To others, war meant disaster. But to Ning Xiaochuan, who cultivated the World Extinction Path, it was an immense boon.
The more devastating the destruction and the greater the number of deaths, the faster Ning Xiaochuan's cultivation advanced automatically. After only a few days of cultivation, the tenth strand of World Extinction Qi had actually formed inside him, and he had even begun condensing the eleventh.
"Battles erupting, disasters occurring, plagues spreading, natural and man-made calamities, and the extinction of living beings will all give birth to World Extinction Qi. In other words, the more cruel and vile the environment, the denser the World Extinction Qi between heaven and earth, and the more beneficial it is to my cultivation." Ning Xiaochuan analyzed it this way.
When a mouse died, it released an extremely tiny amount of World Extinction Qi. The quantity was so meager that it could almost be ignored.
The World Extinction Qi released after a person died was a thousand times greater than that released after a mouse died.
And the World Extinction Qi released after a Profound Qi Realm martial artist died was ten times greater than that released after an ordinary person died.
In other words, the greater the number of living beings that died and the stronger their power, the more World Extinction Qi they released.
Outside the Imperial City, earth-shaking battles had erupted, and people were dying every moment. Naturally, this released a vast sea of World Extinction Qi.
It was just that other martial artists could neither see, touch, nor sense this World Extinction Qi. Only inheritors of the World Extinction Path could sense its existence, absorb it into their bodies, and transform it into their own power.
Ning Xiaochuan stood atop one of the highest city walls in the Imperial City with