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Time passes unknowingly, and the Abyss of Demons has no seasons; it is forever devoid of sky and sun, filled with monotonous shades of gray. Demonic Energy permeates the air, and Demons roam freely.
Ren Pingsheng, who has fallen here, occasionally encounters Demons, but thanks to the protection of the Blood-red Barrier, he has remained safe. Unfortunately, that layer of blood-colored Light Barrier has gradually begun to dissipate over time. Now, only a transparent shield remains, with the blood color long since drained away. It is feared that it will not be long before this shield completely disappears.
Inside, Ren Pingsheng remains unconscious, showing no signs of awareness that he has returned to the Abyss of Demons. The surrounding Demonic Energy envelops him, continuously surging into his body.
This is due to the Blood God Technique within him; after falling into the Abyss of Demons, this technique has become unusually active. The three energies within him, which had gradually calmed down from battle, are now reigniting in conflict. With the assistance of countless Demonic Energies from outside, the Blood God Technique has become aggressive, constantly attacking the other two energies.
Perhaps this is not a coincidence; that demon god intentionally sent him to this Abyss of Demons. The purpose was to allow the Blood God Technique to overpower the Heart of Space and thus take control of Ren Pingsheng's body. However, he did not expect that another force would emerge midway, causing his seemingly promising plan to come to a halt.
The strength of the Blood God Technique has led to cooperation between the Heart of Space and the gray energy flow. Together, they have managed to resist the oppression of the Blood God Technique, achieving a delicate balance.
Although the Blood God Technique has the support of Demonic Energy, it still cannot defeat the cooperation of the other two forces. Perhaps if there were only one force, it could slowly wear it down.
Thus, a strange situation has arisen where the struggle has reluctantly paused once again. However, the Blood God Technique continues to absorb Demonic Energy to strengthen itself, inadvertently allowing Ren Pingsheng's cultivation to grow continuously.
Since Ren Pingsheng originally possessed cultivation in the Demonic Path, this is quite advantageous for him. Countless Demonic Energies are refined into Demonic Essence and fall into Ren Pingsheng's Dantian's Magic Origin Pool. This allows his nearly perfected Magic Origin Pool to gradually advance toward the pinnacle of Half-Step Monarch.
Interestingly, since the three energies entered his body, Ren Pingsheng's Dantian has been restless. Each time these three energies circulate through their cycles, some energy remains in the Dantian.
The operation of these three energies also automatically absorbs corresponding external energy. However, in the Abyss of Demons where Demonic Energy is too dense, other energies are too scarce; nonetheless, they still exist.
Previously, when in Spatial Turbulence without restrictions, these three energies absorbed corresponding energy without fail. Following their own techniques and increasing their cycles allowed more and more energy to accumulate in Ren Pingsheng's Dantian.
The seven-colored Cyclone in his Dantian is also slowly transforming as it continuously absorbs additional energy. The original seven-colored Cyclone is beginning to change into an Eight-Colored Cyclone.
Among these additional energies, one is Demonic Energy which the Cyclone had already absorbed. The second gray energy flow is Nether Qi. During battles with powerful Demon Clan members in mysterious caves within Ancient Ruins Space, the Cyclone had already absorbed this as well; it was merely strengthening now.
The newly added eighth color comes from brown energy emitted by the Heart of Space. After such a long time absorbing enough brown energy, the seventh color has already taken shape.
The Eight-Colored Cyclone in his Dantian spins rapidly; its speed in refining Demonic Energy is astonishingly fast—several times quicker than before. This also causes Ren Pingsheng's cultivation to increase rapidly, nearing the critical point between Zongji Jing and King Level Boundary. With just one final refinement of Demonic Essence, he can break through in cultivation.
Ren Pingsheng remains unaware of all this; his spirit drifts aimlessly in boundless darkness. After battling with the three energies initially, he fell completely unconscious and his soul was drawn into this endless void.
This ordeal is not just about enduring physically; the key lies in the soul. In that endless pain, once the soul gives up, it will be lost in the darkness forever. At that point, even if the body is intact, it is merely a living corpse, never to awaken again.
Ren Pingsheng gradually succumbed to the torment of pain, which led him to fall into this darkness. He was like a wandering ghost, walking numbly, completely unaware of his direction. There were no feelings, no pain, and he had forgotten everything.
Until one day, a glimmer of light descended into this darkness, illuminating his already numb and forgotten heart. It allowed him to start remembering, to recall who he was and all that had happened before.
"I want to leave here; I want to go back." This was the first thought that emerged from Ren Pingsheng after regaining his memory and consciousness, and then he walked toward that bright place. In this darkness, there were countless temptations and dangers; he forged ahead through thorns and hardships, experiencing countless sufferings before finally reaching that place of light.
It was an exit, a way out into the outside world, but the source of light was a Jade Tablet. The Jade Tablet hanging on him emitted the light that guided him back to himself and showed him the way home.
"So it's you." When Ren Pingsheng saw the Jade Tablet, he smiled gently. This was a gift given to him by the previous generation Transmitter in Heritage Space. It could greatly accelerate the gathering and absorption of Spiritual Energy, which was an incredible treasure for him back when he was at the Qi Refinement Stage.
Unfortunately, now its effect had become negligible. However, because it was left to him by the previous Transmitter of Ancient Lan Divine Art, he had kept it all along. He never expected it would save his life today.
In the distance of the Abyss of Demons, a fierce battle was taking place between two Demon Lords. The terrifying power caused the surrounding Demons to flee far away; only a few slow-reacting ones were caught in the aftermath.
The battle grew increasingly intense as both Demon Lords fought desperately. Blood splattered everywhere. In the end, a winged Demon emerged victorious, although it too sustained significant injuries. However, as long as it devoured this Demon Lord's corpse, it would quickly recover and even increase its strength further.
"Roar..." Suddenly it spotted Ren Pingsheng in the distance. With many Demons from the Demon Sect having left, the surroundings became empty, making Ren Pingsheng—surrounded by a Light Barrier—stand out conspicuously.
The Demon Lord roared angrily, seemingly believing that Ren Pingsheng's presence was a provocation. It spread its wings and flew over, its sharp claws descending with a piercing sound onto the Light Barrier.
"Bang bang..." The already thin Light Barrier shook violently under such powerful attacks. Seeing no effect from its strikes only fueled its rage further as it continued to attack relentlessly. The barrier that had been protecting Ren Pingsheng began to shatter bit by bit until it completely dissipated with one final blow.
With the Light Barrier broken, the Demon Lord let out an excited roar and lunged at the unconscious Ren Pingsheng with its claws slicing through the air.
"Huh?" At that moment, Ren Pingsheng woke up from his darkness and immediately felt waves of pain wash over him, nearly causing him to faint again.
Before he could assess his condition, he felt a strong wind rushing toward him. Instinctively rolling away proved futile; having been unconscious for too long left his body somewhat stiff and unable to evade this strike.
"Ah..." The power of the Demon Lord was formidable; when its claws struck down, intense pain jolted through Ren Pingsheng's nerves. The three energies that had previously quieted seemed to awaken with this stimulus. The battle began anew!
"Damn! Stop him!" Ren Pingsheng's vision darkened as veins bulged on his forehead; his entire body felt unresponsive. He roared in anger as countless Demonic Energies surged from his Dantian like a raging river flowing through his Meridian.
It seemed that with Ren Pingsheng's cooperation, the Blood God Technique was even more powerful, instantly putting the other two energies at a disadvantage. However, Ren Pingsheng once again sank into darkness, but this time he was conscious and aware. Then he watched as countless monsters charged at him.
Endless Killing Intent surged forth. Already somewhat disoriented, he was immediately eroded by the Killing Intent, and his eyes turned blood red. This was not the activation of Killing Heart, but rather a loss of sanity.
"Kill!" Ren Pingsheng roared. The body that had been captured by the Demon Lord suddenly erupted with a powerful aura, and boundless sharpness pushed everything away. Then, heedless of everything around him, he began to attack wildly.
The Windscar Sword flickered in his hand, with Surroundings Sword Qi crisscrossing everywhere. Countless Demonic Energy vibrations spread out, and a blood-colored Artistic Conception expanded. Ren Pingsheng fell into Slaughter once again as if he had first entered the Abyss of Demons, devoid of any emotion, only knowing to kill everything in sight.
Countless Demon fragments fell beneath his sword, but here the Demon were endless; they were equally frenzied and did not fear Ren Pingsheng, surging toward him like a tide.
Roars and screams intertwined into a cacophony of wails amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, staging a grand feast of Purgatory. Ren Pingsheng resembled a demon king descending upon the world, with blood staining his body and hair, making him look as if he had emerged from a blood pool.
The blood mixed with Demonic Energy spread throughout the Abyss of Demons. Any Demon wrapped in blood would scream madly, then burst forth with blood, becoming a twisted Corpse.
Gradually, beneath Ren Pingsheng, small hills began to pile up—these were the accumulated Corpse of the Demon. A river of blood flowed away into the distance; any Demon that touched even a drop would immediately trigger countless explosive sounds accompanied by more screams.
This sudden change caught the initially capturing Demon Lord off guard. It stared blankly, seemingly unable to comprehend how someone who appeared weaker than it could suddenly become so terrifying.
By the time it reacted, all it saw was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Such scenes were familiar to it since it was also a creator of such scenarios.
However, seeing such an odd creature now made it feel its authority was being challenged. Remembering that this creature had just escaped from its grasp, it let out an angry roar and charged toward the distant Ren Pingsheng.
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