Chapter 41: Fearful Thoughts

  The eerie space has no night and day, and the passage of time is also immeasurable.

  Walking alone in a desolate sky with no help, the whole person is in a state of confusion.

  But in Jitian's body, another scene appeared.

  Jitian's soul confronted a mass of black fog, Jitian felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, his own soul telling him that the other side was very frightening.

  The two have been silently confronting each other for several days, and that black fog seems to be without a sure win, just lurking in the shadows.

  Ji Tian's soul retreated step by step, facing the dark fog without even a hint of resistance.

  The emergence of this situation is related to some residual souls that Ji Tian swallowed after devouring the nine-headed monster lion.

  Those residual souls came from different living beings, but each residual soul carried intense fear. Fear of the heavens and earth, fear of death, and even more so when being refined by the Nine-Headed Lion, these fearful thoughts were absorbed into his soul along with the Devouring Heaven's Sea of Consciousness.

  When Ji Tian's soul did not have strong beliefs to support him, these fears did not stir up waves, but now a fearful thought has emerged in Ji Tian's heart.

  That deeply buried fear in the depths of the soul, once triggered, condensed in the silent sea and grew stronger.

  Jing Tian felt his soul trembling, his hands weakly clenched, silently reciting in his heart: Don't come over, don't come over.

  Time is passing by, and the black smoke is getting stronger and stronger, putting more and more pressure on Ji Tian.

  The dark fog gradually changed into a calm and serene appearance, with a pair of cold eyes staring at the trembling Ji Tian, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

  Ji Tian also gazed at the gradually changing black fog, suddenly the black fog let out a long howl towards the sky, and swung its hand to strike out a divine technique.

  A gigantic palm swept across the soul of the silent sky.

  With a loud "bang", Ji Tian was flung out far away, his entire soul cracking open and constantly churning in the sea of consciousness. Fortunately, there was the golden seawater of the sea of consciousness to repair it, or else Ji Tian's soul would have dissipated.

  That black soul said to the golden soul of Ji Tian: "You'd better let me devour you, and suffer less pain."

  Jing Tian was terrified in his heart, but he shouted with difficulty: "No..."

  "That's it, I'll break you into pieces and devour you." With a wave of his hands, the seawater in the entire ocean churned and condensed into golden water arrows that shot towards Ji Tian.

  "Ah......ah" Ji Tian's soul was constantly pierced by the golden arrow, and his entire soul became weak.

  That dark fog said with a sneer: "Haha, explode for me"

  Golden arrow suddenly burst into fragments in Ji Tian's soul, blasting his soul with a thousand holes.

  Ji Tian involuntarily fled, running away.

  What am I afraid of, why do I just feel very scared in my heart.

  Is it really going to be swallowed up by itself? It has actually lost to itself.

  Why did I lose to myself.

  I am who I am, how can I lose to myself? Where did that dark me come from.

  "Run away, I'm so lonely that I should find some fun, chasing and killing you is my entertainment. Haha."

  Jian Tian felt the other's arrogance, and he had reason to be arrogant, it was I who gave it to him. I didn't even have the thought of resisting, all I could do was sneak away in defeat.

  It's better to let the other party swallow you whole than to be so cowardly and escape. Since you are already so cowardly, why bother existing in this world? What's the point of talking about defying heaven or competing with the Tao when you can't even defeat yourself and don't dare fight back?

  Ji Tian stopped in his tracks, slowly turned around, he couldn't escape like this, even if he was swallowed up, he had to struggle, just like Pangu the Great God, even if it meant being torn apart, he had to strike out with that one blow against the heavens.

  Ji Tian felt a surge of power boiling within his soul, that was the power of faith.

  "Ha ha, why don't you run away? Are you going to resist? Can you? I'm standing right here. Do you dare to make a move?" The dark fog shouted.

  He slowly raised his still-trembling arm, pointing at the dark fog and said: "Why not? Life is but a single death. But even in death, one must stand tall."

  Ji Tian felt his strength recovering steadily, and his body was no longer trembling. With a wave of his hands forward, the entire sea of consciousness roared.

  "I can swallow you once, I can swallow you twice. Give me extinction."

  The sea of knowledge formed a massive wave that filled the sky, and what was even more terrifying was that the entire wave emitted a dazzling golden light.

  "Ah, what is this?" exclaimed the dark fog.

  "This is the power of faith, I have an unyielding conviction."

  That dark fog felt itself being melted by this golden ocean, letting out a cry for mercy.

  A sudden movement in his heart, perhaps he should keep it for himself, but how it was formed is still unclear.

  The remaining black fog was refined by Ji Tian into a black orb.

  The silent sky floated silently in the sea of consciousness, measuring the black ball in his hand, a thread of fear generated deep within his soul, quickly merging into the small ball.

  Ji Tian smiled bitterly and said, "It turns out that it was his own fearful thoughts. The more he feared him, the stronger he became. He almost got consumed by his own fear."

  Jì Tiān thought of destroying it with a wave of his hand, but after some consideration, he threw it into the Sea of Consciousness. Since he had already overcome his fear, he decided to keep it.

  That black little ball fell into the sea of recognition and turned into a steep mountain, with its peak like a sword, shining with sharp edges.

  Gazing at the mountain of fear in the sea of consciousness, he was deeply contemplative. At the beginning of life, one will encounter many desires, and when faced with hardships and the unknown, these will evoke fear. When tempted, one will feel greedy; when infatuated, one will be obsessed. People will become angry and hateful. Everyone's heart has more or less chaotic thoughts, which can become overwhelming. Those whose hearts are not firm, who have fears, who are hindered, will gradually be submerged by these chaotic thoughts, losing their souls. Practitioners of the Way must eliminate and refine these thoughts to make their minds complete.

  Maybe you can use these distractions to defeat your opponent.

  He tempered his fear and felt refreshed, even if there were high mountains and treacherous terrain ahead, he would not be deterred from advancing forward. I will press on undaunted.

  Ji Tian's primordial spirit cleared up, and he found himself trapped in an unknown space, unable to escape for the time being. There must be a way out.

  That nine-headed monster lion must be related to this, and that guy doesn't know where he's hiding either.

  He closed his eyes and sank into deep thought, wondering how he could find that strange guy.

  "The Soul Summoning Technique" is incomplete, and the range of summoning is not large, but this chaotic space may work. Using the Nine-Headed Lion's method to summon it, this is called "Master Yi's Long Technique to Control Yi". Fortunately, I have refined that guy's residual soul, but haven't erased its consciousness yet.

  Ji Tian smiled faintly: "This is the reason why the Nine-Headed Lion Monster refined the residual soul of Jiu instead of directly erasing his original body's consciousness. He wants to use the Soul-Gathering Technique to gather the residual souls of the same origin."

  Ji Tian extracted a strand of divine consciousness from the sea of consciousness, where there was the awareness of the nine-headed monstrous lion.

  Then, with spiritual power, he condensed it into a three-inch divine platform, imprisoning that piece of divine consciousness on the platform, continuously casting out magical incantations, silently reciting the mantra in his mouth.

  An invisible wave emanated from the altar as its center and spread out in all directions.

  Ji Tian struck out the last talisman on the divine stage and shouted: "Soul return, gather!"

  The divine platform shook violently, and Ji Tian's eyebrows furrowed tightly as he muttered to himself, "Not good, that guy's soul power is too strong!" He hastily infused his own divine consciousness into the platform, and from the Sea of Consciousness, he grasped a thread of fear and condensed it into a Sword of Fear, throwing it into the platform to slash at him. He bellowed, "Soul return! Gather!"

  A reluctant roar echoed through, followed by a black lion-like creature being summoned.

  The nine-headed lion monster trembled all over its body and let out a weak roar.

  Ji Tian is now fortunate to have good luck, if he hadn't refined his fear, he would really have no way to deal with this nine-headed monster lion, after all, the opponent's soul and divine consciousness are not weaker than his own.

  The nine-headed monster lion is now filled with fear, it is the remnant soul of the chaotic creature nine-headed barbaric lion, with the most intense fear in its heart. It was shattered by Yangmei Daxian's spatial technique, and forever suffered the pain of being hacked by the spatial blade. If not for Pangu's creation of heaven and earth allowing a thread of his remnant soul to escape, he might still be suffering from the spatial blade. His own punch had already increased the fear in its heart, and now he struck it again with the sword of fear.

  Ji Tian now has no idea how to deal with this nine-headed lion, his soul is almost overwhelmed by the fear, the power of his soul is already weakened to the extreme, even if he refines it, he won't get much soul power, and will only let such a strong fear drift away.

  I don't know if it can make him merge with his own fears and form a strange existence.

  A ghost body dominated by anxiety.

  Ji Tian still had to refine the soul of the nine-headed lion first, he needed to obtain the memories of the nine-headed lion, which could be said to be a legacy from the chaos.

  Jitian obtained a large amount of information, although much of it was so vague. The Soul Technique could actually be used in this way, mainly including Illusion Technique, Curse Technique, and Control Technique.

  Soul Summoning Technique is a control technique that can be used to refine the Soul Summoning Flag, allowing for the capture of an opponent's soul and also utilizing the power of the soul to control the ghosts within the flag to fight against enemies.

  Necromancy is a spell that requires sacrifice, using part of one's own body to borrow power from heaven and earth. Necromancy is relatively simple, just sacrificing a strand of one's own spiritual consciousness will do.

  The ghost body has no physical form and can only be cultivated into a yin spirit, achieving the status of a ghost immortal. However, there are more obstacles on the path to cultivation, and it is most afraid of objects with extreme yang energy. Fortunately, there is the method of seizing and replacing.

  The demon body fears the divine thunder, the nine heavens divine thunder, the purple light flies horizontally between heaven and earth, destroying everything. The nine-headed monster lion's deep fear of the divine thunder is deeply imprinted on its soul.

  This space is part of the Jiuyou Baigudazhen, and Yangmei Daxian is also a ruthless character. Afraid that the soul of the Nine-Headed Barbarian Lion would escape, he actually used the bone powder of the White Jade Bone Bell, the treasure of the Nine-Headed Barbarian Lion, to set up this Jiuyou Baigudazhen. If it weren't for Pangu Dashi breaking open one corner, the remnant soul of the Nine-Headed Barbarian Lion would have been sealed alive by the array sooner or later.

  Ji Tian delved deep into the golden sea of consciousness, carefully examining the nine-headed lion that had been refined into a manifestation of fear. It lay prostrate on the mountain of terror, still asleep, but the undulating waves of fearful thoughts nearly drowned him.

  Ji Tian muttered to himself: "From now on, you will be called Jiǔ Jù", the nine-headed lion's sleeping head moved slightly, as if acknowledging this name.