Inside the mysterious Inner Landscape artifact, the space was dim, quiet, and deep, with mysterious particles silently drifting down from some unknown place.

At first glance, it resembled the Inner Landscape: void and detached from the world, standing amidst an ethereal time, as if in the highest meditative state, like that of a bodhisattva.

Wang Xuan frowned. Everything seemed familiar yet false.

The darkness within the artifact flowed, flickering between void and stillness, unable to maintain a prolonged state of clarity. Most importantly, the concentration of mysterious particles here was much thinner than in the true Inner Landscape.

Could this concentration even be one-tenth of his own Inner Landscape? It seemed unlikely.

Looking back, Wang Xuan saw the passage shrouded in black mist and white vapor, densely covered with mysterious patterns, intertwined chaotically.

Were the ancient Earth Immortals, Ascension-level experts, and the Thousand Hands True God all torn apart by these patterns?

Standing here, Wang Xuan could feel his own insignificance, as small as dust, while the figures that had exploded stood as tall as mountains.

In an instant, he understood. The black-and-white patterns in the passage were like a giant net, trapping transcendents like massive fish, tearing them to pieces.

But he was merely a small fish, slipping through the net's enormous holes.

The contrast was stark: Earth Immortal-level beings were as colossal as prehistoric crocodiles!

As Wang Xuan continued walking, the darkness was pierced. His arrival seemed to activate the Inner Landscape artifact, causing the entire space to tremble, flickering between light and dark.

He felt a calling, a fatal attraction that was difficult to resist, drawing him closer.

Something ahead was awakening!

As Wang Xuan walked forward, he used his foundational techniques to absorb the mysterious particles, replenishing the energy he had recently consumed.

Deep within the artifact, there was a special area where the mysterious particles fell like snow, becoming much denser. Something in that place was attracting him, making it impossible to resist.

In the darkened area, there was a pool, where the mysterious particles had accumulated, thick like liquid.

As Wang Xuan approached, it was as if a torrential downpour fell around him, baptizing him with the mysterious particles. What he had consumed earlier was now replenished many times over.

A mist rose from the pool, quickly enveloping him. Was this the opportunity left behind by the Immortals?

Wang Xuan immediately sensed that this mist was incredibly important to him. It followed his spirit, entering the real world, and in an instant, merged into his physical body.

Was this the treasure left by the Immortals to change one's fate? Had he just obtained it?!

Wang Xuan felt a mysterious connection to his physical body. His entire being felt comfortable, and something strange was happening in the real world, as if a celestial being was gently touching his head, adjusting his bones, and realigning his meridians.

This was no illusion. Wang Xuan saw many images, imprints left by those who had come before.

Every hundred years, elite seeds from the three transcendent stars of Euler, Heluo, and Ascension would come here to absorb the strange mist and undergo this baptism.

In those imprints, some had their bones corrected, others had their meridians strengthened, and still others had their internal organs reshaped.

For mortals, this was indeed a chance to change their fate, as their bones, meridians, and organs were all thoroughly refined and optimized.

It was unbelievable, a chance to reshape one's destiny and enhance one's potential.

For those walking the path of the Old Technique, this was equivalent to rebirth, fundamentally altering their future and expanding their potential for cultivation.

Wang Xuan was stunned. Such a treasure actually existed!

He never believed in predestination. Those who followed the path of the Old Technique were constantly breaking through the limitations of their lives.

This process was bound to be accompanied by blood, tears, and even death.

Standing in a place of brilliance, one must inevitably see the darkness behind them.

Now, with a treasure that could completely transform one's bones, this postnatal reshaping left Wang Xuan deeply unsettled, his emotions fluctuating wildly.

Was this truly the handiwork of the Immortals?

"No change?" Wang Xuan was startled. His spirit remained in the Inner Landscape artifact, but he could still sense the situation outside.

In the real world, his body was covered by the strange mist, undergoing baptism, but his bones, organs, and other parts glowed stubbornly, resonating without being reshaped.

Wang Xuan had a feeling, and immediately began practicing the foundational techniques of the pre-Qin alchemists within the Inner Landscape artifact, followed by the Golden Body Technique, and finally the body technique of Zhang Daoling.

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The strange mist broke apart, transforming into a pure, top-tier energy that was absorbed by him as he practiced the techniques from the Five Pages of the Golden Book.

"What kind of substance is this mist?"

As he practiced, the mist dissolved, like food being consumed. His entire body felt relaxed, as if a celestial being was helping him circulate his blood. He felt as though he might ascend at any moment.

"Is it because my bones and meridians don't need any changes?" Wang Xuan was lost in thought. If that were the case, it would suggest his potential was truly astonishing.

Master Wang had always been confident. After all, he had opened the Inner Landscape while still a mortal!

Even in the brightest era of the Old Technique, such individuals were extremely rare, with only a few recorded across the ancestral courts of all the great sects.

"Or perhaps it's because I have mastered the Golden Body Technique, and my body rejects this kind of mysterious reshaping?"

If that were true, it would indicate that, despite its apparent simplicity and high energy demands, the Golden Body Technique had unique merits, rendering the strange mist ineffective.

"Or maybe reshaping the body and rewriting destiny isn't necessarily the correct path, and my body rejected it?" Wang Xuan pondered deeply.

He wasn't arrogant but maintained a clear understanding. From the pre-Qin alchemists to the sages of Daoism, their methods had evolved through the ages, and the standards of the past were not always correct.

He felt that after opening the Inner Landscape prematurely, his body had developed some anomalies, so it wasn't surprising that it would reject such a process.

"No matter what it is, I've consumed the treasure as nourishment—no loss there!" Wang Xuan's keen senses told him that his body had benefited from the process. The strange energy was beneficial to him.

He seriously considered whether, instead of consuming demonic fruits, he could venture into the depths of the land of the dead, using this strange energy to greatly enhance his strength and achieve a breakthrough.

Wang Xuan's gaze settled on the pool, where the mysterious particles had gathered, thick like water. Most importantly, the strange mist was rising from within it.

The treasure sought by Earth Immortals, Ascension-level experts, and the Thousand Hands True God was likely not the mist itself. The true prize was probably at the bottom of the pool.

Should he just take it?

If even Earth Immortals and the Golden-winged Roc coveted this treasure, its origins must be beyond imagination.

Wang Xuan glanced back at the passage, where the patterns intertwined densely. Even beings at the Ascension level would be killed.

But, those restrictions didn't apply to a "small fish" like him, so why not entertain the idea?

"I just want to see what kind of object it is." Wang Xuan crouched near the pool, his body submerged in the mysterious substance.

He was cautious, not making any big moves, and decided to test the waters first.

However, the bottom of the pool was murky, and he couldn't see anything.

Even his spiritual domain was useless; all he could perceive was emptiness!

"I'll just feel around then." Since he couldn't see, he decided to act. His spiritual body extended its right hand.

As soon as Wang Xuan's hand entered the pool, the mysterious substance began to boil, and the entire treasure space oscillated between moments of brilliance and darkness, trembling violently.

He turned back, and the symbols in the passageway became blindingly radiant, interweaving continuously. This was the energy of extraordinary rules being activated. If any Earth Immortal barged in now, they would be immediately obliterated!

Wang Xuan looked back and forth, thinking it wasn't a big deal. The hole in the large net hadn't shrunk, and he could still leave.

Unable to hold back any longer, Wang Xuan reached into the bottom of the pool and touched something. It didn't feel like a spiritual object but a real, physical one.

A physical object in the Inner Landscape?

The moment his fingertips touched it, without even fully grasping its shape, he felt the world change. Had he returned to ancient times, or was he traversing to a different realm?!

What did he see? The light of ascension flared, and beings were disintegrating.

The sky roared with the sounds of battle. Light filled the air everywhere, but he couldn't see any figures because these beings were moving too fast, even faster than his spiritual senses could keep up with.

Wang Xuan gasped for air, steadying his mind. His fingertips continued to touch the object, slowly sliding, altering its position, and his perception shifted along with it.

It felt like he had moved away from the center of that world and transcended it, overlooking one terrifying scene after another.

Were those… immortals fighting?

A great curtain shrouded the front, with some vague figures moving through the heavens. Sword energy tore through the sky, and someone was slain, with blood raining down, falling to the ground.

Was this the world behind the curtain?

It wasn't just one layer. Were several worlds merging, or was there yet another curtain behind the current one—multiple layers of worlds?

A chaotic war, with immortals vying for supremacy!

They were all fighting for one particular object, wrapped in a misty glow. Whoever held it would immediately become the target of pursuit by the others.

Wang Xuan was startled. An object coveted by immortals—how extraordinary must it be?

He strongly suspected that this item was lying at the bottom of the pool!

Was it what his fingertips had touched?

Beyond the multiple layers of the curtain, Wang Xuan saw a red silhouette, powerful and unstoppable. A pair of white fists struck out, and all her opponents were blown apart!

That figure was graceful and enchanting yet overbearingly dominant. Anyone competing against her, anyone trying to seize the item from her, was swept away.

Wang Xuan's heart pounded. Could it be the Red-clothed Demon Fairy?

Why did she appear everywhere he went?

Wang Xuan realized that this must have been her in history. What he was seeing now was merely an imprint, something that had happened in the past.

That red figure was incredibly strong, but within the multiple layers of the tomb, there were other terrifying powerhouses. Several figures rushed forward to attack her, forcing her to lose the treasured item.

Then, Wang Xuan was stunned once again, as he seemed to recognize another familiar figure.

In the midst of the intense battle, a woman in white swiftly eliminated the opponents around her, grabbing the treasure wrapped in soft light and rushing towards the depths of the multiple layers of the curtain.

From a distance, her back looked very much like the female alchemist!

However, she too was intercepted. Within the multiple layers of the tomb, there was no shortage of peerless experts. A man emerged from the deepest part of the tomb and engaged her in a fierce confrontation.

The battles were brutal, utterly chaotic.

In that struggle for the treasure, Wang Xuan even saw the Red-clothed Demon Fairy and the female alchemist clash several times, fighting fiercely over the object.

Wang Xuan was both amazed and a bit excited. These two had fought in history—if they met in the present, they might just end up fighting again!

Boom!

The multiple layers of the curtain trembled as all the top experts from various sides made their moves, fighting for the object. In the chaos, the item was struck, flying out and piercing through the curtain, falling into the present world!

Was it the item at the bottom of the pool?

There was no point in hesitating. Wang Xuan figured he had seen it, touched it, so he should just take it!

He reached both hands into the bottom of the pool, trying to fish out the object. If he missed this opportunity, he might regret it for the rest of his life. He had to take it with him.

This was a treasure coveted by immortals from behind multiple layers of the curtain.

Even the Red-clothed Demon Fairy and the female alchemist had fought fiercely over it.

"Now that it's fallen into the present world, it belongs to me—Wang Xuan!"