Chapter 1109: Coffins (1/2)

None of Yang Qi’s companions had any idea that the mere journey itself was actually pushing his cultivation base to incomprehensible levels. He had ten thousand pieces of godhood transforming into breathing nascent souls, right there in his sea of energy.

Who could ever have imagined that something like this would happen? Of course, in the past, his Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth had created a sage child. Later, he fused that with his Unspoiled Body, causing it to dissolve into numerous streams of preheaven power, altering his substructure and making his true energy incomparably perfect. [1]

Now, as his true energy flowed, his cultivation reached an enigmatically powerful level.

In fact, he was now one hundred percent certain that he could succeed at breaking through to the mid Terrifying level.

When he did that, he would also become a Grand Emperor and his psychic scale would likely climb into the hundreds.

Of course, Yang Qi chose not to achieve that breakthrough now. He would wait until the ideal moment to do so.

Truth be told, it would definitely be his greatest trump card to use against Proud Heaven.

RUUUUMBLE!

Thunder crashed, and the stone-like vital energy erupted into wild fluctuations. In response, Doom quickly unleashed one of his best techniques, sending out a palm that caused a projected image from the god world to appear.

“Eternal God World Suppression!”

This projection of the god world was a consummate ability from the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, which he had cultivated to a very high level. Supposedly, it could be used to produce what was actually a smaller but complete version of the god world.

Not even elite experts like King Immortal-Slayer knew the full extent of the complete god world, so it was little wonder that Doom’s version was somewhat unclear.

Despite that, when the image appeared, it seemed to connect to the actual god world, producing an outflow of power that shattered the surrounding lightning.

Drawing on more of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, Doom reached out to the shattered lightning, causing it to swirl into his palm in the shape of a sphere.

It was a sphere of primal-chaos stone lightning so formidable that, if used in combat against a mid Terrifying expert, it would easily turn them into stone.

Seeing this, the Shepherd and Proud World were both shaken and envious. However, they could do nothing more than stare as it happened.

“Not bad. Not bad at all.” Yang Qi nodded in admiration. “That primal-chaos stone lightning is strong enough to hurt even us. I never imagined that you would be able to assimilate it, Brother Doom. In the interests of not falling behind you, how about we work together to clear out all the lightning here?”

He waved his sleeve, and sucked some more nearby lightning into his sleeve, even faster than Doom had done.

“Very impressive,” said Doom, inwardly shocked at how enigmatic Yang Qi’s cultivation base was. He also wondered how he was making such progress. After all, Doom had been forced to use his God Legion Seal and a projection of the god world to subjugate the lightning, whereas Yang Qi had simply waved his sleeve.

Doom couldn’t even comprehend how that was possible.

‘Maybe it's because he’s an Inheritor,’ he thought. Although Yang Qi didn’t seem to be using the God Legion Seal, Doom knew that unless he truly abandoned it, the two of them were destined to be enemies. Although Doom still didn’t intend to oppose Yang Qi, he knew that after they killed Proud Heaven, they would have to walk different paths. And there was also the question of who would get Proud Heaven’s God Legion Seal. Doom was definitely not inclined to give it up.

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Meanwhile, back in the Sage Monarch League, Jadefall, Sectlord Will Manifestation, and other loyalists sat beneath the Preeminent God Pillar, working on their cultivation and managing the affairs of the alliance. All of them had very high cultivation bases.

Normally speaking, sects would have disciples go out on missions to gain experience and resources, and further their cultivation. They didn’t just give out resources, but required disciples to earn them via merit. That was the only way to ensure the continued operation of an organization, although it often led to disciples making mistakes and ruining their cultivation.

Truth be told, acquiring all the resources necessary to cultivate a particular daoist technique to completion often took up about ninety percent of the time involved.

Cultivating a godly-class energy art to completion might only take a few years, if one had all the resources. Yang Qi had faced that same challenge during his time in the mortal world. Sometimes, finding the right resources could take thousands or even tens of thousands of years. And some people might never get what they needed.

Yang Qi had just acquired a huge influx of resources from the executors’ storehouses, and they were definitely enough to keep the Sage Monarch League going, as well as help his subordinates further their cultivation.