33: The awakening of two saints, and the strange movements of gods and demons.

Three days later, the Eastern Desolate State was shaken.

The Eastern Region has a total of thirty-six states. Among them, the Di Clan is located in the Eastern Desolate State, situated at the easternmost edge of the Eastern Region. It is the lowest-ranked state among the thirty-six, where the strongest individuals are merely at the Law Realm.

Yongluo City, Eastern Desolate State.

The water mirror of the Drunken Immortal Tower suddenly shattered. The shopkeeper watched heart-wrenchingly as the final image was transmitted back—the Amethyst Demonic Tiger devouring the Black-robed Person!

"V-Venerable?!" The abacus in the hand of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion Revered Master clattered to the floor. "In such a Qi-impoverished place like the Eastern Desolate State, how could it be..."

"Quick! Send that three-thousand-year-old Blood Ginseng from the storehouse to the Godfall Mountain Range!" the Myriad Treasures Pavilion Revered Master shouted at the top of his lungs.

Similar scenes were playing out all over the Eastern Desolate State.

Those families and forces that had been secretly coveting the Godfall Di Clan burned all the information they had collected overnight. Some small Schools even relocated their entire sects.

That night, miracles appeared simultaneously in the thirty-six cities of the Eastern Desolate State: dry wells gushed with spiritual springs, old trees sprouted new buds, and even the most barren land grew spiritual rice.

Deep in the starry sky, invisible to Mortals, the Luck Golden Dragon representing the Eastern Desolate State was slowly turning its head toward the Eternal Night Divine Capital to bow.

Above the imperial city of the Great Qin Dynasty, blood-red clouds surged like a tide.

The Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf descended upon the moonlight, his silver hair fluttering in the fierce wind. With a flick of his finger, nine crescent moons appeared out of thin air, illuminating the entire imperial city as if it were day. The defending army had just raised their Army-Breaking Crossbows when they discovered their own shadows had suddenly come to life—those dark figures transformed into wolf shapes and bit through their throats.

A crisp sound of jade shattering came from deep within the imperial palace. Qin Gao, dressed in dragon robes, stumbled out of the main hall, the blood-jade ring on his hand cracking: "I am willing to offer the Imperial Seal of the State..."

"Too late."

"Awooo—!"

With a long howl, the nine crescent moons exploded simultaneously.

The moonlight pierced into the foreheads of all those with the Qin Clan Bloodline like silver needles, regardless of whether they were hidden in secret rooms or ten thousand miles away. As the last member of the imperial Family fell, the Imperial Seal of the State flew into the palm of the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf.

"If I had known this day would come..." The Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf crushed the Imperial Seal of the State, watching it turn into powder. "Why bother being greedy?"

Seeing that the Luck had run out and the Great Qin had been destroyed, State Preceptor Xing Qichun's figure slowly vanished into the crowd.

Within the Godfall Di Clan.

Di Qingge's fingertips drew blood on the zither strings. This heaven burning ancient zither she had obtained by chance was suddenly vibrating incessantly today, and blue flames erupted from the eyes of the Phoenix relief at the tail of the zither.

"Sister Qingyue, it seems to be crying." The young girl looked up at her Protector, Luo Qingyue.

Luo Qingyue, the Reincarnation of the Cold Moon Great Saint, suddenly opened her eyes: "Back away!" She waved her sleeve to set up an ice wall, only to see the ancient zither float into the air on its own, its seven strings snapping simultaneously. The broken strings transformed into fire snakes and wrapped around Di Qingge's wrists, branding a Phoenix tattoo onto her snowy white skin.

"Ah!"

Di Qingge's scream startled Di Jintian, who was cultivating. When Di Jintian arrived, he saw the young girl suspended in the Li Fire—the tips of her hair were burning with blue flames, her pupils had turned into a bright fire-amber color, and she was surrounded by three hundred and sixty wisps of Nanming Li Fire.

"Brother... it hurts..." The girl's tears vaporized into fire clouds as soon as they welled up.

Di Jintian held his fingers like a sword. Just as he was about to take action, an ancient female voice came from the body of the zither:

"Wait. The process of the Nanming Li Fire recognizing its Revered Master is naturally like this."

At this moment, the phantom of the Di Shenglong also slowly appeared.

Di Jintian and Luo Qingyue hurriedly bowed, "Greetings, Clan Chief."

The phantom of the damaged zither spirit manifested, appearing as a woman in red whose pipa bones were pierced by chains. She bowed her body in pain but still insisted on saluting the Di Shenglong: "This old one has waited for ten thousand years, finally waiting for someone who can inherit my Revered Master's legacy..."

Her voice stopped abruptly. Di Qingge suddenly opened her mouth and swallowed all the Li Fire, Phoenix wings composed entirely of flames unfolding behind her: "I saw him! The Saint who created the Divine Demon Transformation!"

The girl suddenly fainted, and a flame sigil appeared on her forehead.

Beneath Yanhuo City.

Duan Yulong was soaked in a boiling pool of blood, his right arm completely demonized into a pitch-black claw.

Since joining the Profound Nether Sect, the Xuanming Bloodline within him had been activated, and he was now the Sect Master's Personal Disciple.

"Revered Master, your Disciple is ready."

Beside the pool, the Black-Robed Old Man sneered and threw out half a volume of an ancient bronze book. When the book touched the blood, countless ghostly hands suddenly reached out from the bottom of the pool, dragging Duan Yulong into the depths.

Just as he was about to suffocate, he touched the cold metal at the bottom of the pool—it was the other half of the Divine Demon Transformation!

"Remember, this is the price for the Di Clan exterminating your entire Family. I originally thought you were not destined for the Divine Demon Transformation, but I didn't expect the other half to be here."

The old man's voice was like a poisonous snake slithering into his ear canal, "By devouring the divine with the demonic, one shall become..."

Demonic flames suddenly erupted from the ruins of Yanhuo City, soaring into the sky.

At the same time, Di Jintian, who was looking after Di Qingge, suddenly opened his eyes. The Nirvana Fire inside him uncontrollably transformed into a Phoenix phantom, letting out a warning cry toward Yanhuo City.

The Phoenix phantom formed by the Nirvana Fire in his palm suddenly became restless. He frowned and looked toward the southwest. The Divine Demon Transformation technique within him began to operate on its own, with black and gold flames flowing over his body.

"This sensation..." Di Jintian pressed his hand to his chest, "Could it be that the other half has appeared?"

However, his sister Di Qingge's matter was more important right now, so he had no mind to pay attention to it.

Di Jintian looked at the unconscious Di Qingge on the bed.

The flame pattern on the girl's forehead suddenly brightened, and three hundred and sixty wisps of Nanming Li Fire emerged around her, reflecting the entire room in a ghostly blue.

"She's about to wake up!" Luo Qingyue had just formed the Cold Moon Seal when she saw all the flames suddenly contract. Di Qingge opened her eyes amidst a flurry of sparks, two layers of halos flickering deep in her pupils—the outer layer was the azure of the Nanming Li Fire, while the inner layer was the golden-red unique to elixir fire.

"Sister Qingyue..." the girl's voice carried a strange resonance, "I seem to be... able to see through the medicinal properties of all Spirit Medicines."

The heaven burning ancient zither sounded automatically, and the damaged artifact spirit manifested: "The little Revered Master has awakened the Myriad Fire Sacred Body and the Myriad Medicine Saint Body. As the strings were plucked, countless golden characters appeared in the air, 'This is the Sacred Fire Elixir Sutra left behind by the old Revered Master.'"

Di Qingge curiously touched the characters, and a gold-blue interwoven flame immediately ignited at her fingertips. The flame automatically condensed into the shape of a Pill Furnace, and an ordinary Spiritual Plant inside the furnace was instantly refined into a crystal-clear medicinal liquid.

"Innate Elixir Heart!" Luo Qingyue's Cold Moon Dao Seal grew slightly hot. "Such talent..."

The artifact spirit gently stroked the newly formed strings: "In time, the little Revered Master will surely become a Great Power of the Saint Dao."

Within the Di Divine Palace, the Di Shenglong naturally knew what had happened, so he chose not to intervene. He had already seen that Di Qingge's talent was not simple.

At this moment, Di Qingge was surrounded by the phenomena of her dual sacred bodies—the left side of her body was burning with Nanming Li Fire, while the right side was flowing with Elixir Dao runes.

"Twin Sacred Bodies..." The Di Shenglong condensed the Space-Time Dao Law at his fingertips, "A pleasant surprise indeed."

"Brother!" Di Qingge rushed to Di Jintian with the newly refined Medicinal Pill, "Look at this..."

The Qi Gathering Pill in Di Qingge's palm actually showed two colors, gold and blue, with the pill patterns forming the image of a Phoenix spreading its wings. More amazingly, a small Spiritual Qi vortex spontaneously formed around the pill.

Di Jintian took the pill and sensed it carefully: "You actually integrated the Nanming Li Fire into the Elixir Dao. Sister, you're amazing!"

The Di Shenglong appeared.

"Greetings, Clan Chief!" the three said respectfully.

"Qingge, you are very good. You have awakened dual sacred bodies," the Di Shenglong said with satisfaction.

"Thank you, Clan Chief!"

"This Awakening of the sacred bodies is truly a great fortune for our Di Clan. Our clan has gained another Prodigy. Currently, our Di Clan is short on the Elixir Dao, so I hope you can work hard to bring our clan's Elixir Dao to glory as soon as possible!"

This is the Cultivation Technique bestowed upon you.

A beam of Holy Light shot into Di Qingge's forehead.

"Clan Chief, this is..."

"This is the Myriad Flames Return to Origin Art, created by a Great Power. It is a Heaven-Defying Cultivation Technique that can fuse ten thousand fires, and it perfectly matches your Myriad Fire Sacred Body. I hope you can bring it to glory!"

"Thank you for the technique, Clan Chief!"

Although Di Qingge didn't know what Rank this technique was, she knew it was much more profound than the Sacred Fire Elixir Sutra.

The Di Shenglong smiled with satisfaction.

The Myriad Flames Return to Origin Art was indeed created by a Great Power, a quasi-emperor level powerhouse who traveled through ten thousand worlds and fused many flames to create it.

His own strength was incredibly formidable, but he eventually perished. This technique was obtained by chance by him in the Di Realm, and today he bestowed it upon Di Qingge to fulfill its value.