However, there was already plenty of information.
The Dharma thod of turning people into Human Candles, Yu Ziqing had heard of it before; it was an extrely sophisticated technique.
Xi Yang had ntioned that in the Mausoleum Cave Heaven of certain powerful entities, such Human Candles existed.
It is said that when that powerful figure's lifespan was nearing its end, unfortunately, during their lifeti, they had offended too many people, and as they lay dying, they suddenly cared about the descendants.
So, having burned through the last of their lifespan, they captured everyone they had offended and turned them into Human Candles to accompany them in burial.
Not killing them outright, lest any of the captured had special abilities, the thod is slower, yet thorough.
Yu Ziqing looked up towards the black aura spiraling above the ruins of the estate.
The shadow there offered no resistance throughout, yet the upstart's power was invisibly deflected.
Yu Ziqing scrutinized, seeing elents of the upstart's intention, also verifying that such power truly could not harm that shadow.
That individual not completely resolving the upstart seed unaligned with his usual conduct.
Which ant, even he couldn't utterly vanquish the current, irrational state of the upstart.
It sowhat resembled the Evil that Fish Bone described.
Surging with Ominous Aura, brimming with negative thoughts, impossible to destroy completely.
Yu Ziqing pondered, not rushing into action, just quietly sensing the pained thoughts. Upon drawing slightly closer, he could distinctly feel the pain spreading, as if flas were scorching his Yang God.
The Yang God opened its eyes to glance, then shut them once more.
The normal way is being burnt by the flas, affecting the Divine Soul, affecting thoughts.
Now it's reversed, affecting thoughts first, then Divine Soul, and then the effect of being burned by flas appears from nowhere.
Unfortunately, such things were utterly useless against Yu Ziqing.
Flas he already possessed, the Yang God opened its eyes, revealing Blood Flas, and pain... Yu Ziqing had starved to death twice before, this level of painful intent couldn't shake him.
Two days later, Fish Bone quietly appeared.
Yu Ziqing pointed to the mass of constantly reshaping black aura.
"Doesn't it look like the Evil you ntioned?"
Fish Bone hesitantly refrained from approaching, his mind involuntarily recalling the image of a Saint transforming into Evil.
But then, he suddenly paused, glanced at Yu Ziqing, and felt the tattoo on his back. His spine imdiately straightened up.
What did he have to fear now?
This Evil could at most kill him, but would definitely not transform him into Evil as well.
Fish Bone straightened his posture, stood behind Yu Ziqing, savoring the pained thoughts, finding a bit of enjoynt in it all.
"Sir, this is indeed the Evil. It has lost control, lost reason and self-awareness.
It's just different from what I've seen before; there's so of that ghostly blue fla inside it.
It cannot be entirely destroyed, only controlled.
If it were the old , coming into contact with the Evil and being influenced by it, I could also turn into Evil.
However, for you, Sir, this Evil is insignificant."
"Was he also a Saint?"
"That I don't know. I can only confirm that he has surely borrowed power from so terrifying existence, wavered in his will, failed to control it, and thus transford into this state."
Yu Ziqing nodded.
The core point is akin to a Saint, borrowing power.
The difference lies in Saints treating their ritual objects as tools, fully commanding the power, and possessing comprehensive advancent pathways.
Yu Ziqing stepped towards the ruins, sensing the pained thoughts, grinning broadly.
Aside from being starved, other pains are bearable.
Yu Ziqing slowly approached, the swirling black aura began to exude Ominous Aura.
Yu Ziqing let the Ominous Aura infect him, his smile growing twisted.
Ominous?
I am the Ominous.
Getting closer and closer, the black aura roiled more violently, manifesting the pained face of the upstart, with a host of Human Candles silently wailing behind.
Step by step, he advanced, and as he crossed into the estate's boundary, the black aura lunged toward Yu Ziqing.
In the distance, Fish Bone bowed devoutly on the ground, feeling the pained intent surge, gritting his teeth to endure it, eyes both devout and manic.
He watched Yu Ziqing proceed forward, gradually shedding his outer form to tamorphose into a rolling figure of black oil; black and blood-red flas entwined, with a dreadful Ominous exterior that overwhelmingly suppressed that Evil before him.
Even the Evil's Ominous Aura seed to render the surroundings more comfortable for the great Sir.
Fish Bone offered no resistance, letting the Evil's influence seep into his body.
The tattoo on his back surged with greater power, doing nothing but existing, decisively quelling his internal force, cutting off the path of transformation into Evil.
Even if he lay down idly, it wouldn't allow him to turn into Evil.
Fish Bone widened his eyes, watching the reckless Evil dare to attack, nearly laughing out loud.
Yu Ziqing entered the estate, looking at the black aura enveloping him, and slowly extended a hand.
He sensed the burn of a ghostly blue fla, fueled by Divine Soul, willpower, and pain.
His face turned into a hungry ghost form, his body transford into a hungry ghost form, seizing a cluster of ghostly blue flas and swallowing it whole.
Feeling the flas burning in his abdon, Yu Ziqing let out a grotesque laugh.
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