The moment the space-time rift closed, Xia Tianqiong felt as if he had fallen into the depths of space, his body in a state of weightlessness.
His right arm was severed by the crack, but it didn't matter. This body was formed from flames, and without his special control, the flames automatically extended a complete arm.
At this moment, the energy within his body was constantly expanding and contracting, fluctuating wildly and extremely unstable.
He felt like he was about to explode at any moment.
The reason for this is that the Dao Heart has been shattered.
This is a very serious situation!
He comprehended the principle of "cultivating one's own virtue when poor, and benefiting all under heaven when successful" in the human world. He then entered the realm of ghosts to inherit the "Way of Joyful Killing." Later, in Jun Shisan's memories, he merged the two paths mentioned above and comprehended the "Way of Righteous Killing."
This is why he possessed the power of the Demon King!
However, while gaining such great strength, one also gains weaknesses.
That is the heart of the Dao!
Any Demon King, even if their Dao Heart is unstable, will experience a decrease in strength.
If one's Dao heart collapses, it will be a catastrophic danger, and one may even die directly.
It's like going into a state of demonic possession in a martial arts novel.
Xia Tianqiong is currently in this dangerous situation.
The moment he heard that the Ghost Bride had created the rules, his emotions surged and his Dao heart became unstable.
Upon witnessing the murder of the Ghost Bride, boundless rage shattered his Dao Heart.
Thus, they were plunged into extreme danger!
But then he saw the witch bride carrying a clay figure, and suddenly, in addition to anger and resentment, a touch of warmth appeared in his heart.
At that moment, a thought surged into my mind, a thought that was incredibly strong.
He wanted to save Sixiang and take revenge, no matter the cost.
Even if I die in this life, I will continue in the next life and the life after that, and I will never give up until I achieve my goal.
No matter how powerful Jun Shisan is, he hasn't reached the level of a demon god. He still needs to devour others to increase his strength. There must be a way to kill him.
These thoughts inexplicably arose in Xia Tianqiong's mind, and she was unusually determined to have them.
If you think about it calmly, you'll find that it's somewhat irrational and nonsensical.
It's more like the weak comforting themselves before they die!
These very thoughts contained certain principles of Heaven, which reshaped his Dao heart and caused his aura to continuously improve.
However, the reconstructed Dao heart was not stable enough, causing the aura to fluctuate, and it was still on the verge of danger.
At this moment, Xia Tianqiong gradually regained her composure.
Faced with the crisis, instead of panicking, he had a flash of inspiration and began to recall Jun Shisan's memories.
There are more than a dozen kinds of Dao that Jun Shisan comprehended there.
By comprehending these principles and adding them to one's own, one gradually comes to understand a completely new principle—one that relates to adversity and hope.
He continued to push it forward, gradually approaching its limit.
The spacetime rift was not dark; instead, it shone with silver light, as if one were standing amidst lightning.
This place is full of tiny bubbles, each representing a world.
Xia Tianqiong was lost in a moment of enlightenment and paid no attention to his surroundings.
He was like a weightless person, floating in space.
At one point, I suddenly bumped into a small bubble, and then my body twisted and I was instantly sucked in.
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Let's talk about both sides.
The delivery guy summoned tens of thousands of strange beings to the back mountain square. He stood on the high platform and shouted, asking them if they were willing to wait for Xia Tianqiong to return.
A brief silence ensued, followed by a cacophony of noise.
Although Xia Tianqiong rarely appears in public and has never seen many of the strange creatures, he is the core of this big family.
With him gone, the sense of unity dissipated.
Some of the strangeness led to other thoughts.
"Divide the family property and split the money."
"Take out all the ghost money and paper money, and let everyone share it."
"The boss's money, spiritual fruits, and spiritual wine all belong to everyone; no one can keep them all for themselves."
"Yes, you officials can't keep it all to yourselves. You have to share it with everyone, otherwise we won't agree."
In the chaotic square, someone shouted "divide the family" first, and then more and more strange things joined in.
Many others have also explicitly stated that they are willing to wait for the boss to return.
But these sounds were drowned out by excited shouts and sounded very weak.
In addition, many others chose to remain silent and observe, without expressing their own thoughts.
The deliveryman's face darkened, and he shouted, "That's the boss's money, why should we give it to you? Aren't you already getting enough wages and benefits?"
Aside from the boss, whether in the underworld or the human world, can you find better treatment? Without the boss, you are all wandering ghosts and scattered soldiers.
The boss gave you a stable job and a peaceful home. Don't you know how to be grateful?
The boss is only temporarily leaving, and you're already clamoring to split up the business? Don't you have any conscience?
The deliveryman yelled at the top of his lungs, and the whole place immediately fell silent.
His words caused many of the strange creatures to lower their heads, their faces showing remorse.
Thinking about it carefully, if they hadn't joined this group, many of the supernatural beings wouldn't have received the ghost money, let alone had a stable income.
Although I lost some of my freedom, I gained a peaceful life.
This is a benefit that is hard to obtain even in the realm of the supernatural.
In an instant, those strange creatures clamoring to split up all fell silent.
Even those who harbored resentment dared not voice it.
The deliveryman glanced around, his expression softening slightly. "Those who want to leave, I won't force them, but I absolutely won't give them a single penny. Those who stay, everything will remain the same, salary and benefits will not change, and there will be a bonus when the boss returns."
His words immediately calmed many of the strange occurrences.
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