"It’s grown a tiny bit, almost an imperceptible small improvent!"
Zheng Yi frowned slightly.
After clearing out a horde of zombies in a town, Zheng Yi confird his feeling that the golden seed had indeed grown.
Thus, more questions surged in his mind.
After a while, matching many of the details of the Great Yi City Immortal Realm in his mind, Zheng Yi still didn’t dare to make an easy conclusion.
But then, Zheng Yi had a flash of inspiration, and a bold idea erged in his mind.
"This trace of golden light, obtained from the heavens and the earth after slaying zombies..."
"Unknown source, unknown specifics, even unknown how it’s produced, yet it can have a very powerful suppressive effect on the backlash of the Soul-Catching Banner..."
"Could it truly be the kind of thing I imagined?"
"However, it’s still too early to draw conclusions now, and I can’t be certain. It requires further verification."
Thinking of this, Zheng Yi decided to calm down and carefully discern without jumping to conclusions.
After collecting a small number of Zombie Crystal Cores, he left again.
...
Whoosh!
At sunset, a sudden gust of wind blew up in a concealed ruin without any warning.
A chilly aura rapidly spread around, and one by one, grotesque phantoms appeared in mid-air.
This was exactly a nest nourishing Yin Soul Resentful Ghosts, and from the scattered white bones around, it could be seen that this was once a terrifying place of death.
The humans who died here, under the illumination of the Blood Moon, could not leave for a long ti. The resentnt they bred reassembled, transforming this place into a dead land, a Ghost Acupoint gathering nurous Yin Soul Resentful Ghosts.
Suddenly in the distance, a figure cloaked in black, shrouded in a faint black fog, strolled over step by step, each stride spanning over ten ters.
The speed was as fast as lightning, and only upon nearing did it finally halt.
"This is a Yin Sha Ghost Land, if it could be preserved for a hundred years, perhaps it would beco a Ghostly Land."
It must be said, in a Doomsday World lacking Spiritual Energy, the birth of such a terrifying Yin Sha Ghost Land was indeed sowhat unbelievable.
In the Immortal Realm like Great Yi City, to give birth to such a Yin Sha Ghost Land, it would require many conditions, things that the Doomsday World doesn’t possess.
We can only say, this Doomsday World is truly bizarre, having sacrificed the life of the entire world, becoming grotesque and fantastical, deviating from the track of the normal world.
Roar!
As the figure appeared, the nurous condensed Resentful Ghosts naturally noticed, roaring as they charged towards the figure.
In a flash, the figure was enveloped in an azure shield, surrounded by grimacing ghost entities, stretching out their sharp ghost claws.
In the encirclent of the black fog, countless ghostly hands frantically tore and grabbed, trying to pull the figure out and tear it apart.
"Begin!"
A ball of azure ghost fire suddenly soared, and those grotesque ghost entities touched by the ghost fire ignited like torches, burst into flas.
Clusters of ghost entities began to burn, forming massive ghostly fireballs suspended in the air, the ghastly green firelight reflecting on the figure’s face, revealing a clear visage.
At the sa ti, Zheng Yi took out the Soul-Catching Banner, casually waved, and the small Demon Banner in his palm swiftly expanded, quickly becoming a half-ter-long flag.
The pitch-black banner surface was covered with blood-colored patterns, coagulating into eerie runes faintly visible.
The Soul-Catching Banner fluttered in the wind before Zheng Yi, a person-high vortex ford at the center of the black fog, seemingly creating a vast passage.
Under the command of the Red-clothed Female Ghost, the main soul of the Soul-Catching Banner, nurous Yin Soldiers and ghost entities sward towards the plethora of ghost entities.
"Sure enough, it’s not just slaying zombies..."
"Eliminating these Resentful Ghosts has a similarly unknown power feedbacking onto ..."
"That trace of golden light... has indeed grown."
The level of these Yin Soul Resentful Ghosts was above that of the zombie horde, and after wiping out a large number of ghost entities, Zheng Yi noticed the golden seed in his Sea of Consciousness seed to glow even brighter.
The nest of Yin Soul Resentful Ghosts that developed in the wilds naturally wasn’t a match for the Ghost Soldiers in the Soul-Catching Banner, being swept clean by the Yin Soldiers led by the Red-clothed Fierce Ghost.
Along the way, the Soul-Catching Banner also absorbed the source of Evil Qi that nourished the ghost entities within.
Seeing the ghost entity nest had been completely cleared out, Zheng Yi controlled the Soul-Catching Banner.
With a commanding shout, the black fog once again ford a massive vortex passage, leading the Red-clothed Female Ghost and the Yin Soldiers and Fierce Ghosts in retreat.
This ti, having devoured nurous Resentful Spirits, the Yin Soldiers and Fierce Ghosts grew in power once more, but as Zheng Yi summoned them, they obediently returned to the Soul-Catching Banner, lacking the subconscious resistance they forrly had.
Having been bathed in the mysterious golden light, the Yin Soldiers and Fierce Ghosts in the Soul-Catching Banner seed to have been cleansed of so of their resentnt and Evil Qi, their thoughts much clearer.
No longer in that bloodlust-driven frenzy upon contact with blood, nor rely a muddled collection of Resentful Spirits, they gained so self-awareness, with more awe and fear towards Zheng Yi, the master of the Soul-Catching Banner.
Having enhanced their strength considerably again, this ti they dared not provoke or clash, but obediently returned within the Soul-Catching Banner.
"Indeed! That mysterious golden light might truly be as I imagined, the Power of rit spoken of in legends within the Great Yi City Immortal Realm, which only High-Tier Cultivators can sense..."
"I’ve never heard of any Power of rit forming a semi-tangible state directly observable..."
"And this Power of rit from the Doomsday World can be obtained so simply, just by slaying zombies and Resentful Ghosts?"
The Power of rit, in the legends of the Great Yi City Immortal Realm, is a kind of Heavenly Dao feedback that only High-Tier Cultivators can sense or utilize.
Typically, only by doing great ritorious deeds, or slaying demons, cutting down blood plague-ridden demons, can one mystically receive feedback from this kind of power.
This power is of no use to Low-Tier Cultivators, who can’t even perceive it.
But it’s widely spoken of because, according to records circulated in the Great Yi City Immortal Realm, this Power of rit is a force many High-Tier Cultivators dream of.
While it cannot be used for combat or enhancing Cultivation, it possesses an extraordinary effect where it can transform decay into the miraculous, dispersing or avoiding catastrophic tribulations for High-Tier Cultivators by eliminating Karmic Force on them.
Cultivators act against the natural order, plundering the resources of heaven and earth for their own Longevity and boundless Magical Power, yet they unconsciously accumulate a lifeti of Karmic Force.
Even the ascetic True Cultivators of high morals cannot escape this fate.
It’s just a matter of the depth or shallowness of that Karmic Force.
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