Only My Way

A full ten-plus hours later.

Everything.

Whether it was the living souls and corpses of outsiders thrown in earlier.

Or the living souls and corpses of various members of the [Crimson Blood Ghost Sect] thrown in later.

All met the same, inevitable end.

The same destruction and demise.

Looking around.

Inside the blood pool.

Only a large number of blood-colored bubbles were still gurgling up and bursting.

It felt like a pot of broth that had been completely boiled.

A certain refreshing fragrance also began to permeate the entire underground space.

Just smelling it.

The fragrance could instinctively evoke a sense of comfort.

And.

That wasn't an illusion.

But a real thing.

Those ordinary people who had never cultivated.

Only needed to take a few more breaths in this place.

To naturally prolong their lives.

After all.

Even if you just took a deep breath.

You might be able to take the opportunity to inhale the essence of life extracted after melting the flesh and blood and souls of several ordinary people...

You should know.

That was something extracted by the hands of a powerhouse close to the [Divine Power Realm].

In any case.

The purity of the thing.

Was fully guaranteed.

Absolutely a rare treasure!!

It could basically be said that the side effects had been minimized.

Even if ordinary heretical cultivators worked hard for a lifetime, they would never be able to reach this level~

Presumably.

Even those heretical cultivators who were particularly unhappy with the [Crimson Blood Ghost Sect], after taking a deep breath here.

Would have to exclaim in shock on the spot - [Damn, pure!!]

After all, many heretical cultivators like to take a few sips of this stuff from time to time, just to replenish their weak and sickly bodies~

However.

Just like even the best things should not be indulged in too much.

It was already the limit for ordinary people to take a few breaths here.

Once they stayed for a long time.

Due to the weakness of their flesh and blood and the inability of their souls to withstand the nourishment.

Their bodies and souls.

Would easily undergo畸变and溃烂reactions.

Eventually turning into a pool of烂泥.

But that situation was obviously impossible for Shen Yunqing.

He could easily face all of this calmly.

When the energy in the blood pool reached its peak.

Knowing that the time had come.

He slowly walked towards the inside of the blood pool.

Slowly sinking himself into it bit by bit...

At this moment.

Due to Shen Yunqing's complete lack of resistance.

He could clearly perceive that something in his body was being slowly drawn away.

Those were certain things that were deeply rooted in his body.

That was the ironclad proof that he was a heretical cultivator...

When they were forcibly drawn away by the power in the blood pool one after another.

Just like when the internal structure of a building collapses.

It would inevitably bring all-round negative effects to the entire building.

Shen Yunqing's strength, body, and soul.

All inevitably衍生some negative results.

A large amount of blood.

Began to slowly seep out of his skin.

But in contrast, countless pure life forces hidden deep within the blood pool also began to flow towards Shen Yunqing, forcibly maintaining his current state...

For a time.

Destruction and creation.

Reached a delicate balance in his body...

Then.

Along with the simultaneous activation of a certain secret technique and the runes inside the blood pool.

Deep underground, far away from the surface.

The vast earth vein energy was also gradually drawn in, providing more energy for Shen Yunqing's plan.

Allowing him to undergo transformation at a faster and more stable speed!

At the same time.

Shen Yunqing also relaxed his suppression of his realm.

No longer deliberately delaying his promotion.

But began to actively embrace the new realm...

New power.

Immediately began to be born, actively gathering up the many things that Shen Yunqing had abandoned...

In this regard.

Unlike many cultivators who have no way to advance.

As an extremely talented guy.

In fact, more than twenty years ago.

Shen Yunqing had already grasped the opportunity to advance to the [Divine Power Realm].

But he had always chosen to delay his promotion.

As for the reason?

Just as Shen Yunqing said before.

He wanted a brighter and more promising future.

So even though he could be promoted at any time.

He still decisively chose to delay.

Instead, he constantly invested energy and resources to carry out his plan.

However.

Others mistakenly thought that he was still stuck in the [Profound Meaning Realm].

It can only be said.

Not only outsiders.

Even the many elders in the [Crimson Blood Ghost Sect].

In fact, they underestimated him.

Even looking at the entire [Northern Region].

He was an extremely outstanding person...

And in this land full of strife.

Even if you include the remaining territories near the [Old Dust Country Remains].

Shen Yunqing was guaranteed to be among the top few geniuses.

Those people in various history books who were able to establish great foundations in troubled times.

Were about the same level as him...

After all.

He not only had talent.

But he also really developed it.

He was a person who successfully converted his talent into strength!!

This point.

Was actually far more rare than the talent he possessed!!

Far away.

At the moment when Shen Yunqing was silently promoting.

Ling Wuyuan had already successfully arrived at the central area of the [Old Dust Country Remains].

The place that was once called the [Old Dust Country Capital].

At this time.

He stood in the high sky and looked around.

To be honest.

He felt that the city in the distance was not as prosperous as the other cities he had seen along the way.

It had a sense of dilapidation and decline.

However, although he had not yet investigated, Ling Wuyuan knew that this should be because the frequency of war in this area was far higher than in other areas...

A must-contend place for military strategists?

The situation could perhaps be understood in this way.

When everyone felt that whoever occupied this place was the current overlord of this land, everyone would naturally scramble for it in turn.

Right now.

After watching that hot potato in the distance from afar.

Ling Wuyuan chose to turn his head and go to another place.

Even though he was not far from there.

He was too lazy to go over and make a cameo...

That ghostly place was a mixed bag, Ling Wuyuan was too lazy to go there if it wasn't necessary...

According to the information provided by [Listening Shadow Tower].

Before.

Although a large number of books were preserved in that city that was once called the [Old Dust Country Capital].

But... the frequency of war in that ghostly place was too high.

Major turmoil could easily occur.

So after a large number of books were destroyed.

Those books had long been transferred by relevant personnel to a more remote, more deserted, and safer place.

The place that Ling Wuyuan wanted to go to now was there.

He wanted to go there to collect more knowledge, and then take it away.

Even though he was completely uninterested in the land itself, and couldn't muster a trace of thought about doing great things in the chaos.

Ling Wuyuan was still very interested in the various knowledge that this place possessed.

Interested to the point that even if he needed to take a slight detour.

He felt that the matter was very worthwhile.

There was no way.

Since he had already come.

He still had to bring some local specialties~

Perhaps.

When he crossed the entire [Golden Billows Continent] and returned to the White Mist Country.

He could directly bring back countless precious books to fill the library of the [Snow Moon Cloud Heaven Pavilion]...