New concept of the mysterious way to ascend to immortality

Chapter 160 Fallen Seal? Refine!
On the morning of the sixth day after his return, Yuan Zhu, having slept soundly until dawn, was fully recovered. Without even having breakfast, he excitedly headed to the haunted house.

Today is his joyous day.

The journey was smooth without any traffic jams. Upon arriving at the outskirts of the residential area, I dodged pedestrians and climbed over the wall. I quickly arrived at my 'haunted house,' pushed open the door, and headed straight for the study next to the living room.

He kicked open the door and pulled a one-armed goblin, who was fast asleep, down from the 'vine hammocks' hanging in mid-air.

'Bang! Thump thump thump...'

With a muffled thud, the goblin's head hit the ground, bouncing several times. The pain was so intense it made him question his existence. He finally opened his eyes in a daze: Who am I? Where am I? I'm... dead!

Yuan Zhu grabbed the 'Eggplant Parasite Goblin' by the leg and headed for the stairs without looking back. He dragged it up the stairs, swaying slightly to the rhythmic beat of the drums, until he reached the attic and entered the [Garden of Disease].

With a 'thud!' he tossed the terrified goblin onto the fertile, writhing ground.

Yuan Zhu remained silent, a mysterious smile playing on his lips as he looked at the other creature with eyes that held a mixture of joy, happiness, and congratulations. It was as if his eyes were telling it: 'Your good day has finally arrived!'

After several days of feasting, being constantly infused with 'nutrient solution (shadow pollution)' by Shadow Eggplant vines, and being forced to be fed [Shadow Tomatoes], the goblin's severed arm could not regenerate, but his physical condition had returned to its peak, and even his brain, under the cramming of 'Shadow Eggplant', had become exceptionally sharp and functional.

An ominous chill ran through its body, and it trembled slightly. It reached out to touch the ground, only to find it warm and slippery. The earth seemed to be slowly wriggling and licking itself, trying to swallow it up little by little.
My heart skipped a beat! What the hell is this place?! Don't come any closer!!

It was terrified by the terrifying pollution of the Disease Garden, its whole body broke out in goosebumps, and it uncontrollably began to pupate backward.

Yuan Zhu raised his right hand in front of him, grasped his forearm with his left hand, and slightly rotated the [Holy Mark] on his right wrist. A holy and warm milky white light rose from his palm, gently spreading across it and bringing a touch of warmth to this [Garden of Disease] where even the air was filled with evil and sin.

In the field of flesh and blood, the vines wriggled like blood vessels, and the blood-red flowers bloomed, revealing single, darting eyes. Some of them looked at Yuan Zhu, the "Holy Light Madman," with disgust. This bastard was causing trouble again!

Some tiny eyes curiously stared at the little goblin, coughing up large amounts of disease spores, trying to infect it. Let this ant corrupt and strengthen itself, so it can kill that lunatic who's been recklessly casting holy light!

Master Yuan stepped closer, his body sloughing against the sticky flesh membrane, and said in a gentle tone, “Don’t be afraid, lucky goblin, today is your big day. I need you to help me cultivate! I will perform a great purification on you, cleansing the sins of your soul inch by inch, and helping you achieve ascension! Your blood, your flesh, your bones will eventually turn to ashes and be melted into my [Soul Crystal] to complete the last link.”

"Be grateful! This is not killing, but a blessing. This is not death, but ascension. Your death is not death; you will exist eternally in a completely new form, becoming a part of my great work! Witness my path to godhood. From now on, every demon I slay and every sin I purify will have your contribution. Now, thinking about it, aren't you deeply moved?"

I dare not move! I dare not move!

The goblin who understood Mandarin shook his head frantically, indicating that he really didn't want to be ungrateful.

However, Yuan Zhu couldn't understand the goblin language. He raised his hand, and holy light erupted, followed by a [Holy Cough Great Handprint].

The surging life force within his body burned and transformed into the [Boundless Holy Cough], which slammed into the goblin's chest, breaking its bones and shattering its tendons. With a crack, its ribs were neatly dented in, forming a terrifying purplish-black palm print.

At the same time, Yuan Zhu poured all of his vigorous life force, which lasted for 'a week,' into the Lucky Goblin's body. It let out a painful scream, its body convulsed and struggled violently, coughing up blood from its mouth and nose, clearly in a miserable state as if it had been blown away by a dump truck and was about to be transported to another world.

No matter how much it struggled, it couldn't die. Instead, a faint milky-white fluorescence erupted from its chest, spreading throughout its body along its blood vessels. Its skin was covered with glowing capillaries, bursting forth with unprecedented vitality, forcing it to have a final burst of life.

Despite the pain and the vomiting of blood, he was truly healthy at that moment, brimming with external vitality that had taken control of his body, driving him to continuously break through, climb, and break through unprecedented peaks.

"Does it hurt? Do you feel hopeless? Then become stronger! Devour these plants to your heart's content, breathe in the air deeply, and you will surpass everything and become stronger than ever before. Then hate! Hate! And come back to take your revenge on me."

Having said that, his right hand once again erupted with dazzling holy light, while the invisible murmurs of the insectoid race swirled between his five fingers, forming an ethereal hymn.

Then, he unleashed another [Holy Breath. Great Force]. With the decisive and efficient style of an international slap competition, he delivered a powerful blow to the coughing goblin's right cheek.

With a loud 'snap!', the excruciating pain that seemed to shatter the heavens and shatter the sky reverberated through the screaming goblin's mind, echoing repeatedly.

Even though I couldn't understand those languages, they burrowed into my head like a curse, pouring molten 'polluted knowledge' into my brain, scorching and roasting my withered brain. Countless mentally polluted breathing rhythms, meridian knowledge, and breathing instincts... accompanied the [Holy Breath] and were engraved into my instincts.

"Hehehe—hehe—"

The goblin clutched his neck in agony, unable to control his breathing as if performing the [Holy Breathing Technique]. However, he had no meridians in his body, and his lungs were ignited by the [Holy Cough]. His body, already corrupted by shadows, became fuel, and each breath was an agony and burning sensation emanating from his very soul.

With each deep breath, more disease and pollution enter the lungs along with the air. While being detected and purified by the "Holy Cough," the concentrated pollution spreads throughout the body, forcing it to violently transform.

So the goblin, like an earthworm doused with sulfuric acid, convulsed wildly in the flower field, constantly tearing off eyeball flowers and cough fruits and stuffing them into its mouth, swallowing them whole, using the continuous 'external diseases' to fill the damage to its body.

Use the 'pathological life force' brought about by disease pollution to proliferate and strengthen the body, in order to fight against the 'Holy Breathing' that adds fuel to the fire.

Each breath it takes is like adding a new catalyst to an already violently reacting beaker, intensifying the entire chemical reaction. It transforms ordinary combustion into a thermite reaction that can pierce through steel plates.

Yuan Zhu's goal was simply to cultivate a 'super disease monster' that was completely out of control and whose corrupting power was increasing infinitely, so as to ensure the perfect condensation of the [Soul Crystal].

As expected, the goblin went completely out of control and went berserk. With its rapid, violent breathing, its entire chest exploded, transforming into a gaping maw of flesh and blood, with only two legs and the upper body split open in four directions. Only its solitary spine, like a tenacious flower stamen, bore a head whose eyes emitted intense white light (holy light).

He cried out, "It hurts! It hurts so much!"

Yuan Zhu was startled by this bizarre and abstract scene: "Hey, have we gone too far?"

Little Spicy Strip: "I don't know. But I always feel that it's not dead at all, but even more energetic!"

The walking, fleshy flowers rushed to the ground, their spines whipping up large swaths of diseased crops. The ruptured front, back, sides, and even the missing arms all folded together like five fingers, wrapping large pieces of food into their "chest and abdomen," and began to chew them with a gurgling sound.

"I can't understand it, but I'm deeply shocked!"

The goblin's behavior was completely beyond comprehension. The [Holy Cough Particles, Shadow Contamination] within its body were rapidly extinguishing, while [Disease Contamination] was increasing at an alarming rate.

Little Spicy Strip: "Boss, should we start the second round? This thing looks pretty cool, should we just start fighting?"

"How can this be? Do you not have confidence in me? I'm breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage! This thing in front of me is a Foundation Establishment Pill that I personally refined. Add ingredients! I must add ingredients! I want to refine a perfect pill to break through." After saying that, Yuan Zhu took out another piece of Earth-rank, Mutated Tissue.

At this time, he was in the underground world, retrieving 'Insect-type Extraordinary Shadow Contaminated Tissue' extracted from the dead [Demon Insects]. He thought he could extract something like [Extraordinary Insect Meridians], but in the end, he got a wriggling, mutated tissue.

It looks like a wriggling, rotten piece of flesh bursting with vitality. It can be integrated into the body of the [Demon Insect], greatly increasing its tissue strength, power, durability, and vitality; however, it cannot form 'meridians' and is more like a piece of [cancer tissue].

Now, he threw the mutated tissue of the [Earth-Rank Demonic Insect] at the 'Flesh Gnome'. This thing suddenly split open like the Chomper from Plants vs. Zombies, swallowed it whole, and refined it in an instant.

With the continuous injection of 'disease contamination', this goblin went completely mad and could no longer be categorized as a controllable 'contamination system'. It simultaneously merged 'holy cough, shadow, insect type, Kunlun, knight, disease', becoming a completely out-of-control 'cancer tissue'.

Its body shape also deviated from the 'humanoid' category of goblins. A chitinous exoskeleton jacket rapidly grew on its body, and its flesh swelled up as if it had been given a magic fertilizer, with its flesh and blood growing wildly... An insect-like leg emerged here, a pincer grew there, and then three thick left legs grew, and half of its face with its features haphazardly appeared on its back...

Like a cancerous aggregate whose vitality has gone out of control, it's even more terrifying than the G-virus infected in Resident Evil! The sense of crisis it brought to Yuan Zhu also skyrocketed, breaking through the threshold of [1 seal]. Is this thing heading towards 2 seals?
Little Spicy Strip urged hurriedly, "Holy crap, this is amazing! It's completely hopeless! This kind of demon is worth defeating! Boss, hurry up and make your move, or you'll be refined into something in an instant!"

At this moment, Yuan Zhu, who had personally created this monster that had expanded from a 1.2m short goblin to a 2.3m flesh mountain demon king at the speed of light, deeply understood the reminder he had heard before he began his studies (the beginning of the extraordinary path).

"Cultivation in the extraordinary system is about controlling and orderly erosion of oneself. The pursuit of cultivation is never to become stronger quickly, but to become stronger as steadily and slowly as possible."

Previously, he didn't feel it as deeply, after all, he had made rapid progress to the first seal, and he didn't set fire to the garden every day just to condense the [Soul Crystal] as quickly as possible, for fear that the speed was too slow.

But at this moment, he finally witnessed what it meant to have a sudden enlightenment and break through to the highest heavens!

Lucky Spirit was snoring away when he was startled awake and dragged to the garden. With a large handprint and a powerful punch, he instantly became a god, breaking through the Earth Rank and speeding towards the 2nd Seal.

Wow, that's incredible!
"What if this thing could be made into a [Holy Light Bomb]?!"

"boom!"

The grotesque mass of flesh, brimming with a sickly vitality, suddenly twisted its thick, elephant-like legs and stomped on the ground, causing the flesh and soil to explode instantly, creating a crater half a meter deep.

The mountain of flesh teleported in front of Yuan Zhu, and with a "poof!", countless powerful intestines intertwined, forming whips of flesh that lashed out at him with a piercing sound, wrapped in 'filthy black light'?
"What the hell is this?"

"It's Holy Light! Holy Light filled with disease and shadow!" Little Spicy Strip screamed shrilly, "It's fallen!"

Completely baffled by the monster's 'operation mechanism,' Yuan Zhu could only instinctively clench his fists, squeezing out the air, and shout: "[Shelter], descend!"

This technique is the strongest [Holy Light Profound Technique] he currently possesses and can utilize!
The sanctuary, which has reached the pinnacle of the [Imprint], is directly materialized in physical form.

...

The process of [Forging] is the process of forging [Conceptual Armament/Soul Armament] using souls (ashes). It is equivalent to creating a [Soul Equipment/Magic Item] that seems illusory but is actually substantial.

Normally, the [Holy Seal] is stored in the spirit and soul. During battle, it is released directly, and the soul 'materializes and materializes', becoming a persistent 'equipment/magical artifact'.

Today, under the influence of his subconscious perceptions and values, Master Yuan's "shrine" has appeared as a small Eastern-style building (shrine/palace).

The moment the [Shelter] appeared, it rapidly expanded from a palm-sized [shrine] into a 'miniature temple' the size of a telephone booth, enshrining (and protecting) Yuan Zhu himself within it.

Boom boom boom boom...

Then came a series of rapid, lashing sounds as the Flesh Mountain Demon King's attacks relentlessly lashed the surface of the Sanctuary. The flesh, wrapped in 'black light,' lashed against the Sanctuary's surface with a suicidal, unstoppable force, showing no signs of abating. The flesh exploded, mixing with the 'Fallen Holy Light' to erode the Sanctuary.

The heavily contaminated, blackened flesh sizzled and corroded on the surface of the sanctuary temple.

Protected by the [Holy Seal], Yuan Zhu silently sensed that this strength was already enough to shatter his [Holy Light Field]. It was quite formidable!
boom!
The mountain of flesh moved again, and the area resembling its chest suddenly split open, stretching out to both sides. Like a giant 'rotten flesh facehugger,' it desperately stretched out all its flesh, trying to engulf and devour the phone booth-sized 'shelter.'

"open!"

Yuan Zhu once again controlled the [Shelter] to continue expanding. The miniature temple, the size of a telephone booth, expanded again, becoming a 'small earth god temple' that could occasionally be seen in the countryside of the Celestial Empire. However, the decoration of the [Shelter] was exceptionally gorgeous, with flying eaves and brackets that spread out in large arcs, like sharp spikes that pierced through the wrapping of the flesh mountain and burst out with a repulsive force field impact.

The Shelter itself is a 'physical spatial barrier' that materializes the soul. Therefore, using the Shelter as a pool of funds (real estate) will naturally generate a stronger 'holy light field' to the outside world.

A gravitational field barrier suddenly erupted, using powerful repulsive forces to push the mountain of flesh away as much as possible. Meanwhile, the opponent split off dozens of large intestine tentacles, constantly swirling around the polluted crops, devouring and absorbing them to replenish its consumption, and igniting more of the 'fallen black light' that could not be actively used but could only be passively entangled.

"seal up!"

Yuan Zhu instantly revoked the [Shelter]. The next moment, the foundation of the [Shelter. Small Palace] suddenly appeared at the foot of the 'Cancer-Turned Mountain of Flesh', presenting a force field base of [3m×4m].

At the same time, the space around it erupted with 'holy light force fields' that repelled and squeezed its body, forcing it to be temporarily imprisoned in place and sealed inside.

Even though it grows wildly and exceeds 2.5 meters in height, its footprint remains relatively small. It's more than adequately contained within the 12 square meter "Temple" foundation. (It already occupies more than 1/3 of the area, leaving little room for anything else.)
Immediately afterwards, four 3-meter-high materialized holy light walls rose from the ground, encircling and sealing the 'Fallen Flesh Mountain Monster'. Then, the spatial force field automatically sealed and closed, forming a [Sanctuary. Prison] to imprison the bewildered cancerous monster within.

"???"

Sensing danger, the mountain of flesh slammed its massive, muscular fists against the wall repeatedly, producing the sound of bones cracking. Black light erupted, shattering layer after layer of holy light fields, demonstrating its formidable potential to shatter the void.

However, the strength and hardness of the [Shelter] are extremely exaggerated, as if it were cast from 'space', and are several times stronger than ordinary [Holy Light Field].

If the previous 'force field barrier' was a temporary, one-time creation, then this 'shelter' has always existed, already materialized, forming its own space. It isolates and cuts off the 'disease contamination' from the outside world.

Then, Yuan Zhu activated the 99.99% [Soul Crystal] and poured all the stored holy light into the [Sanctuary]: "Refine!"

Inside the shelter, the corrupted mountain of flesh, growing wildly and crowding the 'Holy Light Temple,' emitted earth-shattering screams as it twisted and fought madly, bursting out clumps of flesh that smeared every inch of the shelter, only to be refined again, then multiplying, expanding, and exploding... an endless cycle.

(End of this chapter)