After Senior Brother Hai and Senior Brother Yan left, the three ghosts guarded me from the side. Grandma and I sat cross-legged where we were and refined the Six Paths' fortune. I was actually much slower than Grandma, which was simply unimaginable. After all, my mastery of ghost-path arts was already quite profound, and I should not have been much inferior to Grandma. Yet here, she was completely in her element.
Even though the speed was visible to the naked eye, when compared with Dao Foundations beyond the Four Extremes, the difference in speed was actually imperceptible. Both Grandma and I had obtained the immortal mountain's inheritance from the Supreme's remnant will, and our cultivation speed was far beyond what the soul thoughts here could match. Thus, refining our bodies from scratch into the Phantom God state did not take long.
Once my Phantom God state reached cultivation around the Four Extremes, I stopped cultivating and instead summoned the Six Paths' karmic flames into my hand. Being proficient with the Six Paths' karmic flames gave me an even greater advantage.
I controlled the Six Paths' karmic flames and made them perform all kinds of movements. I even treated them as supple threads curling around my fingers, wrapping my body layer by layer without injuring me. These Six Paths' karmic flames were incredibly miraculous. They had no temperature at all, but as long as anything bearing karma touched them, they could burn it to nothing. They were absolutely a terrifying divine artifact, which meant they could silently become a trump card.
While I experimented with the Six Paths' karmic flames, the three ghosts also began cultivating. With the help of the Six Paths' karmic flames, they absorbed the purest aura of the Six Paths' Dao Foundation, so their progress advanced by