Chapter 383: The Return
Chapter 383: The Return
The group of Infernalfolk looked in shock at the enormous hand print. A moment passed, and then the female flew over, circled it, then reached out and touched it.
Bam!
Instantly, a sound erupted out like that of metal scraping against metal.
The air solidified, turning crystal, and the most holy of auras erupted out, the type that could drive away fiends and exterminate devils.
"So strong!" the female infernal blurted, backing away in fear. Looking over her shoulder, she said, "Infernal Wave, how many moves did you exchange with this Yang Qi?"
Looking a bit embarrassed, he replied, "Just one. I attacked him, then he solidified the space around me and started crushing me. I had to use the Infernal Worm Transformation from the Nine Transformations of the Netherworld Infernal to escape. Even still, I lost about half my vital energy."
"What? A single move?"
The other Infernalfolk began to tremble in fear. "Infernal Wave, you’re definitely one of the strongest among the young Infernalfolk. You even ensconced your nascent divinity here in the Hell of Mahānata. And yet you couldn’t last longer than one move?"
"Maybe we shouldn’t try to chase down this Yang Qi. He could probably wipe us all out. That hand print there says everything."
"Come on, let’s get back and report this to the elders."
"Yeah, let's go…."
With that, the Infernalfolk disappeared, gone just as quickly as they had come.
For the following several days, Yang Qi worked on his cultivation, including the Blood of the One God, as well as the spirit stone ore he had extracted.
With each day that passed, it became easier to build up the Blood of the One God. However, every time he did, the golden imp would absorb it, and then send out godpower to bless his sage motes.
To Great Sages, sage motes were as important as life essence vital energy. And the stronger and tougher they got, the more difficult it would be to destroy them.
And now, thanks to the blessing of the godly aura, his sage motes were substructurally stronger than immortal motes. Of course, that was only their fundamental nature; they couldn’t match up at all to real immortal motes. They were like a drop of mercury compared to the raging water of a river. Although the river was more powerful, the mercury was fundamentally better. One could only imagine what it would be like when he had a river of mercury.
His substructural similarities to Demi-Immortals was the main reason he had been able to leave that hand print in the air.
Given some time, his cultivation base would rise, and he would reach the Eternal Sands, True Real, and even the Light King Step. Eventually, he would reach the level of actually being able to fight and kill Demi-Immortals.
As he did, the golden imp in his forehead would also grow stronger and more glorious.
At one point, Yang Qi suddenly started, and then looked up into the sky, and beyond it, into the depths of the universe. For some reason, he had just sensed another aura that reminded him of the God Legion Seal. However, it only flickered for a moment before vanishing.
‘Don’t tell me that there are other people out there with God Legion Seals?’ he thought, shocked. ‘Well, the seal was shattered at some point. But by who, I wonder? Perhaps the shattered pieces fell from the halls of heaven, and I just got one of them. Maybe it's like King Immortal-Slayer’s command medallion, and I have to collect all the pieces to form the final whole version.’