Start getting stronger by modifying your breathing method

As soon as Hu Qi finished thinking, the panel vibrated slightly.

The number in the modified value column jumped instantly, consuming one unit.

The immense modification value instantly transformed into countless streams of cool air, continuously flowing into the Infinite Dao Fruit within Hu Qi's body, which had reached its limit and was perfectly round.

Gradually, a hazy, ethereal light shone from the core of the Dao Fruit.

That was the spirit of pure Yang.

It is also the foundation for establishing the mark of the true spirit.

Anyone who reaches the limit of the Dao Fruit Realm can attempt to condense it.

However, whether it can be successfully formed depends on its own accumulation.

Once it starts, it cannot be stopped.

This process is not simple.

However, thanks to the panel's effect, coupled with Hu Qi's own substantial accumulation of experience, the situation has improved significantly.

Everything happened naturally, and it all came together effortlessly.

Next, Hu Qi needs to gather more pure Yang spirits to construct his own true spirit imprint.

However, at that very moment, a sudden change occurred.

The black spirit banner that Hu Qi had bound deep within the realm of his mind trembled slightly without warning.

The banner fluttered, and countless black wisps of energy transformed into chains, spreading outward from the center of the Mind Realm.

Hu Qi suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, dark, chain-like lines appeared on his skin.

The next second, the surroundings suddenly darkened, and then a faint light emerged, slowly lifting him up.

Behind him, a blurry yet enormous figure had quietly taken up its place in this independent realm of the mind.

She was a woman wearing a yellow robe, with a gentle appearance, a beauty mark at the corner of her eye, and a faint golden vertical line on her forehead.

Her long, thick black hair was loosely tied up with a simple wooden hairpin, with a few strands falling to her ears.

The yellow robe was embroidered with intricate cloud patterns, so much so that just one glance at it could make one feel dizzy.

Behind her head, a phantom image of a six-path reincarnation disc was slowly rotating.

If other celestial beings were here, they would surely recognize this person as none other than himself.

It was the Heavenly Venerable of the Underworld who should have been sleeping deep within the realm of the mind.

She is also of witch origin, in charge of reincarnation, and holds power over the spiritual realm.

Among the five Celestial Venerables, apart from Hongyuan Celestial Venerable, her strength is the most unfathomable.

However, the other party was seriously injured in the battle of the collapse of the Mountain and Sea Realm and has been in a deep sleep ever since, rarely concerning himself with the outside world.

Even when the Witch Clan declined, she never intervened.

But now, she has awakened at some point and has actually appeared here in person.

At this moment, in the palm of her left hand, she was holding Hu Qi, who was as tiny as an ant.

The five fingers were like mountains, and five black auras emanating from Hu Qi's body transformed into chains, binding the five fingers.

It transformed into a cage, completely imprisoning Hu Qi.

"Hu Qi, we've finally met. You haven't disappointed me after all. To break through under these circumstances, you truly deserve to be called the only extraordinary talent..."

The Heavenly Venerable of the Underworld gazed at Hu Qi, who was sitting cross-legged and at the critical moment of his advancement, and a strange light flickered in his usually calm eyes.

It was a gaze that was a mixture of extreme greed and longing.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she revealed Hu Qi's name, not 'Feng Qi', but Hu Qi's real name.

However, Hu Qi's eyes merely flickered slightly, his expression remaining calm.

"What brings the Heavenly Venerable of the Underworld here?"

He had never met her, but the Daoist essence of reincarnation emanating from her, as well as her boundless and abyssal aura, were enough for him to deduce her identity.

"It seems you are not surprised by my arrival?"

"The Celestial Venerable of the Underworld asked softly."

"Ah."

Hu Qi chuckled softly, but instead of answering, he asked in return:

"If I'm not mistaken, that Black Spirit Banner must be a genuine artifact that you crafted, right?"

As he spoke, he continued to gather pure Yang energy and construct the True Spirit Imprint.

He knew perfectly well that the other person's presence here was clearly not just for casual conversation.

Hu Qi's eyes transformed into scarlet snake pupils as he raised his head to meet the gaze of the Underworld Celestial Venerable.

"I just don't understand why you attacked me. We shouldn't have any grudges between us."

What he said is true.

It's understandable that the Golden Spirit Celestial Venerable of the demon race would attack him.

After all, he had devoured quite a few demons during this period in order to obtain modified values.

As for the Witch Clan, he had only encountered one elder in the Spirit Prison Mountain, and the elder would not personally seek revenge for such a trivial matter.

At that moment, he understood.

Judging from the unusual movement of the Black Spirit Banner, this must be the opponent's true weapon.

If a True Spirit is immortal, how could their True Artifact be easily refined?
There is only one answer.

All of this was a game she had planned long ago.

"Because you are special, only you can achieve transcendence. Come, become one with me."

The Celestial Venerable of the Underworld smiled slightly, offering no further explanation.

The voice just fell.

The Heavenly Venerable of the Underworld made a hand seal with his right hand and held it upright in front of his chest.

"Maraya Consciousness - Reincarnation and the Seizure of Truth!"

As the mantra, like a sacred chant, fell, a clear light flowed from her body, and the Wheel of Reincarnation behind her head slowly rotated, rippling out circles of light that enveloped the surrounding space in the power of reincarnation.

At the same time, a white light shone from between her eyebrows and went straight into Hu Qi's body.

As the light poured in, the originally solid body of the Underworld Celestial Venerable gradually began to become translucent.

Hu Qi was fully aware of the actions of the Underworld Celestial Venerable, but he remained seated cross-legged, for he had no way to dodge at this moment.

First, this mental realm has been completely sealed off.

Second, he is at a crucial moment in his advancement to the True Spirit level and cannot afford to be distracted.

Third, the opponent is a True Spirit level being, and he is powerless to resist his attack at this moment.

As for fighting beyond one's level?

It might be possible to reach a minor realm, but crossing such a major realm is almost impossible.

Even though Hu Qi's strength had already surpassed the limit of the Dao Lord realm, this was still the case, not to mention that the Netherworld Celestial Venerable took advantage of this time to launch a sneak attack on him.

……

Consciousness slowly rose from the chaotic depths of the sea.

What followed was a body aching as if it were falling apart, and an overwhelming urge to urinate.

Hu Qi struggled to lift his eyelids, which felt as if they were filled with lead, and straightened up.

A blinding ray of sunlight pierced through the gap in the curtains, like a needle pricking his dry pupils.

He blinked rapidly involuntarily, and tears welled up uncontrollably.

"Where...am I?"

My mind felt like it was stuffed with a wad of damp cotton; my thoughts were jumbled together, making it hard to concentrate.

After his eyes had barely adjusted to the light, he stared blankly ahead.

The computer monitor in front of him, now black out, was like a blurry mirror, reflecting a strange and haggard man.

In the reflection on the screen, the man appeared to be in his thirties, with clear indentations from keyboard keys on his forehead, and greasy strands of hair clinging to his sweaty skin.

Hu Qi was stunned for a few seconds before belatedly realizing that it was himself.

The fragments of memory are finally being pieced together little by little.

Last night, he seemed to have used an auxiliary program to play games. He didn't know how late he stayed up, but he remembered feeling a tightness in his chest and then losing consciousness.

"Thank goodness... I didn't die suddenly."

He muttered something to himself in a low voice.

An indescribable sense of disorientation enveloped him, as if he had forgotten something extremely important, but the feeling was fleeting and couldn't be grasped in any substantial way.

He leaned on the table and stood up, swaying slightly.

A series of cracking sounds immediately came from his neck and shoulders.

"Brother, get up and eat!"

A crisp knock came at the door, accompanied by a familiar voice; it was his sister, Hu Ya.

"Got it, come right now."

Hu Qi casually replied, suppressing a strange feeling that inexplicably arose in his heart.

He pushed open the door, and the living room was empty except for the neatly arranged bowls and chopsticks on the dining table.

His gaze shifted to the kitchen, where a young figure wearing an apron was working at the stove with her back to him.

My parents run a breakfast shop and always leave early in the morning and don't return until the afternoon.

Now, besides him, the only other permanent resident in this house is his younger sister, Hu Ya, who just graduated from university.

Given the current grim employment situation, she decided to postpone her job search and rest at home.

The family members never said much about it, but felt that it was good for the family to be able to accompany each other like this.

Just then, the figure in the kitchen seemed to hear the door open, paused, and turned around.

In the morning light streaming through the window, a bright smiling face came into view, especially the small beauty mark at the corner of her left eye, which added a touch of unique gentleness to her.

"Brother, the steamed buns will be ready soon, why don't you wash your hands first!"

"Ok!"

Hu Qi responded and turned to walk into the restroom.

——Crash!

He turned on the tap and washed his face with the cold water. Hu Qi's dazed eyes cleared a little.

Looking at myself in the mirror.

He looked very unwell.

Because just a moment ago...

For some reason, that strange sense of unease in my heart grew stronger.

The moment I saw Hu Ya.

He even had a fleeting thought of twisting the other person's head off.

This thought was so strong that it startled him.

You have to understand that he is a law-abiding, model citizen. He has never done anything illegal or disorderly in his life, let alone harbored murderous intent towards his own sister.

"Am I mentally ill?"

Hu Qi shook his head.

Just then, he noticed a sliver of white light shining on the mirror.

Hu Qi paused, and then the conflicted look on his face disappeared without a trace.

A slight smile appeared on his lips, which quickly returned to normal.

When I stepped out of the room, Hu Ya was already sitting across from me at the dining table.

On the table, a bowl of warm sweet potato porridge was served, and next to it, a plate of steaming buns was placed.

"Eat quickly, or it will get cold."

Hu Ya raised her head and revealed a gentle smile.

Hu Qi sat down silently, and a faint blush appeared deep in his originally dark pupils.

That red hue quietly spread in his eyes, like ink dripping into clear water, growing thicker and thicker until it finally turned into a glaring scarlet like blood.

An uncontrollable savagery and murderous intent was brewing within it.

Hu Qi remained calm and picked up the chopsticks on the table.

His gaze fell on Hu Ya.

What's that thing on your face?

"where?"

Upon hearing this, Hu Ya touched her face.

"it's here!"

Hu Qi stretched out his hand holding the chopsticks.

Just at this moment.

The chopsticks held by five fingers transformed into a blur, stabbing towards Hu Ya's neck with astonishing speed!
——Pfft!
The wooden chopsticks pierced her fair neck with precision, and blood gushed out, splashing onto the porridge on the table, turning the warm rice porridge a glaring red.

Hu Ya stared wide-eyed in disbelief, her lips parted slightly, but no sound came out.

Her body trembled violently, and she finally collapsed forward, slamming heavily onto the dining table.

Her eyes revealed disbelief, as if she couldn't understand why her brother would attack her.

——Bang!

next second.

She was kicked hard in the face.

He was sent flying, blood splattering everywhere, and landed motionless on the ground, seemingly dead.

The crimson in Hu Qi's eyes grew even more intense.

He stared indifferently at the scene before him, as if he had just crushed an insignificant insect.

"You shouldn't have... impersonated my sister."

Hu Qi's voice was as cold as ice, and a crimson light surged in his eyes.

“She never calls me ‘brother,’ she only calls me by my real name… and she never cooks.”

His gaze fell on the unfamiliar face of 'Hu Ya', whose eyes remained wide open in death.

There was a pause.

"Of course, the most important thing is that you dressed up so ugly that I can't help but want to twist your head off when I see you. My sister is a million times prettier than you."

--boom! ! !

The moment the words fell, it was as if some kind of constraint had been completely broken.

The fog of confusion in my mind suddenly dissipated, and countless long-buried memories surged forth like a tide, sharp and clear.

Click!

A cracking sound suddenly rang out.

The entire living room froze instantly, the colors receding like the tide, turning into an old black and white photograph.

Then, the space, like glass struck by a heavy blow, began to crumble inch by inch from before his eyes.

Amidst the swirling fragments, a pure white light appeared out of nowhere, completely engulfing Hu Qi.

……

outside world.

Hu Qi, who was originally bound tightly by five chains and trapped in the palm of the Netherworld Celestial Venerable, suddenly burst out with dazzling light, like the rising sun!

In the intense white light, four large characters emerged majestically.

Human determination can overcome nature.

The moment the writing appeared, the chains binding him shattered and broke apart inch by inch!
"Celestial Venerable of Evolution! You dare to obstruct me?!"

The Heavenly Venerable of the Underworld's gaze suddenly turned cold, his words carrying an icy chill.

She hadn't expected that the other party would possess methods left behind by the Celestial Venerable of Evolution.

However, given his current condition, he is no match for her at all.

The words fell to the ground in an instant.

A series of hazy, illusory images of the spiritual realm emerged behind her, forming twelve layers of heaven and earth, which crashed down with the force to suppress all things.

For an instant.

The light of the four characters "Man can conquer nature" flickered intensely, its brightness uncertain.

After persisting for a while.

Immediately, under the overwhelming force, it shattered into pieces, turning into countless fireflies.

Hu Qi suddenly opened his eyes, breaking free from the cycle of reincarnation.

"The Celestial Venerable of Evolution saved you once, but he cannot save you a second time!"

The Heavenly Venerable of the Underworld remained indifferent, speaking softly. The Wheel of Reincarnation behind his head suddenly shone brightly, preparing to drag Hu Qi back into the cycle of reincarnation.

suddenly.

"what?"

The Celestial Venerable of the Underworld paused.

He gazed at Hu Qi, who had broken free from the endless cycle of reincarnation, and his tone revealed a hint of surprise.

"You were able to resist my assimilation... How did you manage to do that?"

The reason she went to such great lengths to pull Hu Qi into the cycle of reincarnation was to take over his identity.

Hu Qi's identity is very special.

Therefore, this is not an ordinary possession, but a fusion and replacement from the soul to the body, from the inside out.

With her True Spirit level abilities, without the help of the Evolutionary Celestial Venerable, the opponent should have been powerless to resist.

This is not the case.

Hu Qi was now enveloped in a strange and ominous red light.

The power she activated again could not penetrate his body at all; in fact, it was forced out of his body.

How can this be?

She was a True Spirit, and even among the Heavenly Venerables, she was among the top.

Hu Qi ignored her surprise and doubt.

His face was gloomy, and his scarlet vertical pupils were filled with a murderous intent that seemed to permeate the air.

"Lord of the Underworld, you are very good... If I do not die, the Witch Clan will surely be destroyed!"

The other party dared to transform into the appearance of his deceased relative.

This has crossed the line that he absolutely cannot cross.

At this moment, Hu Qi's killing intent had never been so intense.

But Hu Qi was also well aware that with his current strength, he was no match for the Underworld Celestial Venerable.

The only way to survive is to break through to the True Spirit level.

In his field of vision, the modified value was rapidly changing.

The previous completion and deduction of the True Spirit Chapter of "Divine Limit Heart Manual", plus subsequent improvements, leaves 7059 units of modification value.

It is now decreasing sharply at a rate of 100 million modifications per second.

This is the price he pays for constantly burning and modifying his values ​​and forcibly correcting his own state.

The calculated time left is only one hour, fifty-seven minutes, and thirty-nine seconds.

This is the last bit of time he can fight.

Once the modification value is exhausted, he will have no power to resist the Netherworld Celestial Venerable at the True Spirit level.

"Isn't this what you've been longing for most?"

"The gap between you and me is as deep as the ocean; no matter how much you struggle, it will all be in vain."

The Heavenly Venerable of the Underworld remained expressionless, like a still well.

Although she couldn't understand the mystery of the scarlet panel, she could still make a judgment.

Hu Qi must have used some kind of high-cost secret method.

Such methods cannot last. (End of Chapter)