Yu Ziqing felt that judging the Undying Mandala with human thoughts might be biased.
It might not be bad-tempered at all, but rely appears so from a human perspective.
Even if the Undying Mandala had consciousness, it probably wouldn't care about those things at all.
Just like this ti, Yu Ziqing didn't say anything, and the Undying Mandala started helping him.
And the way it helped seed more like it was trying to kill him.
If it couldn't kill him once, it would try to kill him a few more tis.
If Yu Ziqing wasn't calm and hadn't asked the juice in advance, he might've really thought that was the case.
The Blood Rebirth Divine Skill, while powerful, Yu Ziqing didn't have the ability to keep resurrecting without any side effects.
In theory, after Blood Rebirth, he would reset to the mont of condensing that drop of Golden Blood, with no further mories.
But here, the cost was erased, and the negligible defect compared to the effect of Blood Rebirth was also compensated.
At this mont, he quietly comprehended; logically, he shouldn't rember the Advanced process.
Yet now, the understanding naturally erged slowly.
At the brink of life and death, it squeezed out all his strength, forcing his Yin God and physical body to exert themselves together, integrating and resisting.
Once integration and connection reached a certain extent, the two inherently advancing directions of cultivation naturally reached a state of overflowing, smoothly advancing together to the Seventh Tier.
It felt like truly experiencing multiple life-and-death crises, forced to explode.
His Yin God was originally a hungry ghost form, using Refining God externally, Ghost Path internally, and now it reached the Yang God Realm.
Fire naturally burned, extre Yin birthed Yang, transitioning from cold darkness to the opposite direction.
According to the normal path of Refining God cultivators, this step of Yang God out-of-body would not be suppressed even under the midday Fierce Sun Qi, and could even use it to refine and strengthen the Yang God.
Before the Seventh Tier, normal Refining God cultivators were quite fragile, with Yin God easily targeted.
Upon reaching the Seventh Tier, entering the Great Cultivator stage, it beca an accumulation just like becoming a father.
Of course, Body Refinent was actually similar.
The only stable path was the orthodox Qi Refinent, where each Realm corresponds to strength, with an advancent curve having little fluctuations.
Thus, many tis, the Realm is the most important reference for one's strength.
Yu Ziqing closed his eyes and quietly comprehended, Refining God Seventh Tier, the awakened Divine Skills felt peculiar.
As expected, it wasn't any Great Slaughter Divine Power.
He was used to it, and now he didn't particularly want slaughter Divine Skills.
Yu Ziqing felt strange only because this Divine Skill was related to the moon.
It was also related to the Dayan Preface he practiced.
It even related to a Magical Treasure Yu Ziqing once obtained.
He would try again later, as he couldn't test it here.
And the Body Refinent Divine Skills were peculiar too, nad Purity, just like the Body Refinent Seventh Tier na.
At first glance, it seed like an useless Divine Skill.
Thinking carefully, he seed to have seen it in the Classics, barely contemplating it, with few awakenings.
He would try again later.
Yu Ziqing opened his eyes, stood up, standing atop the Long Bridge ford by arms, gazing into deeper places, making a formal bow.
"Thank you, for today's favor. If there's ever a need, feel free to send a ssage."
Yu Ziqing took out a Jade Scroll, placing it on the Long Bridge.
His goal had already been achieved, and there was no need to venture deeper.
He turned and left, and when he reached the riverside, the Long Bridge ford by arms collapsed, transforming into petals filling the sky.
The petals whipped around the Jade Scroll, disappearing across the shore.
Looking again at the riverbank's blood-red amaryllis... uh, blood-red Mandala, there was indeed a kind of eerie beauty.
Standing between life and death, born from great terror, it was a beauty impossible to see or feel elsewhere.
Yu Ziqing praised it internally a few tis and was about to turn and leave.
Suddenly, his consciousness beca void, as if everything around him returned to a state between life and death.
He saw the enormous Mandala flower, its heart slowly opening, a petal gently falling, transforming into a stream of blood-colored light flying toward him.
His consciousness quickly returned to normal; Yu Ziqing blinked, and nothing had changed around him.
He picked up the Immortal Grass Old Stump, glancing at it; at the top of the stump, in one of the hollow places, a drop of blood seed to embed itself, neither coagulating nor dispersing.
Yu Ziqing had no clue what it ant; without receiving any information, he simply bowed again and left.
He genuinely had no thoughts about the Undying Mandala.
Especially after the glimpse between life and death, he understood that everyone coveting the Undying Mandala was definitely delusional.
Saying they were dreaming was an exaggeration.
The Undying Mandala wasn't as expected, just a flower-sized entity like the juice.
Or perhaps, the Undying Mandala had no true form at all.
Its power covered the entire wilderness Yu Ziqing now stood upon, part of the Undying Mandala's range.
It had never targeted anyone; those who died here jumped in voluntarily but couldn't withstand the Undying Mandala's power, perishing on its accord.
Yu Ziqing glanced at Freedom Heaven and Lou Huai who were waiting; Lou Huai quietly, adorably stood like a quail.
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