Chapter 59: Time Divine Rule, Undying Demon Skill

After doing all this, Feng Yi felt a stir in his heart, and the yin-yang bagua diagram between heaven and earth dissipated invisibly.

Afterwards, he looked at the curse master old man who had lost his breath, and slightly shook his head.

"When one's own essence, energy, and spirit have not yet truly become strong, and cannot fully bear the might of heaven and earth, if one prematurely takes shortcuts by borrowing heaven and earth's great power, it's fine if no mistake occurs, but once a mistake happens, this is the outcome!"

This thought arose in his mind, and Feng Yi also vaguely understood why the curse master's cultivation system, which holds a huge advantage in the early stage, hardly produces any notable experts in the later stage.

The essence of the cultivation way in these heavens lies in developing one's own potential, continually breaking one's own shackles, so that one's essence, energy, and spirit are completely sublimated.

Therefore, only power that truly belongs to oneself can help one ascend to the peak of cultivation, especially when stepping onto the stone person or supreme ancestral god path in the later stage—this is even more so.

The curse master's way, this cultivation system that borrows the power of heaven and earth, indeed holds an advantage over other cultivation systems in early combat; just from the fact that curse masters can fly directly without having entered the Void-Traveling Half-God Realm shows this.

But in the later stage, other systems have refined their essence, energy, and spirit to perfection and begin to comprehend the changes in the rules of heaven and earth; at this point, the curse master's system not only loses any advantage, its shortcomings in essence, energy, and spirit begin to show, and it gradually fades among the crowd.

"It seems that if one were to take the path of the Stone Person King incarnating as Stone City in the future, it would be best to choose the martial cultivator's system in the early stage; whereas if one chooses to pursue the Supreme Ancestral God path by comprehending changes in divine ability rules, the true cultivation system is quite suitable."

Countless thoughts surged in his mind; after a while, Feng Yi slightly shook his head, temporarily dispelling these thoughts.

Now all of this is still far away from him; for the time being, there's no need to consider so much.

Moreover, the Heavenly Stele Mystic Law he cultivates comes from the Great Dao insights of many sovereigns, having already surpassed the limits of all major cultivation systems; he can freely choose whichever system's path to follow.

His thoughts turning, Feng Yi directed his gaze toward the middle-aged man holding a long saber.

At this moment, this middle-aged cultivator also completely came to his senses from being intimidated by the dragon's might.

However, seeing that in just a moment of distraction, several companions whose strength was not inferior to his own were either dead or captured, and that fearsome black-robed youth turned his gaze onto himself, his heart instantly rose with boundless chill.

Without the slightest intention to rescue his companions, his figure instantly turned into a stream of light and fled toward the distance.

Dingdong

Just then, a distant and ethereal qin sound suddenly rang out, as if containing the cycle of life and death of all things in nature, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth.

Hmm

The middle-aged man who was running suddenly let out a muffled groan and, without thinking, stopped his steps, his eyes showing a dazed look.

Black and white specks of light flickered in the space between heaven and earth, seeming to contain the meaning of life and death—one note gives life, one note takes life.

The qin sound continued, growing ever more intense; the heavenly and earthly qi violently trembled, and the middle-aged man's eyes gradually bulged, his veins writhing like worms all over his body, as if his very vitality were being incessantly drained.

After an unknown amount of time, a sharp, ringing qin sound rang out, and the middle-aged man collapsed with a thud, his whole body enveloped in a gloomy, cold deathly intent, as if he had been dead for many years.

On the other side, seeing the fallen middle-aged man, a hint of thought appeared in Feng Yi's eyes, but then he slightly shook his head.

Although directly killing a cultivator of the same rank with qin sound is already quite powerful, to him it seems rather useless.

Because he could strike directly, he could easily kill this middle-aged cultivator of the Soul Concealment Realm before him, and it would be more convenient, taking less time.

Perhaps because the two qin dao cultivation methods he has sorted out are incomplete, Feng Yi feels that using qin sound as an aid—whether to speed up his own cultivation, help teammates increase strength, or recover from injuries—is more useful than using it directly against enemies.

"Forget it, better than nothing!"

This thought arose in his mind, and Feng Yi turned his gaze to Lan Nuo and the old man fighting her.

"Not good!"

Feeling the gaze of the black-robed youth, the old man who was battling the white-clad woman before him instantly felt his hairs stand on end.

Although the battle just now happened very quickly, even making one dazzled, he clearly saw everything.

Four companions who were not much weaker than him, in front of this black-robed youth of the same realm, were so fragile that within just a few breaths they were either captured or slaughtered by the opponent's overwhelming force.

Were it not for the restriction and sealing of experts above the Void-Traveling Half-God Realm on Dragon Island, the old man would even think that this black-robed youth was actually a half-god.

Such a powerful being has noticed him; how could he not be terrified?

"Damn, isn't there a forbidden seal on Dragon Island? How could such a powerful existence appear?"

Cursing inwardly, the old man immediately stimulated his potential, employing a method with huge side effects to forcibly increase his strength.

The next moment, the old man raised his long sword, and a blazing sword light appeared, stirring the surrounding heaven and earth qi, aiming to drive back the white-clad woman before him, whose strength was also strange and far beyond that of an ordinary Mundane Transcendent cultivator.

Hum

But just as the old man's attention was drawn to Feng Yi, Lan Nuo's aura shifted slightly, carrying a hint of vagueness, and the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to become sluggish.

Clang

A low-pitched sword hum rang out, and a hazy, ancient sword light appeared, tearing through the void, as if causing the surrounding void to faintly lose its color, turning black and white.

The old man's figure was instantly affected by the surrounding heaven and earth, also falling into sluggishness, as if becoming a black-and-white scroll.

"Time Divine Rule."

"You, a mere Mundane Transcendent cultivator, how could you"

An incredulous exclamation burst from the old man's mouth, but before his words finished, the sword light, as if piercing through time, directly struck his brow.

At this moment his movements became extremely slow; he watched the sword light fall, helpless to stop it.

Boom

The next moment, the old man's eyes widened in unwillingness as he looked ahead, then he collapsed with a boom.

Ha!

Sheathed her sword, Lan Nuo let out a long breath.

After entering the Nirvana Realm, one's cultivation is inherently beyond one's control—strong, it rivals longevity; weak, it is even inferior to the Soul Concealment Realm.

Furthermore, upon first arriving at Dragon Island, unaware of the rules, she chose to resist the Heavenly Stele seal head-on and suffered severe injuries; even with Fellow Daoist Feng's help, to avoid affecting her foundation, she sealed her cultivation below the Soul Concealment Realm.

With her current cultivation, forcibly using the Time Divine Rule, which can affect Soul Concealment cultivators, also consumes a great deal.

If it weren't for Fellow Daoist Feng nearby having completely dealt with the other enemies, she would not so easily unleash this move.

On the other side, seeing Lan Nuo settle the last enemy, Feng Yi turned his gaze toward the old man he himself had sealed.

"The inheritance of the Undying Sect. The application of the Undying Evil King's Way of Life and Death."

His thoughts turning, Feng Yi pointed a finger, and the Fuxi Qin appeared above the old man's head, emanating a sacred, ethereal qi that enveloped him.

Without Feng Yi needing to actively activate it, the qin sound rang out on its own, the qin melody lingering, causing the old man's spirit to fall into a dazed state.

Subsequently, Feng Yi's aura shifted, as if ancient dragon patterns faintly appeared and disappeared, his pupils turning light gold as he gazed at the old man.

Besides being able to turn illusion into reality, using language and text as a medium to guide fate's course and make everything real, the audience's path is also the master of the spirit.

Om

As he exerted his innate divine ability, Feng Yi instantly invaded the old man's deep spirit, invaded his spirit island; countless information surfaced in his mind, sorted by his instinct, and all useless chaotic information was erased.

Ding dong

The qin sound rang out continuously without Feng Yi's prompting, both soothing the old man's subconscious and continually influencing his thoughts.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Yi felt a stir in his heart, vaguely seeming to 'see' information composed of runes each containing the meaning of life and death.

But just then, the old man's sea of spirit surged violently, a powerful restriction suddenly appeared, exuding an intent of destructive death, seeking to erase all that information.

At the same time, this restriction seal seemed to also directly draw the old man's vitality, intending to turn into a death curse to attack Feng Yi.

However, the next moment, the Fuxi Qin trembled slightly, a lingering qin sound rang out, transforming into an illusory yin-yang bagua diagram, directly dispelling that restriction.

Feng Yi merely sensed all this quietly, his expression hardly changed.

In this world, basically all major sects' techniques, when imparted to disciples, are sealed with restrictions that cannot be transmitted outward.

After all, if there were no restrictions, any randomly picked disciple who hadn't grown up would obtain that sect's techniques!

However, with the Fuxi Qin present, unless a restriction above the ancestral gods appears, all restrictions are mere clouds before Feng Yi.

As the restriction was dispelled, runes containing the meaning of life and death appeared one after another in Feng Yi's mind and spirit, forming a profound technique that embodies the way of life and death.

'Undead Devil Technique.'

'Seems incomplete.'

'That's right, how could a disciple at only the Secret Storage Realm obtain a complete technique?'

'However, for now it's sufficient for me.'

(End of chapter)