"Still cultivating?"
"Yeah, Lord Shou is still in deep thought, probably almost done. Even the 'Intent Sword' has been condensed."
"No way, it's been so many days... I even took a trip to Tiansang Spirit Palace in the Central Region, spent quite a few spirit crystals to buy a 'Shou Shou pillow,' and he still hasn't finished cultivating?"
"Central Region? Tiansang Spirit Palace?"
"Hmm? What's up?"
"Nothing... ah, it's boring, I want to see a big fight!"
In the Five Domains Preaching Mirror, a group of people stood in the sixth layer of the Dead Sea, and it had been more than half a month.
During this time, Lord Shou was either cultivating or cultivating, and crucially, Lord Cang Sheng didn't hit him.
Everyone minded their own business, and the world suddenly became so peaceful and full of love.
And Lord Shou, besides the various phenomena on his body, hardly moved...
"Deng!"
But the Preaching Mirror didn't give up.
Feng Zhongzui had been filming Lord Shou for half a month and suddenly felt dizzy, "Lord Shou, did you just kick your leg?"
This question awakened everyone and brought their focus back.
It wasn't an illusion!
Lord Shou indeed twitched just now, like a person stepping into emptiness in a dream, with a sudden leg twitch.
"He's definitely cultivating, right?"
"Absolutely not asleep, right?"
"Could he be so exhausted from transcending the tribulation that he's been napping for half a month while we've been watching him sleep for half a month?"
The Five Domains had no time to voice more doubts.
After seeing Lord Shou kick his leg, his body shuddered violently, and his skin cracked open.
In just an instant, the pure waters of the Dead Sea erupted with a shattering roar, and a towering, massive giant soared aloft.
"Roar!!!"
—Ultimate Giant!
Feng Zhongzui was so scared he almost wet himself, fortunately, it was into the pure waters of the Dead Sea, so no one noticed.
The giant's abrupt roar frightened not only him but also sent the saints of the Dead Sea sprawling and rolling.
The Preaching Mirror slipped from its hold and tumbled wildly.
"Steady!"
The first-generation Red Coat Fang Wenxin waved a hand to calm the waves of the Dead Sea.
He also curled into a ball, shrinking under what might be the toenail of the Ultimate Giant.
When there is no need to confront, but you can observe closely the skin textures that are as deep as ravines, even Fang Wenxin couldn't help but be awed.
"So the Holy Emperor's Golden Edict is indeed utterly useless, unable to resist the void giant race's gargantuan transformation?"
"Can a person really become so massive in an instant, like a Kun Peng?"
No!
None of that is important, what's important is...
Fang Wenxin casually retrieved the Preaching Mirror and tossed it to Feng Zhongzui, looking far into the void:
"Cang Sheng, are you going to make a move on Lord Shou?"
...
Whether Ai Cangsheng would seize the opportunity to make a move on him, Xu Xiaoshou didn't know.
Under the instinctive response of the Magic Dog Meal, let alone the Ultimate Giant, he almost activated his entire second awakening in an instant.
But likewise, it was at this critical moment...
"Cursed Yin?"
At the Moment of Enlightenment, a spark of realization flashed through Xu Xiaoshou's mind.
He keenly realized that this Cursed Yin and that Cursed Yin were fundamentally different:
The Cursed Yin had devoured so many semi-saint positions and even Holy Emperor positions in the Divine Relics, and the injuries from the Four Sacrifice Gods rendered even its flesh unable to recover.
And now it has lost the high-rule-level Sacred Secret Land of the Divine Relics, and is itself wandering the starry sky with nowhere to call home.
How could it possibly have regained full form in the span of a month, attack during his Way of the Sword Disc super Taoization, instead of during the Technique Dao Disc super Taoization...?
Intercept him and choose revenge?
"Great Illusion without Void, Big Thought as Normal."
"This is neither the ultimate illusion, nor the ultimate thought."
"Because you, Hua Weiyang, are full of flaws!"
Xu Xiaoshou immediately stopped all counterattack measures, even dismissing the Ultimate Giant, allowing the Magic Dog Meal to seize him and violently yank afterwards.
"Sizzle!"
Crimson blood surged through the void, flesh scattered.
The intense pain in his mind felt like being torn apart by five horses, or eaten alive by a thousand ants, almost making it impossible to think.
But that was merely pain!
Xu Xiaoshou gritted his teeth and pulled through.
He had learned during the Acquired Stage of Spiritual Cultivation, even before arriving in this world—that was his unique "talent"!
He was confident that his judgment was correct; Cursed Yin and Kong Yuhen couldn't have joined forces.
Everything here remained merely some changes demonstrated by Hua Weiyang's Second World.
And indeed, the root of all these occurrences was his biggest fear at the moment—the fear of a fully empowered Cursed Yin, the unknown of Kong Yuhen.
The Second World used by Hua Weiyang, according to the "Sword Observation Manual," was even "extremely simplistic," as it only amplified his partial fears, just that.
Of course.
There's a chance that all his deductions are wrong, and that the real Cursed Yin truly has arrived. Searᴄh the NovelZone.fun website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
But even if Cursed Yin has indeed made a full comeback and joined hands successfully with Kong Yuhen, Xu Xiaoshou wouldn't mind dying once.
He just had his second awakening of "Raging Golden Body"!
He indeed possesses the confidence to start over again!
...
Sizzle!
Flesh splattered, self-disintegration.
After Xu Xiaoshou had completely vanished in the void, the entire desolate battlefield evolved from the Flower World sank into deathly silence.
The wind blew gently.
On the barren land of the Divine Relics, the first flower appeared, followed by the second, and the third...
Hua Weiyang's voice resurfaced, with a touch of approval, satisfaction evident:
"Kid, you're quite good, you're the second in a million years who can..."
Buzz!
The world suddenly twisted, cutting off Hua Weiyang's voice.
The variegated flowers springing forth from the earth were suddenly assaulted by the dark wind, directly weathering away.
Just as they were fading, intending to return from the desolate battlefield of the Divine Relics to the previous Second World of Blossoms.