Despair flowed out of Gao Ming’s heart. The endless black sea paired with the black pill room perfectly. Gao Ming shouted happily. He placed his hands on the skin and ribs. When the pain reached its extreme, it was an indescribable rush. He stepped on the line of death and raised his head.
“The divine palace you want to go to is here in my heart!”
Gao Ming didn’t need any furnace. He used his body as a medicine cooker. When fighting the Xi God, Gao Ming poured despair into the other party’s sea of consciousness. He did something different this time. He expanded his nightmare and utilised his despair to assimilate the abandoned pills in the black room.
“I have already shouldered a city in my nightmare. What is a bit more homeless ghouls and ghosts? The Soul Temple said you are useless, but I will refine you into divine pills and medicine!”
Gao Ming’s nightmare stretched to its maximum. Without Xi God’s aid, Gao Ming’s body almost split open from the middle. He grinned widely despite the unimaginable pain. He waved the butcher’s knife and evoked the murderous aura that belonged to the butcher.
“He has eliminated you out of his body and left you behind. Do not worry. I’ll bring you to him!”
Blood flowed. Eight arms protected Gao Ming from behind. The God of Flesh and Blood wanted to make a move, but Gao Ming stopped him. He was wounded, but his eyes were glowing. He didn’t expect the butcher to manage to strip off his murderous intent. To reach the higher floors, the butcher had refined his true self. The Soul Temple wasn’t strong enough to stop him, so it merely weakened him continuously.
“That’s right. Kill it! Kill those animals in human skins! Kill those Gods on the false moral high ground!” The butcher’s knife Gao Ming held caused the murderous intent to approach. The sharp end of the spear immobilised the abandoned pills that were filled with the most extreme emotion to attack Gao Ming!The Soul Temple finally noticed Gao Ming. He could feel a force starting to suppress him. His nightmare was impeded as divine glows showered on him.
“That is…”
“Look! Someone is refining the abandoned pills!”
The commotion was much greater than when Elder Tang’s son ascended. Many refiners turned their way. Even the single-armed cultivator raised his head. Endless divine rays fell, but they couldn’t affect the city-like nightmare. Millions of lost souls cried. Gao Ming, who was wrapped in the middle, tore open his chest. He shoved the abandoned pills and the butcher’s murderous intent into his body!
His body started to corrode. Black substance leaked out of his wounds with the despair. He gritted his teeth and said nothing as he tore open the wounds in his heart. Gao Ming could sense a room hidden in his heart, a room where he had stored all of his secrets. However, the price of opening this room was too high. This time, he only dared to assume the attempt because he was inspired by the extreme emotions in the abandoned pills.
The meat fragrance overwhelmed the pill fragrance. Gao Ming didn’t know the identity of the room in his heart. He only knew that it belonged to him. It was his greatest reliance and safety net.
“Open!”
The butcher’s murderous intention cut through the cracks on the door. The sound of rattling chains stirred the deep-level nightmare. Giant chains appeared deep inside Gao Ming’s heart. No matter how hard the butcher’s murderous intent triggered it, the room refused to open. However, the locks did loosen.
The howling weakened. The murderous intention spread through Gao Ming’s body. The extreme emotions in the abandoned pills coursed through him as well. The God of Flesh and Blood didn’t have the time to stop it. He could only try his best to maintain Gao Ming’s body by coaxing it to grow as Gao Ming’s body dissembled rapidly.
The divine halo covered the outside while two nightmares completed the transformation on the inside. This looked gory from within but holy from without.
After several rebirths, Gao Ming’s body was almost combined with the God of Flesh and Blood. His organs could breathe, filter, and run like normal, but they could also combine with souls and consciousness like a God. The extreme memory mixed with the murderous intent and turned into many imprints in the flesh. They carried their last obsession and turned Gao Ming’s body into a divine palace. They left behind their names in Gao Ming’s veins. They travelled to the smallest part of Gao Ming’s body.
“The Soul Temple is lying to you. The divine temple is not above the crowd but within the hearts of many.” Gao Ming shouldered the karma of all the abandoned pills. “I will not ascend on my own. I wish for everyone to become immortal.”
If the memory of the abandoned pills ascended, no matter how scary the city in Gao Ming’s heart was, it didn’t matter anymore.
The sticky black substance was cleansed by the cooperation between Gao Ming and the God of Flesh and Blood. They used their blood to wash away the stains on the memories to have them reveal their original appearance.
The abandoned pills were technically the most important memory in the cultivators’ lives. Most of them were suppressed pain, but they made up the identities of many individuals. The waste that the Soul Temple couldn’t refine became imprints in Gao Ming’s flesh. They shone in different lights and were reborn from the rot.
The furnace in the middle of the second floor was activated. Purple flames rose and bit Gao Ming like a giant snake. Gao Ming’s nightmare receded further. However, the Soul Temple was unable to fully collapse Gao Ming’s nightmare. The collision of domains caused the second floor to become unstable. The pill fragrance was dispersed by the meat fragrance. Many refiners looked around with blank gazes. There were wisps of incense smoke and the sound of gongs.
Since it couldn’t quickly deal with Gao Ming, the Soul Temple moved to treat the funeral as a joyful occasion. The divine glow overflowed. A blinding beam shot out of the middle furnace. Like a golden bridge, it carried Gao Ming to the higher floor.
Gao Ming, who was recovering, didn’t have much choice. His consciousness was dragged along by a mysterious force. His soul became light and inconsequential like the cloud. However, the next second, eight arms grabbed him and locked him in the prison of his flesh.
Gao Ming stood on the golden bridge. No matter where he went, he would move vertically away from the second floor.
“Is this ascension?”