The second self-destruction, ten million years later.
Inside the Martial Arts Space, the deathly silence was shattered by a shriek like breaking porcelain:
"Wuu... Aaaah—!!!"
The moment Qingfeng's will awakened, it immediately began to convulse wildly. His wails echoed through the depths of the young man's True Spirit, accompanied by lingering, indescribable terror and agony.
Li Qingshan slowly opened his eyes, nodded lightly, and revealed a satisfied smile.
"Not bad."
"Not... bad..."
The shriek stopped abruptly. It was as though Qingfeng had been strangled by the throat, utterly unable to believe it.
"Didn't you notice? You've already improved!"
Li Qingshan lowered his head to look at his chest, smiling warmly as he praised him.
"After the first self-destruction, it took you twenty million years to awaken. And after waking up, you didn't even know what heaven and earth were. But this time..."
"You woke up after only ten million years, and you could even scream right away!"
"From twenty million years to ten million years, from confusion to screaming—this is progress visible to the naked eye!"
When he spoke of "progress," the young man's voice unconsciously rose several pitches, and sacred light once again bloomed in his eyes, leaving Qingfeng...
Shivering with fear!
"Pro... progress?"
Qingfeng's voice twisted out of tune, filled with unbelievable absurdity and bone-deep terror.
"Li Qingshan! You—"
"Alright, chat time is over."
Li Qingshan waved a hand, cutting off the venomous yet feeble accusation. The corner of his lips curled again into an arc that made one's soul tremble.
"Let us continue climbing the staircase of progress."
"No—!!!"
Boom—!!!
The third self-destruction began.
Then came the fourth, the fifth, the sixth...
Self-destruction after self-destruction, the intervals growing shorter and shorter. Each time a scream had barely begun before it was drowned beneath a terrifying roar.
Hundreds