These evil gods wanted to use Wu Heng to release them, then join forces to destroy him and use their collective fallen consciousness to take over this world.
Wu Heng had the same idea.
If he missed out on so many evil gods this time, he had no idea when he would next encounter a suitable opportunity to advance, or what kind of story instance he would have to enter.
With Blood Floss Hell before, his desire to gain sufficient combat power as quickly as possible had resulted in far too many restrictions.
Now, it was time to remove those restrictions.
That was also why Wu Heng had always regarded Nightmare Power as his foundation, while treating Blood Floss Power and the "Nurturing" trait as means of power.
One was the core; the other was protective strength.
In the end, he still had to return to the proper path and make Nightmare Power and "Fear" the true mainstay of his strength.
His path had already strayed somewhat before. Because of this, he had even abandoned the method of completely integrating Nightmare Power and the power of fear into Blood Floss Hell in exchange for a rapid rise in combat power.
Instead, he had chosen to develop them side by side.
"Then let the ritual begin!"
As Wu Heng murmured those words, chanting suddenly rose throughout heaven and earth. Every living creature that heard it felt a sense of enlightenment.
They did not know what they had comprehended, but it was as if they had fallen into a certain contemplation and glimpsed some inexpressible concept.
They could not understand it, nor could they describe it with words, yet they had undeniably felt it.
They had not even sensed it through their senses, sight, or hearing, but in some manner they could