Yin Gen looked into the Western Quadrant, deep in thought. He pondered for a few minutes before a ruthless light flashed in his eyes.
"Blood Energy," he muttered to himself. His Zombie Art was technically an evil technique. After all, zombies were abominations, creatures whose existence is rejected by Heaven and Earth since they defy the Order of Samsara.
As such, there is one way Yin Gen could use to increase the speed of cultivating his art–absorbing Blood Energy. By absorbing the yang energy from flesh and blood of creatures, he can balance the Yin Qi in the zombie's bodies, thus accelerating the cultivation of the technique and ensuring users can reach the Golden Zombie Stage and revert to a living creature.
Additionally, absorbing souls can also accelerate this technique since they are Yin Nature.
However, he has never done such a thing throughout his entire cultivation journey. He even warned future descendants of the Body Dao Cave never to use this method.
Yin Gen had many reasons. Firstly, doing so would garner Heavenly Tribulations, making cultivating his technique even more difficult. He knew Heavenly Dao would never allow any shortcut for such a powerful technique.
The second reason was Karmic Sins. If someone used the crooked method to cultivate his technique, Buddhist Technique, and Yang Power would still remain the nemesis of this art–even after reverting to a living creature. Yin Gen desired to create the best technique, so he would not allow such an apparent weakness.
Finally, absorbing other people's flesh and blood energy would make the fleshly body less pure, making it difficult to continue cultivating in the future.
'But now, I have no choice,' thought Yin Gen. He would deal with the side effects later by purifying his body. And since he won't kill many people, he won't have to worry about karmic sins.
'I need to be swift,' he planned. 'Rush straight for Di Tian, kill him, and absorb his flesh and blood. His generals will be a pain, but as long as I use my most powerful state and attack, I can quickly get rid of them.'
Yin Gen took a moment to review his plan and perfect it; he decided to imprison these generals before going straight for Di Tian.
'He is the king and my goal. I will have a chance to prove the Dao in this generation as long as I get his blood energy.'
After making a plan, he no longer hesitated. He summoned his Emperor Artifact and put the gloves on.
Bang!
A colossal cosmic being appeared in the Western Quadrant, right in front of Di Tian's group. The being did not have skins, eyes, mouths, and noses like creatures of flesh and blood. Instead, it had a body made of mountains, rivers, forests, volcanoes, and his two eyes were the moon and the sun.
As soon as the cosmic being appeared, it attacked Di Jiaying, making the latter's face contort.
'This attack has broken the limit of 7-Leaf and is approaching the peak of 8-Leaf.'
Di Jiaying instantly knew she could not block this attack with her current strength. However, she did not despair.
'Gao Buqin,' she roared through Divine Sense. Then, a golden armor suddenly manifested out of nowhere, and she equipped it.
'Devil,' she roared, and Gluttony immediately lent her his power.
[A Country's Sacrifice]
A Tyrant can sacrifice millions of people for its benefit, and they can even sacrifice the very people they should be protecting and governing. A Tyrant's Will and desires are above everything–including the lives of all sentient beings.
Di Jiaying raised her to create a black, red shield that contained countless grievances, hatred, and curses. The essence of this shield was the lives and souls of countless people sacrificed by their king or monarch.
The sad part is even if these people are unwilling, they have no choice but to protect this tyrant–because his will is absolute.
Boom!
Yin Gen's fist hit the protective shield. The shockwave of their clash did terrible damage to the surrounding million galaxies. Additionally, a wail full of sadness traveled throughout most of the Western Quadrant, and its origin was the shield.
Di Jiaying's shield cracked, but it withstood the attack–at least temporarily. Her body trembled as she mobilized power beyond her limit. With her Tyrant Dao, she gathered more grievances to reinforce the seal.
It was as if she was sacrificing trillions of lives every passing second, but these souls did not seem real. However, that was the brilliance of her technique–it ignored the concept of reality and illusion, or real and falseness.
As soon as Yin Gen appeared, someone noticed him–Di Tian. He opened his eyes and looked at the cosmic being attacking his camp.
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