Li Qingyue was almost certain.
Venerable Heavenly Virtue had fallen under Demon Flower Bloom's control because of the great tomb in Flower God Valley.
After all, Duan De was the forefather of tomb robbers. He would never willingly abandon such a great tomb.
Buzz!
Yet Demon Flower Bloom paid Venerable Heavenly Virtue no heed. He did not even turn his head.
Instead, his eyes remained fixed on the center of the nine Nether Mountains, while an inexplicable Dao resonance faintly rose around him.
There stood a small hill, though it looked more like a small, solitary grave.
The Nether Mountains and the Netherworld River encircled it, making it the center of this small world.
Endless nether energy converged upon that solitary grave.
Strangely, the little grave showed not the slightest trace of deathly energy. Instead, it brimmed with life.
Countless flowers covered the entire hill.
It resembled a peak formed from a sea of flowers.
"What is this?"
At the sight of this terrain, understanding dawned on Li Qingyue almost instantly.
Amid endless nether darkness, a wisp of life emerged, as though yin and yang had united.
A wisp of utmost yang arose within utmost yin.
This must have been the so-called netherworld rebirth.
It used the yin energy and deathly energy within endless Netherworld Soil to nurture a wisp of life.
The aim was to resurrect the being buried within.
Yet throughout all of history, no one had ever succeeded.
Even if someone did succeed, the person reborn from the Netherworld Soil would no longer be the original person.
Even Duan De, who cultivated the Tribulation-Transcending Heavenly Art and repeatedly revived within Netherworld Soil, had long since lost his original soul imprint.
All that remained was a fleshly shell and a newborn soul.
At least in Li Qingyue's memories,