I have helped the story of time embark on its next life.

This time, I want to ask you for a little help."

Yu Ziqing shouted, his voice echoing into the distance.

The great river surged, and in the countless flower fields on the other side, a sinister wind blew through, causing large red petals to fall, swirling in the wind towards this side.

The petals clustered and transformed, becoming pale arms, each grasping another, weaving rapidly, forming a long bridge made of arms, spanning across the great river.

It seemed quite respectful.

Yu Ziqing bowed slightly, gripping the old stump duster pole, stepping onto the long bridge of arms.

In an instant, Yu Ziqing's left foot flew out of Freedom Heaven, screaming and flying backward.

After landing, his form couldn't even coagulate, constantly emitting black smoke.

Lou Huai startled, quickly jumped out, fortunately, Yu Ziqing stepped out with his left foot first this time, allowing Freedom Heaven to suffer the misfortune.

"Big brother, you go ahead, we'll wait here."

Lou Huai obediently retreated, thinking their status clearly didn't warrant the Immortal Herbs to welcome them.

It really wasn't anyone targeting them.

Yu Ziqing stepped onto the long bridge made of arms, it felt like stepping on real arms, a strange and awkward sensation constantly emerging.

Yet he knew very well, this place definitely couldn't be traversed by normal means, flying over was certainly impossible.

When he reached the middle, the long bridge made of arms suddenly shattered, turning into petals.

Yu Ziqing's form plummeted straight into the river.

No divine skills, not even floating was possible.

He could only watch helplessly as he fell into the river.

Falling into the river, there was no feeling of drowning, but instead, a sense of various dangers pressing in from all directions, as though aiming to destroy everything.

Yu Ziqing's thoughts whirled rapidly, not understanding why.

The Undying Mandala wanting to harm him didn't make sense, no matter how bad its temper, it wouldn't harm him this way after revealing his identity, right?

What would be the benefit?

The next moment, various lethal and dangerous auras instantly poured into his body.

His flesh and blood kept disintegrating, no matter how he resisted, it was futile, there was always a force that could crumble his resistance.

After two hours, Yu Ziqing turned into a skeleton, still holding the Immortal Grass Old Stump.

The aura of hungry ghosts emerged, filling his body, transforming him into the hungry ghost form.

The purest power continued eroding his body.

At this moment, Yu Ziqing clearly felt the connection between Hungry Ghost Dao and Body Refinement deepening.

If not for the current power depletion, he would have started breaking through.

He hadn't said anything, yet the Undying Mandala already started helping?

It's just that the method and speed took him by surprise.

Moments later, Yu Ziqing's flesh shattered, a drop of golden blood emerged.

Blood Rebirth, rapidly condensing a new body from nothing, a complete body.

Consciousness regained, Yu Ziqing sensed his surroundings, somewhat dazed.

But the next moment, a force somehow forcibly filled in the missing parts after he reloaded his save.

He understood everything, and a force emerged around him, repelling him.

He was flung out of the great river, landing on the long bridge made of arms.

Yu Ziqing was somewhat speechless, he really wasn't used to someone being a step ahead of him.

He took the Spiritual Medicine, continuing to condense new golden blood.

He didn't know how the Undying Mandala controlled it, but he certainly knew he wouldn't die.

Originally hesitating whether to voice the juice threat, now it seemed, he needn't say anything, just bringing the Immortal Grass Old Stump was enough.

As soon as he condensed a drop of golden blood, the long bridge of arms collapsed, causing him to fall into the great river again, enduring that terrifying pressure.

It was as if in that instant, countless strong forces joined together, determined to annihilate him.

His consciousness was hazy, unable to sense his own body, only able to sense the bloodline-connected Immortal Grass Old Stump.

The next moment, he seemed to transform into a non-existent third view.

Looking down, he saw a black river flowing by, endless deathly aura flowing within.

A large blood-red flower without leaves, resembling a lycoris, bloomed in the black river.

Yu Ziqing couldn't understand why the Undying Mandala looked like a lycoris.

The next moment, the flower bloomed larger and larger.

When the flower grew so large that its full image couldn't be seen, Yu Ziqing saw, on one petal it seemed to carry the lonely wasteland he had traversed earlier.

He lay in the gap at the bottom of the large petal's edge.

Opening his eyes again, he died once more, undergoing Blood Rebirth again.

But there wasn't much energy consumption, as if an unknown force supplemented, paying the price for him.

He was tormented to life and death, when both his physical body and Yin God annihilated once more, relying on a drop of golden blood to revive again.

Yu Ziqing felt that he had advanced.

Both Refining God and Body Refinement advanced together.

Advancing in the most extreme way, completely bypassing the mutual conflict between high tier Refining God and Body Refinement.

Because he advanced amidst death.

At the moment of rebirth, the intersection landed on him.

Yu Ziqing felt a comprehension in his heart, influenced by the Undying Mandala, even if his form and spirit were obliterated, he wouldn't truly die.

Just repeatedly treading the line between life and death.

Under the Undying Mandala's influence, even if he wanted, he couldn't die.

Was it juice leaving information, or had there been communication already?