.
At this sight, relief finally appeared on Li Ping's face, as though a great burden had been lifted.
At this point, the Desolate Fire Sparrow's lightning tribulation was over.
Inside that enormous fireball, it should now be reshaping its body and assuming human form.
According to the information he had specifically consulted before this journey, when a human cultivator underwent nascent soul formation, their nascent soul would leave