"After all, this is the mortal world, and he is still young. How could he gain more Merit? Merit is like qi; what he already has is exceedingly precious."
"Indeed. As he continuously uses the Devil-Fuel Method, transforms devilish qi, and eliminates Human Calamities, his Merit will naturally grow. If he can refine all the Dead Devil Lands, he will surely forge a Merit Halo."
At last, Li Qingxian chanted the true incantation of the Devil-Fuel Method.
Amid the successive sounds of the incantation, faint ripples of space spread outward in every direction, centered on Li Qingxian.
The nearby Devil Cultivators looked around in confusion, then continued with their own affairs.
The Inner Gods held their breath, exchanged glances, and fixed their eyes upon the Dead Devil Lands shrouded in mist ahead.
"In this mortal world, only he can use the complete Devil-Fuel Method..." Lightning-Wrapped Drum-Bearing Strongman murmured.
The instant the incantation ended, the Devil God Shell seated upon the Heavenly Devil Lotus Throne before Li Qingxian suddenly opened its eyes. Its five faces and ten eyes were pitch-black, like endless pools of ink.
It raised an arm high, and the Hundred-Eyed Devil Wings behind it abruptly spread open. Upon the bronze-colored flesh wings, a hundred eyes opened and glared furiously ahead.
The Devil God Shell's head split apart, five faces spreading in a row, all opening their mouths toward the Dead Devil Lands.
At the same time, the black lotus petals along the edge of the Heavenly Devil Lotus Throne slowly rotated, forming an immense suction force.
Heaven and earth trembled faintly. Within the Dead Devil Lands ahead, black mist writhed. An instant later, deep within that mist, it gathered into a Devilish Qi Tornado, black as ink, faintly sprouting claws and fangs like a ferocious dragon.
The Devilish