Covering the Heavens: Its fortune endures forever, sweeping across all heavens.

"Later, Huang opened up the cycle of reincarnation, capturing the souls that should have returned to heaven and earth, and turning them into the great mill of reincarnation, grinding away the memory particles that carried the souls, so that they could be reincarnated again."

"In the Sacred Ruins, the graceful and agile Chu Luoli followed this path, reincarnating from the underworld to the mortal realm."

Qin Tian muttered to himself, "Which is more suitable for the cycle of reincarnation in this world: the Cycle of Reincarnation or the Six Paths of Reincarnation?"

These are all topics that Qin Tian will study in the future.

Therefore, Qin Tian showed mercy, leaving the Yin-Yang Cult members a glimmer of hope so they could become wronged souls.

"What exactly is missing after a person dies?" Qin Tian muttered as he took out the soul and vengeful spirit from the Emperor's Banner.

It's a very simple comparison method: by comparing the wronged spirit with the soul, you can see what the vengeful spirit lacks compared to the soul, and thus know what disappears after a person dies.

Fortunately, Qin Tian had no shortage of souls, and the Emperor's Banner contained plenty of them.

Those who were taken into the Emperor's Banner by Qin Tian in Xu City in the past are not considered to be truly dead; they still have a glimmer of hope.

Qin Tian stripped their souls away before they died, so in a sense, they are still alive.

If one obtains even a drop of essence blood, there is a possibility of reshaping one's body. However, Qin Tian did this not out of kindness, but as punishment.

Qin Tian compared the soul with the wronged spirit and found that the part of the soul power that the wronged spirit controlled in terms of the seven emotions and six desires had long since dissipated, and the eternal soul power that represented Sendai had also collapsed.

Only a fragment of the soul, bound by obsession, maintained its physical form.

"Only obsession maintains the physical form, which is somewhat similar to the divine will." Qin Tian's eyes lit up as he thought, "The divine will also contains great mysteries!"

Qin Tian spoke of the divine power: "It can recall the Dao Fruit and return to the ultimate Dao, almost comparable to the Great Emperor at his peak."

"However, due to his death, the time for him to return to his peak is limited."

Qin Tian became more and more serious as he spoke, and said with suspicion, "I always feel that the things that gods recite don't seem to be products simply accumulated from the power of faith."

"It's too bizarre that it can reproduce the peak combat power of the ancient emperor."

It should be known that even the ultimate ascension of a supreme being in a forbidden zone requires a bloody price, while a divine thought can achieve the same result with just a few persistent echoes.

Amitabha Buddha's "divine body" also has the relics transformed from Sendai as its core.

Qin Tian asserted, "The divine thought definitely has a core that belongs to the ancient emperor himself. It is also the foundation for his ability to recall the Great Emperor's Dao Fruit, and it is related to the soul and reincarnation."

"Perhaps it was a fragment of a soul that was circulating in the universe. It fell from the universe and returned to the heavens and earth, and then became entangled with the power of faith, which gave birth to the so-called divine thought?" Qin Tian boldly speculated.

Then he quickly denied it: "No, the Immortal Emperor is not dead, he also has divine thoughts."

"This argument is untenable."

"To truly understand the structure of divine consciousness, it would be best to find a divine consciousness to analyze," Qin Tian said with great interest.

"There is a deity in the Immortal Abode Small World."

"But it's too dangerous."

Once he tries to capture the divine thoughts of the Undying Emperor, he will inevitably awaken his "past life" and return to the ultimate path. His thin arms and legs cannot withstand a single blow from the Undying Emperor.

"It's more appropriate for the deities of the Taiyin and Taiyang emperors to recite it," Qin Tian thought.

Facing these two human emperors, even returning to the extreme path would not pose any danger. As long as the reasons are explained to them, the two holy emperors would probably be very supportive.

After all, those two were called saints and were emperors of the human race. They would definitely be very supportive of their descendants opening up the cycle of reincarnation.

When talking about the Taiyin Emperor, Qin Tian recalled something: "By the way, I remember that the Amitabha Buddha Emperor also studied the concept of deities."

"He created a pagoda to imprison the divine thoughts of the Taiyin Emperor and sealed them in a secret realm on the ancient road of the human race."

"I wonder if there are any records of deities on Mount Sumeru."

Qin Tian thought to himself, "I'll go to Mount Sumeru in the heavens and ask the Purple Gold Demon-Subduing Pestle for a research report."

The concept of divine thought is related to the power of faith and is the racetrack of Amitabha Buddha.

The Amitabha Buddha, who now sits atop Mount Sumeru in the hearts of people, is largely associated with divine beliefs.

The two are too similar, except that Amitabha Buddha's divine body can exist for a long time, almost equivalent to a deity who resides in the world.

It is estimated to be the product of Amitabha Buddha's research on divine thoughts. The data of divine thoughts combined with his own spiritual attainment made the "divine self" live in the hearts of all beings, thus creating this eternal Buddha of faith.

An Amitabha Buddha who lives in the hearts of all beings!

Qin Tian returned the soul and the vengeful spirit to the Emperor's Banner.

A phantom underworld emanates a ghostly light, where souls are tortured, fried, boiled, and cooked, as the eighteen levels of hell unfold for them to enjoy.

The resulting resentment was channeled into the Emperor's Banner, giving rise to strange and ominous runes, complex and profound.

The primordial purple aura flowing on the Emperor's Banner grew increasingly dark and evil.

"This Emperor's Banner doesn't have a good image. If I take it out, people will think I'm a bad guy."

"This is not okay!"

Qin Tian muttered to himself. With a thought, accompanied by the sound of holy Buddha, a dazzling power of faith flowed from the halo behind Qin Tian's head into the Emperor's Banner.

In an instant, it triggered a violent surge of resentment. A long, blood-brown river appeared, its origin and destination unknown. Countless wronged souls and evil spirits floated and sank within it, constantly emitting mournful cries, as if they could never escape its clutches.

Flowers of the other shore bloom, adorning the tranquil stillness and allowing one to forget sorrow, pain, and the past.

"In heaven and on earth, I alone am supreme!"

Qin Tian frowned slightly, his hands forming a Buddhist mudra, transforming into a holy Buddha, exuding the aura of great light, great liberation, great perfection, great purity, great freedom, great bliss, and great wisdom.

With increased investment of faith, a radiant light of Buddha appeared, transforming into an inconceivably magnificent Buddha land spanning countless yojanas. Sweet dew fell from the sky, clear springs gushed from the earth, and countless Udumbara flowers danced in the air, while the ethereal chanting of the Eightfold Sanskrit continued unabated…

The vast Buddhist land stands side by side with this blood-red river.

The interplay of the red spider lily and the lycoris radiata seems to reveal the principles of yin and yang at this moment.

The universe is a swirling mist, reflecting the good and evil of all living beings, and transforming all things into their purest form!

Two diametrically opposed rivers flow together, giving rise to countless changes, reflecting the profound meaning of enlightenment after death.

"An interesting change!" Qin Tian watched this scene with great interest.

The next moment, Qin Tian raised his hand and sent the Immortal Realm Repair Scripture and the Cloud Dream Realm Construction Scripture into the Human Emperor Banner.

Each and every intricate rune, as if cast from a massive block of celestial gold, was dazzling and imprinted in the void, its form obscured.

The gate to all wonders is mysterious beyond mystery.

A vast and boundless world was born, which was not a purely spiritual world like the Cloud Dream Realm.

It is a world where the spiritual and the material coexist.

The divine spring and the sea of ​​blood stand side by side, the red spider lily grows alongside the lotus, auspicious and deathly auras emerge together, and the purple aura from the east is stained black, giving the whole world an eerie sense of holiness.

Resentment and faith dance together, intertwining to bloom into a sacred radiance.

This caused the Emperor's Banner to be tinged with a hazy divine light, serene and sacred, as if one could see the brilliance of humanity blooming on this banner.

Looking at the supremely sacred Emperor's Banner, Qin Tian said thoughtfully, "The power of faith comes from the blessings of all living beings, while resentment comes from their curses."

"Like yin and yang, both originate from all living beings and from the human way."

"This is the yin and yang of humanity, the good and evil of humanity." Qin Tian waved his hand, summoning two rivers, both coming from an unknown place and going to an unknown place.

The reddish-brown river of resentment stands side by side with the dazzling river of faith, as curses and blessings resound simultaneously.

Qin Tian pushed the two rivers to merge, and in an instant, a hazy celestial light was born. This color was indescribable, and seeing this hazy light was like seeing all living beings.

"The combination of the two is the light of humanity, perhaps it can be called the power of humanity?" Qin Tian's expression was strange.

Human nature is inherently a two-sided thing.

The reddish-brown river and the dazzling river of faith constantly refine the Emperor's Banner, causing its material to change, evolve, and sublimate.

"If this continues, the Emperor's Banner will eventually turn into a small underworld."

Mount Sumeru was originally just an ordinary sacred mountain, but after 200,000 years of baptism by Buddhist faith, it has long since become a mountain that connects to the heavens, and every inch of its soil is a testament to faith.

It became a concrete manifestation of Buddhist beliefs.

Once this power is mobilized, even the supreme being can be defeated.

If it were refined into a weapon, it would be able to bear the ultimate laws and become the supreme divine weapon of Buddhism.

Qin Tian continued to calculate, a strange look on his face: "In this way, the Emperor Banner that I created as a game may also have the potential to become an ultimate imperial weapon."

As long as there is enough resentment and faith, Qin Tian can sublimate the material of the Human Emperor Banner, making it the third extreme rough material in his hands.

However, this project requires far too much resentment.

He didn't have nearly enough resentment in his reserves.

Although the creatures trapped in the Emperor's Banner were constantly providing him with resentment.

But the number of people is too small. Compared to the power of faith provided by hundreds of millions of living beings, this amount of resentment is simply not enough.

It should be known that the one chanted in the Amitabha star field is the supreme holy Buddha who governs reincarnation.

The concept of reincarnation alone holds a position in Buddhism no less significant than that of Amitabha Buddha.

It could even be said that Buddhism's foundation was built upon the concept of reincarnation.

Most Buddhist believers pursue a better afterlife; who wouldn't want to live a better life in the next life?

Now that there is a holy Buddha who governs reincarnation, we must hurry up and pay our respects!

Thus, the scene of hundreds of millions of living beings chanting the name of the holy Buddha came about.

Moreover, this is a decree issued by Amitabha Buddha himself; who would dare disobey it?

Even a fraction of this immense power of faith would be enough to neutralize the resentment within the Emperor's Banner.

"So the current goal is to collect as much resentment as possible from living beings," Qin Tian thought.

He knew that in some places, there were quite a few Yin spirits.

Needless to say, the underworld is too far away to mention for now. There are many Yin spirits in the ruins of the Yuhua Dynasty that can provide him with resentment.

"Besides, you don't necessarily have to collect resentment from dead people!" Qin Tian said, resting his chin on his hand.

"Even the living can harbor resentment."

"Resentment, to put it bluntly, is the negative emotion of living beings."

When talking about resentment, two words inexplicably came to Qin Tian's mind: drawing cards and going to work.

"That's too evil!" Qin Tian quickly shook his head, trying to shake the words out of his mind.

"Perhaps one day, I will be able to use this ancient banner as a foundation to forge a realm of the underworld," Qin Tian said thoughtfully, looking at the Human Emperor Banner that had turned purple.

To open up the realm after death for living beings is to create heaven and earth, a great achievement, worthy of being the emperor!

In this way, this ancient banner truly deserves the title of the Emperor's Banner.

"Something feels off," Qin Tian said, tilting his head.

.........

After finishing, Qin Tian immediately tore through the void with the power of the immortal artifact. Since the immortal artifact had already been exposed, he would do whatever was convenient for him.

Qin Tian returned to the canyon where he had settled Xiao Nannan, only to find that she was not sleeping in the palace.

Qin Tian frowned slightly, and with a sweep of his divine sense, he found traces of the little girl beside a stream.

The paper doll is keeping her company while she fishes, trying to calm her down.

Qin Tian had just reached the stream when he saw what the little girl had caught, and his jaw almost dropped.

"What is this thing?!" Qin Tian rubbed his eyes, looking at what the little girl had caught with disbelief.

It was a mass of Qi, an extraordinary mass of Qi.

The vast shadows, heavy as mountains and thick as clouds, were dark yellow and hazy, as if a wisp of mist could crush a mountain ridge, so heavy that it made one feel suffocated.

Black represents the essence of heaven, and yellow represents the marrow of earth; these are the essences of heaven and earth, hence black and yellow are used to represent heaven and earth.

Qin Tian rubbed his eyes, saying in disbelief, "This kind of thing..."

He naturally recognized the Primordial Qi, or rather, there wasn't a single cultivator in the cultivation world who didn't recognize it.

But even though I recognize it... the problem is that it's appearing in the wrong place!

Something's really wrong.

Whose mysterious aura appeared in the river?

It's in a small river that's only three meters wide and half a meter deep. That doesn't make sense!