"With sincere heart, I pledge my life to the path, and my soul contains the spirit. I nurture the essence of truth within the position of rootedness, with boundless kindness, and command the mysterious realm..."
As Qi Xiu silently recited the cryptic ancient verses from [Yama’s Golden Chapter], his thoughts were serene, and the soul within his Ancestral Aperture gradually opened its eyes.
[Yama’s Golden Chapter] is the supre secret technique for cultivating the soul, the source of all spirits.
To cultivate [Yama’s Golden Chapter], one must guide the souls of myriad beings into one’s body, allowing these resentful and vicious spirits to assault oneself, steadfastly defending against each one. A single failure in defense ant the soul would disperse.
Then, one must visualize Yama’s Golden Body Dharma Aspect, but during visualization, the attention of the Hell Dao from the unseen realms would be drawn, bringing the tornts of the Tongue-Ripping Hell, Scissor Hell, and other illusions.
And the further one goes, the stronger the soul becos and the closer Hell’s attention gets, with endless varieties of illusions erging and even materializing into physical form.
Therefore, cultivating [Yama’s Golden Chapter] towards the final stages becos ten tis, a hundred tis, a thousand tis, or even ten thousand tis harder than for ordinary cultivators.
And this Yama’s Golden Body Dharma Aspect is the key.
This Dharma Aspect of the Golden Body contains all the temperant, charm, and grandeur of the Dark Court Hell, integrating them all within. By visualizing this aspect and keeping it in mind, it can suppress all divergent souls and spirits.
Once the soul transforms into the Yama Golden Body, it can suppress myriad souls and receive their worship!
The purest, most concentrated power of faith is the best nourishnt for the soul.
This thod is similar to the path of incense worship but ingeniously avoids all its drawbacks. Truly unique!
While chanting the verses from [Yama’s Golden Chapter], a dimly lit, spacious and magnificent hall gradually erged behind Qi Xiu’s soul.
A blurry figure sat upon the high throne.
His face was shrouded in darkness, not even the slightest outline discernible.
But even so, the vague face exuded deep marks of ti and power that were unfathomable.
He wore a black and gold dragon-patterned robe that embodied both weightiness and luxury.
Where black and gold intertwined, a complex yet orderly pattern moved like serpents and dragons, each turn seeming to contain the ultimate simplicity of the Dao.
Under the dim light, the dragon pattern would appear and disappear, adding a sense of mystery and dominance in the hazy light.
His posture was upright and steady, devoid of excessive adornnt or accessories. No words ca from him, yet every breath seed to control every sound within and outside the grand hall.
Even just sitting in silence, he emitted a pressure that could make all beings in the world submit. It was a boundless authority before which myriad resentful souls and spirits would kneel.
AOOOH—
The mont the Yama’s Golden Body Dharma Aspect materialized, countless resentful souls and spirits, emitting rolling black smoke and shrieking pitifully with twisted and ferocious faces, surged out.
These ten thousand resentful souls and spirits were all Demonic Evil Cultivators Qi Xiu had personally slain.
Each one harbored deep hatred and grudge against him.
Given the chance for revenge, these Demonic Evil Cultivators’ resentful souls and spirits spared no effort. They bared their teeth and lunged at Qi Xiu as if they wanted to tear him apart alive.
Myriad Souls Devour the Body!
The pain acting directly upon the soul far exceeded the limits of the physical body, a tornt hundreds, even thousands of tis more terrifying than being dismbered by a thousand cuts.
With his eyes cast down, Qi Xiu quietly endured pain that could drive a normal person insane. His brows furrowed slightly, a stark contrast to the agony of his soul being attacked and bitten.
His consciousness, anwhile, was undergoing a more terrifying trial.
Plough Tongue Prison! Also known as: Tongue-Ripping Hell. The first prison within the Eighteen Layers of Hell.
At that mont, in the illusory realm, the sky was a crimson red, as if endless bloodlight filled the heavens and earth.
Shrill screams and cries intertwined into a lant that made souls tremble.
In the midst of this absurd and terrifying scene, Qi Xiu’s gaze remained clear, maintaining his composure as fear and despair spread.
Phantoms tornted by an unseen force, stripped of their tongues and unable to scream, passed right through him.
They continuously reached out their hands, trying to drag him into Hell with them and subject him to indescribable, extre agony.
Enduring attacks from within and without, Qi Xiu’s lowered eyelids trembled slightly as both his consciousness and physical body underwent trials and tempering.
Such a difficult thod of cultivation; it’s no wonder that Hell Dao is one of the Ten Great Ancient Demonic Sects, so ruthless even to oneself!
Muttering this complaint in his heart, Qi Xiu slowly sat up straight.
The more powerful the technique, the more difficult it is to cultivate. This is an indisputable truth.
As one of the three great stupas of the Hell Dao, and a supre secret technique for cultivating the soul, the difficulty of [Yama’s Golden Chapter] is naturally imaginable.
In fact, all the True Scriptures and Dharma Gates of the Hell Dao possess, to so extent, self-harming characteristics.
The higher the level of these True Scriptures and Dharma Gates, the more pronounced this becos.
As one of the three great stupas, [Yama’s Golden Chapter] is especially prominent among them.
rely persisting through willpower, although it tempers the will, is too extre.
Over ti, one’s disposition in this relentless pain will gradually beco devoid of humanity!
As a Demon Sect, Hell Dao naturally doesn’t care about being extre.
But I am different.
With pure and flawless golden light radiating from the tips of the soul’s fingers, Qi Xiu raised his hand slightly, and a golden glowing Cloud Seal Talisman eerily rose, coming to float above the soul’s head.
SUPPRESS!
Using the Suppressing Talisman to guard his mind, Qi Xiu’s tightly locked brows finally relaxed a bit.
The assault of myriad souls tearing at him and the tornt of the hellish illusion continued.
But with the Suppressing Talisman guarding his mind, Qi Xiu could always maintain a trace of clarity at heart, like a lighthouse standing firm in the midst of the sea, its light undimd by fierce storms and raging rain.
Ti kept moving forward.
The shadow of the Yama’s Golden Body Dharma Aspect behind Qi Xiu beca more and more substantial.
In contrast, his own soul was becoming vague and elusive under the incessant tornt, as if about to collapse.
"He’s done for, he’s done for!"
"Push harder, let his soul scatter to the winds!"
"Hahaha! Kill him!"
"Die!"
Sensing that Qi Xiu’s soul was weakening and about to dissipate, the vengeful spirits of the Demonic Evil Cultivators laughed manically, their eyes flashing with an intensely shocking blood-red light.
In the sharp, ear-piercing, and terrifying laughter, the vengeful spirits sward up and instantly dispersed Qi Xiu’s soul.
"Hahahaha! He’s dead! We’ve finally gotten our revenge."
Witnessing Qi Xiu’s soul shatter, the spirits danced with joy, ecstatic. Yet, their dead minds seed to no longer be functioning properly.
After buzzing around the Ancestral Aperture like headless flies for quite so ti, they started to feel that sothing was amiss.
"No, if this guy’s soul has truly dispersed, why hasn’t the Ancestral Aperture collapsed!"
"Could it be that he isn’t dead?"
"Impossible. Even if his soul is scattered, not even a Dao Expert could continue to live."
"Why, why hasn’t the Ancestral Aperture collapsed?"
"Wait, look there! That great hall!"
A terrified scream echoed as all the vengeful spirits turned their heads simultaneously to look at where Qi Xiu’s soul had been.
In that dimly lit, vacant, and magnificent hall, the figure seated high on the throne had completely solidified.
The once blurry figure was now crystal clear.
Wasn’t it Qi Xiu, who they had torn apart and whose soul had shattered?
To discard the false and preserve the true, one must form the Yama Golden Body!
Speaking of which, I should thank you for removing the negative dregs from my soul.
Seated upon the throne in the great hall, feeling the imnse authority with every movent, Qi Xiu, who had ford the Yama Golden Body, shifted his gaze slightly and said indifferently, "Kneel!"
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!—
An extrely terrifying, innately domineering force instantly swept across the entire Ancestral Aperture.
Struck by this tangible authority, the vengeful spirits didn’t hesitate for a second. All of them fell to their knees, prostrating themselves, their eyes no longer holding the resentnt and hatred of before.
There was only the devotion and fervor of those who regarded Qi Xiu as a deity!
"We greet our Lord Yama!"
In an instant, strands of white-gold radiance—pure, flawless, and unlike any other force in the world—slowly rose from these vengeful spirits.
Faith power. Also known as the power of incense and fire! The core power of the Incense Fire Divine Path.
For the soul, it is the most precious nourishnt in heaven and earth.
The power of incense and fire also has levels of quality.
The lowest is a muddled, mottled yellow of mixed quality, filled with nurous thought fragnts. If a soul were to use it, it could lead to a headache at best, or at worst, be affected by these thought fragnts, its personality becoming distorted.
Slightly better is a yellow-white luster, clear as pure oil, containing only a few impurities.
The power of incense and fire gathered by most of the world’s Incense Fire Divine Paths is like this.
After this, the closer the color of the incense and fire power is to pure white, the better the quality.
The white-gold power of incense and fire floating from these vengeful spirits was already a rarity, possessing an ultimate 99% purity.
It is said that the top-tier power of incense and fire is pure gold in color.
However, that class of incense and fire power is not sothing ordinary people can enjoy. Even if they could, it would be more of a curse than a blessing.
Thus, the white-gold incense and fire power drawn by the worshipping vengeful spirits was already considered the best in the world.
Strand by strand, the faith power continuously rged into Qi Xiu’s body, now ford of the Yama Golden Body.
It was cool and clear, with a slight pleasure like drinking an iced sweet dew in the scorching heat. Moreover, this pleasure was continuous and unending.
The advantage of [Yama’s Golden Chapter] lies in inheriting all the strengths of the Incense Fire Divine Path and discarding its flaws.
It has carved a wide, straightforward path in the soul’s Dao Path.
The only flaw is being entangled by the Eighteen Layers of Hell’s illusion.
But this is not necessarily a bad thing.
With the attacks of Hell’s illusion, the soul is literally covered with an additional layer of protection.
If soone else attacks my soul, they must first break through the illusion of Hell. If they’re unlucky, they might also be infected by this Power of Hell, suffering erosion from the illusion.
It’s like a double-edged sword.
Having initially ford the Yama Golden Body, Qi Xiu’s expression slightly relaxed.
His Divine Soul Force had always been his weak spot.
And yet, many of his powerful moves relied heavily on Divine Soul Force.
Now that he had ford the Yama Golden Body, although it hadn’t elevated his Divine Soul Realm, he had at least established a clear path forward. With the faith power from incense and fire supplenting his Divine Soul Force, he could recover quickly after using techniques like the Dragon Binding Rope.
No longer would he be left nearly powerless after a single strike like before.
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