The Immortal Physician's Transmigration: Miraculous Rejuvenation

Braving the biting wind and snow of the far north of the Spirit Realm, Ye Yuanchen and his group trudged towards the Spirit Realm Heavenly Palace. The howling wind scraped their faces like sharp blades, and the icy spiritual energy seemed to freeze their blood. The path beneath their feet was rugged and difficult to traverse; thick ice frequently nearly caused them to slip, and the surrounding blizzard severely impaired their vision, forcing them to rely solely on their hazy spiritual senses to determine their direction.

"This damn weather seems to be the first obstacle deliberately set up by the Heavenly Palace of the Spirit Realm, trying to keep us out." Lu Zixuan complained as he cautiously explored the path ahead, his hands constantly forming hand seals, releasing faint spiritual energy marks so that he wouldn't lose his way in this vast sea of ​​snow.

Mu Wanyue nestled close to Ye Yuanchen, the spirit whip in her hand trembling slightly, not from the cold, but from an instinctive alertness to unknown danger. "What earth-shattering secrets does the Heavenly Palace hold that would allow it to be protected by such a harsh environment?" she whispered, her breath instantly condensing into frost in the air.

Ye Yuanchen stared intently ahead, his gaze unwavering. Though the wind and snow blurred his vision, his spiritual sense pierced through the obstacles like a beacon. "No matter what, we must uncover this secret. It may concern the fate of the entire Spirit Realm, even the cultivation world and the mortal world." He pulled his cloak tighter around himself and quickened his pace.

Bai Youruo silently played her spirit flute, the notes transforming into a warm wave of spiritual energy that formed a faint shield around them, barely protecting them from the biting cold and snow. "I hope all the hardships along the way will be worthwhile, and that we can successfully find the secrets of the Heavenly Palace and resolve any potential crises." A hint of worry flickered in her eyes, yet it was masked by unwavering determination.

After several days of arduous travel, the outline of a magnificent palace finally emerged from the snowstorm. This was the legendary Heavenly Palace of the Spirit Realm, its architecture solemn and majestic, its towering halls piercing the clouds as if merging with the heavens. Huge spirit crystals were inlaid in the palace walls, emitting a soft and mysterious light, shining like a dazzling pearl in this icy, snow-covered far north.

However, as they approached the Heavenly Palace, they discovered it was surrounded by a powerful barrier. This barrier, like a giant transparent dome, enveloped the Heavenly Palace, exuding a dangerous yet majestic aura. Ye Yuanchen stepped forward to carefully examine this barrier, discovering that it contained extremely complex spiritual runes and formations, unlike any barrier he had ever seen before. These runes and formations intertwined and merged, forming a unique spiritual energy circulation system, seemingly closely connected to the primordial power of the spirit realm.

"The power of this restriction is extremely strong, and it seems to resonate with the core power of the spirit realm. We must break it with utmost care, otherwise, if we trigger the backlash of the restriction, the consequences will be unimaginable." Ye Yuanchen said solemnly. He reached out and slowly approached the restriction, trying to sense the flow of spiritual energy within it.

Mu Wanyue, Lu Zixuan, and Bai Youruo also gathered around, each using their own immortal techniques to try and help Ye Yuanchen break the restriction. Mu Wanyue swung her spirit whip, gently touching the restriction. The moment the whip made contact, she felt a powerful backlash, almost causing her to lose her grip. She frowned, concentrating her energy to sense the subtle changes in the restriction through the spiritual energy fluctuations transmitted by the whip. Lu Zixuan closed his eyes, maximizing his spiritual senses to delve into the array structure within the restriction. Models of various arrays constantly appeared in his mind, trying to find a way to break the restriction that matched the one before him. Bai Youruo played her spirit flute, the notes transforming into threads of spiritual energy that wrapped around the restriction, like nimble tentacles searching for a gap to penetrate.

After arduous and painstaking efforts, Ye Yuanchen finally discovered a weak point in the restriction. This weak point was hidden at the confluence of the spiritual energy circulation within the restriction; though seemingly tiny, it was one of the key nodes in the entire restriction. He took a deep breath, concentrated all his spiritual energy, and transformed it into a sharp beam of light, shooting it like an arrow towards the weak point of the restriction. In a dazzling flash of light and a strong fluctuation of spiritual energy, a small opening was torn in the restriction.

"Quick, let's go in!" Ye Yuanchen shouted, and he was the first to crawl through the opening, followed closely by Mu Wanyue, Lu Zixuan, and Bai Youruo.

Upon entering the Heavenly Palace, they found themselves in a vast courtyard. Strange statues and ancient runic pillars stood within, seemingly silently recounting the past of the spirit realm, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura. However, before they could examine it closely, a group of spirit realm guards suddenly surged forth from all directions. These guards, clad in silver armor and wielding spirit spears, possessed cold, stern eyes and moved with perfect unison, clearly elite warriors who had undergone rigorous training.

"Who goes there? How dare you trespass into the Heavenly Palace of the Spirit Realm!" a guard leader shouted, his voice echoing in the courtyard, filled with authority and anger.

Ye Yuanchen stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "We have no ill intentions. We have only heard that the Heavenly Palace hides the ultimate secret of the Spirit Realm, so we have come to explore it and hope to contribute to the peace and development of the Spirit Realm."

The guard leader sneered, "Hmph, enough with the sweet talk. The Spirit Realm Palace is a sacred place of the Spirit Realm; how dare you outsiders trespass here!"

Having said that, the guards raised their spirit spears and launched an attack on Ye Yuanchen and his group. Left with no other option, Ye Yuanchen and the others had to resort to their immortal techniques to resist. Ye Yuanchen unleashed the "Spirit Realm Radiant Sun Soul-Shattering Technique," transforming into a golden beam of light as he charged towards the guards. His attacks were sharp and precise, each swing repelling several guards. Mu Wanyue wielded her spirit whip, which moved like a nimble dragon, weaving through the guards and disrupting their rhythm. Lu Zixuan quickly set up a defensive and offensive formation, unleashing a barrage of spiritual energy arrows at the guards while simultaneously providing a protective barrier for Ye Yuanchen and his group. Bai Youruo played her spirit flute, the notes transforming into sonic attacks that slowed the guards' movements and distorted their aim.

During the fierce battle, Ye Yuanchen discovered that the guards' attacks seemed to follow a certain pattern. Their spiritual energy fluctuations resonated with each other, forming a powerful combined attack. After careful observation, Ye Yuanchen discovered the weakness in their combined attack. It turned out that when the guards launched their attacks, the transmission of spiritual energy would experience a slight delay at a specific moment, which was the weak point in their combined attack.

"Everyone, listen to my command! Attack the weak points in their combined attack!" Ye Yuanchen shouted.

Mu Wanyue, Lu Zixuan, and Bai Youruo understood and, following Ye Yuanchen's instructions, focused their attacks on the guards' combined attack's weaknesses. With everyone's concerted efforts, the guards' combined attack was broken, and their formation gradually fell into disarray.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Yuanchen launched a full-force attack, unleashing a powerful golden blade of light from his hand, which knocked back the guard leader. Seeing their leader injured, the other guards panicked and retreated in disarray.

"We don't want to be your enemies; we just hope to enter the Heavenly Palace and uncover the truth," Ye Yuanchen said sincerely again.

The guard leader hesitated for a moment, looking at Ye Yuanchen and the others, seemingly weighing the pros and cons in his mind. Finally, he lowered his spirit spear. "Alright, since you are so persistent, I can give you a chance. But remember, if you do anything in the Heavenly Palace that harms the Spirit Realm, we will absolutely not let you off."

Ye Yuanchen and the others nodded gratefully. Led by the guard leader, they entered the main hall of the Heavenly Palace. The main hall was spacious and bright, with huge murals painted on the walls, depicting the origin and development of the spirit realm, as well as major events that had occurred there. In the center of the main hall was a high platform, on which sat a huge crystal ball. The crystal ball shimmered with various strange lights, seemingly containing endless information.

Ye Yuanchen and the others approached the crystal ball, feeling a powerful attraction emanating from it. As their gaze fell upon the crystal ball, suddenly, a blinding beam of light shot out from it, enveloping them.

They felt a sudden darkness before their eyes, and then they were drawn into a wondrous realm. In this realm, they saw the long river of history of the spirit world flowing slowly before them, from the birth of the spirit world to the alternation of wars and peace, and the secrets and conspiracies hidden behind history. They also saw the potential crisis facing the spirit world in the future: a dark force more powerful than the Dark Lord was gradually awakening, and if it was not stopped, the spirit world would be plunged into utter destruction.

"So, this is the ultimate secret of the spirit world. We must find a way to stop the awakening of this dark force," Ye Yuanchen said solemnly.

Mu Wanyue, Lu Zixuan, and Bai Youruo all nodded solemnly. They knew they bore a heavy responsibility, one that concerned not only the fate of the Spirit Realm but also the future of the entire cultivation world and the mortal world.

However, when they tried to exit this wondrous realm, they found themselves bound by a powerful force. The crystal ball seemed to be absorbing their spiritual and soul power; their bodies began to weaken, and their consciousness gradually faded.

"Oh no! This crystal ball is a trap! We must escape as soon as possible!" Ye Yuanchen shouted in panic.

He tried to mobilize the remaining spiritual power within his body and unleash a magical technique to break free from the restraints. Mu Wanyue, Lu Zixuan, and Bai Youruo also exerted all their strength to fight against the suction force of the crystal ball.

In this critical moment, Ye Yuanchen suddenly remembered a method he had learned during his previous adventures regarding the fusion of soul and spiritual power. He tightly merged his soul power with the remaining spiritual power, transforming it into a powerful shockwave that crashed into the force binding them.

Mu Wanyue, Lu Zixuan, and Bai Youruo also sensed Ye Yuanchen's intention. They followed suit, merging their soul power with their spiritual power to jointly resist the suction force of the crystal ball.

After a grueling struggle, they finally managed to break free from the crystal ball's hold. Exhausted, they collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, their bodies and souls severely damaged.

"We must leave here as soon as possible, find a place to heal our wounds, and then figure out how to deal with this dark force," Ye Yuanchen said weakly.

Mu Wanyue, Lu Zixuan, and Bai Youruo supported each other and, with the help of the guard leader, left the Spirit Realm Palace. They knew that the road ahead would be even more difficult, but they did not back down, for they were the hope of the Spirit Realm, the cultivation world, and the mortal world.