As the Yuanshishen opened his mouth and the molten-gold eyes unfolded, the terrifying vortex that had been devouring everything suddenly stuttered and became chaotic, as if a machine experiencing unstable power supply. "Yuanshen..." A brilliant flash surged in Xiao Yuan's gradually dimming eyes, like a sudden resurgence of light. She heard Yuanshen's voice. He had awakened?! Huang Taiji and Yin Yao, the Princess of Yinyang, both felt an overwhelming sense of renewed hope, though the former expressed it visibly on her face, while the latter conveyed it through subtle shifts in her spirit energy. "Who are you?" After speaking, Zhang Yuanqing opened his mouth again, his voice now hoarse and low, filled with astonishment—this was clearly慕容Long speaking. He sensed a powerful will awakening within his mind, strong and commanding, as if standing beneath a blazing sun. Clearly, the original occupant of this body had not died completely. "I'm your uncle!" Zhang Yuanqing, the same body, responded with a gruff, exasperated tone. After passing through the sea of Cliffs of Yanshan, Zhang Yuanqing's experience points had stalled at 98%. Originally, he had intended to hunt down a particularly vile star official, feeding on human lives to gain experience and level up. However, due to his inability to find a suitable target and his deep reluctance toward this method of progression, the remaining 2% of experience points remained stagnant, preventing his promotion to level five. Until just now, when Mo Conglong, through the Five Elements technique, consumed the essence of Lady Yin Yao, inadvertently triggering a full experience point boost that successfully elevated Zhang Yuanqing. Following the upgrade, the Spiritual Realm would infuse him with spiritual energy via his character card, which would be bound to his soul. It wasn't the promotion that awakened the Primordial Emperor—it was the Spiritual Realm that awakened him. Yet upon waking, he found his body both unfamiliar and remarkably powerful, with a new soul emerging within his mind—a strong, frenzied, and profoundly unstable one. He was certain someone had occupied his body, yet it was neither an embodiment nor a takeover. This feeling is more like two people crammed into a sleeping bag, or two drivers sharing a single vehicle—everyone retains physical control and feels like the true owner of their own bodies. Zhang Yuanqing had never encountered such a situation before, but soon he realized where the issue lay: his body was no longer the one he had known in the past. Now, within this current physical form, the Five Elements—Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth—have transformed and integrated his flesh, becoming an inseparable part of his body. These elemental forces originate from the one who has displaced him—this very person who has taken over his space. His body has thus become a hybrid, a joint venture, with that individual serving as a shareholder and holding actual control—hence the phenomenon of two souls sharing one physical form. Moreover, the Five Elements forces are beyond his direct command. What he truly masters are the Yin, Stellar, and Solar energies within him. "Yuan, Yuan-Shi Tian Zun, quickly dispel your spells—I'm running out of strength…" The princess's voice, weak and strained, carried through the speaker. Though Yuan-Shi Tian Zun's awakening brought great hope and renewed life, she was truly nearing her limit. Where was Xiao Yuan? The princess's head—she'd even hung it low, nearly at her waist, for me! He sighed. Huang Tai-qi hadn't yet perished… With golden eyes blazing like molten gold, Zhang Yuanqing watched the three before him, a host of questions flashing through his mind. But soon he noticed their condition, sensing that his companions were in critical danger. Instantly, he summoned the power of the Sun God within himself, causing a radiant golden glow to surge from his arms. The swirling vortex of black and white energies dissolved under the overwhelming, pure radiance. Xiao Yuan, Princess Yin Yao, and Huang Tai-qi collapsed, their legs giving way, powerless on the ground. The three felt reborn, gasping deeply. Xiao Yuan's face was pale, as though just recovering from a serious illness; yet at this moment, she completely forgot her own condition, her head lifted high with excitement and joy, fixed on Yuan Shi Tian Zun. He's alive! He's alive! In her perception, two soul flames were overlapping and clashing within Yuanshiben's body, battling each other—colliding, pushing against one another. One was wildly chaotic, freely spreading emotions. The other was strong and resolute, like a brilliant, unyielding sun, invincible. IChuan Mei suddenly opened her eyes, her heart startled: "Indeed—it seems... Yuanshiben has awakened." "What?!" This statement struck like a thunderbolt across the hearts of the evil-aligned characters, causing them all to pale and turn to IChuan Mei in shock. "Is he really alive?" Bai Ren-Shan's face fell, his brows furrowed. "Why now, at this very moment?" The sudden disruption just as they were nearing success stirred a deep sense of foreboding in him. The Snake Maiden steadied herself and murmured: "No matter. Yuanshiben is only level 4. Even if he awakens, he will not be able to withstand慕容Dragon's power. "Everyone's expressions relaxed slightly. Greedy God thought for a moment, then said, 'Master Yuanshi is a star official and will likely drift away, possibly escaping. Yi Chuanmei, you're ready at any moment to extinguish his spiritual body.' Yi Chuanmei nodded. The Greedy God gripped his blood-red long sword, glanced at the hundred-headed warrior, and said solemnly, 'We'll go check things out. Lady Serpent, stay here and protect Yi Chuanmei—don't let Cai Long God strike you. Though that soft-spoken one probably won't dare to come.' ... The battle for bodies began. Zhang Yuanqing stood motionless, as if split into two beings. His left eye, deep brown and intense, burned with wildness; his right eye, radiant with golden light, fierce and commanding. His left half of the face was wild and aggressive, while his right half was resolute and calm. On his body, the golden power of the Sun God flowed steadily, colliding fiercely with the black and white energies—back and forth, in constant struggle. 'He's fighting for control of the body against the boss,' noted Princess Yin Huang Taiqi looked serious, "Is there any way we can help him?" Yin Yao, the Princess, shook her head, "We can't." Xiao Yuan sat down on the ground, her joy still fresh, but new concerns began to rise. "His Pure Yang Washing Body Record cultivation level is quite high—he still has a chance," said Princess Yin Yao. Having remained in the coffin for so long, he had certainly gained some benefits. Zhang Yuanqing believed he had reached the small completion stage of the Pure Yang Washing Body Record, achieving the limit of the Saint cultivator stage. If the passive ability of the Day-Wandering Immortal is called 'Sun Body,' then he now possesses a 'Half-Sun Body.' Although the interference of the Five Elements had elevated his physical form to an unprecedented level, making it difficult to clearly assess the extent of enhancement from the Pure Yang Washing Body Record, Zhang Yuanqing had studied the scroll repeatedly. The greatest strengths of the Pure Yang Washing Body Record were its 'combat prowess' and 'resistance.' 'Combat prowess' refers specifically to battle capabilities, including close combat. Immunity refers to a significant enhancement against magical damage such as toxins, illusions, and mental manipulation. Under the scorching sun, there is no shadow. The potent, forceful nature of the Sun God's power allows Zhang Yuanqing to barely maintain his dominion-level resolve. After prolonged pressure without success,慕容龙 feels a sudden inspiration and immediately activates the special effect of his celestial ritual robe. "Hoo!" The flame cloak flutters in the wind, black light cascades over his body, coalescing into a deep indigo robe, his jade sash glows with a gentle jade light, and his elegant Hou-Tu boots stand out with regal grace. The black and white energies surge, enveloping him and immediately suppressing the Sun God's power. Zhang Yuanqing's molten-gold right eye gradually dims, on the verge of fading out, when suddenly he raises his right hand and brushes it across his body. Instantly, the magnificent set of armor vanishes, returning to his inventory. This maneuver is beyond慕容龙's capability. The Sun God's power surges once again, continuously countering the black and white energies. "Hmph. My Five Elements flow ceaselessly—yet you will eventually reach your limit. How long can you keep up with me?" The left eye, embodying慕容龙's spirit, burned with fierce determination. "Indeed. It seems nearly impossible to contain you, given the vast gap in our ranks." After a prolonged struggle, Zhang Yuanqing realized that without taking extreme measures, he would inevitably succumb, and sighed. "Then, only one option remains—consume you." Yes, he would use his Spirit-Devouring technique to absorb慕容龙's soul. Just as he had once reversed the takeover of the Pure Yang Master. Zhang Yuanqing's greatest asset was the Taiyin Primordial Fragments bequeathed to him by the Magistrate. Though he could be slain by powerful foes, he could never be displaced or taken over—any enemy entering his mind would ultimately meet the same fate. "Consume me?"慕容龙 was momentarily stunned, then he saw within his mind's realm, that faint golden soul transforming into a surging tide of golden waves, rushing toward him. He finally confirmed he hadn't heard wrong—this young man intended to take over his very essence. Though the star officials inherently suppress spiritual beings, though spirit absorption and soul-consuming are their privileges, this young man is rather arrogant. In the very next moment, a golden tide engulfs Mengdong Long. Yet it's no more than a flat sheet of pancake laid upon a stone. Mengdong Long has cultivated in all five elements—he possesses the "steel resolve" of the scout, the "endurance" of the earth monster, the "passion" of the fire master, the "flexibility" of the water spirit, and the "revival" power of the wood demon. His soul is flawless. "Hmph," Mengdong Long says, having just declared, "I've stated that my five-element energies flow ceaselessly. Even if the Golden Sun itself descends, it won't be able to consume my soul." Just as he finishes his boast, his soul suddenly stirs. High above the sea, a dark, round moon emerges, radiating a luminous glow that overlays the golden waves with a layer of pure moonlight. As the profoundly refined power of the Yin energy envelops him, Zhang Yuanqing feels his spiritual essence rising in successive layers, attaining an unparalleled strength. This enemy, as hard as iron, as explosive as fire, and as solid as a mountain, suddenly became a paper tiger. Immediately, Zhang Yuanqing activated his "Spirit Devouring" skill. "Ah…!" echoed慕容Dragon's cry within his consciousness, "What kind of power is this? Is this indeed the legendary Human Immortal?" "Please, forgive my boldness... I beg you to spare me. I can— I can leave..." This powerful demon, proficient in the Five Elements, lost all his pride, pleading loudly, instinctively terrified by the power of the Primordial Yin. Yet Zhang Yuanqing didn't grant him a chance—he gradually devoured慕容Dragon's soul, consuming it completely. Boom! A surge of thoughts exploded within his mind. Countless memory fragments and negative emotions surged in like a tidal wave, all of which he absorbed whole. ... Suddenly, Yuan Shǐ Tian Zun remained motionless. Then, the alternating golden light and the dual black-and-white energies shimmering on his body gradually faded. He closed his eyes and stood motionless, still as a statue. The Greedy Deity and the Hundred-Slash Warrior carried their swords, advancing slowly, sensing the changes within this body—but unsure exactly what had transpired. They had witnessed the tense struggle between the Sun Deity's power and the Five Elements forces firsthand, and frankly, they were both startled and nervous. They hadn't expected the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign to hold on so firmly, enduring this long against a master-level boss. Now, it seemed the struggle had concluded. Who had won? Under the intense gaze of both factions, the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign slowly opened his eyes—his vision hazy, tinged with wildness, his lips curling into a nervous arc. This familiar expression brought relief to the Greedy Deity and the Hundred-Slash Warrior. After all, how could the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign possibly defeat a master? At that moment, they heard Yuan Shi Tian Zun chuckling strangely, "It's been a long time since I've felt this wild and exhilarated. The last time was when I devoured the pure yang master of the palm sect—how I miss this sensation!" The Tai Yin Benshen, while capable of ensuring Zhang Yuanqing triumphed over the stronger opponents through sheer strength, had no ability to cleanse or purify the spiritual pollution it encountered. With Zhang Yuanqing's original soul strength, he should have completely gone mad by now, losing all sense of reason. However, the Pure Yang Washing Record had enhanced his soul resilience, endowing him with some of the traits of the Day-Wandering Immortal, allowing him to endure—though his temperament had fundamentally changed. The advantage was that he now fully commanded the Five Elements within his body, becoming the sole CEO of the joint venture. The Greedy Divine General suddenly stiffened, feeling as though his blood had frozen within his veins, overwhelmed by an indescribable fear, murmuring, "Yuan Shi Tian Zun..." His expression instantly turned fierce, and he roared, "Impossible! Impossible! How could you possibly contain him? How could you possibly contain him?" He completely lost the composure and calm of a divine general, roaring with a voice strained to its limits, veins bulging. "First meeting, Greedy General!" Zhang Yuanqing cracked a smile, his eyes wild, "I'm absolutely taken with you—you're exactly the kind of material for a Yin Corpse cultivator." With that, he vanished from everyone's sight. The Greedy General's pupils narrowed slightly, his warrior instincts screaming in panic: danger, danger, danger... The very next moment, a terrifying gravitational force descended, enveloping both the Hundred-Blade and the Greedy General. The Hundred-Blade's legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground with a soft "thud." The Greedy General did not kneel, but his body convulsed violently, his calf muscles trembling. The Prime Immortal appeared before the Hundred-Blade, his expression cold, and with a simple finger gesture, lightly tapped. "Crack!" A sword-like force pierced through his head, leaving a streak of red and white brain tissue along his occipital region. The Hundred-Blade's pupils instantly expanded, and he fell lifeless. This renowned commander of the Western Fear erupted within the greedy god's heart. He roared deeply, his muscles swelling and veins bulging, forcibly breaking free from the gravitational hold, and charging with his blood-red blade toward the enemy. "Thwip!" The sharp blade struck the Celestial Sovereign's head, sounding like it had hit a sandbag. "The Heavenly King can penetrate my defenses—though the divine general falls just short," Zhang Yuanqing smiled gently, drawing a breath, and the faint crimson glow began to seep from the seven orifices of the greedy god. The greedy god's face turned instantly pale, his body stiffening, as if pulled straight from a refrigerator. His inner flames had been drained away. This was a skill of a master-level fire artisan. Zhang Yuanqing could use more violent methods or employ the yin-yang energies, but that would compromise the bodies of the two Mist Sovereigns and affect the integrity of the shadow corpses. After dispatching the two, Zhang Yuanqing lifted his gaze, fixing an evil stare upon Yi Chuan Mei and the serpent maiden. The two widows of the Demon King now faced a pallor like snow, their eyes filled with both fear and resentment. The developments completely exceeded expectations—neither of them could have imagined that a master-level boss would be subdued by Yuan Shi Tian Zun! In the blink of an eye, both Bai Ren Shan and the Greedy Divine General fell. The serpent maiden's scales flared open, her crimson lips hissing as she expelled streams of breath, her beautiful eyes gradually turning blood-red. She lifted her body high, like a coiled cobra poised for action. Under the powerful surge of fear, her primal instincts—driven by self-preservation—superseded her rational mind. In silence, Yuchuan Mei created a phantom realm, her true form retreating toward the rear mountains. Though she enjoyed being humiliated and treated harshly, she did not wish to die. Yet, before she had gone far, she spotted a streak of starlight rising before her—none other than Yuan Shi Tian Zun, casting a cold, disdainful smile. Even the celestial-level illusion art of a Saint-phase practitioner could no longer deceive Zhang Yuanqing, whose purity of yang energy had reached the near-perfect stage of "Small Perfection." Yuchuan Mei felt a deep chill in her heart. Without hesitation, she raised her head "Wooh, it's a bit painful..." Zhang Yuanqing rubbed his brows and said, "You have two choices: one, return to the Spiritual Realm; two, serve as my spiritual servant." Before Yi Chuanmei could respond, Zhang Yuanqing nodded and smiled, "I was wrong—I didn't give you a choice at all." Then, he reached out, pinning Yi Chuanmei's pale neck with his fingers, igniting a fierce flame that danced to his brow. The heat surged through her body. She screamed in agony, her eyes, mouth, and nasal passages bursting with bright crimson light as her flesh melted and dissolved into a blackened skeleton. A delicate spiritual form floated gently upward, swiftly ascending toward the sky. Like the night wanderer, a spirit body does not vanish immediately after the physical form perishes—it retains its full consciousness and will for a short time, unlike other professions where the soul is largely extinguished, leaving only a faint remnant. Zhang Yuanqing allowed her to escape without intervening, simply adopting the posture of a bowman drawing his bow. The pale golden power of the Sun God coalesced into a longbow and arrows, aiming at the ethereal beings in the sky. Yuchi Mei sensed the presence of the Sun God's power and suddenly froze, struggling for a long time before drifting back, her spirit bowing down at Zhang Yuanqing's feet. "I willingly serve as your spirit servant, at your command," she accepted. At least, as a spirit servant, she could continue to live in another form. Zhang Yuanqing turned his direction toward the serpent woman, and the Sun God's power flared, burning into fiery arrows, which he shot in a single breath—three arrows piercing through the serpent woman's head. Spirit mediums, whether transformed into shadow corpses or spirit servants, are never of the highest quality. Thus, Zhang Yuanqing chose to return her to the spirit realm. Then, he opened his mouth and drew in, swallowing Yuchi Mei whole. Having vanquished all his enemies, Zhang Yuanqing walked toward the three young people. Just as he took a step, he paused again, taking out the Shattering Evil Seal and placing it upon his forehead. The Shattering Evil Seal ignited and transformed into a blazing golden sun Zhang Yuanqing immediately felt his inner frenzy and hard-to-control emotions effectively eased, though only partially relieved—his all-powerful purification could not fully eradicate the spiritual contamination. Mu Qing's contamination was too strong; the Break-Sickness Seal wasn't strong enough. If only the Subdue-Demon Staff were still there... Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, managing to suppress the nervousness at least for now. He found some quite interesting things within慕容龙's memory fragments. After the infusion of the life-source liquid, Xiao Yuan's chest and abdominal wounds healed rapidly, but the essence she had lost and the strength she had depleted required time to recover. She was deeply joyful inside, yet accustomed to concealing her emotions, her face remained cool and composed. "Yuan-Shi, you seem off today." Since developing my mental illness, my mental condition has actually improved significantly... Zhang Yuanqing had intended to say that, but by the time the words reached his lips, they had transformed into a cold smile. "I've never felt better than I do now." At that moment, a young man dressed in the attire of the Far-Sea Courier Agency, with a gloomy demeanor, appeared at the entrance of the cemetery.