Celestial Threshold, Inner Demon Illusion Realm (Congratulations, Little Chen)

Buzz~

The command flags snapped in the wind like pale azure flames, Spiritual Light flowing across them as they sealed off inside from outside.

Beneath the rock face, Chen Ping'an sat cross-legged, like withered wood beside an ancient pool.

He sat with his eyes closed, his Spirit Platform like a mirror—still and calm, without the slightest ripple.

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyes. They resembled deep, ancient pools, bottomless and unfathomable.

His expression was calm, and not a trace of emotion remained in his eyes.

A light screen floating in the void silently appeared, words emerging upon it.

Chen Ping'an slowly lowered his gaze and stared at it.

Next moment.

Whoosh~

Cultivation Experience on the Panel churned madly, faster and faster.

Until, at a certain moment, specks of starlight linked into a vast sheet and streamed into Chen Ping'an's Mind and Spirit Platform.

Within his Mind and Spirit Platform, Spiritual Light shone brilliantly and merged with the starlight.

The Seven Kill Heavenly Dipper Fist was a Supreme Divine Skill. With Seven-Kill Intent at its core, it contained Seven Styles Killing Fist.

The first kill was Shock, like a thunderclap splitting the sky, killing intent appearing in an instant.

The second kill was Fury, rage burning the heart, killing intent surging like a tide.

The third kill was Madness, wild intent running rampant, killing intent unfettered.

The fourth kill was Resolve, an intent of utter finality.

The fifth kill was Nether.

The sixth kill.

A vast number of cultivation insights regarding the Seven Kill Heavenly Dipper Fist surged forth from Chen Ping'an's heart. They felt both inborn and as though he had gained them through unbroken day-and-night bitter cultivation.

They had endured actual combat, trials, changes of heart and character, and arduous training.

It felt as