He gently weighed the jade vial in his hand. The unbearable feeling in He Yiming's heart intensified with every passing moment.

He wanted to try, to see if he could begin the atomization of his divine weapon right then and there, even knowing that the chance of success was slim, perhaps even minuscule. Yet, the thought persisted.

His eyes flickered for a moment, and he suddenly noticed that Baozhu and Bai Lingba were both watching him quietly nearby, as if awaiting his decision.

With a faint smile, He Yiming finally made up his mind. "We'll hold off on going out for now. Brother Bai, watch Baozhu closely; don't let it wander off." He paused, glanced around, and added, "Let's find another quiet spot."

Bai Lingba stated in a deep voice, "You plan to go into seclusion again?"

"Yes," He Yiming admitted without reservation.

"Jin Zhanyi said your chance of success is not high."

Although Bai Lingba couldn't cultivate martial arts, he was not unfamiliar with the process. With his computational abilities, he naturally understood the probabilities involved.

He Yiming let out a wry laugh. "Brother Bai, if I don't attempt it just because the odds are low, then the possibility of success will forever remain zero."

Bai Lingba seemed to consider this for a moment. Finally, he conceded, "You are right. Failure is the mother of success. You may try."

He Yiming hung the silver ring around his neck, extended a hand, and Baozhu instantly soared into the air, caught and cradled by He Yiming.

Though Ghost Cry Ridge was vast, finding a sufficiently hidden and quiet place was not entirely easy. However, this posed no difficulty for He Yiming. He ascended, and before long, he arrived at the location where Jin Zhanyi used to meditate.

It had to be said that the spot Jin Zhanyi had chosen was truly an auspicious piece of land—he couldn't fathom how the man had found it.

It was a narrow cavern, even furnished with a piece of animal hide spread out inside. At the rear of the cave was a small secondary exit, though it was blocked by a large boulder. With the martial prowess of He Yiming or Jin Zhanyi, easily moving it was no challenge.

A place so easily defended and yet offering a fallback route was indeed the optimal spot for solitary cultivation.

Moreover, with Bai Lingba standing guard beside him now, He Yiming felt absolutely certain that no accidents would occur during his seclusion.

Tugging Baozhu's ear, He Yiming gave a final set of instructions. He was terrified the little creature might act on impulse and revisit the lair of the giant python overhead, which was why he kept repeating his warnings with slight impatience.

Only then did he hand the little creature over to Bai Lingba. With Bai Lingba's capabilities, watching over the fellow should not be difficult.

Having settled all the trivial matters around him, He Yiming entered the cave alone.

He retrieved the jade vial and poured out the Blood Coagulation Pills contained within.

Four vivid, deep-red elixirs rolled in his palm, emanating a powerful, seductive allure.

He Yiming offered a bitter smile to himself. After learning that such treasures as the Blood Coagulation Pills existed in this world, even he found it hard to suppress the desire welling up inside.

He asked himself honestly: if he were in the same position as Hao Xue and the others, what choice would he make?

After a moment of contemplation, cold sweat beaded on He Yiming's back.

Even he couldn't be certain of the answer. But he could imagine that being trapped in the Tripartite Realm for decades without achieving anything—even he might not be able to withstand such a potent temptation.

At this thought, He Yiming's heart began to pound violently.

He took several deep breaths, and after a long pause, managed to sweep all those distracting thoughts from his mind.

He didn't know how much time passed, but he finally achieved complete tranquility. He glanced at the Blood Coagulation Pills in his palm, carefully placing them back into the jade vial one by one.

He had already decided: since he possessed this treasure, he certainly shouldn't waste it. However, before formally using them, he should attempt the process once to gain experience for the true atomization of his weapon.

Jin Zhanyi had once mentioned that after reaching the Tripartite Realm, he had attempted to atomize his divine weapon multiple times. Though none succeeded, each attempt provided him with a wealth of experience.

While He Yiming had studied numerous treatises on the atomization of divine weapons in the Library Pavilion of the Lingxiao Palace, reading countless secret manuals was not as beneficial as attempting it firsthand, even once.

Putting the Blood Coagulation Pills away, He Yiming took out the Five Elements Ring.

He gently caressed the imitation divine weapon, his heart filled with joyous feeling.

Since discovering the three crucial points within this divine weapon and achieving the Tripartite Stance through this opportunity, an unbreakable, mystical connection had formed between him and the Five Elements Ring.

It was no longer just a connection through true energy; it seemed to be spiritual as well.

Placing the Five Elements Ring flat in his hand, He Yiming even felt as if he could enter the world contained within the Ring. Although this world was not yet fully formed, and it lacked its own soul, He Yiming's spirit held an undeniable thread of connection to this Five Elements World.

Slowly, he closed his eyes, his internal true energy surging.

As if sensing the change in He Yiming's true energy, the outer layer of the Five Elements Ring began to rotate autonomously.

However, under He Yiming's control, the speed of this rotation was not fast, nor did it emit any strong sound.

He opened his mouth, and three distinct, tangible flowers of different colors erupted forth.

The moment these three flowers appeared, the Five Elements Ring also lit up. The two phenomena interplayed, creating a scene of strange beauty.

The three tangible flowers slowly revolved above He Yiming's head, as if sustained by an invisible force driving their motion.

Gradually, these three tangible flowers settled into a stable frequency, their positions fixed at three points of absolute equilibrium. No matter how they shifted, the points always formed an equilateral triangle.

Simultaneously, He Yiming's spiritual consciousness entered the Five Elements Ring, and he easily located the three points inside.

In his perception, drawn by a magical force, the positions of the three flowers above his head and the three points within the Five Elements Ring seemed to perfectly overlap. Their speed and frequency of movement were utterly identical, leaving no discernible difference.

If Jin Zhanyi and the others knew that He Yiming could effortlessly align the three flowers and the three points of the divine weapon on his very first attempt at atomization, they would surely cry out in disbelief.

Even Jin Zhanyi, who had successfully atomized his divine weapon at the age of one hundred and fifty, only reached this stage on his third attempt.

This, in truth, was the nature of the compatibility between each individual and the divine weapon they chose.

If He Yiming hadn't possessed the physique capable of cultivating all Five Elements, and if the divine weapon he chose wasn't the Five Elements Ring which embodied all five elemental powers, then even with his unique constitution, this instantaneous alignment would have been impossible.

The power of the Five Elements is the foundation of heaven and earth; the flow of the Five Elements is ceaseless.

When the power of all five elements is complete, they can even form a world unto themselves.

Both He Yiming and the Five Elements Ring had, without realizing it, developed their own respective worlds. Therefore, when the two combined, it was the superposition of two worlds, achieving an effect that defied imagination.

The Five Elements Ring in his hand moved slightly, then, as if pulled by some tether, it slowly floated upward.

It drifted along He Yiming's chest and abdomen, moving up to the space between his eyebrows, and finally hovered above his head.

Above He Yiming's head, the three tangible flowers emitted light of different hues. The entire cave was saturated with this radiance, mingling with the black mist, making the scene appear all the more bizarre and profound.

A massive influx of black mist poured into He Yiming's body, absorbed by his primordial, chaotic Dantian, becoming the source of his strength.

Strand after strand of true energy slowly converged toward the Baihui acupoint on his crown.

In that moment, He Yiming felt a strange sensation, as if he had once again returned to the Houtian Realm, striving to break through to the Xiantian level.

He vaguely sensed that the gap between the Tripartite Realm and the Venerable Realm was akin to the difference between the peak of the tenth stage of Houtian and the Xiantian Realm.

This was a qualitative leap, a genuine chasm.

If he could cross this threshold, the world would open up, granting him entry into an entirely new plane of existence.

His spirit was intensely focused, seemingly integrated with the three flowers. All his thoughts were channeled there; worries about the Blood Coagulation Pills or the possibility of failure had entirely vanished.

In his mind, there was only one intention: to merge the three flowers into the divine weapon, to make his body and the divine weapon completely one.

Finally, the Five Elements Ring floated above his head, resting flat against his scalp, directly atop his skull.

A vast amount of true energy accumulated at the Baihui acupoint. When it reached a certain critical threshold, a deafening boom echoed within He Yiming's head.

Although no sound registered externally, his mind felt as though it were being bombarded by countless heavy artillery cannons, nearly causing him to faint instantly.

However, He Yiming's will was hard as iron. Though his body trembled incessantly, his spiritual resolve seemed utterly unaffected, allowing him to endure everything steadfastly.

It was as if a hole had been opened at the Baihui acupoint, and all the previously accumulated true energy surged out like water from a broken sluice gate, pouring violently into the Five Elements Ring.

Almost simultaneously, the Five Elements Ring shone with brilliant light, and the light from the three internal points shot out toward the three tangible flowers suspended in the air.

The light between the two quickly connected, as if three communicative bridges had suddenly formed between them.

Following this connection, the three tangible flowers began to shrink according to their respective attributes. They transformed into pure energy, entering the three points within the Five Elements Ring through this miraculous pathway.

This process was not fast; it was exceedingly slow.

The power contained within the three flowers was immense, and integrating it perfectly into the Five Elements Ring was no simple task.

Yet, through He Yiming's persistent effort, as if eons had passed, the three flowers above his head finally dissolved into their most refined essence, pouring entirely into the Five Elements Ring.