Cui Moyang's cultivation was simple—nothing but simple slaughter.
She killed until the living creatures within the Great Terror of the Underworld were wiped out, until the Black Tide retreated on its own, even fleeing in panic.
That was her method of cultivation.
Simple, brutal, efficient, tedious, and despairing.
Among the people Madam Shi knew, it seemed only Chu Qing could stand shoulder to shoulder with this woman.
Cui Moyang briefly described the process of her cultivation.
In the end, she focused on the changes after her advancement.
Especially the changes to her cloak.
Crackle, crackle!
Gurgle, gurgle!
At last, she said seriously, "My cloak is actually formed from countless living beings gathered together."
"You can call them souls, lingering obsessions, or resentment—it makes no difference."
"In short, these dead beings condensed into a cloak that lies somewhere between reality and illusion."
"This cloak is like a Dominator's phenomenon."
"It is simply far more powerful than a Dominator's phenomenon."
"I feel that this cloak is actually an extra realm of my own."
"A realm similar to the Heaven-Connecting Path."
With this realm, one's combat strength grew greater.
Without this realm, one's combat strength weakened.
Only the cream of the prodigies, monsters among monsters, were qualified to cultivate it.
Chu Qing and Nangong listened with great interest.
Madam Shi, on the other hand, seemed to have associated it with something. Her face was thoughtful.
"You've comprehended something?"
"More or less!"
"My heart has merely gained some insight!"
After pondering for a long while, Madam Shi stretched lazily.
Then, she activated her God-Demon Transformation and assumed a centaur form. "Coachman, let's go to the garden. I want you to tame a fierce horse!"
Chu Qing...
Wu Feitu and the others:
One month...
Chu Qing conferred bloodlines upon everyone.
Cui Moyang's body did not