Crafting Immortality: Starting by Turning Myself into a Puppet
Chapter 165

166 Ascending the Altar to Refine the Law

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On the majestic island stands a mountain peak split in the middle, the summit of a volcano. Thick white smoke billows from it, rising straight into the air.

This island is a Volcano Island, the whole island is conical in shape, the island is covered with basalt, and it is surrounded by coral reefs. Perhaps due to frequent eruptions, the black mountain on the Volcano Island rises abruptly from the ground, shaped like the top of a conical hat.

The island has barren land, devoid of any vegetation, and is strewn with jagged rocks, constantly battered by howling winds. It is no surprise that such a desolate and dreary place would be deserted by most people.

As for the pirates, he ordered them to move to a nearby island to await orders. He Ping placed a restriction on the leading pirate and ordered them to return to pick him up after forty-nine days.

Next, He Ping chose an open space on the island, summoned a group of paper puppets, took out various materials from the shadows, piled up earth as a base, and built an altar.

After the altar was set up, sixteen long banners were planted in different directions. These jet-black banners, made of an unknown material, had dark and gloomy surfaces that fluttered in the wind. On the enormous banners, images of ghosts, Devil Creature, yakshas, and monsters were drawn, along with densely packed ghostly runes in the script of legendary ancient ghost kingdoms such as Shuoluo, Yaming, and the Sunless Netherworld Kingdom.

These sixteen long banners were planted on several earthen platforms, with eerie auras surrounding their surfaces. Near each banner standing on the ground, invisible winds swirled, and the entire island resounded with mournful, wailing winds, creating a soul-stirring melody.

He Ping sat cross-legged in front of the altar. He pointed his finger and sent eight souls into the eight long banners.

These eight souls came from two cultivators from Wugesa, Badar, and the Sun Family, as well as the souls of four cultivators captured during the attack on the Fragrance Sect branch.

The eight souls still possessed their own will. They were cast into the banner, some cursing incessantly, while others, having already suffered, remained silent.

He Ping was too lazy to waste words with these souls. With a wave of his hand, Wugesa, Badar, and the two cultivators from the Sun Family immediately felt a chilling sensation on their invisible souls, followed by numbness and itching, causing them to scream in agony.

"You defeated generals, stop your fuss and nonsense! I have already taken you under my control. If you continue to disobey, you will suffer the torment of demonic flames refining your souls!"

He Ping first tormented these souls, and then, noticing that they had suffered and had become more restrained, he quickly shouted at them.

"Hurry up and help me refine the technique! If you make another mistake, I can obliterate your souls in the blink of an eye!"

He gave them another stern reprimand, and only then did the spirits on the banner become much more obedient.

"Next, I need to condense four more demonic seeds, but I've already refined four demonic seeds, so this will be much easier!"

Whenever He Ping had free time, he would study the various methods of the < Seed Demon Technique >, and he already had a plan in mind on how to prepare the remaining four demon seeds.

He chanted a spell, and the eight black banners burst into flames. The dark flames rose with the Chengfeng, like bursts of fireworks, splitting into countless tiny sparks.

He Ping used the strange Secret Method recorded in < Seed Demon Technique >, blowing out a breath that condensed his spiritual power into gusts of yin wind, which turned into whirlwinds that blew out countless sparks that swirled and died in the air, flying everywhere.

The black sparks, like dandelion seeds floating in the air, were propelled by the whirlwind to the surface of the sea before finally falling back into the water.

Half an hour later, the calm sea surface seemed to boil over as if something had been boiled, churning and bubbling like flowers blooming.

With a loud "gurgling" sound, countless bubbles rose to the surface of the sea, and a large number of dead fish and shrimp floated to the surface. In addition to the fish and shrimp, there were also several sea snakes as thick as an arm, rolling in the waves.

This is Secret Method from the second part of " Seed Demon Technique," which can be used once the four demon seeds are refined.

After the dead fish, shrimp, and other marine creatures died, they transformed into wisps of air that drifted toward the altar on the island. Above He Ping's head, they coalesced into a massive black cloud that covered half of the Volcano Island, and within the cloud, many ferocious and malevolent figures resembling demons and yakshas rose and fell.

Ignoring the changes above his head, He Ping continued casting spells. He pointed at the sixteen long banners, and demonic flames burst forth, sending countless sparks flying out and spreading to areas further away from the Volcano Island. He cast spells in this manner, and it is unknown how many sea creatures died.

"I have long since refined the four great demonic seeds: Resentment, Death, Yin, and Yang. Using the lifeless and gloomy energy of living beings, combined with the technique of Turning Yin into Yang, I can refine another four great demonic seeds. Once the eight demonic seeds are complete, I can freely switch between them, making them unpredictable..."

He Ping silently focused his mind, constantly activating the magic array and the demon banner. After several hours of hard work, he finally refined the four demon seeds: Longevity, Plague, Calamity, and Realm. At this moment, the eight divine souls and eight demon seeds required to refine the < Eight Lives Eight Deaths Demonic Secret Art > were all gathered. He let out a low shout, raised his hand, and cast the eight demon seeds into the remaining demon banner.

In an instant, the images of ghosts, Devil Creature, yakshas, and monsters printed on the sixteen demon banners became extremely vivid. This was because the power of the altar and the demon banners was evolving further, giving rise to all sorts of wondrous changes.

Taking this opportunity, He Ping recited the Great Swearing Demon Incantation, continuously chanting secret incantations such as "Tearful Weaving Tearful Sighing and Chanting Tearful Sighing," repeating them almost all day long.

This is the secret mantra of the Sanyuan Devil Palace, passed down only to the gods. When one sincerely recites the mantra and with the help of swearing an oath on the altar, one can comprehend the mysteries of heaven and earth, and one's mind can enter into nothingness, transcending the constraints of time and space. Furthermore, one can resonate with various celestial demons, Flying Demon, and Gods and Devils, and through invocation and blessing, one can trigger all sorts of mysterious, unpredictable, and ineffable changes.

In the following days, He Ping practiced diligently day and night, comprehending the Secret Method. He used the altar to connect with the the Unseen beings in the void. During this period, for one hour each day, his mind would enter a state of indifference, a state of hazy awareness, and complete the Unseen.

Once he enters this state, he once again travels to the womb-like space-time of the Great Dao. In that dark void, he will sense some strange information, and from it he will experience the various truths in the < Seed Demon Technique > Secret Method, and comprehend the deeper mysteries of the < Eight Lives Eight Deaths Demonic Secret Art >.

Gradually, the black demonic cloud above He Ping's head also changed. This black cloud rose and fell every day, turning into a black cloud that swirled around him. At night, it would rise into the sky, shining brightly in the void, with countless rays of light and colors covering it, dyeing most of the sky into a rainbow of light, truly a magnificent sight.

This golden cloud, formed from dark clouds, appears every night and lasts from sunset until sunrise. The brilliant light itself also changes, with rays of light rising up and transforming into countless palaces, ornately decorated with white jade railings and blue stone platforms, creating a magnificent scene of the Nine Heavens Palace.

Sometimes, countless wondrous celestial maidens appear, accompanied by celestial music and auspicious clouds, while Heaven Official servants fly amidst celestial light. Finally, a blood-sea hell appears, with crimson light like blood soaring into the sky, and endless demons and monsters roaring fiercely, creating an extremely terrifying scene.

This commotion was immense; even from a great distance, one could sense something strange about this sea area. It didn't stop all night, until dawn the next day, when this celestial palace and hellish landscape turned upside down and transformed into dark clouds that fell.

"I originally thought that the description in < The Seed Demon Technique > about cultivating this < Eight Lives Eight Deaths Demonic Secret Art > was too ostentatious, and I thought it was a bit exaggerated. Now it seems that it is actually more exaggerated than I imagined!"

He Ping was somewhat helpless about this. He hadn't meant to be so ostentatious; the black cloud was connected to his mind and will.

As long as there is a thought in his mind, it will automatically respond, and the various scenes of celestial realms and demonic hells that arise are also caused by his obsessions and delusions. This is also because of the strange phenomena caused by his sensing of the void and comprehending the changes in the Heavenly Dao.

After twenty days of continuous refining, the scenery on the island changed. The white smoke that used to rise from the cracked peaks on the Volcano Island turned into a thick plume of inky black smoke.

He Ping has been refining the < Seed Demon Technique > Secret Method day and night. In addition to sensing the flying spirits and demons of the heavens, the <Demon Seed> technique has also resonated with the energy of this Volcano Island and become connected with the environment. It has begun to absorb the earth fire and yin energy from beneath the Volcano Island and combine it with the demonic flames generated by the demon seed, naturally forming a terrifying protective black fire.

This protective black flame is called " Five Yin Profound Baleful Earthly Ultimate Demon Flame ". It is a powerful Law Technique that uses a demon seed to extract the filth and impurity of humans and animals, condense it into Seed Demon Technique fire, and then combine the demon fire with the true fiend of the earth to create a demon flame with immense power.

Sixteen black banners fluttered in the wind, with large swirling black flames and demonic fire entangling their surfaces, making the phantom images of humans, beasts, demons, and ghosts on the banners increasingly realistic.

As for the central altar, a huge throne gradually rose from the swirling black clouds. This throne was as black as jade, and countless distorted phantoms floated on it, as if they were the condensation of countless faceless ghosts.

He Ping rose from the altar along with the throne, and sat upright on it with his eyes closed.

"Call!"

He exhaled softly, his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a ball of phosphorescent light shone from the crystal-made pupils, as if burned by will-o'-the-wisps. Then it quickly disappeared, returning to its usual black and white appearance.

"In just ten days, it has attracted quite a few insects, which is really annoying."

His cultivation level has been increasing day by day recently, but the strange scenery of this sea area full of islands is too eye-catching and has attracted the attention of some Rogue Cultivator. In order to prevent trouble, he summoned the Azure Lion Divine Dharma Body to patrol around the islands, and sent out the Flying Wing Green Bat to drop Puppet Eye Spirit Orb on the surrounding islands, big and small, to monitor them. As long as there is any unusual movement, he will fly over and kill it.

The slain cultivator, along with his Azure Lion Divine Dharma Body captured and his soul was taken. His flesh and blood were then destroyed with demonic flames, leaving only his bones for refining. Various materials were added, along with the " Blood-Eyed Kanan," in order to create the Azure Corpse Puppet, one of the Three Corpses Secret Demon Puppet.

Thus, a few corpses remained, which were directly refined into stitched flying corpses using the Sibi Art, and then infused with demonic consciousness, to patrol the sea area together with the Azure Lion Divine Dharma Body.

"My divine soul is not yet Great Cheng, so I cannot fly more than a hundred miles away. Besides, the cultivation methods I use, whether from the Immortal Puppet Sect or the Sanyuan Devil Palace, do not follow the path of leaving the body and traveling by spirit... I have no choice but to keep my Azure Lion Divine Dharma Body flying within a fifty-mile radius of this island. In the past twenty days, those who have come have all been weak rogue Rogue Cultivator, which are manageable. But against truly powerful experts, they are no match..."

The methods of entering the Dao in the cultivation world vary, with different systems of cultivation, such as "astral projection," "nine cycles of elixir formation," and "corpse liberation and body refinement." Each school and sect has its own unique system.

Neither the Immortal Puppet Sect nor the Sanyuan Devil Palace follow the path of refining the spirit and separating it from the body. Therefore, they cannot possibly separate their divine souls and fly hundreds of miles away to kill enemies!

As the saying goes, "prepare for a rainy day," He Ping knew that the strange phenomena caused by his cultivation were far too exaggerated. The sky filled with colorful clouds would mislead those who didn't know the truth into thinking that some extraordinary treasure had appeared here. Once the news spread, it would definitely attract outsiders who coveted it. During his cultivation process, he was most afraid of being disturbed by outsiders. In order to prevent anyone from barging in and disturbing the altar, he had to make several preparations.

"Especially in the later stages of cultivation, I cannot leave this place. Besides accelerating the refinement of the Three Corpses Secret Demon Puppet, I also need to consider some other methods!"

Just as He Ping was pondering this, bad news came from Chixinzi's side.

"Junior brother, the Heduluo Clan has sent several powerful experts to track our whereabouts using the ' Ten Thousand Mile Soul-Locking Art.' My location has been exposed, and the two who came to pursue me are extremely troublesome. They have also sent two more people to follow the trail you left at sea towards your location. You must be extremely careful!"

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