Refining the Undead

Back in the Extreme North, when Ye Chen had used the God Slayer Spear against the Titan Snow Demon King, this had happened once before.

Yet whether then or now, Ye Chen had never noticed it.

Before he knew it, Ye Chen had regained control of his body. But precisely because of this, his sensations became even stronger and more direct.

Countless streams of grayish-brown energy, carrying tens of thousands of souls, poured into his pupils. Ye Chen felt as though his body had become a massive furnace, refining the souls of the dead.

Ye Chen's chest burned as if it had been filled with sulfuric acid, and his mind instantly became muddled.

Every person's memories were like sharp daggers, flooding into his Sea of Consciousness and slicing through it again and again, until they were completely refined into the purest Spiritual Power.

The entire process felt as though his soul were being cut into a thousand pieces. The heart-wrenching agony made Ye Chen let out a muffled groan before staggering and collapsing to the ground.

Countless screens seemed to appear in his Sea of Consciousness, endlessly playing the long or short lives of those people. The overwhelming torrent of information made Ye Chen feel as though his head would explode at any moment.

Throughout this process, Ye Chen's Spiritual Power rose at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye, quickly nearing the peak of Tangible but Formless.

This could already be called godlike speed. Even with Ye Chen's current circumstances, normal cultivation would have taken another two or three years to reach this level.

His entire Sea of Consciousness was also undergoing subtle changes. The lake at its center became countless times more solid, and its waters even began to ripple gently with the pulse of energy.

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