As for the realms above that, they have already transcended the scope of martial arts, surpassed the limits of mortals, and reached the domain of boundless magical power.

In short, this is a wastrel and prodigal son from a great family.

William Clark very easily came to this conclusion.

After figuring out the details of this body, William Clark finally had the mind to ponder what exactly was going on.

First of all, one thing was certain—he was indeed extremely lucky to be alive...

William Clark remembered very clearly that before he lost consciousness, he was refining the Void Yin-Yang Cauldron. Unfortunately, something went wrong, and he was shrouded by thirteen Void Yin-Yang Tribulations, his life hanging by a thread.

In fact, saying “hanging by a thread” was an understatement. The Void Yin-Yang Cauldron, as the foremost divine artifact of the Nine Provinces, could reverse yin and yang and shift the void. The thirteen Void Yin-Yang Tribulations could destroy heaven and earth; legend had it that even a true immortal would struggle to withstand a single strike. Even though he possessed the power of the Integration Realm, facing the thirteen Void Yin-Yang Tribulations, there was absolutely no chance of survival.

In other words...

After the thirteen Void Yin-Yang Tribulations struck, something strange must have happened to him; otherwise, he would already be dead—utterly annihilated, with not even a soul left to reincarnate.

How powerful the Void Yin-Yang Cauldron was, who would know better than William Clark? A hundred years ago, when the Void Yin-Yang Cauldron emerged, William Clark had already spent countless resources to obtain information on this number one divine artifact of the Nine Provinces, making thorough preparations. After braving many dangers and countless life-and-death struggles, and contending with a group of old monsters and numerous powerful factions, he had actually managed to cleverly seize the Void Yin-Yang Cauldron, the greatest artifact of the Nine Provinces. Although he already possessed the formidable power of the Integration Realm and was one of the top ten alchemy masters in the Nine Provinces, usually running rampant with no one daring to provoke him, this time was completely different.

An innocent man gets into trouble because of his wealth—William Clark truly experienced the flaw of being alone. Surrounded and hunted by many factions, he was severely wounded. After finally hiding away to refine the Void Yin-Yang Cauldron, he unexpectedly triggered the Void Yin-Yang Tribulation. Now, instead of being utterly destroyed, he had accidentally seized another body and been reborn. It was just a pity about that Void Yin-Yang Cauldron...

As soon as William Clark had this thought, he suddenly felt a faint power flicker between his brows. William Clark stared at the mirror in disbelief, because he clearly saw a small cauldron-shaped mark slowly flicker at his brow, flashing briefly before vanishing into his body.

The Void Yin-Yang Cauldron—there was no mistake, that was definitely the Void Yin-Yang Cauldron. It had just become much smaller, and seemed a bit different. Wait, William Clark suddenly remembered: at the very last moment, he had clearly seen the thirteen Void Yin-Yang Tribulations shatter the Void Yin-Yang Cauldron. At that time, his final thought was how could the number one divine artifact of the Nine Provinces possibly be destroyed? Recalling the scene carefully, an image suddenly flashed through William Clark’s mind. It seemed that at the instant the Void Yin-Yang Cauldron was shattered and his body destroyed, something from within the cauldron had merged into his primordial spirit.

The moment that little cauldron appeared just now, William Clark felt a very mysterious sensation—indescribable, yet undeniably real. He could truly sense that the Void Yin-Yang Cauldron still existed, and was now within his own body.

It was just that this body was in a truly miserable state, with only fourth-layer Foundation Establishment strength, and his vital energy was pitifully weak. Although among ordinary people, only one in a thousand could cultivate vital energy and reach the Foundation Establishment stage, if both parents were above Foundation Establishment and there was help, one could almost start cultivating vital energy from childhood.

In the eyes of most people, reaching Foundation Establishment was already impressive, a step into the threshold of cultivation. But as one of the top ten alchemy masters in the Nine Provinces, with his own strength at the Integration Realm, William Clark knew very well that Foundation Establishment was just the entry of entries. The ten layers of Foundation Establishment merely shed the ordinary mortal body; after that came Bone Transformation, Marrow Cleansing, Vein Severing, Transcendence, Detachment, and then the rarely seen Infant Condensation stage in most countries. As for the Integration Realm that William Clark had reached in his previous life, it was the pinnacle of the entire Nine Provinces continent.

Above the Human Infant stage, ordinary people knew nothing. Even those like Edward Clark, who had reached the Detachment stage, knew little about what lay beyond. William Clark could only smile wryly and not think too much about it. Judging by this body, the road to cultivating anew would be long, very long.

“Bang!” Just then, a loud explosion sounded outside, followed by a strong medicinal scent wafting into the room.

“Rootless Grass, blood of a level-five demon beast tiger, Spiritleaf, fifty-year-old Polygonum multiflorum…” Almost instinctively, William Clark’s nose twitched slightly, and he had already identified nearly twenty medicinal ingredients inside. After identifying them, William Clark found it very strange—who concocted this medicine? This person was really something. How could these ingredients be combined like this? You know, alchemists are not like pill refiners; even if they fail, it’s rare for anything dangerous to happen, let alone an explosion.

Who could be so talented as to blow up a furnace just by concocting medicine? If they were to use a pill cauldron to refine pills, that would be a real disaster.

Thinking this, William Clark had already pushed open the door and walked out. The courtyard was filled with a strong medicinal aroma, but there was something else mixed in as well. William Clark sensed that something was off, but limited by his current body and strength, he couldn’t immediately figure out what it was.