Published: January 22, 2025
Killing intent coalesces!
The god of inverse slaughter excitedly looked at Qin Chen. The moment this killing intent crystallized within Qin Chen's body, the god of inverse slaughter already knew that Qin Chen would surely succeed.
The earlier pain was not torment but a transformation by mystic pattern restrictions that was refining Qin Chen's physical body through suffering.
Although Qin Chen's cultivation had already entered the late stage of the third layer of transcendence, experiencing a tremendous boost and mastering the spatial rules among many other powers, he was even stronger than quasi-emperor experts like Kāluó Underworld Ancestor.
However, in the eyes of the god of inverse slaughter, it was still far from enough.
What kind of vision does the god of inverse slaughter possess? Although Qin Chen's body was strong, to him, it was like a rootless duckweed, easily torn apart.
If he wanted to control his inheritance and withstand the terrifying killing intent within the inverse kill divine sword, he had to elevate his physical body to an even more terrifying level.
Thus, the earlier mystic pattern restrictions constantly integrating into Qin Chen's body were transforming his physical form through some means.
And now...
Seeing that Qin Chen's body had finally suppressed the killing intent of Little Kill, the god of inverse slaughter was filled with excitement, knowing that Qin Chen had succeeded.
"As long as this child's body and will can withstand the erosion of killing intent, then mastering it is just a matter of time."
The god of inverse slaughter gazed intently at Qin Chen in the void, murmuring, "Now it’s up to this child to see how much killing intent he can endure."
The more killing intent he could endure, the stronger the crystallization of his killing intent would be, and the more terrifying his physical strength would become.
After all, the killing intent here was left behind from his past life after slaying countless powerful beings. Such powerful killing intent could even make a god of the underworld dare to strike. How terrifying was that?
Boom!
At this moment, a terrifying killing intent surged into Qin Chen's body like an ocean, vast and endless.
"This is... an endless killing intent, transforming my body?!"
The sea of souls within Qin Chen surged as strands of killing intent converged, continuously transforming his physical body. His originally broken body was rapidly recovering, with every cell exuding a terrifying killing intent aura.
Like a whale swallowing, all of Qin Chen's cells frantically absorbed countless powers of killing intent. His physical strength visibly increased at an astonishing rate.
Moreover, the Mysterious Rusty Sword in Qin Chen's hand also floated up.
Boom!
Sword qi flew in all directions, countless runes emerged from the Mysterious Rusty Sword, flickering and flowing, rapidly merging with the ritual rune restrictions in the surrounding void.
"Little Kill!"
The god of inverse slaughter murmured softly.
As the Mysterious Rusty Sword unleashed an astonishing aura, he sensed that Little Kill in the void was gradually disappearing.
Integration!
As the Mysterious Rusty Sword integrated with its parts, Little Kill would naturally also merge with the original will born from the Mysterious Rusty Sword. Ultimately, the two would completely merge to form a perfect divine weapon.
Of course, in this process, Little Kill would not perish, but just like the merging of two souls, they would naturally interfere with each other, ultimately forming a brand new consciousness.
It could be Little Kill, but it might no longer be "Little Kill."
Boom!
The rolling, vast aura of killing intent continuously surged into Qin Chen's body. The Mysterious Rusty Sword radiated divine light and shone alongside Qin Chen, causing the entire palace of the wanderer to tremble violently.
Not just the palace.
Even the entire Dead Sea Prison Cage began to shake.
Boom!
In the Abandoned City, countless ghost cultivators looked up in terror. The sky trembled, while the Dead Sea at the edge of the continent boiled violently, as if doomsday were approaching.