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It was night and the stars in the sky were scattered in all directions. The crescent moon looked especially cold. It seems that I haven't looked at the sky outside the valley for too long. As I look at it, I recall a few memories.

I looked up for a long, long time.

He laughed self-deprecatingly. He had already lost the past, there was no need for him to linger any longer.

I raised my head to the sky and roared. Suddenly, I opened my mouth and inhaled. The Spiritual Qi within a radius of countless zhang was all sucked dry by me in one gulp!

When Sky Bearing Immortal Emperor was here, I didn't dare to be so bold. Now, I'm the only one here. I want to experience the feeling of absorption that I haven't experienced for so long, and I want to experience this comfort!

After sucking in a mouthful of air, I slowly exhaled. After exhaling for a few dozen breaths of time, I violently sucked in another mouthful of air. The recovered spiritual energy was sucked dry by me once again. After repeating this several times, my dark, wrinkled skin slowly became smooth. My dry, wilted hair also gradually became alive, dancing in the wind. The most important thing is that I can feel the spiritual qi I absorb slowly condensing in my dantian. Under the guidance of my cultivation technique, it condensed into a light yellow soybean-sized elixir.

When I opened my eyes, my eyes felt like they were on fire. I felt like I had never felt this strong before!

Stepping into the Spiritual Movement Stage and reaching the Spiritual Pills, I didn't feel happy at all. He didn't know how long he had been in the valley. Under normal circumstances, this progress might have been possible.

I don't want the people from the Sky Sect to know that I've come out. Right now, I am not strong enough to contend against him.

Slowly, I took a step in the direction of the Sky Sect. I'm already here. I have time, and gradually, I'll be able to move forward. I'll turn the sky upside down!

I don't have any money on me. I don't even have a place to stay on the road. Fortunately, I don't seem to be tired, so I don't need to rest. However, in order to avoid unnecessary troubles, I didn't use a single drop of Spiritual Energy and only relied on my body to travel in this mortal world.

"Uncle, may I ask why?" "How many years is it now?"

A farmer on the way looked at me in surprise. He paused and said, "I'm not a local, but a refugee?"

"Refugees?" I looked at myself. I was black, ragged, and stained with blood, and my hair was disheveled. I looked like a refugee.

"Ah, that's right. May I ask, what year is Uncle in now?"

"Oh, he really is a refugee. He must be from that desert city. Sigh, there have been so many refugees during this time. The drought is really scary. A good city is basically empty. Sigh, it's been hard on the people."

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Uncle, may I ask, what year is it now?"

"Oh, oh, oh, look at my memory." The old man smacked his forehead, "Now is the Di Kingdom's Heavenly Treasure 742. This is Rong City. When the Emperor heard about the drought in Desert City, he was furious. Several officials went by. Did you know, this …"

I shook my head. "Thank you for your advice, Uncle. I still have things to attend to, so I won't disturb you any longer." He quickly left.

The uncle's concerned voice came from behind, "Be careful, little brother. Don't get caught in the cold. There's a refugee relay station not far ahead. There are people that don't need money when resting, and there's even food …"

I took a deep breath and quickened my pace. When I looked back, the old man was still waving. When did the Di Kingdom become so enthusiastic?

After walking for a short while, I actually met a relay station that provided free food and water. There were also many refugees who were similar to me eating steamed buns and drinking water with a tired expression. I didn't stop and kept walking.

"This little brother, is he a fortune-teller?"

I turned my head and saw that it was an ordinary looking old man. He had a banner in his right hand with the words "God Calculates the Man" written on it, and his left hand was stroking his three-inch gray beard. If it wasn't for the fact that he was missing a front tooth, he would look a little wretched.

"I don't have any money." I spread out my hands, shook my head, and started to leave.

"Sigh, forget it. This time, fate has brought us together, so I won't take your money." The old man looked like he was about to suffer a loss due to his good intentions.

"Oh?" I immediately became interested. "Then what do you think will happen to me in the future?"

The old man smiled and looked at me carefully. He sighed and said, "Your fate is not good. There are many disasters and you will live your life for others. You are destined to be alone for life!"

My smile froze as I coldly looked at him. After a moment, I turned around and left. I don't believe his words, but they are always uncomfortable to hear.

"Hey, little brother, if you have valuable things, I can help you change your life at a loss. How about changing into the life of an emperor? "Don't go, we can discuss if it's worthless …"

It was already night when I finally managed to get rid of that Daoist. I arrived at a mountaintop. It was a very normal time, so I should be able to avoid being noticed by others. It wasn't easy for him to find a cave. After examining the surroundings and confirming that there was no one around, he used his hand to knock down the cave entrance and blocked the entrance.

I sat cross-legged in the cave. I slowly breathed in and out to stabilize my cultivation.

Seven years, a full seven years! I've been trapped in the valley for more than seven years! Although I don't know how much time has passed, but seven years have passed, and I still found it hard to bear. However, what had happened in the past was already in the past. No matter how unwilling they were, they couldn't change the truth. It was still a long time before I gradually calmed down and began to ponder over the future.

Right now, I am in the Psionic Pills realm, and the power of all my spells has risen to a new level. However, other than the Basic Qi Method, I don't know anything else. If I am discovered by the Celestial Sect, I believe I won't be able to hold on for long before I lose all resistance. Fortunately, I was already far from the Valley of the Abyss, and it was unlikely that the Sky Sect would find out that I had left and found me.

I can see the rough outline of the next level. The next level is called the Heavenly Realm, and it is divided into the Heavenly Essence, the Great Chaos, and the Realm of Flame Heaven.

I can only see a bit of the front part of the Six Paths Soul Disciple Technique, but since it's Dharma, it's much better than magic. After staying in the valley for seven years, from despair, to madness, to great sorrow, to being able to see through life and death, I could clearly feel that my soul had grown by a lot. Perhaps the quickest way to cultivate a soul was to experience the ups and downs of emotions instead of quietly feeling life. Since my soul is strong enough, I can still use some of these six soul fragments. There was a description of the beginner spell. It seemed to be very powerful, and there was only one word to describe it: Devour!

The Art of Devouring was the same as its name. It could devour the souls of others and refine them into one's own soul. First, it would strengthen itself, and second, it would understand everything about the person whose soul had been devoured. This was an extremely good spell. If used properly, it could be used to control the user's life. And this was only one of the six soul splitting techniques!

I sat down in meditation inside the cave. I spent three days adjusting myself to my peak state. At the moment, my battle prowess is probably dozens of times greater than before. The soybean-sized pill in his dantian slowly rotated. Each rotation seemed to tear the spiritual energy from the outside world into pieces. Although it wasn't much, it was still better than nothing. No wonder Qiu Xi said that one does not need to meditate to cultivate in the Psionic Pellet realm. It turned out this pellet could be cultivated on one's own. However, if this spirit pill could be circulated a little faster, wouldn't it mean that the absorption would be faster, and my cultivation would be faster as well?

Qiu Xi said that he had reached the Psionic Pellet Realm for more than a hundred years, but he had not been able to reach the Sky Realm even after more than a hundred years of cultivation. Perhaps the only way to enter the Heavenly Realm was through enlightenment.

At this moment, I was dreaming. Since it's like this, I will start cultivating this Devouring Technique to make the first move when I return to the Sky Sect.

My revenge is already being prepared. Qiu Xi, are you ready … Quietly comprehending the Devouring Spell, it took me more than half a month before I managed to gain an initial understanding of it. The so-called devouring method is to forcefully devour someone else's soul. This requirement is that my soul must be strong enough, and when devouring, I must suck someone else's soul out of my body. I have already achieved the former, but the latter is a little difficult.

With a thought, an illusion appeared on my body. This illusion was about 20 feet tall and had the same appearance as me. However, at this moment, it only opened its eyes slightly. Moreover, it wasn't wearing any clothes. This is my soul. Now that my eyes are only slightly open, if they were to fully open, even if my fate soul were to fully awaken, it would mean that it is already strong enough. When my Fate Soul appears, even if I close my eyes, I can see everything outside through my soul, including myself.

People say, people have three souls and seven souls, I smiled, ignorant!

A person only has one soul, and this shadow is my soul.

To control the soul was very hard. It's like ordering my thoughts to do something substantive. But no matter how difficult it is, I have to succeed! The soul is my will. Without me, there is no soul, but at the same time, there is no me. Since it is from my heart and from my body, then it must be controlled by me.

Over and over again, I used my will to control his movements, even if it was just a tremble, I still succeeded. But after who knows how long, how many times, he still slightly opened his eyes, as if it was really just an image. I was impatient, I was upset, I was angry, but I had no choice but to grit my teeth and repeat myself over and over again, even though it was a very boring process.

Finally, after countless attempts, he moved. His fingers trembled, but I did succeed. The joy in my heart is indescribable. It is as though a farmer who has been busy for several months and has seen his own crops harvest for the first time, giving me endless encouragement.

Gritting my teeth again, over and over again, tirelessly, I forgot where I was, forgot what I was doing, even forgot the pain in my head. Without paying, there will be no reward. My reward is for my soul to slowly push forward a palm!

Seeing him do this, I smiled. With a pale face and blood-red eyes, I fell asleep. I was too tired, not physically tired, but mentally tired.

I didn't sleep for a long time, I fell asleep, and even had a dream. I dreamt that I seemed to have changed, that I was standing extremely cold and detached, looking down at the ground below me. Smoke billowed from the ground, and under the reflection of the blood-red moon, it was filled with death and evil. Suddenly waking up, my mind stirred. This dream was very familiar, just like the one I had when I was awakening. It was so clear, so real, so place, smoke, blood moon, everything didn't change. It was as if this wasn't just a dream!

Although I didn't believe in the dream, this dream seemed to tell me something. Could it be that this is how I will look in the future, evil and bloodthirsty?

The reason why immortals have no dreams is not because they can't dream, but because they don't need to sleep. However, once they have a dream, does it mean that …