Chapter 633

After dozens of breaths, the previously inaccessible primordial energy finally became controllable again, and a rich surge of life force reemerged within his body!

By this point, under the terrifying recovery effect of the Reincarnation Divine Art, all of Yuwen Feng's physical injuries had been completely restored!

Yet, the only unfortunate part was.

His soul had suffered no restoration whatsoever, remaining as weak as before.

This directly meant his current combat potential was less than one-tenth of his peak strength!

On the other side.

After casting the Reincarnation Divine Art, Jiang Daoxuan's expression remained unchanged, his aura still unnervingly steady.

If any other Dayun Realm ninth-layer cultivator had attempted this Reincarnation Divine Art to fully restore a Wanshang Realm ninth-layer cultivator grievously wounded, the cost would have been immense!

It was even possible they'd exhaust themselves halfway through, collapsing before completion.

But for Jiang Daoxuan, who possessed the Primordial Holy Body and Dao Womb with profound foundational depth, this expenditure was merely a drop in the ocean—utterly negligible.

Then, Jiang Daoxuan recalled he still needed to handle matters concerning the Array Sage's ruins, making it inconvenient to bring the other along.

After all, the aura within the Array Sage's ruins was so overwhelming that even the Heishan Ancestor could not endure it.

Even after tens of thousands of years, its power had diminished considerably.

Yet the residual killing intent was still beyond Yuwen Feng's capacity to withstand—his chances of survival were slim at best, and he'd only become a burden.

Thus, he looked at Yuwen Feng and instructed:

"Your soul is injured; it will take considerable time to recover. You'd be better off returning with me to Cangwu Mountain to recuperate—it will surely hasten your healing."

"However, I still have one matter to attend to. Wait here for a moment until I return..."

Now that Lu Li's True Spirit had fallen silent and Yuwen Feng's soul was damaged, his strength reduced to less than one-tenth.

Both could return to Cangwu Mountain and use its environment to rapidly restore their conditions.

At that moment, as Jiang Daoxuan's words faded.

Yuwen Feng's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

In that instant, he doubted whether his ears had betrayed him—had he misheard something?

Cangwu Mountain?!!

He never could have imagined.

That he would hear this familiar place-name from the lips of this supreme being!

Coupled with Jiang Daoxuan's name, everything suddenly clicked.

The truth was precisely the one possibility that seemed most implausible!

This peerless powerhouse, who had eradicated the consciousness of a Heaven Realm pocket world with sheer personal strength, was truly the White-Robed Sword Marquis—the clan head of the Cangwu Jiang family, "Jiang Daoxuan"!!

Everyone had vastly underestimated him—even I was no better off...

Yuwen Feng trembled in shock.

At this point, he finally realized just how profound the Cangwu Jiang family's depth truly was!

He now understood how deeply this Jiang Clan Head had concealed himself!

Recalling the intelligence he had once gathered—that the Jiang Clan Head was suspected to be a Dayun Realm cultivator, possessed Sword Heart, and was a Sword Marquis.

Now, looking back at these pieces of information.

Yuwen Feng bowed his head in shame, his face burning hot with humiliation.

He had prided himself on his discernment, yet before the Jiang Clan Head, he had been utterly blind!

After a wave of shame passed.

What remained was boundless joy!

Clearly, the Cangwu Jiang family wasn't merely extraordinary—it was terrifyingly immense!

Recalling the Jiang Clan Head's rise to power, the astonishing speed at which he elevated his clan, and now this terrifying cultivation base revealed...

All threads connected into one line.

Yuwen Feng's mind instantly sparked a wildly bold hypothesis:

"Could this Jiang Clan Head be the reincarnation of a supreme powerhouse?!"

Only reincarnation could explain how someone so young could possess such inconceivable, heaven-shaking cultivation!

With this thought settled.

Yuwen Feng lifted his head and gazed forward.

Only then did he realize the towering figure of the Jiang Clan Head had vanished from his spot at some unknown point in time.

A faint sense of loss stirred within him.

But remembering he would soon be taken to Cangwu Mountain, he rallied his spirits once more!

He clearly understood the state of his injuries.

To fully restore his soul damage would take at least several centuries!

Even exhausting all his precious reserves, it would still require dozens of years, perhaps a hundred!

But under the Jiang Clan Head's care, the situation might be entirely different.

Perhaps he could be fully restored in just ten years, regaining his peak strength!

With such a monumental benefit before him, how could he be so foolish as to leave?

Realizing this, Yuwen Feng immediately steadied his mind, remained firmly in place, and patiently awaited the Jiang Clan Head's return.

His face was filled with anticipation.

He gazed into the distance.

Deep in his eyes lay boundless longing for the future!

One thought, paradise; one thought, hell—no more apt description exists.

Elsewhere.

Not long after.

Guided by the deductions of the Haotian Mirror and swept by the Taiyin spiritual sense,

Jiang Daoxuan quickly discovered traces of the Array Sage's ruins.

Originally, because of the ruins' inherent concealment,

without a stroke of fortune, he naturally could not have found them in such a short time.

But because the former Heishan Old Ancestor had punched through the barrier and escaped,

this caused a flaw to appear, which he then discovered.