Every strand of Li Qi was a point that obstructed the circulation of a cultivator's power within their body. It could also be said that it was a disease of a cultivator's power.
The universe gave rise to and restrained all things. Every living being could fall ill, and power could fall ill as well.
Death Lord had created the method of cultivating Li Qi, making cultivated power fall ill. This idea had no precedent, and it also made Lu Yin increasingly wary of Death Lord.
Sometimes, the most frightening thing was not power, but thought.
When a person's knowledge and thinking reached a certain height, doing anything became simple, because no matter what the matter was, it was merely lifeforms operating among themselves. Once you could surpass all lifeforms and grasp the Law of Cosmic Harmony, nothing could be difficult for you.
The masters had inevitably grasped the laws of this cultivation universe and suppressed all living beings.
They had seen through life and death, seen through time, seen through karma, and seen through everything.
To surpass them, power alone was far from enough.
Bone Language, Li Qi, and Dead Silence Power all pointed in the same direction: death.
Death was also new life.
From this perspective, the Dao of Death was actually the enemy of all living beings.
Lu Yin immersed himself in Dead Silence Power. This Dead Silence Power flowed endlessly, coming from the Dead Sea and, even more so, from Death Lord.
He thought about many things, but the two words fixed in his mind were death.
And death was something he had experienced far more than once.
Once he had entered the threshold of cultivating Li Qi, all he needed was time.
It was like the Qiankun Qi of the Dao of Karma, the qi