Ning Cheng had seen the wish tribe’s technique, and it was indeed a branch of the Fate Technique. It was just that when it was cultivated at the back, it was completely deformed and became the Fate of Destiny Merit Method.
Apart from cultivating it on its own, this gong method could also enhance its strength through a shortcut, and that shortcut was to absorb the worshipping wish power of believers. At the beginning, Ah Li had also briefly told Ning Cheng about the Wishing Power Technique, and Ning Cheng was generally clear about the cultivation path of the Fate of Predestination.
The more devout the believer was, the purer and more powerful the wish power would be. For a remnant soul cultivating the Fate of Wishes, the purity of the wish power was crucial.
A spark was swept over by the power of the residual soul’s intention, and the dry firewood of the altar beneath Yu Qing’s feet underground burst into a fierce fire.
Ning Cheng was incomparably agitated in his heart, but his expression appeared unusually calm, and he even wore a small smile as he softly chanted, “Without knowing one’s fate, there is no way to cultivate one’s body. When the sky is not allowed, the sun and the moon have no light; when the earth is not allowed, grass and trees do not grow. Without a destiny, there is no basis for cultivation, and the dao is muddled with thoughts. With my pure soul I pray for my destiny, and I voluntarily offer my life in prayer and sacrifice for the emperor ……”
Ning Cheng’s chanting voice continued to emit while stepping on the altar with dry firewood. The flames burned Ning Cheng’s clothes in an instant and began to burn his hair and skin.
The reason why he dared to do this was because Ning Cheng knew too much about the cultivation of Predestined Destiny. No matter how pure a soul’s wish power was, it was not as powerful as a voluntarily contributed pious wish power.
Yu Qing’s soul was pure, but Yu Qing was obviously unwilling to be burnt to death, unwilling to use his soul and life to grow the remnants of his cultivation of Predestined Destiny. Ning Cheng, on the other hand, was different, as he chanted this, and was even truly willing in his heart to stand up and contribute his life to the Remnant Soul of Predestined Destiny, which was something that the Remnant Soul of that Wishing Race wanted the most.
Ning Cheng’s cultivation was lost, he was after all a hybrid powerhouse, and that vaguely powerful divine soul wish power had even made the Wishing Clan Remnant Soul cast Yu Qing aside long ago.
How could such pure, and voluntarily powerful souls and sacrificial beings be adulterated by other souls? Therefore, after Dan Ningcheng walked onto the altar, he easily pulled Yu Qing away from the altar columns.
“You go quickly.” Yu Qing smelled the smell of burning skin on Ning Cheng’s body and called out anxiously. She had long been unwilling to consider whether Ning Cheng’s words before were true or not. A person who could risk his life to save her, even if he was telling lies, he was still sincere to her.
For as long as she could remember, there had never been anyone who had voluntarily been burnt to death to save her.
She felt tormented even before the flames reached her body, and with Ning Cheng’s body having been set alight long ago, how could this pain and torment be endured through? And she could only watch Ning Cheng being burnt by the fire in front of her, this feeling was too much for her to bear, she would rather it was herself who was burnt.
The tearing pain traveled from Ning Cheng’s skin to his heart and then penetrated into the deepest part of his soul. Even if Ning Cheng had once refined his body to endure all sorts of terrible injuries, it was not as torturous as this burning by flames. Before, when he was refining his body, he could eventually run his merit techniques to resist, and he could even use pills to help. Now, on the other hand, he was hard pressed to let the flames burn.
“Big Brother Ning ……”
“Big Brother ……”
The voices of Little Caller and the Mi siblings came in anxiety. The three ran over from afar as well, obviously wanting to pluck away the fire to save Ning Cheng from the fire.
“Ning Cheng, just go, I believe in your words ……” Yu Qing was almost crying out, she didn’t know where she got the courage to drag Ning Cheng out of the fire.
Ning Cheng knew that he definitely could not leave, if he did, would the remnant soul that was practicing the Wishing Clan’s techniques be able to rest? Just from the fact that the flames did not burn Yu Qing, he knew clearly.
He grabbed Yu Qing’s arm, twisted his face, and said in hoarse, almost inaudible words, “You don’t need to put it on your heart, and you don’t owe me anything …… In your previous life you froze to death for me, in this life let me burn to death for you …… ”
He was worried about Yu Qing’s future if he had cultivated, and had dao marks in his heart. After saying this, he directly grabbed Yu Qing and threw him out with all his strength, while calling out, “Little caller, you three remember, if anyone dares to bully Yu Qing, kill without amnesty ……”
“No……” Yu Qing didn’t even have to say his next words before he was thrown from above the flames by Ning Cheng towards the three Little Callers.
“Boom!” The moment Yu Qing was thrown out by Ning Cheng, the fire erupted completely, and those on the outside could no longer see any semblance of Ning Cheng, it was completely a mini volcano. The three Little Shouters who ran close to the front held on to Yu Qing and stared dumbfounded at the small mountain of flames. This kind of flame was something they could only look at.
As Yu Qing was thrown out and the flames burst out, with a ‘click’ sound, it was as if a shackle had suddenly been cracked and shattered in Ning Cheng’s heart. Endless auras of Dao rhymes gathered over, the divine sense that could not be released suddenly stretched out, the divine essence rose wildly, and Dao rhyme after Dao rhyme coalesced around Ning Cheng.
A kind of ecstasy surged into Ning Cheng’s heart, his Dao marks bridged the moment he sent Yu Qing out, replacing the moment he was burned by fire, and his cultivation went up just as wildly. When his cultivation was restored, this mortal fire would have no effect even if it burned him for a thousand years and ten thousand years.
Dao rhyme pervades, cultivation is restored, and the burned flesh is no longer a torment in the flames, but a kind of nirvana, and the might of the flesh is returning in a hurry.
Immediately, Ning Cheng’s divine sense swept out across the sky, and the next moment he saw the remnant soul hidden above the Blessed Fate Sacred Temple.
Without hesitation, Ning Cheng raised his hand and grabbed it, a tearing scream came out, the Zhu Fate Remnant Soul was bound by Ning Cheng’s space, and without the slightest bit of resistance in the palm of Ning Cheng’s hand, it turned into flying ashes and the soul was destroyed.
The beautiful Zhu Fate Holy Temple collapsed crazily at this moment, turning into a ruin in the blink of an eye.
Rolling thunder roared dully in the air, and Ning Cheng only wanted to shout out that his cultivation had been restored. The Great Dao traces were repaired, his cultivation was restored, and his strength came straight to the late stage of the Mixed Origin.
Although he had not yet touched the Harmonious Dao realm, it was only a matter of time. With the help of the Returning Bodhi Seed, he had long seen the pathway to Dao Harmony.
A terrifying vortex of spatial pressure rolled in, and the space around him began to crack open. The terrifying vortex of suction seemed to be about to suck Ning Cheng completely into the void the next moment.
Ning Cheng knew very well what was going on, it was because his strength had recovered and the Dao Rhythm rules were too powerful for this interface to withstand. However, Ning Cheng did not care, with his strength, he could completely manage if he wanted to collect his Dao Rhyme and then gain a foothold in this low level interface.
Just when Ning Cheng wanted to collect his Dao Rhyme Rule aura, a familiar and terrifying Dao Rhyme aura pounced on him.
Ning Cheng’s heart trembled, this Dao Rhyme aura was too familiar to him. He had been grabbed by that handprint once when he was above the underground abyss of the Taiyi Realm, and at that time, it was far less powerful than this time. This time, when he felt this Dao Rhythm aura again, it was a thousand times more powerful than that palm print back then.
Hurry up and leave, he absolutely could not stay in this place. This was Ning Cheng’s only thought, and as soon as this thought came to him, he did not put up any resistance, allowing the crazy Dao rhyme vortex to suck him away.
This Dao Rhyme Vortex sucked because his cultivation level was too powerful to allow him to stay in the lower level interface. Ning Cheng could resist, now he was afraid to resist.
Once he resisted this vortex suction, the hand seal of that familiar breath would definitely blast at this interface. Whether he was the opponent’s opponent or not, with that terrifying aura blasting in, this low-level interface would definitely be blasted to pieces.
After Ning Cheng had followed the Dao Rhyme Vortex into the void, he felt that powerful aura following him like a tarsal maggot.
Instead, Ning Cheng was relieved, this person’s strength was definitely far stronger than his, even more than a few notches stronger than him.
However, as long as this person followed him and did not bother with the low-level interface where General Sand City was located, it was fine. Otherwise, he would not be able to stop it.
Ning Cheng fled frantically in the void, with that one breath following frantically behind him. Ning Cheng did not know how many interfaces he had fled through and how many voids he had crossed, but that one handprint was still following behind him.
It was too slow, Ning Cheng was clear that the strong aura that was following him was merely that strong man’s induction. It was so because that strong person was incredibly far away from him, and once that strong person chased after him, he would no longer be able to escape.
When another spatial vortex appeared in front of Ning Cheng, Ning Cheng directly entered the Xuanhuang Pearl, allowing the Xuanhuang Pearl to be automatically swept into that spatial vortex.
The Xuanhuang Pearl had long since become his, and without his consent, absolutely no one would feel it.
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Will Sand City, at this time, fell into complete silence. The previous incident of Ning Cheng entering the fire in place of Yu Qing was not a big deal long ago.
Thunder thunder rolled in the air, and everyone who was clearly standing in the clearing also felt a deathly oppression at that tumbling sound of thunder. Luckily, that oppression disappeared instantly, and then later, all that the crowd could see and feel was the collapse of the Blessed Sacrament Temple.
After a long time, when the deathly oppressive aura disappeared, someone in the crowd suddenly called out softly, “Huh, why do I feel like the Blessed Fate Emperor doesn’t exist anymore?”
“I feel it too, and I no longer have that desire to kneel down and pray before ……”
It was fine if no one said anything about it, but when someone spoke about it, it immediately caused another voice, “That palace sect has done so much evil that it has finally been condemned by heaven, and this place has been blasted to smithereens by heavenly thunder ……”
“Yes, these people have done a lot of evil ……”
One voice transformed into ten, ten into a hundred, and then formed countless voices. Those devotees of the Blessed Emperor began to sneak back as they themselves lost that thought of praying for power.
The sparks had already lit up, and even if they retreated, there was no way to contain them. Countless people rushed towards those believers, countless people killing each other.
At the end of the day, it was not even possible to tell who was a believer and who was not.
Seeing this scene, the city lord of Will Sands City surprisingly did not care much, but calmly began to mobilise his army to come and quell the chaos. He knew that after this incident, there would no longer be that monthly ritual in Shogunsha City, nor would there be any more Blessed Emperor’s palace.
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The people in the troubled square had long since dispersed, leaving only a trail of blood and disarray. Only Yu Qing was still standing by the altar that had been trampled into the ground, and behind her were the three Little Callers.
Dreamland, Ning Cheng, altar, fire, past life, present life ……
These scenes were constantly intermingling and jumbled in her mind, unable to tell which was real and which was not.
Only Ning Cheng’s words remained clear, “You don’t need to put it on your heart, in your previous life you froze to death for me, in this life let me burn to death for you ……”