When Ye Wushuang announced his intention to cultivate the Undying Heavenly Art on the spot, the two Immortal Emperor-level experts from the Divine Dragon Imperial Family were surprised—but they saw no issue with it.
Though the Fire Prison had once been perilous, teeming with flames and undying wraiths, those dangers no longer posed a threat now that the Undying Fire Phoenix had been dealt with.
Thus, without hesitation, Ye Wushuang began cultivating the Undying Heavenly Art in full view of everyone.
And in mere moments, he mastered the first layer.
Normally, achieving the first layer would trigger a Nirvana rebirth.
But because his cultivation realm was already so high and his physical strength so immense, he skipped the first-layer Nirvana entirely.
Immediately, he advanced to the second layer.
Unexpectedly, mastering the second layer was as effortless as drinking water.
Then, smoothly, he progressed to the third layer.
The two Immortal Emperors weren’t familiar with the specifics of the Undying Heavenly Art, but they could sense Ye Wushuang’s rapid breakthroughs, prompting them to murmur in awe.
“Truly worthy of Her Majesty. This speed of cultivation is unbelievable—breaking through multiple layers as easily as breathing!”
“Her Majesty’s talent is beyond question. How else could she have created something as profound as Myriad Laws Return to Unity? Let alone mastered the Eight-Nine Heavenly Art and the Grass Character Sword Technique!”
“Indeed. To have Her Majesty is nothing short of divine fortune for our Divine Dragon Imperial Family!”
Thanks to Ye Wushuang’s recent feats, many within the imperial family now saw him as the beacon of their resurgence.
They were convinced that under the Divine Dragon Empress’s leadership, their dynasty would rise to unprecedented heights.
With reverence in their eyes, the two Immortal Emperors watched as Ye Wushuang continued his cultivation.
Unaware of their admiration, Ye Wushuang swiftly broke through the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth layers of the Undying Heavenly Art.
But when he reached the seventh layer, something changed.
This time, he didn’t progress smoothly.
Not because he’d hit a bottleneck—but because Nirvana had begun.
The transformation was rapid. In an instant, Ye Wushuang was encased in a cocoon of swirling energy, forming a radiant sphere.
Inside, he felt his body undergoing a metamorphosis.
Every cell was being replaced, from the deepest marrow of his bones to the outermost layer of his skin.
His organs, too, were renewed.
They didn’t just grow stronger—they gained an astonishing regenerative ability.
It was as though even if an entire organ were destroyed, his body could regrow it from nothing.
Whether this was truly possible, Ye Wushuang didn’t know yet.
But he sensed his body evolving toward the legendary state of severed-limb regeneration—even resurrection from a single drop of blood.
This was the power of the Undying Heavenly Art.
At its peak, a cultivator could not only revive from a single drop of blood but even possess nine lives, like the mythical Nine-Lives Demon Cat.
Of course, these “nine lives” required storing fragments of flesh and blood in advance. Even if killed, the cultivator could resurrect elsewhere.
Combined with the art’s terrifying regenerative abilities, those who mastered it became unstoppable forces in battle.
And now, Ye Wushuang was stepping onto this path.
The Outside World’s Perspective
To onlookers, Ye Wushuang’s changes were invisible.
All they saw was him voraciously devouring energy.
But the Fire Prison lacked sufficient spiritual energy.
Worried, the two Immortal Emperors debated whether to move him to a more energy-rich location.
Before they could act, however, the deepest flames of the Fire Prison suddenly surged toward Ye Wushuang.
Like rivers flowing into the sea, they were absorbed into the energy sphere surrounding him.
This development stunned the two experts.
“Her Majesty is absorbing those flames… Will she be alright?”
“She should be. Even when the Undying Fire Phoenix was alive, these flames couldn’t harm her. But why is she drawing them in now?”
“Perhaps because they contain immense energy—and Her Majesty’s current state demands it. The absorption might be instinctive.”
The deepest flames of the Fire Prison were the most ferocious, refined by the Undying Fire Phoenix itself.
Their power was extraordinary, and the energy they contained was vast—though extracting it was normally impossible.
Only supreme techniques like the Eight-Nine Heavenly Art or the Undying Heavenly Art could harness such violent energies.
And Ye Wushuang’s absorption was insatiable.
This was his first Nirvana, coinciding with the seventh layer of the Undying Heavenly Art, so the energy required was colossal.
Not only were the deepest flames drawn in, but even the spiritual veins of the Fire Prison were drained dry.
The energy sphere around Ye Wushuang acted like a black hole, devouring everything.
This ravenous consumption lasted half a month.
By the end, the Fire Prison’s flames had diminished by half, and all spiritual-rich areas were exhausted.
Even the once-undying wraiths saw their power plummet.
They, too, relied on energy to maintain their immortality.
With the Fire Prison’s resources depleted, their existence grew fragile.
In just half a month, Ye Wushuang had effectively destroyed the Fire Prison.
Now, even an ordinary Immortal Emperor could easily traverse its depths.
And Ye Wushuang’s strength had undergone a heaven-shaking transformation.
Through this Nirvana, his Eight-Nine Heavenly Art ascended to the seventh layer, granting him a staggering ten trillion jin (5 billion tons) of raw physical force—enough to punch through an Immortal King with a single blow.
Moreover, his regenerative abilities had reached new heights.
Severed limbs could regrow. Lost flesh could reform.
He was now truly undying.
