At that moment, even though Tongtian was a Saint, he could no longer see through Lin Changqing's cultivation.
The three flowers were where one normally condensed the Three Corpses, but now, they had been occupied.
Those three figures were purple-black, golden, and blood-red. Could the purple-black one be the Evil Self, the golden one the Good Self, and the blood-red one the True Self?
But that couldn't be right. Even for a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, after the three flowers blossomed and reached the twelfth rank, the Three Corpses were only condensed gradually. It wasn't something that happened overnight.
Ordinarily, even if it took a million years for them to emerge, that was perfectly normal. So how had Lin Changqing condensed his Three Corpses when his three flowers had only just bloomed?
Tongtian was bewildered, but he knew this had to be Lin Changqing's secret.
They were indeed three separate forms, but they weren't three forms split off from Lin Changqing himself.
At that moment, the Chaos True Dragon Qi had vanished from Lin Changqing's sea of consciousness. So had the image of the Divine Demon, more than a thousand zhang tall, and the Merit Golden Body deep within the countless golden strands of merit in his spiritual platform.
The three flowers nurtured the Three Selves; one attained the Dao by severing the Three Corpses.
Severing parts of yourself until you were left in pieces didn't seem like a good path, no matter how you looked at it.
Lin Changqing had no intention of cultivating that way. Instead, he would condense three Dao Fruits from things that hadn't originally been part of himself.
Condensing the Three Corpses was like condensing three incarnations.
But Lin Changqing didn't believe that severing them from himself would have no side effects.
So he would