Ga ga ga!

A flock of three-headed giant birds flew past the edge of the denser black mist, flapping their wings.

*Puchi.*

Suddenly, the black mist expanded outward, engulfing the flock of giant birds.

Before long, the group of about thirty three-headed giant birds flew out of the black mist again, revealing their forms.

However, the red eyes of the three-headed giant birds seemed to have undergone some strange changes after flying out of the black mist.

Their feathers were harder and sharper, their mouths and noses gradually emanated a faint chill, and their body temperature, previously over fifty degrees, was now rapidly decreasing.

From fifty degrees to forty degrees, then to ten degrees, and finally zero degrees.

Zero degrees was not the end, but continued to fall.

The flock of three-headed giant birds continued to fly, but wherever they passed, the temperature dropped sharply, and the moisture in the air rapidly froze, turning into frost and snowflakes, falling like flurries.

Not far after flying, the flock of three-headed giant birds suddenly began to fight each other.

Amid painful cries, after half an hour, only one of the three-headed giant birds remained alive.

Its size had inexplicably expanded more than ten times, growing from a dozen meters long to over a hundred meters, becoming a behemoth in the sea of black mist.

The chill on its body became even thicker, and special ice crystals resembling scale patterns even formed on its body.

At this time, in the direction of Origin Island, the thick black mist continued to expand silently.

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Half a year later.

Wu Mian Jian Pai, inside the Jie Qi (Calamity Qi) cave.

Huo Qingkong waved his hand and released a blue sword light, which transformed into a waterfall, laboriously washing away a large patch of Jie Qi (Calamity Qi) eyes floating in the distance.

'It's getting harder and harder. The intensity of the Jie Qi (Calamity Qi) is changing faster and faster, and the intensity is also getting greater and greater,' he thought with horror.

If his improvement hadn't been getting faster and faster, he probably wouldn't have been able to suppress the increase in Jie Qi (Calamity Qi) at all.

Now, the elders in the sect are already helpless. Only his teacher, Saint Ling Daoren, can barely help him dissolve the Jie Qi (Calamity Qi).

But his teacher's body is too weak and the backlash is too strong, so he can't take action continuously.

In fact, after coming into contact with the Jie Qi (Calamity Qi), the task of dissolving the Jie Qi (Calamity Qi) has increasingly fallen on him.

Floating in the air of the cave, Huo Qingkong finally shattered a few clusters of Jie Qi (Calamity Qi) gathered together before turning around and returning.

*Shua!*

The moment he flew out of the cave and came out of the underground entrance, his pupils suddenly trembled.

That evil, ancient, and vast aura has become stronger.

'You don't have time to hesitate!' Yao Di (Demon Emperor) spoke again.

Huo Qingkong didn't reply, just silently flew towards his residence.

He already knew Yao Di (Demon Emperor)'s identity. He was not only a malicious distraction of Chi Yuan Laozu (Old Ancestor), but also the person who secretly discovered him and sent him to Wu Mian Jian Pai (Faceless Sword Sect) back then.

As for why he was sent to Wu Mian Jian Pai (Faceless Sword Sect), the core reason was actually to find a glimmer of that only hope for transcendence.

He left a part of his life's Yuanshen (primordial spirit) in Huo Qingkong's body, fusing and transforming it, which is also the root of Huo Qingkong's powerful comprehension and aptitude. After all, it is a part of the Yuanshen (primordial spirit) of a True Fire expert that has been fused.

As long as Huo can achieve transcendence, he can take Yao Di (Demon Emperor) with him and successfully escape this world.

Otherwise, no matter where it runs, it will be forcibly pulled back to face reincarnation.

'At most half a year, that aura will reach its peak. By then, everything will be over...' Yao Di (Demon Emperor) reminded gloomily.

Everything in front of him had exceeded its control.

That sudden, terrifying aura disrupted their original plan.

'So, you must make a decision. After all, fusion also takes time to adapt!'

'Then... let's fuse.' Huo Qingkong suddenly spoke.

The pressure around him was getting greater and greater. The sect, the battle situation, the Jie Qi (Calamity Qi), that evil, ancient, and unknown aura.

He had no time to hesitate any longer.

'Since you've decided, go back immediately and activate the formation!' Yao Di (Demon Emperor) was overjoyed upon hearing this.

Huo Qingkong landed gently in front of his stone house.

Entering the stone door, he activated the formation and stood in the center of the room with his eyes closed.

Inside the Yuanshen Jian Gong (primordial spirit sword palace) deep in his consciousness.

A black humanoid Yuanshen (primordial spirit) was sitting cross-legged in it, quietly cultivating.

And unlike the Yuanshen Jian Gong (primordial spirit sword palace) of other elders, there were seven huge blood-red vertical pupils on the surrounding walls.

The vertical pupils revealed seven different kinds of evil thoughts.

Madness.

Brutality.

Sloth.

Slaughter.

Rebellion.

Pain.

Jealousy.

'Everyone's backlash of malice is different. The seven layers of malice in the Qi Yi Sheng Ling Gong (Seven Intent Saint Spirit Art) are also different. What you have to do now is to re-integrate them, who have been separated.'

Yao Di (Demon Emperor)'s voice came.

'Because they are also a part of you. Fusion will naturally be complete and flawless.'

Huo Qingkong looked up at the seven blood-colored vertical pupils on the wall.

His Qi Yi Sheng Ling Gong (Seven Intent Saint Spirit Art) had already reached perfection, so seven kinds of malicious blood eyes would be displayed here.

'Let's begin.'

Having reached this point, he had no choice.

'Don't worry, I will help you! After all, you and I are one!' Yao Di (Demon Emperor) had no intention of lying.

He did indeed integrate a part of his Yuanshen (primordial spirit) power into Huo Qingkong's body, and grew up with it.

Although this part of Yuanshen (primordial spirit) power had already developed into a separate personality... but...

This is his only hope for transcendence.

*Om!*

In an instant, the seven blood-colored eyes bloomed with red light.

They were like light bulbs, emitting seven beams of blood-colored light, all gathered on Huo Qingkong.

'Open your mind! Accept everything! Don't be afraid!' Yao Di (Demon Emperor)'s voice suddenly became louder.

Huo Qingkong took a deep breath, and as he said, completely opened his mind, closed his eyes, and sat down cross-legged.

In an instant, countless malice rushed into his mind like sea waves.

Not only that, but a pure malice of tyranny, madness, and pain suddenly surged out from the depths of this body.

The power and purity of that malice shocked Huo Qingkong, who had seen countless demons.

'Kill kill kill kill!!!'

'Destroy everything! Kill all things in front of you!! This is my mission!'

'I am the incarnation of destruction, the re-starter of destiny!'

One after another, extreme malice surged out frantically from the depths of his body.

Under the double impact, cracks appeared on his already unstable Yuanshen (primordial spirit).

'Hold on!' Yao Di (Demon Emperor)'s voice rang out. 'If you lose control now, the entire sword sect will be destroyed by you!'

Huo Qingkong suddenly paused.

Remembering his teacher, remembering Zhao Yuan, and the teachers who had taught him.

His originally cracked Yuanshen (primordial spirit) barely glued together again.

The tug-of-war began.

Under the impact of double malice, those strands of Yuanshen (primordial spirit) power were also constantly seeping into his Yuanshen (primordial spirit), making it more and more powerful.

Before long, the formation was lifted.

Huo Qingkong slowly walked out of the stone house.

The fusion was still continuing, and he could feel the tearing pain every moment.

It's just that this process is too long and cannot be completed in a short time, and the sword sect's battle situation still needs him.

The Jie Qi (Calamity Qi) still needs him to defeat and dissolve it... His teacher is struggling alone, he must not fall!

It's just that even Huo Qingkong didn't notice that his Yuanshen (primordial spirit) at this time was becoming more and more red as countless malice merged.

The black part belonging to good is being slowly suppressed and eroded by the red part of evil.

"Da Shixiong (Senior Brother), are you alright?"

Suddenly, a hesitant and timid female voice floated from not far away.

Huo Qingkong raised his eyes and saw that it was Zhao Yuan.

She had now become more and more beautiful, with long hair, a white dress, and a picturesque appearance. Standing there, she was like a perfect elf, without the slightest flaw.

"I'm fine." Huo Qingkong squeezed out a smile. "Are you here to ask about the sword technique today?"

"Yes... Seeing that Da Shixiong (Senior Brother), you look very tired... maybe I should come back tomorrow." Zhao Yuan said softly.

"Yes... I'll make it up next time." Huo Qingkong smiled.

"You should go back and rest as soon as possible, your health is important." Zhao Yuan nodded seriously, not daring to disturb him any more. After bowing, she turned around and flew away from the spot.

Leaving Huo Qingkong alone, standing there, watching the other party leave.

Looking at Zhao Yuan's slender and plump figure, a surge of impulse suddenly rose in his heart.

A surge of... completely tearing her apart, turning her into blood and flesh flying all over the sky.

'That beautiful girl, that girl who admires me so much, if I tear her body apart inch by inch, watching the desperate and painful expression on her face, how beautiful would that be...'

A terrifying evil thought flashed through his mind, but was immediately suppressed.

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Origin Island.

Li Cheng Yi was still sitting cross-legged in the central woodland.

The huge black rift behind him was already a hundred meters high and forty meters wide.

A large amount of strange black Qi (energy) gushed out continuously from the rift. They mixed into the surrounding black mist, and no one could detect it because of the similar color.

The entire Origin Island had now completely transformed into another appearance.

A large amount of white frost covered the entire island's black soil, and the cold wind raged. The trees and grass that should have been frozen to death and withered were completely unchanged at this time.

Except for the color becoming darker, the forest was still the same.

'It seems that the impact is not great. Fortunately, it's just a slight drop in temperature.' Li Cheng Yi occasionally returned to reality from his Yuanshen Jian Gong (primordial spirit sword palace) to check the surrounding situation.

The Evil Flower's prompt that there might be slight modifications to the surrounding environment now seemed to be only slight indeed.

Li Cheng Yi closed his eyes and looked again at the transparent prompt of the Evil Flower floating in front of him.

'Fusion completion countdown: 146 Black Sea days.'

'According to the sunrise and sunset time here, the time seems to be similar to the Black Sea... Since the four sects all have masters who can communicate with the Black Sea, why don't they just escape from here? Escaping into the Black Sea is better than staying on the island and waiting for death, right?' Li Cheng Yi was still a little puzzled.

He sank his mind into the sword palace, where there was another self, the body transformed by his life's Yuanshen (primordial spirit), reaching out and corresponding to the gradually approaching gorgeous pure white armor.

Relying on such a connection, the armor was slowly approaching him step by step.

According to the speed calculation, it really takes half a year to contact.

During this half year, Li Cheng Yi was still practicing hard in the sword palace. Under the doubled Snow Lotus Flower's comprehension, his cultivation progress was further improved.

He finally broke through the most apex of the Wu Mian Jian Jue (Faceless Sword Art), and at the same time, the Sheng Ling Gong (Saint Spirit Art) also reached the sixth level of perfection, and began to practice the final seventh level.

The two basic cultivation techniques provided him with seven Yuan Yin (primal imprints), plus the Phoenix King's Tears, which is eight imprints. This is also his biggest gain after coming here.

Adding all the previous improvements, purely calculated according to the imprints, he has now reached the height of sixteen imprints.

'After perfection, I will go back and get the Qian Mian Jian Dian (Thousand Facet Sword Canon).'

All the Yuan Yin (primal imprints) were adjusted by him to nourish the sword sac. At this time, his nourishment speed was seven times that of his fellow disciples, and he could nourish seven sword blades at the same time, and the nourishment power was further improved.

'After the fusion of the Hua Lin Yi (Flower Scale Armor), and getting the Qian Mian Jian Dian (Thousand Facet Sword Canon), I will completely solve the matter of Wu Mian Shusheng (Faceless Swordsman)... I have stayed here for too long.' Li Cheng Yi recalled the method of escape given by the Tian Jie Bei (Heavenly Tribulation Tablet) at the beginning.

Kill the original body.

If we can't reach an agreement by then, then we can only...

'Da Shixiong (Senior Brother), I am also forced to do it. Don't blame me...'

(End of this chapter)