Adding Friends Can Make Me Stronger

Many people wanted to cultivate the “Sacred Spirit Slaughter Sword Technique”, but in the end, they all gave up one by one.

Not only because it’s too obscure and difficult to comprehend.

But also because of the aura of killing.

It’s like a voice that kept ringing in your ears, even in your mind.

Kill, kill, kill!

In the long run, it’s easy to lose control and completely fall into the Dao of killing.

Meng Changqing also had some scruples before.

He planned to use his proficiency to improve continuously, so as not to be affected by this.

But since he integrated the rudimentary sword intent, he hadn’t heard this kind of voice anymore.

Because the sword intent itself carried mental power.

The illusory giant sword standing in the mind directly shattered all the noise.

As if invulnerable to all evil!

In this way, there’s no need to worry anymore.

“I’ll give it a try. If it can be perfected, it’s naturally the best.”

Meng Changqing took the Iron Prison Order and walked down the passage.

Time passed slowly.

In the blink of an eye, it was already evening.

At the iron gate, Duan Hun and others were still standing there.

“When do you think Senior Brother Meng will come out?” a disciple asked.

“Since he’s cultivating the Dao of killing, he must kill all the demons in the dungeon before he can come out.

“The first three levels are easy, but the main issue is the fourth level, where they are all demon cultivators at the Dao Creation Realm! Although their condition is no longer at their peak, they are still very strong, and they need to be killed one by one.

“So I estimate it will take about five or six days.”

Another disciple thought and said.

As for Duan Hun, he stood with his arms crossed, still leaning on the boulder.

Eyes closed, no words.

It seemed that his state of mind hadn’t recovered from the morning yet.

The fourth floor of the dungeon.

It was also the deepest level.

Here, imprisoned were demon cultivators at the Dao Creation Realm, or fourth-level demon beasts.

Some had been here for many years.

Some had just arrived.

Outside, they were all influential figures, enough to establish powerful families.

But facing the Tai Xuan Sect, they still had no resistance.

Boom!

A huge figure fell to the ground, splashing red blood.

He was not a demon beast.

But a human cultivator of the demon path, with the strength of the sixth stage of the Dao Creation Realm.

His skin was pale and bloodless, like a corpse, but extremely tough, almost impervious to swords and spears.

But now his body was covered in sword wounds, and his waist was almost cut off, only a few strands of flesh holding it together.

“The Corpse Yin Demon Sect!” Meng Changqing muttered softly.

He learned about it during the battle with him.

The Corpse Yin Demon Sect was also one of the ten major demon sects, and its strength was quite strong, at least stronger than the Yellow Springs Demon Sect.

This sect specialized in body refinement.

Many powerful body-refining warriors emerged from it.

But because it’s a demonic art, many of them did not end well.

Regaining his focus, Meng Changqing looked around.

The number of demon cultivators on the fourth floor was definitely not as many as the first three floors.

There were only two hundred or so.

“So refreshing.”

Meng Changqing stretched his neck.

His white robe had long been stained red, and blood was flowing everywhere, covering the ground with corpses.

Similar to before.

After arriving on the fourth floor, he opened all the prison cells.

If someone were here, they would surely be stunned.

After all, the leaders here were all at the Dao Creation Realm and had considerable strength.

But with Meng Changqing’s profound foundation, these old and disabled demon cultivators who had been imprisoned here for a long time were even less likely to be his opponents.

No matter how many sheep, they were still sheep, unable to threaten a tiger.

“After this battle, I have gained quite a bit.” Meng Changqing rubbed his face.

The icy gaze appeared between his fingers.

Being surrounded by so many demon cultivators and forced to fight, it was impossible not to be stimulated.

Although he didn’t use the rudimentary sword intent, all his other cards were naturally forced out.

And this also greatly increased his combat experience, especially in terms of demonic arts.

Previously, it was only the single Yellow Springs Demon Sect, but here, there were many kinds.

Corpse Yin Demon Sect, Acacia Demon Sect, Blood God Demon Sect, and so on.

Out of the ten major demon sects, he had at least seen six.

If he encountered them in the future, he would have a response plan in mind and won’t be clueless.

Putting aside distractions, Meng Changqing raised his right hand.

He began to absorb the aura of life and death in this place!

Hoo!

It seemed as if a strong wind was blowing!

A large amount of black and white qi emerged from the bodies, extremely rich and majestic.

Whether in quality or quantity, they far surpassed the first three levels!

It almost turned into surging tides!

“So many!” Meng Changqing’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Such a quantity was not something an ordinary person could bear.

Even before absorbing them, he could already hear the endless killing sounds within, rushing from all directions.

It was enough to completely shatter a person’s will!

If integrated into the body, the consequences were conceivable.

Those with weak wills would probably instantly become killing beasts!

And even those with strong wills will have problems over time.

Kill, kill, kill!

The voices in his ears were loud and continuous, as if they would never stop.

But in the next second, the sword intent in his mind suddenly shook!

It was like the drumming of dusk and the ringing of dawn, shattering everything and purifying all evil!

And then the world was quiet.

Meng Changqing’s lips curled up slightly.

It seems that the usefulness of the sword intent needs to be further explored.

Hoo!

As the Killing Heart Sutra circulated, the black and white qi around him began to surge and merge crazily into his palms.

Even though there was sword intent, Meng Changqing still felt the chilling sensation breeding inside his body.

It didn’t happen before because the quality of the death qi was ordinary.

But now, these were all extracted from strong individuals at the Dao Creation Realm.

Without much thought, Meng Changqing sat cross-legged.

He didn’t care that the ground beneath him was muddy with blood water.

Continuously circulating the Killing Heart Sutra, he began the final step.

As long as it’s completed, the “Sacred Spirit Slaughter Sword Technique” would step into perfection!

The core of the sword technique; one was the Sacred Spirit Seal.

The other was the Slaughter Sword Qi.

The former continuously absorbed vitality, turning into a protective seal. According to the description of the sword technique, it could even withstand an attack from a higher realm!

The latter, through the absorption of death qi and the killing intent, ultimately turns into extremely powerful Slaughter Sword Qi!

But the Slaughter Sword Qi was also divided into several stages.

Roughly, there were illusory and substantial stages.

To step into perfection, one must completely transform the Slaughter Sword Qi into substance!

Now, the Slaughter Sword Qi in his fingertip sword marks was relatively illusory, although its power was already very strong, but it still couldn’t compare to the substance.

Substance was a leap in quality.

Once displayed, it might even create heavenly phenomena!

Putting aside distractions, Meng Changqing devoted his whole heart and soul to refining the Slaughter Sword Qi.

Although he fully mastered the sword technique, if he wants to step into perfection relying on the vitality and death qi here, he could not afford to be distracted.

Otherwise, a small mistake in one step would be a total waste, requiring starting over from scratch.