Chapter Thirty-Three: Choice
Jitian quickly gathered the scattered soul flames on the ground, don't let that strange flame burn to ashes, this is the source of his own cultivation. Then he investigated around and saw no threats, he hid in the depths of the stone forest and quickly refined the soul flames.
After a while, the stone forest suddenly burst out with a dazzling purple light. Ji Tian discovered that only by absorbing purple-level or higher soul flames could he have a greater effect on himself. His yuan dan had changed, as if it had collapsed, and the internal air spiritual power was rapidly compressed, causing his yuan dan to shrink as well.
However, the spiritual energy inside had completed its transformation from a gaseous to a liquid state, like an ocean of spiritual energy. The black color made it look somewhat uncomfortable, but not completely dead and still. Occasionally, black ripples would appear on its surface. On top of the elixir, some strange patterns appeared, like mysterious symbols that contained secrets, shining with a faint purple glow.
I didn't realize it before, but it's because they were too faint. The flame that I ignited with my spiritual power was also affected by it and turned purple.
Jì Tiān felt that these patterns were extraordinary and beyond his comprehension. Perhaps he should hide them away.
There is also one's own yuan dan, which cannot be exposed, this is a very strange phenomenon in this enclosed space.
It can evolve into a state that simulates the soul flame, and its own spiritual power can fully support it, which can also confuse the opponent.
Through the soul flames of Feitian Motiger, Ji Tian learned the growth method of the Undead Clan, which is to devour, and there is no other way.
Purple soul flames are a threshold for cultivation. Once broken through, they can refine the evil spirits and killing energies within the space to form a dark fog. They are a means of self-protection as well as an attacking method.
These dark mists can be imbued with various negative emotions such as oppression, death, coldness, desolation and withering by the cultivator's mood, affecting their opponent, and can even directly refine their opponent into a puppet.
Fei Tian Mo Hu was originally a subordinate of a Hei Yan level Skull King, but that Skull King was killed by a Jin Yan level Skull Emperor and was settled with just one slap. The other skulls were either dead or escaped.
It couldn't withstand the pressure of Jin Yan's skull king and fell into a black deep pool, shivering with fear, but also escaped a disaster.
Then he escaped and ran amok in this area.
On the vast black earth, scattered skeletons can be seen everywhere, almost all of which are fragmented.
The cave of Flying Tiger was almost filled with broken bones, which were mostly the remains of their hunting preys.
The dark cave, the stone wall is filled with the marks of years, covered with cracks, and it's unknown how many years have passed. Inside, there are faint green light spots floating around.
The cave was very quiet, except for some broken bones, there was no special place.
In a corner of the cave, some objects were cluttered together, several black stones, which are the most common stones, a withered branch, and half a skull.
Jian Tian just took a glance and lost interest in searching, it was too ordinary.
Not really, there are things brought out from deep mountains by Feitian Motiger, which Feitian Motiger thinks are ordinary.
That withered branch.
In the memory of Fei Tian Mo Hu, it found a cave in the deep pool, where there was a strange plant, black bamboo, but the bamboo had withered and died, easily cut off by Fei Tian Mo Hu's wind blade.
He also remembered that there seemed to be an invisible barrier there, and he found himself unable to enter.
Although I think there are treasures inside, even the treasure that triggered the Skull King.
Ji Tian murmured to himself that he had to go to this place personally, and he vaguely felt that something there would make his trip worthwhile.
Jian Tian picked up the withered bamboo and examined it carefully, but there was nothing unusual about it.
But Ji Tian was not dead-hearted. Any plant that could grow in this barren mountain range should not be underestimated, even if it withered, it was a treasure.
At this time, the black bones that had been dormant in his body for a long time floated slightly.
It seemed that the bamboo also felt the presence of the bones, and suddenly shattered, scattering a few bone fragments wrapped inside towards the black bones.
Black residual bones transmitted intermittent divine consciousness.
"Actually able to transform and bring to life the bamboo spirit, gathering together shattered bones. Unfortunately, the seal was too strong, in the end it still fell into a deep sleep."
Ji Tian now knew what was sealed in the deep pool.
"Alas, it's also hard for you. The road of growth is extremely arduous, although cultivation is not easy, but there is still hope."
"However, your cultivation is a bit too slow. I can help you upgrade a level, but you have to help me find the remaining bones."
Jian Tian remained silent, he once said that he didn't live for others, but for himself. No matter how bitter or tired he was, he wasn't afraid.
"I know what's in your heart, you can be yourself, no one is forcing you, but the path of cultivation is extremely difficult, I really don't want to see you fall along the way, after all, we are one."
"You don't want to borrow the prestige of your predecessors, but you think about it without knowing. Do you only know the outside world? This has already passed for tens of thousands of years. The strong of the Desolate Ancient Era have been nurtured for tens of thousands of years and are about to be born. You don't even have the ability to protect yourself, yet you dare to talk about survival."
"He muttered to himself: 'I don't want to be that person again, I don't' "
"Are you willing to be mediocre and be swallowed up by others, that wisp of residual soul that makes you conscious of him."
"I don't want to be mediocre, I want to be powerful"
"But with your abilities, what makes you think you can stand out in the vast expanse of Honghuang? Without a strong soul power from birth, you're just a pitiful ghost who's barely clinging to existence. You can't even survive on your own."
"Ji Tian roared: 'Why don't you continue his will by yourselves? Why look for me? I want to be myself.'"
"We are not creatures of this world, not recognized by the heavenly way, that's our predicament, so we need your help."
"What if I don't want to?"
"No one is forcing you, I'm confident you'll make the right choice."
"Absolutely not!"
"The sound of 'will' and 'won't' kept swirling in his mind like a curse, driving him nearly mad."
"But how am I supposed to survive in this world, being just a small instrument spirit? This space has been circulating with a legend."
It is said that the strongest in this space is not the Skull Emperor, but a congenital divine spirit. Although he is still in gestation, the slightest thought he releases is something that all Skull Emperors cannot withstand. The Skull Emperors are subservient to him.
He also has a mission to guard the place where the sealed demons are located.
"Demons, haha, isn't this world just a breeding ground for demons?" The black skeleton began to mutter again.
"Heavenly way, don't you know that evil intentions have already merged into this world? This world is cruel, everywhere filled with slaughter, yes, eternal slaughter."
"This is originally a world of demons, a world of evil, and slaughter is the most correct way."
"Why must there be slaughter?"
"Haven't you already embarked on the path of slaughter? Why come ask me? You want to survive, you want to be strong, that's why you kill. Aren't those skulls the ones you killed?"
"Isn't it?"
I've been cultivating this path of slaughter all along, haven't I?
Jing Tian seemed to have scared himself, originally he had been killing all along, but he always thought it was what should be done.
If you don't kill others, you will be killed. If you don't kill others, you can only struggle at the bottom and may not even have the chance to struggle. Others won't give you this opportunity, and you can only become their food source.
"Haha, all you need to do is cultivate this path of slaughter with me. What's the point of paying attention to anything else? All living beings in this world are your targets for slaughter, they are the nourishment for your pursuit of the Great Way. Even those born as divine spirits cannot stop your path."
But is this one's own path? A road of slaughter devoid of any emotions, a ruthless killing spree.
Is this world worth existing when it's all about killing and being killed?
I don't know, I really don't know.
What to do, what to do.
"There is no right or wrong in the world, only eternal survival, or better survival. To survive, one must eliminate the factors that hinder their survival. This is the essence of the way of killing. There's nothing to be concerned about. The world is inherently unfair and full of killings. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so much resentment, hatred, and so many discontented souls turning into ghosts and skulls."
"They also struggled for survival and were killed by other living beings who were struggling to survive. However, they refused to give up, so after death, they became ghosts."
"Why do ghosts, they just want to survive in another form, but still have to face the pressure of survival, so they have to kill, otherwise they can only wait to be swallowed by others and become their nutrients, everything is for survival."
Ji Tian's soul began to become unbalanced, he really only wanted to survive, just for survival.
I also want to survive, so I chose to kill, this is not my fault, I am following the will of heaven to survive.
Heaven has given birth to me, and I must survive; I have done nothing wrong.
It's also not wrong to learn the way of killing, this is the will of heaven and earth.
Yes, I am following the will of Heaven.

