Above the ruins of the Star-Gazing Pavilion, a makeshift seclusion chamber built from ten-thousand-year profound ice and star iron had been sealed tight by layer upon layer of Chaos Sword Qi and the dark-gold demonic markings unique to the Brahma Saint True Demonic Art.
Han Li sat cross-legged on a newly carved Soul-Calming Jade meditation cushion. Across his bare upper body, the strange dark-gold patterns no longer roamed wildly. Instead, like living things, they had embedded themselves deep within his muscle fibers and bones, lending them a cold, hard texture seemingly no different from metal or stone. This marked the completion of Sinew and Bone Tempering, the second level of the Brahma Saint True Demonic Art. His physical strength had reached the utmost limit of the nascent soul realm.
Yet the hurdle he now faced was far more perilous than tempering his body-the third level of the Brahma Saint True Demonic Art, true demon condensation.
This level required him to forcibly gather the true demon qi scattered throughout his limbs and bones between his dantian and sea of consciousness, forging a true demon seed. The process was fraught with danger. One careless mistake would not only cause the true demon qi to devour his divine soul, turning him into a demonic creature that knew only slaughter, but the violent clash between his divine soul and demonic qi could also shatter his nascent soul, annihilating both body and soul!
"Hah..."
Han Li let out a long breath, carrying a barely perceptible trace of gray-gold demonic balefulness. With a thought, the true demon qi within him, already as mighty as a great river, began slowly gathering and compressing.
Buzzz-
An indescribable agony struck-not at his flesh, but directly at the origin of his divine soul! It felt as though countless icy venomous