After treatnt, the depleted essence has been restored — in the end, it's just an illusion technique.
However, the confidence is almost gone.
Mrs. Huansha trembled. She knew the rule that "dying in the reincarnation space ans dying in the real world too." So, she was terrified.
— Who would have thought? That little demon actually... actually made a move! It seems like to him, Divine Separation cultivators are like used handkerchiefs, thrown away at will...
— Could it be, in his eyes, we Divine Separation Stage cultivators have no value at all...
The sa goes for other low-level cultivators. This ti, not only did one Divine Separation Stage cultivator die, the mortality rate among low-level cultivators was even higher, directly losing half. The remaining half are either looking dim or have a mad deanor, probably lingering by the cliff of death for a long ti.
— Death Mission...
— This is the Death Mission...
No one stood out to speak.
Fan Zhongxing stood up, took a deep breath, trying to boost morale: "Alright, we... can go back now..."
At this mont, thick fog rolled swiftly, then retreated in all directions.
"What's going on?"
"Shouldn't we be returning to the square of the Reincarnation Realm?"
"Why is this happening?"
"Could the Death Mission have a continuation?"
"Why?"
The unprecedented anomaly made everyone panic.
At this mont, the voice of the Reincarnation Realm Master resounded once more.
"Conquer death, delve into reincarnation, new secrets shall be open to you."
"The purpose of the Reincarnation Realm will be presented before you."
After the fog retreated, everyone arrived in a small grove. A beggar, dressed in rags, was limping along.
Xiao Jizong exclaid: "Bai Liu?"
This was Bai Liu, the cultivator they altered history to save!
Bai Liu turned a blind eye to everyone. Xiao Jizong tried to step forward to greet him. However, his outreached hand passed through Bai Liu's body without any hindrance.
"This is an illusion!"
Everyone realized it.
The Reincarnation Realm Master displayed this scene alone, surely there is a deeper aning...
Everyone watched as Bai Liu walked into a small village.
Then, day and night alternated rapidly as if gone mad, only slowing at certain special monts to let everyone witness so historical fragnts. Soon, they saw what followed.
Bai Liu married, had children, lived through the era of the Holy Infant Sect's rule, and passed away in this small village. Then, so pieces of jade were treated as family heirlooms, passed down generation after generation.
Sotis from father to son, sotis from father-in-law to son-in-law, sotis from master to disciple. The surnas of the inheritors changed several tis.
Until, a young boy took over those pieces of jade.
Wu Qi suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
All Luochen Sword Palace disciples shivered.
That face, though much younger than they rembered, was a visage they would recognize even if it turned to ashes.
Xia Li.
This young boy was Xia Li!
"I see, no wonder he's so powerful, no wonder the Third Elder didn't kill him before..."
"He is indeed the last descendant of the Luofu Xuanqing Palace!"
Seeing the expressions of the Luochen Sword Palace disciples, most realized sothing was amiss.
Mrs. Huansha did not comprehend. Before Wang Qi left Luochen Sword Palace, he had already entrusted Mi to once again distort his appearance with the Transformation Divine Power. The face seen by the Ruyi Daoist School and Heart Demon Illusion Sect mbers bore no resemblance to "Xia Li."
Fan Zhongxing curiously asked. Wu Qi explained Xia Li's matter. Of course, including how Xia Li cut off Xiao Changgu's arm and was taken away by Ru Tianqi, eventually becoming the Third Elder's disciple.
"Lian Yichen and Elder Lian must have seen his potential, and Elder Ru Tianqi likely knew about this and made a deal..." Xiao Jizong joined the discussion.
At this mont, Wu Qi had a flash of insight: "I rember, recently, the sect did indeed issue many new cultivation thods... Those thods unrelated to swords don't follow the path of Luochen Sword Palace... No wonder, those must be the ans of Luofu Xuanqing Palace..."
Fan Zhongxing said nothing.
He was already stunned.
Cause and effect were overturned, this is overturning cause and effect!
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Soon, many cultivators returned to the real world.
So people were puzzled, not knowing why there was no exchange session. But soon they figured it out. After all, exchanges are private matters, forced to share with teammates only out of necessity, but revealing to unrelated strangers is definitely unwelco.
"It seems to be the peculiarity of the death reincarnation task... the Reincarnation Realm Master has indeed thought it through... "
A cultivator wanted to calm down and ditate to circulate his energy, but he was still imrsed in the miracle of cause and effect orchestrated by the Reincarnation Realm Master, unable to extricate his mind completely. Unable to settle down, he simply stood up and flipped through the history book.
It was a heavy history book he specifically borrowed to tackle the death task.
Then, he noticed a line he hadn't noticed before.
"... there was a small group of Golden Cores attempting to leave, the Emperor sent soone to stop them."
Just this line, twelve characters.
A group of Golden Core cultivators, each capable of easily massacring thousands of mortals. Yet, after their struggles, they were only granted twelve characters in this history book.
"The river of Tianjiang flows east, washing away the heroes..."
He recalled exchanging for a set of fist techniques in the Reincarnation Realm, feeling infinite emotions well up in him. For a mont, a surging boxing intent emanated from him, as if manifesting the pitiless will of heaven, or the vicissitudes of the righteous path in the mortal world.
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"As long as you truly believe, you can make up any Martial Arts Fist Intent—provided that you truly believe..." Wang Qi recorded this, clicking his tongue in amazent.
"It seems this type of cultivation, which acts as an extension of the spirit, is still quite useful for so ignorant people. They can't understand the principles or grasp the explanations..."
Zhen Chan was still imrsed in the earlier illusion, wanting to rush back in and give that "Master of Heaven Splitting Dao" a beating. Upon hearing this, he lazily interjected, "This doesn't help you much, does it?"
"Not much help, just a bit of small experintation out of curiosity. Twenty people have already comprehended this 'nonexistent Martial Arts Fist Intent.' I'm planning to divide them into three groups: one group of six does nothing; one group of seven has their mories erased; and the last group of seven is told the truth—I'll see what changes in the Martial Arts Fist Intent—if there's ti."
"Erase mories? You have that ability?"
"The essence of mory is the solidification of brain neural connections. This solidified structure responds to specific stimuli. Generally, forgetting ans a problem with the 'recall' chanism, not the destruction of that part of the brain circuit. Destroying such a 'mory structure' only leads to 'irreversible' amnesia," Wang Qi explained, "That's also why the soul isn't suitable for storing mories. Before reaching the Nascent Soul Stage or Primordial Spirit Stage, the soul struggles to store mories. Also, for this reason, low-level demon clan mbers have poor mory—they lack a brain to rember with, and their soul is insufficient."
"To erase mories of a specific ti, you attack the brain circuit ford during that age; to erase specific mories, you need to provide specific stimuli, then erase all awakened brain circuits."
Zhen Chan pondered: "This won't work on high-order cultivators."
"The principles of the soul, Nascent Soul, and Primordial Spirit are similar; the essence of mory is also an 'inherent structure.'"
At this point, Zhen Chan posed a question: "Since you understand this trick... why don't you use it on Yixin Daoist's disciples and those low-level cultivators?"
Wang Qi was taken aback: "Huh? Why?"
"I'm aware you're not afraid of the Holy Emperor. But if even one person risks it all and allows the Holy Emperor or other cultivators to search their soul..." Zhen Chan said, "I think the possibility isn't small, your reincarnators might collapse at any ti."
"Oh, is that so..."
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Inside the Ruyi Daoist School, Zhen Ru Daoist looked at his hands stained with blood, haunted by heart demons.
He watched as his ditative master's body suddenly exhibited a sword wound. He watched as his master suddenly exploded.
Yixin Daoist's blood splattered all over his head and face.
"Teacher, is dead..."
"It was supposed to be just a performance..."
"Dead..."
He recalled the day when a cultivator nad "Wang Qi" overawed the Ruyi Daoist School.
Life at his discretion, death at his whim. Acting recklessly, utterly unrestrained...
"That little demon didn't even care about the life of a Divine Separation Stage cultivator..."
"Continue under him, and sooner or later, I'll be toyed to death..."
He placed his left foot outside the door, intending to report to the Emperor's Extre Split Sky Dao. However, that step never landed.
——The little demon's thods are astounding... surely he's still monitoring !
——He can't escape now...
Then, once again, he witnessed the grueso corpse of Yixin Daoist.
"Wahaha... hahaha..."
Zhen Ru Daoist, already haunted by the Heart Demon Curse Power, with a flawed ntal state and multiplied obsession, directly descended into madness, erupting in hysterical laughter.
Whether advancing ans death, retreating also ans death...
——Rather than being toyed to death by that little demon, I'd better seek a glorious end myself...
"Wahaha... hahaha..."
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Facing Zhen Chan's questioning, Wang Qi said: "What do you think mory is? To the human brain, it's a type of topology structure, to put it plainly, it's a form of data's physical storage. Since mory is data, it's not surprising if sothing seemingly harmless yet fatally dangerous is mixed into it, is it?"
"Huh?"
"Do you think I wanted to kill the old Yixin Daoist right now for no reason?"
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