Now reaching the Ninth Tier Peak in both Refining God and Body Refinent, Yu Ziqing estimated that even if he started Qi Refinent, it could also be brought up to the Ninth Tier Peak.
But upon reaching this limit, there was no way to surpass it.
Once the realm pushed to its limit, Yu Ziqing imdiately activated the Bridge of Fairyland.
The Ninth Tier Peak power of Body Refinent was akin to crossing an invisible bridge, transforming and augnting the Refining God.
Yu Ziqing's hungry ghost phase Yang God instantly took that crucial step, directly surpassing the Ninth Tier Peak, striding toward the Tenth Tier.
Even though one foot had yet to step into the domain of the Tenth Tier, Yu Ziqing felt as if the world instantly changed.
A shackle shattered, a feeling akin to rebirth surfaced in his heart, as if the world suddenly expanded a thousandfold, revealing things he had never been able to see, hear, or sense before.
It was like a shift in perspective, reminiscent of the first ti he saw that ethereal blue sky in the Extrely Cold Forbidden Land.
Yu Ziqing had previously achieved surpassing the Ninth Tier Peak while conscious.
Even simply salvaging in the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, he had personally experienced what surpassing the Ninth Tier Peak felt like.
But never once did he feel as though the world had unveiled, shedding its coverings, becoming so vividly real, allowing him to sense an imasurable amount of information.
The only difference was that previously, the power was obtained directly as a judgnt.
This ti, crossing the boundary relied on Yu Ziqing using his own Divine Skills to cross it.
Though the boundary was crossed the sa, the thod was different, resulting in such a different outco.
Yu Ziqing gazed towards the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, the black mud sea, a malicious swamp, was unlike anything he had seen before.
It wasn't that black energy constantly erged from the Mud Sea, but rather, black energy gently drifted down from the sky.
The black energy descended like sedint, continuously falling onto the surface of the Mud Sea and then slowly sinking in.
He lifted his head, gazing at the sky.
What he saw was countless cracks, the sky akin to a piece of tempered glass riddled with cracks yet not shattered.
The faint wisps of black energy relentlessly drooped from those fissures.
When the energy pooled at a certain height, the presence of the black energy beca discernible.
From this perspective, the Abyss appeared fragnted and wind-swept, suffused with a twilight decline.
No wonder the Spiritual Energy in the Abyss was so thin, nearly nonexistent.
Such a world resembled a bamboo basket incapable of holding any water.
Peering into the Mud Sea of the Muddied World, it was much the sa as before, filled with sludge, as if all the world's malice and filth had settled there.
Both in appearance and feeling, it was more disgusting than before, like a super-concentrated version of the world's gutter after a qualitative change following a quantitative change.
Yu Ziqing's gaze turned towards No. 6 in line, no longer seeing white mist, but a gray fog.
Amidst that gray fog, things transford in his view, materializing as layer upon layer of cabbage-like mory Armor.
Yu Ziqing felt the ever-rising power, extending a hand, clutching at the void.
The mist fell into Yu Ziqing's palm, a full-force strike released, revealing gray mist spraying from the seams of the mory Armor, with everything else compressed inward.
No. 6 in line fainted readily, consciousness plunged into stasis, thoughts ca to a standstill.
At this mont, Yu Ziqing could feel that the power of Refining God was just a mont away from truly stepping into the Tenth Tier.
But it was still just a bit lacking, this major threshold wasn't easy to cross.
Yu Ziqing looked at No. 6 in line held in his hand, for the first ti truly observing what caused these bastards to fall into a coma.
Their consciousness possesses a unique trait, even a common Deity, much like All Gods, possesses this trait.
Though the undying trait of All Gods is much stronger.
The consciousness of No. 6 in line resembled a vague blur, tightly wrapped in the innermost part by the mory Armor.
When he suffered an enormous blow beyond his limits, that active core compressed, stalling, resulting in consciousness comatose, thoughts stagnant.
Yu Ziqing now had a thod to deal with No. 6 in line.
No need to target the core for obliteration; he only needed a way to keep that core spinning the mist representing thought and consciousness perpetually stalled.
Even if he remained, it equated to essentially being dead.
Yu Ziqing differed from past powerhouses, different from the Mountain Lord and even Shi.
The Mountain Lord pursued obliteration and death, wanting the deities to die.
Shi's level was much higher, upon realizing it was hard to kill every deity, he attacked the deities' most core elent to resolve the threat.
Yu Ziqing's purpose has always been clear—to solve the problem.
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