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Entrusting one's true spirit to the Heavenly Dao of the Mountain and Sea Realm is the only way to ascend to the level of a true spirit.

However, this route is already full, meaning that the path for newcomers is completely blocked, with no possibility of advancement.

This reminded him of the Sequencer system he had visited before, called the Sealed Origin Realm, as the two were in similar situations.

The fundamental difference is that while a Sequence One can still be killed, a True Spirit cannot be replaced; they are truly eternal and indestructible.

"The Way of Heaven?"

Hu Qi muttered to himself, his eyes darting around.

The Heavenly Dao of the Mountain and Sea Realm is far superior in status to the world wills encountered in the past.

It is not a concrete consciousness, but the source of everything, the origin of all laws and principles.

The stars follow their orbits, the mountains and rivers define their shapes, the cycle of life and death, cause and effect, destiny, and even the mystery of the immortality of the true spirit are all defined by it.

It is 'existence' itself, the absolute cornerstone that sustains all realms, permeates all time and space, and runs through the timeline.

In a sense, the Dao Lord represents the pinnacle that life can reach.

We want to improve further.

Only by condensing the mark of the true spirit can one advance to the level of the true spirit.

However, if one cannot entrust the mark of the true spirit, one cannot receive the nourishment of the power of the Heavenly Dao to elevate one's life level again, and thus one will have no hope of advancement.

However, this is not without its solutions.

Hu Qi's thoughts shifted, and he thought of the three beings in the Void Sea who were comparable to True Spirits.

The very existence of these three individuals is powerful proof that the vast Void Sea itself may be a higher-level existence comparable to the Heavenly Dao of the Mountain and Sea Realm.

Therefore, does the fact that the path to the Heavenly Dao in the Mountain and Sea Realm has been blocked mean that a new breakthrough can be found in the Void Sea?

For example, entrusting the true spirit imprint to the void sea!

After all, this was based on what the Celestial Venerable of Evolution had said earlier.

The Void Sea is the other side of the world.

This might be a hint.

This means that, in some respects, it is equivalent to another realm of mountains and seas.

However, Hu Qi rejected this idea the moment it came to mind.

Without him.

The Void Sea is too strange.

He knew too little about it.

With his abilities, it wouldn't be difficult for him to disguise himself as a void creature.

But it's probably impossible to fool Xu Hai.

He had not forgotten the few Dao Lord level void creatures he had killed earlier.

According to Long Si, it was like a high-level void creature comparable to the Dao Lord level after being killed.

It will return to the Void Sea and be reborn after a period of nourishment.

Even if you are killed too many times in a short period of time, you will still die.

However, in some respects, it is somewhat similar to the True Spirit level, which entrusts the True Spirit imprint.

It must have an extremely close connection with the Void Sea itself.

Although Hu Qi can disguise himself, he cannot establish a connection with the Void Sea itself.

Furthermore, just from the void creatures among them, one can see that they have an extreme aversion to living beings.

If he truly entrusted the mark of his true spirit into the void sea.

Whether he can be promoted is still uncertain, but being eroded is certain.

Even if the scarlet panel can counteract it, it is still unknown whether it can provide complete immunity.

Hu Qi would not choose to do this unless absolutely necessary.

The risk is too great.

Furthermore, this is just his speculation; it's still uncertain whether the Void Sea can harbor a true spirit imprint.

"Can one ascend to the status of a true spirit simply by entrusting their true spirit imprint to a higher-ranking being?"

Think of this.

Hu Qi's eyes suddenly flickered.

Besides entrusting his true spirit to the Void Sea and the will of Heaven, he actually had an even bolder idea.

But before that, he had another thing to do.

That means storing more modified values ​​for future use.

Think about this.

Hu Qi stood up.

With a single step, he instantly left Xianyun City, far away from the land of humans.

He did not go to find Nuwa to fulfill his promise. Now that he had obtained all the information about the True Spirit level, the lineage of the Evolutionary Celestial Venerable was no longer of any meaning to him.

……

The realm of mountains and seas is different from other worlds.

Its core territory is vast and boundless, seemingly without end.

A surge of inspiration filled the heavens and earth, and all things flourished and grew here.

Looking out, one can see all sorts of strange creatures roaming among the clouds and mountains.

A colossal beast, its wings spread like clouds hanging from the sky, soared straight up to the heavens.

A magical insect, its body shimmering with light, gracefully flitted through the forest.

There are also ancient giant turtles, as large as mountains, carrying soil on their backs, with runes appearing between their scales.

These creatures come in countless forms, sometimes moving in groups, sometimes alone, creating the unique atmosphere of this world.

Within this realm, spatial rifts appear and disappear intermittently, like invisible blades suddenly tearing open heaven and earth, spewing forth chaotic torrents.

Furthermore, numerous natural wonders are scattered throughout the land, some shrouded in poisonous miasma that has lingered for millions of years, others raging infernos like prisons, with treacherous and deadly dangers lurking beneath this beautiful landscape.

Even those who have attained the realm of immortality and become true gods.

Even when walking in the core area, one must be careful, for a slight carelessness could lead to one's demise.

As for beings below the level of true gods, they are annihilated upon contact.

For them, it was tantamount to a grinding mill of flesh and blood.

Because of the perilous nature of this place, the thousands of tribes that inhabit this area will never leave their ancestral territories unless absolutely necessary.

After all, beyond the border lies not only the unknown, but also the ever-present regional dangers and the predation of even more powerful predators.

However, this was not a problem for Hu Qi.

He merely released a trace of the pressure of the Dao Lord realm, which surrounded him.

Within 10,000 meters, no living creature dares to approach.

The creatures within it, no matter how ferocious they may have been, now trembled like quails.

After successfully leaving the human territory.

Hu Qi's figure flickered, revealing his true form as a pure-blooded Golden-Winged Roc!

Its entire body seemed to be cast from divine metal, flowing with dark golden divine radiance, and each feather seemed to flicker and disappear like Dao patterns.

After appearing, it did not linger; with a flap of its wings, its figure shot straight into the distance like a streak of light.

……

Yeling Valley.

Viewed from above, it resembles a massive scar flowing with dark blood.

The writhing, dark red, vein-like structures resemble the menacing blood vessels of a giant heart exposed to the elements.

Among them are strangely shaped spires, and occasionally one can see strange-looking creatures moving among them.

The inhabitants of this place are a group of creatures called Karma.

It is itself an aggregate of karma and turbidity that wanders between heaven and earth.

It has no fixed form.

Low-level karmic demons are generally distorted humanoid in shape.

For example, some are composed of a constantly churning black, viscous substance, like a mixture of melted asphalt and shadows.

Some bodies resemble a haphazardly pieced-together mass of flesh, composed of countless struggling arms and twisted limbs.

Their "faces" have no facial features, only a smooth expanse of darkness.

As these karmic demons walk, they leave behind a brief trail of faintly burning karmic fire in their surroundings and even on the ground.

As for high-level karmic demons, they are enormous and burly, like small mountains, or they may not have heads at all, but only a ball of burning black and red flames.

In this area, few creatures dare to easily provoke karmic demons.

This is not because they are particularly powerful.

As karmic demons, they benefit from their unique birth and origins, and are born with spiritual-level power. The strongest among them can even possess combat power comparable to that of an apostle.

After reaching adulthood, they often reach the level of true gods.

However, what brings success can also bring failure.

It is precisely this special origin that limits their possibility of breaking through to the Dao Lord realm.

Elsewhere, the strength of a True God might be enough to dominate a region, but here, a True God is only considered ordinary.

Only those who reach the Dao Lord level can truly be called strong. Even so, ordinary beings, even if they can defeat the Karmic Demon, are often unwilling to take its life.

The reason is that once a karmic demon is killed, the karma entangled on its body will be transferred and attached to the killer.

For most creatures in the core area, karma and impurities are like the most deadly poison; once contaminated, the consequences are unimaginable.

Therefore, unless one is willing to bear the consequences of being burdened by karma, almost no one dares to easily provoke them.

As the dwelling place of karmic demons, this place is perpetually filled with malevolent energy, thick and murky like ink, which condenses into heavy, dark clouds in the sky.

This also makes it difficult for sunlight to penetrate the clouds, resulting in a dim light in this area.

However, today, a sudden and unexpected change has occurred.

An even larger, dark shadow descended without warning, like night falling suddenly, instantly swallowing up the already thin sunlight.

At the same time, a powerful pressure originating from the top of the food chain, surpassing all living beings, descended like the collapse of the sky, causing everything to tremble and even the wind to fall silent.

"Huh? This is..."

In that instant.

All the demons looked up at the same time, their red-glowing pupils reflecting the terrifying figure in the sky.

He stood there, stunned.

It was a golden-winged roc that blotted out the sky, its wingspan obscuring the heavens.

Each feather seemed to flow with the true fire of the sun, its edges as sharp as a golden blade that could cleave the heavens.

It soared high in the sky, its head slightly lowered. In its pupils, which burned with golden flames, the entire Karma Valley was reflected, as well as the moment when thousands of Karma Demons looked up in alarm.

Subsequently.

Looking down at the karmic demons beneath its feet, which resembled ants, it suddenly opened its enormous maw, as if an abyss had suddenly appeared, swallowing the heavens and the earth.

In an instant.

A terrifying suction force surged forth, transforming into a tangible, pale white vortex.

In an instant, the winds and clouds reversed, and countless karmic demons were unable to even utter a wail.

It was then swallowed up by the endless suction force along with the malevolent energy in its abdomen.

[Modified value +140000 (51%)]

[Modified value +70001 (6%)]

[Modified value +9280 (80%)]

……

The data before my eyes is like a waterfall, constantly being refreshed.

After doing all this.

Hu Qi, transformed into a golden-winged roc, indifferently retracted his divine wings, transforming into a golden light that tore through the sky, and vanished in an instant.

All that remained was a desolate ruin. Although being burdened by karma was terrifying, it was nothing to Hu Qi; it was something he could easily resolve.

……

The demon's plight is just a microcosm.

Hu Qi traveled along the way.

The wings were simply spread out casually.

The winds of annihilation swept by silently.

Where the wind passed, the space itself seemed to be erased of color. Those beings below the Dao Lord realm did not even have time to show their astonishment before they were like sketches erased by an eraser, turning into nothingness and ashes inch by inch.

Open your mouth and swallow.

An irresistible force of devouring enveloped the heavens and earth, as if tearing open a gap in the mortal world leading to nothingness.

Countless spiritual beings, like rivers flowing into the sea, all disappeared into his seemingly bottomless belly.

Slaughter, devouring, nothing superfluous.

For the sake of future plans.

Hu Qi launched a frantic campaign to collect modified values.

For other living beings, this is the heart of the Mountain and Sea Realm, a place fraught with danger.

But in Hu Qi's eyes, it was just a lavish plate, where he could take whatever he wanted.

As for these creatures, they had no power to resist whatsoever. Regardless of their race, they all turned into a string of warm numbers on the crimson panel.

With Hu Qi's current cultivation level, as long as he doesn't actively alarm those two Heavenly Venerables...

In this vast realm of mountains and seas, he could roam freely without any restraint.

However, the realm of mountains and seas is too vast and boundless.

Hu Qi's commotion seems to be quite significant.

But in reality, it's nothing.

It's like a tiny, almost imperceptible bubble in the ocean.

Moreover, in the core area, a place where powerful individuals abound.

Slaughter was rampant at all times.

Therefore, Hu Qi is not worried that anyone will pay attention to him.

He was like a harvester, ruthlessly crushing all the extraordinary beings he encountered.

Over time.

On the panel, even the modified data, which was in the hundreds of millions, began to slowly increase.

……

However, if you walk by the river often enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet.

Moreover, Hu Qi's unbridled acts of devouring and killing are even more egregious.

As they rampaged through the land, they quickly attracted the attention of a Dao Lord.

Under the sky.

A pale black curtain of light, like a giant bowl turned upside down, enveloped the entire vast basin shaped like a mountain hollow.

A halo of light flowed, isolating the inside from the outside, as if forming a special world of its own, with stars moving about.

If you look closely, you can see how vast the core of this basin is.

Countless tiny figures, as insignificant as ants, lived there, building cities and towns with a level of civilization almost equivalent to that of an ancient dynasty.

Looking out, one can see countries with different banners bordering each other, with armies like ants confronting and fighting on the border, waging war for the ambitions of emperors and generals.

However, upon closer inspection, this is no ordinary battle for supremacy in the mortal realm.

This prison-like place, protected by a barrier set up by a powerful being, was filled with an ominous and foul atmosphere.

Whenever dusk falls or the fighting subsides, grotesque evil spirits, born of resentment and miasma, crawl out from the shadows and desolate graves.

Wherever it went, life was extinguished, leaving only bones and deathly silence.

What's even more suffocating are the evil spirits.

They vary in appearance, some are humanoid with exposed fangs, others are covered in scales and have immense strength, regarding humans as mere grass or livestock.

Ordinary martial artists would have absolutely no chance of resisting them.

Because whether they are powerful families or nobles within the dynasty, they are all evil spirits in human skin.

Here, humans are not the most intelligent of all creatures, but rather are domesticated 'livestock' ready to be slaughtered at any time.

Therefore, it is less a human kingdom and more a pasture for demons, a bloody vegetable garden.

The pale black sky, to evil spirits, is a fence to prevent 'ingredients' from escaping.

For the hundreds of millions of lives in it.

This is an eternal prison from birth inescapable.

Barring unforeseen circumstances, the creatures within will forever be unable to escape the fate of becoming food for evil spirits, generation after generation.

However, nothing is absolute.

today.

Amidst the flowing light, a Taoist priest in green robes appeared above the black barrier that enveloped the basin.

He had two horns on his forehead, and his face was handsome and otherworldly. His clothes fluttered slightly in the halo of light.

Look into the distance.

As far as the eye could see, a blazing golden light was tearing through the air, annihilating everything in its path. Mountains, rivers, and even the pervasive foul air were all swallowed up, leaving only a void trail behind.

"This is... a pure-blooded Golden-Winged Roc?"

Upon seeing this, the Taoist in green frowned slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

The Golden-Winged Roc clan traces its roots back to the ancient times and is one of the clans that stand at the top of the demon race pyramid.

However, with the collapse and fragmentation of the ancient world of mountains and seas.

Even in the core areas, their bloodline has almost disappeared, and it is difficult to find any trace of them.

Unexpectedly, he ran into me.

If we let them run rampant like this, then the place we use for forging weapons might be ruined.

Thinking of this, just as the golden light was about to arrive, he spoke loudly.

Although the sound was not loud, it resonated clearly between heaven and earth.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait!" (End of Chapter)