[Another group of evildoers! You are furious. How can these people all be so wicked, always wanting to kill, and even wanting to become the demon god's lackeys!?]
[Kill them, you must kill them all. You wield a blood-stained blade, spinning like a top whipped by a copper-tipped belt. From high above, it will appear as if someone is using blood-stained ink to smear paint on paper, ink splattering everywhere.]
After a long while, you stood alone in the blood-stained hall, your breath deep and resonant: "There is more. There are more monarchs on this continent, and more resources awaiting me."
[In the 273rd year of the Great Glory, you traversed this land, killing one person with every step, leaving no trace for a thousand miles. After each massacre, you felt the impact on your spirit lessen, and sought out a secluded mountain forest to cultivate yourself.]
In the same year, the Blood Essence Fusion Technique was perfected.
"The impact is getting smaller and smaller? I'm afraid it has already turned into the shape of a bloodthirsty monster?" Yun Shou was speechless. The human body has a protective mechanism that automatically filters out some things.
For example, drinking too much alcohol can cause blackouts, where one forgets what happened while they were drunk and confused.
For example, some mental illnesses, such as amnesia after being frightened, are quite difficult to trigger.
So if you've become accustomed to this image, then your brain will no longer need to experience blackouts, headaches, or confusion.
[You feel this balanced lifestyle of work and rest is quite good. Every time you refresh your aptitude and then go to the mountains to experience nature and improve your martial arts, your muscles and bones are becoming more and more coordinated, and you're almost able to let out a dragon's roar.]
You walk steadily and slowly towards the heart of this continent, where the royal family and the incarnation of the rightful deity reside.
That place was called Shenjing.
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