Ning Xiaochuan did not go far after leaving Ji Hanxing. He simply sat down cross-legged outside.
Ning Xiaochuan spread his hands, his breathing even. With every inhalation and exhalation, the air within a hundred meters contracted and expanded along with him.
"Demon Sword!"
Five streams of blood-red qi flew from his chest and gathered into a crimson sword. Demonic evil aura wrapped around the blade, while blood qi rose and fell along its edge. It hovered before Ning Xiaochuan.
Rays of demonic light spilled down. Centered on Ning Xiaochuan, they cast upon the ground a demonic tableau formed from a "mountain of corpses and sea of blood."
At the center of the demonic tableau stood a divine stele bound in iron chains, and Ning Xiaochuan sat cross-legged atop it.
Two strands of World Extinction Qi coiled around the Demon Sword. Each strand was like a great river, containing terrifying power. Once unleashed, it could cleave through mountain ridges and split open the earth.
This was Ning Xiaochuan's first time cultivating the Demon Sword.
Now that Ning Xiaochuan had entered the Worldly Detachment Realm, he intended to completely subdue the Demon Sword and turn it wholly into his battle weapon.
To subdue the Demon Sword, he had to use World Extinction Qi.
These two strands of World Extinction Qi had both been born within Ning Xiaochuan's body and were used to control the Demon Sword. Yet two strands alone were nowhere near enough to subdue it; they could only restrain it to a certain extent.
"It seems that at my current realm, I still cannot completely subdue the Demon Sword—unless I can cultivate at least Nine Dao of World Extinction Qi."
Ning Xiaochuan felt killing intent emerge in his mind again, and blood qi covered his pupils. He hurriedly put away