Qi Zhiheng wanted to ask for more details, but the moon beast rolled its eyes at him: "If I knew, wouldn't I become a god?"
Qi Zhiheng silently shut up.
"Alright, let's go out. What happens next is beyond our control." After telling her what she knew, Yuehua and Yangzhen went back to continue their cultivation.
Qi Zhiheng left the space and stared at Wuhai for a while, lost in thought.
Whether I can survive in this Wuhai is truly an unknown.
Qi Zhiheng sensed the Daoist contract between himself and Yang Yitian, the wondrous connection that bound them so tightly together.
Qi Zhiheng took a step and jumped from the edge of the cliff into the Wuhai Sea.
The black seawater soaked him completely, and as the seawater invaded, Qi Zhiheng felt as if he were melting away.
He even experienced a moment of disorientation, but the moon beast's advice still echoed in his ears. He kept his mind clear at all times and was determined not to let himself fall into chaos.
The feeling was strange; he felt like a small part of the seawater in Wuhai, and he had completely given up control of his body.
Because of his clear mind, he could feel the flow of his body, which was flowing with the flow of the Wuhai Sea.
He felt himself flowing in one direction.
The situation in the sea is not very clear; besides the slowly flowing water, there are many whirlpools. One wrong move and you could be swept into one.
Qi Zhiheng sank lower and lower until all the light disappeared.
Every now and then, a tearing force would separate him, only for him to come back together again.
During the repeated attempts, Qi Zhiheng nearly lost consciousness several times, but he persevered in the end.
After staying in Wuhai for a while, Qi Zhiheng discovered the other people.
Those people can most likely no longer be called "human." Their bodies have become one with the waters of Wuhai, and they may have even been assimilated by the waters of Wuhai long ago.
Unable to tell the time in the darkness, and just as Qi Zhiheng was about to lose his senses, a ray of light finally appeared before him.
The ray of light was like a guiding signpost. Just as he was about to pass in front of it, Qi Zhiheng felt as if a voice in his heart was urging him to go in.
Qi Zhiheng could feel that the power within the light was extremely compatible with the "Ten Thousand Yuan Derivative Technique" he was cultivating. He didn't know where the power came from, but he broke free from Wu Hai's control, and the blackness belonging to his body gradually surged towards the direction of the light, following his thoughts.
Soon another pulling force appeared, as if grabbing Qi Zhiheng's ankle, preventing him from entering that forbidden area.
Qi Zhiheng pulled hard, breaking free from the hand that was holding him, and successfully squeezed his body into the light.
The Chaos Sea was not black as Qi Zhiheng had imagined, but rather white, forming a stark contrast with the waters of the Black Sea.
Qi Zhiheng had just emerged from the Wuhai Sea, like a blob of ink poured into a lump of milk.
There were several other black figures around me that looked somewhat similar to myself. They must have also passed the test of the Chaos Sea and been sent from the Black Sea to the Chaos Sea.
Qi Zhiheng was only momentarily distracted by the light; his attention quickly shifted away from the other black elements. He tried to remove the black from his body and blend it into the white.
He needs to break free from the assimilation of the Wuhai Sea and re-condense the seawater of the Chaos Sea into a physical form.
What should one do in a situation like this? Qi Zhiheng tried to clear his mind.
As he was thinking this, the blackness within his body gradually dissolved, a sensation akin to being gnawed at by thousands of ants.
Soon, Qi Zhiheng felt his "feet" disappear.
It started from the feet and spread in other directions.
Qi Zhiheng melted away again. It was the white, chaotic seawater that washed away the traces of Wuhai from his body.
When all the blackness dissipated, Qi Zhiheng found that he could still think, and he was overjoyed.
He looked at the black waters of the Wuhai Sea, which were still black just moments before.
Clearly, these people cannot assimilate to the Chaos Sea like I have.
Qi Zhiheng became part of the Chaos Sea, and the Chaos Sea gained even more control over his body. At this moment, he felt like a lamb to the slaughter.
But he clearly didn't like such restrictions.
He could no longer control his body; the only thing he could control was his soul.
The only thing the soul can control is the law!
Qi Zhiheng gradually expanded his domain of laws, absorbing his own chaotic seawater into it.
As he encroached upon the space of the Chaos Sea between the realms of laws, the feeling of being unable to control himself gradually disappeared.
Qi Zhiheng tried to move his liquid self, but while he could control the white, chaotic seawater, he couldn't solidify it into a human form.
Qi Zhiheng had no other choice but to try different methods again and again.
The realm opened and then closed, and time slipped away amidst his various attempts...
The Fourth Heaven.
Yang Yitian sensed the direction of his belongings and went to retrieve them.
That was one-sixth of his cultivation level.
He then found a place to begin refining and absorbing this cultivation.
Since this was originally his own cultivation level, it wasn't difficult to refine.
After this refining process, countless days passed. When Yang Yitian reappeared, his cultivation level had reached the mid-stage of Immortal Lord.
Yang Yitian was about to go up to the next level, but he stopped in the end. Before leaving, he decided to go to the Third Heaven.
He checked the date; three years had passed since his last departure.
Upon arriving at the Third Heaven, Yang Yitian headed straight for Qi Zhiheng's residence. This was the address he later found out.
The outside was surrounded by layers of array formations.
Yang Yitian knew too many ways to break the formation, so he directly used the soul power that Qi Zhiheng had left on him to activate the formation and enter.
Numerous spirit fields had been cultivated in this area, planted with seedlings of immortal herbs. Yang Yitian sensed the surroundings but couldn't detect any trace of Qi Zhiheng. So he wandered around the area aimlessly.
His whereabouts were quickly discovered by the Soul-Eating Insects.
The insect king, now a Devouring Insect, arrived with the little black dragon.
Yang Yitian also saw them at the same time.
Both the Devouring Sky Worm and the Little Black Dragon knew Yang Yitian, so they didn't make any big moves.
Yang Yitian asked, "Where is my Daoist partner?"
The Devouring Insect knew more than the Little Black Dragon, so it answered Yang Yitian's question: "Master went to explore the secret realm several years ago and hasn't returned yet."
Yang Yitian wasn't too worried. He had a Daoist partner contract with Qi Zhiheng, so if Qi Zhiheng were in great danger, he would sense it. Since he didn't sense it now, it meant that Qi Zhiheng was currently alright.
As for not coming out of the secret realm for such a long time, this is a very common situation. Some people have been in the secret realm for decades.
Yang Yitian just felt that he was having some bad luck. He had finally decided to come down, but he didn't see anyone!
He asked, "Which secret realm did he go to?"
"It seems to be called Wuhai Secret Realm."
"Can someone stay in the Wuhai Secret Realm for so long?" Although somewhat suspicious, Yang Yitian didn't press the matter further. Time was of the essence, and since he hadn't found Qi Zhiheng, he left again.
He found a place to get a pass and entered the Fifth Heaven.
Qi Zhiheng was unable to solidify his body in the chaotic sea, so he figured something out and directly assimilated the chaotic seawater within his range with himself, making this part of the seawater his own.
Qi Zhiheng gradually encroached upon the territory of the Chaos Sea.
Wherever there is black, dark water, it repels them all out of its domain of laws.
Once Qi Zhiheng had conquered a certain area, he began to shrink his power.
What is shrinking here is its own volume, not its territory.
The Chaos Sea seems boundless; if the condition for becoming a god is to subdue the entire Chaos Sea, then Qi Zhiheng, a mere Earth Immortal, would likely find it difficult to accomplish this.
After expanding his territory, Qi Zhiheng noticed that his cultivation level was improving, though the improvement was not very noticeable.
Just as the individuals themselves could assimilate this seawater, the seawater of this chaotic sea could also assimilate them.
Qi Zhiheng's only thought was to compress all the seawater, perhaps because he was still a pool of liquid, which prevented him from solidifying. He then retracted a large area of his body and focused on condensing it into the dantian, the most important part of a cultivator's dantian.
The formation of the dantian was much simpler than Qi Zhiheng had imagined. Starting with the dantian, the next step was the spiritual root. Then came the meridians…
After a complete system of cultivation was assembled and perfected, Qi Zhiheng began to operate the "Ten Thousand Yuan Derivative Technique".
Chaotic divine power filled his meridians and dantian...
Since the meridians and dantian are also formed from the condensation of chaotic seawater, they are not rejected when absorbing chaotic divine power.
With the impact of the Chaos Divine Power, Qi Zhiheng's cultivation level quickly rose from Earth Immortal to Celestial Immortal.
The Heavenly Dao is completely shielded in the Chaos Sea, so there is no such thing as tribulation lightning. Once one truly becomes a god, one is no longer subject to judgment by heavenly lightning.
After reaching the level of a Celestial Immortal, he did not rush to continue cultivating, but instead began to condense his own skeleton.
Qi Zhiheng had already cultivated the "Five Elements Body Forging Technique," so his physical attributes were already quite good. With the reshaping effect of the Chaos Divine Power, his physical constitution would only be stronger than before.
The first thing to materialize was Qi Zhiheng's head, followed by his neck, sternum, spine, and so on.
Only after his own feet were completed did he begin to integrate his internal organs and muscles.
His muscles were indeed formed, but there wasn't a single drop of blood on them.
The blood of God is divine blood, and it is not easy to obtain divine blood, let alone to be condensed so simply.
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