After entering the dormitory, Lu Zhen deliberately went to check on Guga, who was sleeping in the dormitory.
"Still not awake?" he wondered.
But then he reconsidered. "That makes sense."
"So-called divine beasts undergo bloodline evolution by defying heaven and changing fate. Sleeping for three to five years is perfectly normal. At most, only a few months have passed so far," Lu Zhen thought. He was not in a hurry.
He turned and entered the quiet room.
With a flip of his wrist, a thin booklet appeared in his palm.
This was loot he had taken from the assassin Ying Jiu.
"Rustle."
He opened the booklet.
Six ancient seal-script characters met his eyes—"Black Heaven God-Subduing Record."
"What an overbearing name." Lu Zhen swept his gaze over it and quickly began reading.
The more he read, the brighter his eyes became.
"So that's how it is!"
The Nameless Spirit-Refining Art I cultivated before emphasized purity and inaction, slowly nourishing the soul like dripping water wearing through stone, Lu Zhen thought.
But this Black Heaven God-Subduing Record was completely different!
It followed an extremely tyrannical path.
One visualized a Black Heaven Demon God suppressing Nine Nether within the mind, using the Demon God's terrifying pressure to pound and crush one's own soul day and night!
Like fierce fire tempering true gold!
Fail to endure it, and the soul would shatter, turning one into an idiot.
Endure it, and the soul would become incomparably tenacious amid Thousand Hammers, Hundred Refinements, as though it had substance!
"No wonder Ying Jiu could fuse four Ancient Crystals without going mad. He relied on this technique to suppress his soul." Lu Zhen's eyes burned with fervor. "This technique was practically tailor-made for me!"
"As long as my spirit is powerful enough, indestructible and unbreakable."
"The eleventh, the