Cultivation

The terrifying Demonic Hall, the terrifying Nine-Headed Monster Lion, the dreadful divine abilities.

Ji Tian discovered with frustration that he was still too weak. Facing danger, he could only evade, having no power to retaliate.

This world had too many powerful aspects.

They were all evolutions of the Heavenly Dao's creative power, but their true forms came from Great God Pangu's essence, spirit, body, and blood. Each was a born powerhouse, naturally possessing inherited cultivation methods – these were all Heavenly Dao legacies.

What he obtained was naturally incomplete cultivation techniques. After all, Pangu's remains were already shattered, and some of Pangu's residual souls might have dissipated or been buried.

He had to search bit by bit, grow bit by bit.

Ji Tian pondered, piecing together memories or imprints from the remains he knew, slowly organizing them. This included Great God Pangu's enlightenment in Chaos, and the enlightenment of the remains after Sky Opening and Earth Forming. It was quite complex.

Now, he was consolidating everything useful to him, seeking his own cultivation path through comprehension.

That finger bone was also an unexploited treasure. Due to the lack of residual souls within, it was difficult for him to obtain the power stored there.

Ji Tian had also gained some insights in the pool. In truth, the Spiritual Power in the world wasn't just soul power; there was also a lot of world Spiritual Power. Even things like Restrictions could be absorbed if one knew how to refine them. It was just that this sealed space was too barren, and he lacked the corresponding refining methods.

He had originally thought that the Malevolent Qi and death qi in this space could not be used to draw Spiritual Power. Now it seemed he just lacked the corresponding methods. Death qi, malevolent qi, and killing intent were all fundamental substances that formed world power, just like world Spiritual Power. The power gained from them was different. World Spiritual Power could be transformed into any power, strengthening the foundation and increasing cultivation. However, cultivating with death qi could only increase one type of power, and the speed of cultivation increase was much slower.

If he mastered this peculiar method, his cultivation realm could advance significantly.

His only regret was being born a Ghost Body, lacking Great God Pangu's formidable physique and his world-beating strength. Now, even the residual bones alone could make his attacks unstoppable. What a desirable power this was.

There couldn't be only one cultivation path between heaven and earth. There must be methods suitable for a Ghost Body to cultivate; he just hadn't found them yet.

Perhaps that finger bone would give him a surprise.

A sudden voice entered Ji Tian's Spiritual Sense, "I feel so familiar with you. Who am I, and who are you?"

Ji Tian gave a wry smile, "This crazy Nine-Headed Monster Lion is acting up again."

Black Demonic Clouds churned in the great hall. The Nine-Headed Monster Lion drew the Pangu remains floating in the hall towards itself and examined them closely.

It was sometimes lucid, sometimes confused, sometimes frenzied.

Fragmented Spiritual Senses continuously entered the black remains.

"I remember being born in Chaos. What is Chaos?"

"This bone is so scary, sob, so scary."

Ji Tian was depressed. Could this seemingly deranged creature actually be a being from Chaos?

"I slew the Yang God, only the Yin God remains. Who slew me?" a fierce roar erupted. "Who slew me? Why am I here?"

The Nine-Headed Monster Lion hugged the black mass with its forelimbs, weeping loudly, "Who is it? Why?"

Ji Tian was instantly enveloped by a sorrowful atmosphere. He involuntarily felt a sense of indignant will, a desolate aura.

These were the deep-seated memories from the black remains.

"Heaven and Earth gave birth to me, and decreed my demise to evolve all things. No regrets. My soul cannot remain in the world. No regrets. But I have my own Dao. Even Heaven and Earth cannot make me submit. No matter how powerful the existence, I will resist. I dare to slay gods, destroy heavens, destroy the Dao. I have no regrets even in death."

Ji Tian saw Great God Pangu condensing the Xuanhuang essence of the early Sky Opening era, transforming it into a blood-red halberd and striking towards the Heavenly Dao.

Ji Tian's soul trembled, not from fear, but from excitement. What kind of heroic spirit was this? Wielding a blood-red halberd against the Heavenly Dao, unafraid even of being utterly destroyed.

A life should be lived standing, never kneeling. If Heaven obstructs, destroy Heaven. If the Dao obstructs, destroy the Dao. The belief of being jade shattered rather than tile intact.

Not killing for survival, not killing for the sake of killing, but for the belief in one's heart – this was the Way of Slaughter.

This was the Dao he pursued, the true Way of Slaughter.

At this moment, Ji Tian suddenly fell into a state of enlightenment, an understanding of Pangu's Way of Slaughter.

The killing intent in this sealed space rapidly gathered towards the black remains. A peculiar power flowed into Ji Tian's heart – this was the power of belief. Only with this power of belief could cultivators ascend to the ranks of the strong.

The Nine-Headed Monster Lion could not withstand this surging killing intent, constantly retreating and roaring warily.

More soul power attacked the black remains. This soul power stimulated Ji Tian.

The Nine-Headed Monster Lion's soul power was more about comprehending the Dao and applying the laws of the Great Dao.

Heaven and Earth operate according to certain rules and regulations, forming the will of the Dao, which we call laws. They contain various powers, with the purpose of maintaining the normal order of the entire world, and can destroy anything that disrupts this order.

Every power contains the will of the Dao. Cultivators comprehend and seek this will of the Dao, allowing themselves to merge with this will and borrow the power of Heaven and Earth's laws and regulations to become strong and transcend life and death.

"Soul Law!" Ji Tian exclaimed in shock and quickly focused on comprehending it.

The human body's soul has three parts: one is the Heavenly Soul, the second is the Earthly Soul, and the third is the Life Soul. The soul has seven parts: the first is Chong, the second is Hui, the third is Qi, the fourth is Li, the fifth is Zhong, the sixth is Jing, and the seventh is Ying. Souls are Yin, and souls are Yang. (From Yun Ji Qi Qian)

The convergence of the Heavenly and Earthly souls gives rise to the Life Soul and the birth of a person. When the Life Soul ends, it separates into Yin and Yang and returns to Heaven and Earth. The Life Soul is the main soul of a person. A person's Life Soul, through the Chong and Hui souls among the seven souls, governs thought and wisdom. Through the Qi and Li souls and the Zhong soul, it governs action. Through the Jing and Ying souls, it governs the body and strength.

Ji Tian, through his enlightened state, felt this Soul Law. It was a powerful and terrifying force. On a small scale, it could influence others' moods and emotions; on a large scale, it could control the opponent's physical body; and at its strongest, it could directly destroy the opponent's Primordial Spirit and soul.

Souls reside in the spiritual platform of living beings, while the souls of Ghost Bodies reside in the Sea of Consciousness of the Primordial Spirit. Ji Tian comprehended the cultivation method of the soul transmitted by the Nine-Headed Monster Lion, strengthening his Spiritual Sense bit by bit and tempering his soul.

The Sea of Consciousness was golden, a golden ocean. Ji Tian found that when he opened his eyes, he could clearly perceive the changes in his Sea of Consciousness. It had expanded by a whole circle, and a vigorous vitality was gestating within. At the very center, ripples intensified, bubbles like springs surged out, breaking and forming golden mist, completely shrouding that area, making the Sea of Consciousness extremely mysterious.

Ji Tian simultaneously comprehended the Way of Slaughter he had grasped. Killing intent was continuously injected into his consciousness, being refined and fused. It was constantly being refined into a kind of power. Although still very weak, it was constantly being condensed. With his continuous cultivation, it would surely become a powerful force.

At the same time, he tempered his Primordial Spirit. He now had his own belief, and his soul seemed to be infused with vitality. This power of belief forged his soul.

In the great hall, a black vortex formed around the black remains, constantly drawing in and expelling killing intent. The Demonic Clouds encircling the Nine-Headed Monster Lion were also being devoured.

The Demonic Cloud is a mixture of death qi, killing qi, and Malevolent Qi, refined by the Nine-Headed Monster Lion.

The Nine-Headed Monster Lion roared incessantly, continuously unleashing its divine abilities like the black remnant bone. However, it discovered that not only could it not harm the other party, but there was also a possibility that it itself would be devoured.

The Nine-Headed Monster Lion struggled to open its other closed eyes, an instinct telling it that this would make it stronger. Black, drifting Demonic Clouds rapidly gathered within the Nine-Headed Monster Lion. Its eight illusory, drooping heads on the side continuously solidified. One black head, as if waking from a deep sleep, slowly opened its confused eyes.

The Nine-Headed Monster Lion's expression changed, and an ancient, weathered aura permeated the air. It glanced at the heavens and earth, roaring, "Yang Mei, I hate you!"

Instantly, the world's winds and clouds shifted, and a pressure that transcended heaven and earth emerged. All living beings in the world felt this pressure and prostrated themselves on the ground. Only in a few places where powerful beings were gestating did dazzling lights emanate, resisting it.

The Nine-Headed Monster Lion's newly opened eyes quickly closed again, and the power that could be called peerless was rapidly draining away. However, it also gained a surge of powerful strength.

"Sword Slash!" Nine golden longswords, condensed from Soul Power, slashed towards the black remnant bone with immense might.

The black remnant bone seemed to sense this pressure. The broken finger bone suddenly shone brightly, gathering the killing qi it had just devoured to form a black finger, which it pointed at the golden sword.

There was no clash of metal. The first golden sword shattered and flew back, transforming into fragmented Spiritual Sense.

The third golden sword carved open the black finger. The black killing qi dispersed, but the golden sword also shattered. The remaining six golden swords struck the black remnant bone one by one.

The black remnant bone's black light intensified, and an illusory fist appeared, directly crushing the remaining six golden swords. Simultaneously, the Nine-Headed Monster Lion's entire body shattered, turning into masses of Demonic Clouds. Some fragmented Spiritual Sense rapidly retreated beneath the great hall.

Ji Tian felt a wave of dizziness. This was the first time he had used this divine ability not by borrowing the remnant soul from the black remnant bone, but by relying on his own Soul Power.

The black remnant bone showed signs of falling from the sky again, but it still floated unsteadily in the air.

Without the Nine-Headed Monster Lion's attack, the black remnant bone devoured all the Demonic Clouds in the great hall, as well as some fragmented Spiritual Sense.

My thoughts have been a bit scattered these past few days, and the content I've written seems chaotic as well. I'm writing slowly, sigh, I've lost my inspiration. I hope this is just a transitional phase.