Yan Xiaoqi discovered thousands of Starry Sky Worms in the Demon Vine Canyon. He used Yin energy to thoroughly purify these worms. However, most of the Starry Sky Worms could not withstand the invasion of Yin energy, their bodies became stiff, and they eventually died in the depths, being discarded into a deep pit where the corpses of underground elves from Western fantasy legends were stored. Only a few surviving Starry Sky Worms received Yan Xiaoqi's special attention.
Threads of Yin energy were drawn from Yan Xiaoqi's body and injected into the Starry Sky Worms until they were completely dead and thrown into the deep pit. In the end, only three Starry Sky Worms completely withstood Yan Xiaoqi's Yin energy infusion.
Subsequently, Yan Xiaoqi injected the strange power within him, which was neither light nor dark, into these three Starry Sky Worms. After the fusion of light and dark power, it rapidly surged into the bodies of the Starry Sky Worms, causing them to twist violently, struggling to destroy themselves, and finally exploding into a blood mist with a bang.
Yan Xiaoqi extended his hand, and a huge net composed of Yin energy instantly formed, enveloping the blood mist and forming a thumb-sized ball of light. He placed the ball of light in front of his lower abdomen and clasped his hands together.
Closing his eyes, Yan Xiaoqi began to mobilize the energy within his body and chanted the Evil God inscription. As he chanted, streams of strange energy transformed into runes and flew out, merging into his body.
The blood ball slowly flew out from between his palms, drifting like willow catkins into the deep pit, extending countless fine Yin energy tendrils, hooking onto the corpses in the pit, absorbing the Yin energy within the great earth, and constructing a tiny Yin energy cycle.
Yan Xiaoqi opened his eyes, and a hint of joy flashed in them. He waved his large hand, pushing the surrounding soil into the deep pit with a shovel made of Yin energy, burying this tiny Yin energy cycle.
When the first ray of dark light appeared on the earth, Yan Xiaoqi awoke from his meditation. The dark energy and Yin energy within his body separated, forming two opposing running meridians. Occasionally, the light and dark energies would converge, but they would blend together like water and milk, indistinguishable from each other, and then separate again.
Yan Xiaoqi walked towards the place where he had buried the bones yesterday, slightly concentrating his mind and using the power of the Evil God to explore. He found that the underground Yin energy cycle was still operating, and the meridians had expanded, like a large tree rooting itself in the earth, with countless roots searching for nutrients and absorbing the aura of the underground elves from Western fantasy legends.
Yan Xiaoqi was secretly delighted. He looked around, confirming that there were no large creatures similar to big dogs or bears. Then, through the connection of his Sea of Consciousness, he found that it was hunting in the stream outside the forest. His body moved swiftly, and he quickly ran into the forest.
At this time, there were already more than twenty aliens rolling and jumping futilely on the bank outside the stream. Yan Xiaoqi ran over, grabbed them, and threw them further away.
More and more aliens were thrown onto the shore. They were huge, similar in size to big dogs, and even as large as bears. Yan Xiaoqi observed these aliens, found some vines, wove them into a simple large net, netted a fat alien, and dragged it towards the Demon Vine Canyon.
The huge creatures that followed closely, similar in size to big dogs and as large as bears, walked leisurely, occasionally extending their huge bear paws to grab bunches of demon vines, chewing them, with pink juice overflowing from the corners of their mouths.
In the dim night, after completing the basic cultivation of the Evil God's power transformation, Yan Xiaoqi attempted to recreate the light-dark fusion and Yin energy-dominated meridian cycle from last night. However, no matter how he chanted the scriptures and absorbed the Evil God's power, he could not use Yin energy as easily as he did last night. Even when the Evil God's power collided with the Yin energy cycle, it would not cause violent tremors or explosions again. This situation made Yan Xiaoqi slightly regretful. He realized that he might have missed some key factors. Without Qingni's assistance, he had to explore and move forward alone.
To cope with the potential retaliation from the underground elves in Western fantasy legends, Yan Xiaoqi used the thick demon vine ropes in the canyon to make weapons such as shields and short spears, and dug more than a dozen traps at the two entrances of the canyon. Even if these measures could not completely block the enemy, they could at least serve as a warning.
As night fell, Yan Xiaoqi closed his eyes and entered his Sea of Consciousness. The mirror formed by Qingni's true body was even more vast, emitting strange fluctuations that guided him to involuntarily chant the Evil God inscription. Threads of Yin energy and Evil God's power burst out from his body, forming a tiny cycle outside his body. Vaguely, the Yin energy cycle buried outside the cave with the bones of the underground elves from Western fantasy legends seemed to resonate with Yan Xiaoqi's cycle.
When Yan Xiaoqi woke up, dawn had broken, and the light was brilliant. After stretching his muscles and bones, he arranged food for the creatures that were similar in size to big dogs and as large as bears. Dark clouds began to gather in the sky, and a fine rain fell from the sky.
Yan Xiaoqi quickly used the thick demon vine ropes in the canyon to build a small shelter, with tree trunks as supports and leaves as the roof, large enough to accommodate the huge creatures. Then, he crawled into his own cave and lowered the vine windbreak outside the cave.
Yan Xiaoqi sighed at the changeable weather in this world. It was clear and sunny in the morning, but in the afternoon, it turned into continuous fine rain.
The rain was accompanied by strange drumming sounds in his ears, making Yan Xiaoqi feel sleepy.
"Drumming?" Yan Xiaoqi was about to fall asleep, but his Sea of Consciousness immediately became turbulent.
"This is the wilderness. Besides various starry sky creatures and fierce beasts, where would there be drumming? Drumming is definitely not something that beasts or unintelligent starry sky creatures can make. Drumming? Not good!" Yan Xiaoqi sprang out of the cave like an enraged wild cat, pulling the huge creatures and running towards the outside of the canyon.
On both sides outside the Demon Vine Canyon, dozens of powerful humanoid starry sky creatures were already standing, their eyes coldly staring at the canyon in the mist, including the underground elf knight from Western fantasy legends who had escaped.
An underground elf knight from Western fantasy legends stood beside a huge figure, stomping his feet anxiously, trying to command the creatures behind him to rush into the canyon, capture and completely eliminate Yan Xiaoqi.
At the forefront of all the starry sky creatures stood a two-meter-tall minotaur, its black long horns extending from both sides of its head, with spiral patterns, shining with a metallic luster. Its entire body was covered with thick light yellow fur, and its two arms were black and strong, as if they were rotating windmills, or sharp steel cones. It held a thick log in its arms, on which various strange patterns were carved, as if they were fantasy totems.
"Oh my god, is this guy a minotaur?" Yan Xiaoqi hid among the dense vines, witnessing the huge figure outside the canyon, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
The huge minotaur mercilessly occupied the exit of the canyon, looking down at the vines below with a blank expression, vigilantly searching for potential lurking enemies. Then, it issued commands to the creatures behind it. Although the distance was far, Yan Xiaoqi could not understand its words.
Soon, another humanoid starry sky creature appeared behind the minotaur.
"Golden-haired goblin!" Yan Xiaoqi hid among the vines, witnessing the creature that appeared behind the minotaur. It was over 1.8 meters tall, with crossed arms and a body as straight as a javelin.
Behind the goblin, rows of underground elf slaves from Western fantasy legends were mercilessly whipped with leather whips. They pushed huge stones with a diameter of half a meter, forcefully pushing them to the edge of the canyon, letting the stones roll down the terrain.
Countless stones rolled down from above onto the vines in the canyon, splashing pink juice everywhere. The demon vines scattered under the impact of the falling stones, making the ground more muddy and emitting a strange smell, forming a swamp.
As more and more huge stones were pushed down the canyon, the jungle of demon vines became chaotic. Yan Xiaoqi silently hid among them, not making any rash moves.
Behind the minotaur and the golden-haired goblin, heavy footsteps were heard. More than a dozen tall goblins carried a huge tree trunk and slowly walked towards the back of the minotaur.
Yan Xiaoqi observed carefully and realized that it was not a tree, but a strangely shaped object that looked like a bizarre flower from a distance. Its yellowish-brown skin was translucent, like a lantern, with slender branches hanging down, like a constantly churning huge flame barrier.
Then, the minotaur transformed into its combat form, tightly gripping the log in its arms - which was a totem pole - and fiercely swung it towards the flower-like flame barrier.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle..." A strange sound rang out, like a painful groan. Inside the flame barrier, a red flower began to burn, its light like a raging fire. An indescribable pungent smell permeated the surroundings. The body of this strange plant slowly writhed, contracting and expanding, as if struggling. A stream of air gushed out from the top of the flame barrier, and its body gradually withered and shrank, eventually turning into a dry, hard tree trunk, signaling its complete demise.
The golden-haired goblin next to it picked up the tree trunk, clasped its palms together like a knife, and continuously cut it, shaping it into a long knife-like form.
In the stream of air sprayed out by the flame barrier flower, countless fluorescent plants danced with it, forming pink dandelions only the size of a thumb, which drifted down towards the Demon Vine Canyon.
Yan Xiaoqi gazed at the falling dandelion seeds, as if they were light plant spirits descending to the human world. She gently extended her finger, allowing one of them to lightly land on her fingertip.
The dandelion seed swaying in the breeze gently touched her fingertip, like a miniature flame shield, breathtakingly beautiful. However, a sharp pain suddenly struck. The seed's sharp thorns easily pierced her skin, and blood immediately seeped into the seed. The originally pink seed instantly turned blood-red, becoming bright red, and at the same time rapidly expanded, as if greedily devouring the blood.
Yan Xiaoqi witnessed this scene and couldn't help but let out a cold snort. The Evil God's power within her body flowed into the flame seed with the blood.
Suddenly--
A tiny flame bloomed on her fingertip, completely reducing the blood-sucking plant seed to ashes.
Yan Xiaoqi used the Sand Puppet inscription to command a huge creature, similar in size to a big dog and as large as a bear, to quickly hide deeper. He had to ensure that the flying flame barrier seeds did not touch its body. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Yan Xiaoqi's heart burned with anger. These hateful guys dared to treat him as a container for seeds and a source of nutrients.
Looking up at the sky, the rain continued to fall. Although it was not heavy, the dense rain lines made the distant scene blurry. Even though it was daytime, Yin energy had already begun to permeate. Through the Yin energy sensing, Yan Xiaoqi perceived that the Yin energy cycle in the deep pit where the bones of the underground elves from Western fantasy legends were buried had been completed. He issued a command in his heart.
Suddenly, in the deep pit outside the cave in the canyon, where the bones of the underground elves from Western fantasy legends and creatures resembling dire wolves were buried, a roar sounded, and a black cloud rose into the sky. It was the phantoms of countless Starry Sky Worms. They transformed into a black cloud, swept away the flame barrier seeds in the canyon, and then drilled into the earth and disappeared.
"These guys dare to come again. Let you see the power of the Impure Earth Sand Puppets!" Yan Xiaoqi secretly swore in his heart. He transformed and found a hidden place, sat cross-legged, and controlled the Starry Sky Worms integrated into the earth through his Sea of Consciousness, destroying and absorbing the Yin energy within the earth.
Countless Starry Sky Worms absorbed Yin energy, mixed with the underground soil, and formed huge humanoid sand puppets about three meters tall on the ground. They marched towards the outside of the canyon.
A hundred sand puppets formed by the condensation of Starry Sky Worms appeared. They roared and charged towards the minotaur and the golden-haired goblin in front of the canyon.
"Roar..." A roar erupted from the minotaur's mouth. It took the lead, wielding the huge log fantasy totem pole in its hand, and a single sweep completely destroyed an shadow sand puppet. Behind the minotaur, the golden-haired goblin, the big goblins, the ordinary goblins, and the underground elf knights and warriors from Western fantasy legends all howled and rushed into the canyon.
"Good! Very good." Yan Xiaoqi saw these starry sky creatures bravely rushing into the canyon and secretly cheered. He began to destroy and dig. The Evil God's power in his body formed a cycle, ensuring the maximization of his body's vitality, while Yin energy condensed on his palms, hard as steel. Under his swing, the soil and stones under the ground were easily dug open.
The battle in the canyon was still raging, and the scene was extremely tragic.Without Yan Xiaoqi's covert command, these sand puppets formed by Starry Sky Worms lost their ability to coordinate attacks, and each sand puppet chose a living target to attack.
Many goblins, hobgoblins, and underground elf knights from Western fantasy legends were torn apart by the huge hands of the Starry Sky Worm sand puppets, with blood splattering everywhere.
Under the protection of the Minotaur fantasy totem pole, the Starry Sky Worm sand puppets were completely crushed by the long knives wielded by the golden-haired goblins, turning into dust and merging into the earth. When Yan Xiaoqi dug to a depth of ten meters underground, the battle in the canyon had ended, all sand puppets were eliminated, but the goblins and underground elf warriors were also wiped out, leaving only the Minotaur, the golden-haired goblin, a few hobgoblins, and underground elf knights.
Cheers of victory came from the surviving Minotaur and golden-haired goblin. Although the cost was heavy, this land would belong to them. Next year, the magic vine in the canyon would become one of their tribe's food sources.
Yan Xiaoqi sat quietly at the bottom of the deep pit, her hands forming a seal on her lower abdomen, muttering incantations. The surrounding well walls were washed by the power of fire, the muddy water at her feet churned, and smoke, dust, and yin energy formed a cycle around her. This smoke and dust were actually tiny Starry Sky Worms, which traveled through the soil layer, entered the deep pit, attached themselves to Yan Xiaoqi, absorbed yin energy, turned into black light, and shot back into the well walls.
The Minotaur and golden-haired goblin who were counting casualties in the canyon suddenly stopped their movements, feeling the change in the surrounding atmosphere. The earth cracked open, and a huge figure rose from the soil again - it was the Starry Sky Worm sand puppet that had already died.
In the increasingly cold gaze of the Minotaur and the desperate eyes of the Hobgoblin and the Underdark Elf Knight, one after another, Starry Sky Worm Sand Puppets rose from the ground, surrounding them.
"Kill!" With a roar filled with angry killing intent, both sides once again plunged into fierce battle. The canyon was filled with the wreckage of sand puppets and the severed limbs of Hobgoblins. Blood mixed with rainwater, dyeing the entire canyon crimson.
After the canyon fell silent again, only the blood-stained Minotaur remained in the entire canyon, tightly clutching the damaged log, the fantasy totem pole. At the same time, a blonde Goblin, holding a long knife and with his right arm torn, also stood alone.
The two panting Starry Sky creatures looked at each other, fear in their eyes. Without a word, they tacitly sped towards the outside of the valley. They had developed a deep fear of this place and longed to escape.
"Want to leave easily? Not so simple. Against the light, in the shadows, Starry Sky Worms, heed my command, explode!" Yan Xiaoqi's heart was resolute, not hesitating to once again trigger a violent conflict of light and dark forces within his body, pushing himself to the brink of going berserk, and erupting with full force. A powerful surge of Yin energy vibrated, completely shattering the Starry Sky Worms attacking from all directions. Countless Yin energy clusters flew in the air, greedily absorbing the surrounding Yin energy, even disrupting the established Yin energy cycle. The massive loss of Yin energy made the already fragile cycle almost impossible to maintain.
However, this destructive absorption of Yin energy also led to another outbreak of Starry Sky Worm Sand Puppets.
On the path of the Minotaur and the blonde Goblin, giant three-meter-tall sand puppets crawled up from the ground one by one. After the Starry Sky Worms were shattered, they absorbed Yin energy and soil to form sand puppets, which required Yan Xiaoqi's complete control. Therefore, these sand puppets attacked strictly according to basic enemy formations.
Some sand puppets were responsible for luring, the wing armies on both sides were responsible for attacking, and there were also those responsible for support. These hundreds of sand puppets had already become a well-trained army, trapping the Minotaur and the blonde Goblin in a heavy encirclement.
Killing and roaring once again echoed throughout the canyon, and blood flowed freely.
The Minotaur's log fantasy totem pole shattered deep within, and the blonde Goblin's arm and right leg were torn off deep within. They howled in pain, calling out in despair, which made them even more dangerous. Finally, they were surrounded by sand puppets and torn apart deep within.
The canyon once again fell into a strange silence. Having completely defeated the enemy, Yan Xiaoqi relaxed his sea of consciousness, and the sand puppets that were still standing turned into clumps of black soil and disappeared without a trace.
Yan Xiaoqi's body was in extreme chaos at this moment, with Yin energy and evil god power wandering freely within. Every time these two forces collided slightly, his body would emit a dull echo.
Intense pain tormented Yan Xiaoqi's nerves, almost causing him to faint.
However, Yan Xiaoqi also knew at this time that once he truly fell into a coma, the uncontrolled light and dark energies within his body would definitely cause his body to collapse, and he would face true death, unable to even preserve his remains.
"I must be strong and brave, unwavering!" Yan Xiaoqi gritted his teeth, muttering to himself to encourage himself. Despite the unbearable pain throughout his body, he still sat cross-legged, concentrating on reciting the Yellow Sutra text, enunciating every word clearly. His mind was completely immersed within his body, guiding the flow of the two streams of light and dark energy within with his weak spiritual power.
As time passed, Yan Xiaoqi felt his body tremble slightly, and a weak but unusually powerful stream of energy was generated in the heart area. This was the result of the clash and collision of the two forces of light and dark. A surge of joy welled up in his heart. He cautiously guided this stream of energy, which was neither light nor dark, slowly eroding the violent light and dark energies within his body.
After all the Yin and evil energy and evil god power were completely swallowed by the stream of energy that was neither light nor dark, Yin energy permeated the deep pit, forming a vortex. This powerful suction pulled the surrounding gravity.
"Brain evil god essence root word Mud Pill, Mud Pill breaks body evil god flies immortal." Yan Xiaoqi formed a hand seal and placed it on his lower abdomen. A halo of evil god power flew out from the hand seal he formed and merged into his body.
"Sea of consciousness mechanism five energies are born, ring light embraces darkness heaven and earth are one." The energy flow within his body became increasingly powerful after absorbing Yin energy, sometimes transforming into light, sometimes into darkness. Whether it was light or darkness, it performed a strange adjustment on his body, making it more excellent.
"Elixir origin guards spirit sea of consciousness drums, a surge of energy rushes to the sky and condenses." As his palm changed hand seals at his lower abdomen, his body slowly rose into the air supported by Yin energy, slowly flying out of the deep pit. A pillar of Yin energy formed above his head, shooting straight into the sky.
Yan Xiaoqi concentrated his mind and used evil god power to examine the injuries within his body, finding that all the wounds had disappeared, and a refreshing aura emanated from his skin.
Yan Xiaoqi opened his eyes with joy, only to see a huge black shadow pouncing from the front.
"This creature is huge, similar in size to a Yamato dog, and as large as a bear. What do you intend?" Yan Xiaoqi couldn't help but feel a hint of amusement as he watched the massive creature pounce towards him, and then he opened his mouth to question it. A golden light of evil god shot out, piercing through the creature's body and turning it into a sky full of blood mist.
Yan Xiaoqi was impacted by the creature's pounce, his body flew backward, and he fell to the ground in a disheveled state. He stared at the massive creature that had turned into blood mist, his eyes instantly filled with bloodshot.
"Bastard, get out! Who is behind this?" Yan Xiaoqi roared, his roar echoing around him, tears welling up in his eyes, his heart filled with nothing but endless anger.
"Roar!" A earth-shattering roar came from the distant forest, and a golden light streaked across the sky, splitting the giant trees along the way.
A Starry Sky creature, radiating golden light all over, with an alien head and a human body, descended before Yan Xiaoqi. He examined Yan Xiaoqi with a hint of doubt in his eyes, tightly gripping a giant pink bow in his hand. It was the arrow he shot, which turned into golden light, completely destroying the bear-like, dog-like creature.
"You bastard, disappear for me!" Yan Xiaoqi's heart was burning with anger, realizing that his opponent was far beyond his ability to contend with. However, under the attack of intense anger, a wave of energy, neither light nor dark, surged within him. Above his head, dark clouds gathered; below his feet, muddy water converged, surrounding his body and forming a four-meter-tall giant sand puppet. With a roar, the sand puppet extended its hand and attacked the Pink Feather Race.
Whoosh...
A golden light of evil god shot out from the Pink Feather Race's long bow, instantly blasting off Yan Xiaoqi's extended arm. Immediately after, another golden light flew in, blasting the massive sand puppet's body into pieces. Yan Xiaoqi fell from mid-air.
The Pink Feather Race tilted her head, looking at the angry Yan Xiaoqi with interest, a hint of playfulness flashing in her eyes. With a flash of her figure, she had already appeared before Yan Xiaoqi, her extended palm gripping his neck, lifting him up entirely.
Yan Xiaoqi struggled in vain. The energy flow within his body, under the powerful force of the Pink Feather Race, was like a frozen river, unable to flow, which made him feel even more pain.
The Pink Feather Race gently waved her hand, and the pink long bow in her hand turned into golden light and merged into her body.
"Ah!" Yan Xiaoqi let out a strange cry, a bloody hole suddenly appeared in his chest, and his heart was brutally ripped out of his chest cavity by the Pink Feather Race.
The intense pain gradually caused Yan Xiaoqi to lose consciousness.
"Is this what death feels like? Am I going to die after all?" Yan Xiaoqi's vision gradually blurred, and finally sank into a complete darkness.
The Pink Feather Race then threw Yan Xiaoqi's body away, the beating heart in her hand tightly gripped, almost crushed.
Suddenly, a black energy surged from the heart, turning into a giant black net, covering the Pink Feather Race like a huge bowl.
Bang...
The Pink Feather Race soared into the sky, breaking free from the restraint of the black energy giant net, flying high into the air, and then slowly descending. She stared at the heart still beating in mid-air, a hint of seriousness in her eyes, and slowly said, "Chaotic rules, this is the aura of the abyss. I didn't expect the power of magic to be hidden within the heart of a living being."
A golden light flashed in the Pink Feather Race's hand, and a giant pink long bow appeared. She quickly drew the bow and nocked an arrow, and a beam of evil god golden sharp light broke through the air, accurately hitting the heart in mid-air.
A vast aura of magic power turned into a huge black cloud, erupting from the heart. Within the black energy, two blurry items were injured by the golden light and also quickly disappeared within the magic power energy mass.
"Hmph, no matter what you are, the power of darkness must not pollute the world here. Even if this place is controlled by evil gods, you will not be allowed to run rampant. Go to hell." The Pink Feather Race snorted coldly, drew the giant bow again, and an arrow of evil god golden light slowly condensed, then shot out, but was cleverly deflected by a force, shooting into the nearby forest, instantly blasting hundreds of meters of forest into pieces with golden light.
A cold voice sounded, carrying the angry fluctuation of evil god consciousness: "I don't care about the life or death of those two things, but you will definitely die. Punish, kill, trap, and destroy!"
A flash of evil god lightning appeared above the Pink Feather Race, fiercely bombing her head.
Amidst the flashing golden light, the Pink Feather Race appeared on the distant ground. She looked at Yan Xiaoqi with an annoyed and surprised expression, stood up again, and transmitted information with her spiritual power fluctuation: "What are you?"
"I am the evil god Qingni, dharma name 'Wu'. You strange monster, you dare to destroy my dwelling place. Today I will act on behalf of heaven to punish you and execute the punishment, killing, trapping, and destroying. Die!" Yan Xiaoqi's chest was stained with blood, his face was pale, and the elemental energy around his body was destructively absorbed into his body to fill the gradually decaying body due to the lack of a heart. The fluctuation of evil god consciousness transmitted Qingni's cold and ruthless tone.
Another evil god lightning appeared, instantly striking the Pink Feather Race. Even if she wanted to turn into golden light to avoid it, she was powerless.
"Evil gods have heavenly tribulations, demons have punishment, killing, trapping, and destroying. You strange monster, die!" A clear energy emerged from above Yan Xiaoqi's head, forming the handsome and cold image of Qingni, who extended a finger and pointed at the Pink Feather Race.
Earth, water, wind, and fire surged around the Pink Feather Race, light and dark energies constructed a cycle, and heavenly lightning rolled above her head, forming a miniature small world that completely trapped the Pink Feather Race within.
"Control light and darkness, serve the sword in the center! Punish, kill, trap, and destroy!" The Qingni phantom clasped her hands together, palms facing each other, and gently rubbed them.
The small world slowly twisted, and the Pink Feather Race within it frantically swung countless golden light attacks around, but could not cause any damage to the small world. As the twisting of the small world intensified, the Pink Feather Race felt panic, fear, and despair. Finally, a ray of light flashed in their eyes, and countless golden lights erupted from their entire body, self-destructing deep within. These golden lights swept in all directions, but kept swirling and flowing within the barrier of the small world.
The Qingni phantom waved her hand, and the small world filled with huge explosive energy slowly flew over. Under Qingni's control, it formed a magic chain, reaching into the magic power energy mass and pulling out two items. The magic power energy around the items was completely swallowed by the twisted small world.
Then, under Qingni's hand seal, the small world gradually transformed into a crystal clear crystal heart, which was slowly implanted into Yan Xiaoqi's body. The two items turned into two streams of evil god light, drilling back into Yan Xiaoqi's heart and attaching themselves next to the crystal heart.
Qingni's face was solemn, and she continuously waved her hands, guiding the elemental energy of heaven and earth around her, slowly merging into Yan Xiaoqi's body in a certain order.
After a day and a night, when Yan Xiaoqi slowly opened his eyes, he saw the hazy figure of Qingni like water vapor.
"I need to build an altar, arrange a talisman array, and open the heavenly eye to fully observe this world." The hazy Qingni phantom spoke.
"Ah?" Yan Xiaoqi, still unclear about the situation, was momentarily stunned.
"You are about to face death, so you must work harder. Before the crystal heart is completely destroyed, we must sever the connection with the world's law lines." Qingni's body suddenly changed, and she stared at Yan Xiaoqi with a serious expression and said.
"Oh, ah?" Yan Xiaoqi suddenly woke up from his confusion, quickly touched his chest, and found that except for a subtle slit wound, his heart area was not injured at all.
That Starry Sky creature has been eliminated by me and refined into a crystal heart,replaced the function of your heart. However, this can only slightly prolong your life. The context of this world's laws is simple and shallow, and precisely because of this, I yearn to explore the depths of this world. We must return to our world as soon as possible, quickly sever the gaze of the world's pan-consciousness, and tear apart the threads of law. Qing Ni gazed at Yan Yan Xiaoqi's chest, a hint of worry in her eyes.
"Am I going to die?" Yan Xiaoqi murmured softly to himself.
"If you don't fight back, death is inevitable. Therefore, we must defy heaven. After returning to our world, immediately prepare to sever the threads of law. Your heart cannot last much longer; it will soon wither from the depths. If you don't sever the threads of law, even if you attempt to seize a body and enter another life form, you will attract various attention." Qing Ni gazed at Yan Xiaoqi and said seriously.
"How should I act?" Yan Xiaoqi realized that everything was a foregone conclusion, and despair couldn't change anything. He took a deep breath and asked resolutely.
"Where is this place?" Yan Xiaoqi looked around at the desolate wilderness. They stood at the top of a small mountain peak, with strong winds howling around them and trees swaying.
"This is where the earth vein light of the mountain range is located, making it easy to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Coupled with the heaven and earth light bridge I constructed, it can attract the earth vein light from the mountain range. Whether it's for building an altar or cultivating ghost spirits, there are immense benefits." Qing Ni surveyed the surrounding scenery, occasionally condensing runes in her hand and striking them into the earth.
"Cultivating ghost spirits?" Although Yan Xiaoqi had experienced life and death, he still felt a chill towards creatures like ghosts.
Seeing Yan Xiaoqi's expression, Qing Ni smiled comfortingly and explained, "Ghosts are also called light spirits. In the evil spirit method, there are spells to command light spirits. This is a vast and complex field."
"Come, sit here!" Qing Ni patted the ground next to her, inviting him.
"What are you doing?" Yan Xiaoqi curiously watched the object Qing Ni was playing with in her hand. It was a string of objects connected by sections of green bamboo. Each section of green bamboo was the length and thickness of a finger, and it was hollow with a small door.
"This is called a earth dragon. It's a small device specially refined for constructing a light altar, which can save spiritual power." Qing Ni explained. She placed a folded yellow talisman paper wrapped around a small black bead into the green bamboo, then flicked it gently.
The green bamboo in her hand, the color of bamboo leaves, shot into the air as light flashed. When it was a hundred meters from the ground, it suddenly changed direction and quickly drilled into the ground, disappearing silently from the surface.
Then, Qing Ni drew a circle in front of her with her index finger and gently wiped it. A clear light flashed in the circle, revealing a scene. At first, it showed the direction of the surrounding earth vein spiritual energy, then the camera zoomed in, showing the green bamboo that had just flown from her hand shuttling deep underground.
After the green bamboo snake drilled deep into the ground, its body scattered section by section, spreading in all directions, forming a huge circle that surrounded the mountain peak where they were located, and began to absorb the yin energy from the earth veins.
Qing Ni sat upright, quickly forming hand seals. Each seal represented a rune. The runes rose like fireworks in the night sky, then fell one after another, drilling into the ground.
A rumbling sound came from the earth. The surrounding ground began to change. The mountain peak where they were located began to rise rapidly, while the area around the mountain peak began to collapse inward.
Qing Ni then took out a black, soccer-sized stone. A greenish-white flame emerged from her hand, and the stone quickly melted. Excess impurities were ejected, leaving only a palm-sized ball of black liquid rolling in the flame.
The black liquid was stretched and deformed in the flame, eventually becoming a black shallow dish with a diameter of two meters. Runes were carved around the edge of the dish, and there was a hole at the bottom from which streams of cold light were drawn, drilling into the shallow dish and forming a thick misty vapor, which gradually changed from thin to dense, finally condensing into viscous, droplet-shaped liquid.
Qing Ni carefully placed the shallow dish in front of her, pulled Yan Xiaoqi into the air, and quickly formed an evil seal in her hand. With a sharp cry, extreme white mist rose around them, enveloping the entire mountain peak. Immediately, countless white smoke columns shot up from the ground towards the sky.
And on the ground where they had just been, centered around the shallow dish, an eight-like shape had unknowingly formed, emitting a faint white light, with thin mist drifting around.
"It's done. This is the Moon Altar. It can absorb the free light power in the air, draw the moonlight from the sky, and the yin energy from the earth veins." A white cloud appeared beneath Qing Ni, carrying Yan Xiaoqi and drifting into the distance.
When they landed in the distance and set up a simple wooden house, Qing Ni said, "For the next few days, you need to carefully check your physical condition and avoid easily using the spiritual power within your body. After I explore this realm, the crystal heart may still need some fine-tuning. Do you understand?"
Yan Xiaoqi nodded to indicate understanding, and then saw Qing Ni begin to get busy.
She first turned some iron ore, which she got from who knows where, into iron powder under the vibration of spiritual power. Then, she formed a spiritual seal, and a furnace quickly condensed on the ground. Spiritual energy transformed into an iron pot, and she poured the iron powder into it for frying and refining.
As a seal was struck, the iron shovel suspended in mid-air automatically turned, constantly stirring the iron powder in the spiritual energy-transformed iron pot.
Freeing up her hands, Qing Ni controlled the logs placed on the side of the wooden house to fly up. With a wave of her hand, a monstrous wave appeared in the air, immersing all the wood in a blue-green water.
After completing these two tasks, Qing Ni said to Yan Xiaoqi, "Rest assured for the next few days. There is food and water in the house, take care of yourself." After saying that, she closed her eyes and sat in meditation.
Yan Xiaoqi looked at the logs constantly rolling in the monstrous waves in mid-air, and the iron powder rolling in the transparent iron pot next to him, feeling shocked. But thinking of his current physical condition, with his heart having been replaced, he couldn't help but feel a hint of sadness, and at the same time, he yearned even more for the power of spells.
Shaking his head, Yan Xiaoqi cast aside those unrealistic thoughts, went into the house, found food and water, and after using them, lay down on the hard bed board and gradually fell asleep.
The intense battle in the Nocturne Canyon last time had greatly depleted his sea of consciousness, and he had also experienced the pain of having his heart removed. His spirit was extremely exhausted, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, Yan Xiaoqi woke up, opened the door, and found that the transparent iron pot transformed from spiritual energy in front of the door had disappeared. A ball of spiritual light wrapped around the iron powder was suspended in mid-air. Qing Ni was constantly striking the logs in mid-air with evil god brilliance, grinding them into fine sawdust. She cast a spell, turning the surrounding monstrous waves into a fine sieve, retaining the sawdust that passed through the sieve, while the unpassed sawdust flew back into the air to continue grinding.
After all the logs were turned into sawdust under the sieve, Qing Ni mixed the iron powder and sawdust in a certain proportion, and grabbed spiritual energy lines of different colors from the air - Yan Xiaoqi guessed that this was the manifestation of spiritual energy of different attributes being extracted.
These spiritual energy lines of various colors merged into the iron powder and sawdust, wrapping them like water. Qing Ni kneaded them like dough, reaching her hand into it and constantly kneading. Finally, like making fried dough sticks, she cut these materials into blocks the size of mahjong tiles.
When all the iron powder and sawdust were mixed, the rectangular blocks were finally completed. These densely packed rectangular blocks were suspended in mid-air, and a spiritual fire suddenly appeared below, constantly roasting them. This spiritual fire was summoned by a few simple bans. They absorbed spiritual energy and continuously released flames.
Qing Ni stopped her work and noticed the dumbfounded Yan Xiaoqi next to her. She explained, "This is the basic method for refining talisman materials. Unfortunately, the materials we can find are too ordinary. Although there are some special materials, there is no time to use spiritual energy to explore their internal structure, so we can only make do with them."
"Look around yourself. I'll call you if I need anything." After saying that, Qing Ni closed her eyes, sat cross-legged, and an evil spirit spell flew out of her hand, imprinting it into every rectangular block in the air.
Yan Xiaoqi had nothing to do. After eating and drinking his fill, he sat outside the door and observed the spiritual seals Qing Ni was constantly striking. He noticed that the surface of the rectangular blocks in mid-air gradually changed from dull and rough to smooth, emitting a faint oily sheen, as round and lustrous as jade.
"Could it be that these materials can not only be inscribed with runes, but also absorb spiritual energy and enhance their own material properties?" Yan Xiaoqi thought to himself, then carefully counted the number of rectangular blocks. There were exactly three hundred and sixty, no more, no less. He speculated that this might correspond to the three hundred and sixty degrees of the Zhou Tian.
As night fell and the last ray of sunlight disappeared, Qing Ni slowly stopped the spiritual seals in her hand, observing them carefully with a satisfied smile, then waved to Yan Xiaoqi, signaling him to go back to the house to rest.
Thus, during the day, Qing Ni sat beneath the talisman materials from the moment the sun rose, constantly issuing seals; at night, when the sun's light fell, she would put away the spiritual seals and recover her spiritual energy. This situation continued for three days. The three hundred and sixty talisman rectangular blocks had become dark and shiny, arranged in the shape of a giant radar receiver.
As Qing Ni flew into the air, her whole body erupted with immeasurable white flames. With a sharp cry, the radar dish formed by these talismans, guided by spiritual energy, flew towards the distant Moon Altar, accurately landing in the center of the Moon Altar, on the outermost layer of the eight-elephant diagram.
In mid-air, a ray of evil spirit light suddenly shot towards the shallow basin on the top of the mountain. Immediately, the solar power absorbed in the shallow basin surged out like water, spreading over the entire Eight Elephants Diagram, and then spread outwards and began to touch the radar antenna part composed of talisman blocks.