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The hills were ablaze with color, a tapestry of red across the mountains.

For six years, alongside the invasion of the bizarre, there had been a resurgence of spiritual energy in the world. Without centralized governance, even barren hills would be overgrown with forests.

An SUV parked at the foot of a hill.

Three people emerged: Xuan Huang, Vice-Curator Wu Gang, and a staff member named Jin Ning.

“The entrance to the secret realm is just ahead. We've taken defensive measures in the shortest possible time. There's a sturdy prefabricated house, and the outer perimeter of the cave is protected by a security line.”

“According to the law that the bizarre don't approach each other, as long as the Blood Pool Secret Realm is here, you don't have to worry about attacks from other bizarre creatures in the short term. The main thing to guard against is animals lured in by the Blood Pool.”

The burly Wu Gang pointed to the mountain and said to Xuan Huang.

It sounded like he was trying to encourage Xuan Huang.

However, seeing that Xuan Huang wasn't at all nervous, but was instead admiring the crimson leaves of late autumn, Wu Gang didn't know what to make of him.

Was this young man brave or just stupid?

You're a martial artist, not a Spirit Controller, so why are you so confident?

For the three of them, who started as martial artists, carrying three or four hundred pounds each was nothing.

The packages mainly contained firearms and ammunition.

After about ten minutes, the three arrived at the cave entrance.

It was a cave about four or five meters high and four or five meters wide.

Even though it was daytime, Xuan Huang's senses were exceptionally sharp.

The cave entrance was like an abyss, exuding a dense aura of blood and cold.

A concrete prefabricated barrier was set up in front of the cave entrance.

There was also a modular room, two and a half meters high, where Xuan Huang would be stationed. It was half a meter thick and looked very solid.

The three of them spent half an hour setting everything up.

“In the next few days, Xiao Jin will deliver supplies to you on time.”

As he spoke, he glanced at Xiao Jin, who had come along.

Xiao Jin nodded, looking serious and taciturn.

A conspicuous scar on his forehead gave him an unapproachable aura.

Wu Gang patted Xuan Huang on the shoulder: “The next period of time depends on you. After I go back, I will urge the curator. Also…”

“Safety first. You're not the primary person in charge, or even the most important person in charge. You're just a guard. If you encounter uncontrollable factors, remember that safety comes first. There's always hope as long as you're alive. Although life in this damn world is cheap, I still hope to bring you back safely.”

“I will, Curator.”

The burly man was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and he valued his own people very much.

Perhaps because of the martial arts training, everyone in the martial arts center was quite upright.

Or perhaps they didn't have the mind to play tricks in such an environment.

He waved his hand.

The burly man left with Xiao Jin in a carefree manner.

Only when he reached the foot of the mountain did the burly man look back at the mountainside.

“Jin Ning, what do you think of Xuan Huang?”

Jin Ning was silent for a while before saying, “A martial artist's style.”

“A martial artist's style?” Wu Gang smiled. “This kid, I remember he started learning martial arts a few years ago, right? I always thought that was it, but I didn't expect such a big change recently. I didn't even expect him to become a martial artist.”

“Curator, although we have been promoting martial arts for five years, no matter what, we are all amateurs. Hope does not lie in us, but in those teenagers in schools who start building their foundation at the age of sixteen.”

“Yes, fifteen or sixteen years old is the golden age for starting martial arts. I was almost forty years old when I started learning martial arts. I became a martial master in five years. If I had started at sixteen, I would have been a genius.”

“It will be better next year. Next year, our martial arts center will be assigned fifty graduating martial arts students, and the personnel shortage will be temporarily alleviated,” Jin Ning said.

Hearing this, Wu Gang smiled slightly, but then said helplessly: “There is hope, but where is the real hope?”

Jin Ning was also silent after hearing this.

Although both martial arts and immortal arts in this world are amateurish, heroes are born in times of turmoil, and many heroes of the era have risen against the heavens.

But now they face a huge problem: martial arts are coming to an end as soon as they begin.

If you can't achieve transcendence, transcendence will be out of control.

“Curator, you don’t need to be discouraged. When there is no road, heaven will make one. I heard that some secret research institutes have made progress and are starting experimental attempts to control the bizarre, combining the martial master’s powerful self-control.”

“In addition, isn’t the immortal arts side also trying to condense bizarre objects with the soul? Maybe there will be a breakthrough.”

Wu Gang shook his head.

As the deputy curator, he shouldn't be so frustrated and vent his depression.

He could only vent occasionally when no one was around.

“I hope so.”

Wu Gang strengthened his resolve.

Currently, the population of Blue Star is less than five billion.

Including the humans found in the small worlds, there are at least ten billion.

This is still the most conservative estimate, after all, there is no accurate survey.

Ten billion people are facing the same harsh environment.

There are countless geniuses, and definitely not a few.

Although they don't have Xuan Huang's adventures, they can still find the problem.

The problem lies in the distortion of the will of heaven, coupled with the collision and fusion of the myriad worlds, the way of heaven is incomplete.

They also understand that if they want to transcend without losing control, they must replace the will of heaven with their own will.

Of course…

Replacing the will of heaven with one's own will is a bit of an exaggeration, that is the ultimate level.

Currently, it is to make one's own will the true will.

Regardless of any evolution or cultivation, it all starts from weakness.

If the weak want to become strong, they need to learn from the heaven and earth, and humans are also products of this heaven and earth.

Learn from the heaven and earth, learn from it, and finally surpass it.

This is an unavoidable path.

The cruelty of this world is that you must understand 'truth' as soon as you come up.

Use your own true will to control your own qi, blood, spiritual energy, and soul.

For example, Xuan Huang thought of condensing will from nothingness into reality.

The first step is to condense the will into a gaseous state, the second step is a liquid state…

But this is just Xuan Huang, no one has a fourth-order soul to start with.

They also control a small world of ten meters.

No matter how small it is, it is still heaven and earth, and it is also the will of heaven.

The will of heaven with self as the master represents no mistakes, and what is wrong is also right, this is my world.

… …

Let's talk about both sides!

“I need to strengthen myself as soon as possible in the next period of time.”

Standing in front of the empty cave, Xuan Huang made arrangements for the next period of time.

He is probably taking a path of creating his own methods, splitting mountains when encountering mountains, and building bridges when encountering rivers.

With such conditions, coupled with his good mind, the wisdom of two lifetimes, Xuan Huang is very confident.

“Condense will.”

The decision is made without regret.

Now that he has made sufficient preparations, there is nothing to hesitate about.

Xuan Huang swallowed two Great Revitalization Pills, which were resources distributed by martial artists and contained powerful blood energy.

And in Xuan Huang's consciousness—

A phantom three-legged furnace began to tremble, and then the furnace emitted a scorching aura.

The soul is the furnace, the spiritual energy is the guide, the blood energy is the firewood, and the will that unifies the three is condensed in the furnace.

“Hiss~”

Even with sufficient preparations, Xuan Huang's body still trembled violently, and he couldn't help but groan.

It was too painful, it was completely like stewing himself in an iron pot.

It wasn't until an hour later.

The blood energy used as fuel was exhausted, and Xuan Huang woke up from his meditation.

“I…, civilization, civilization.”

His whole body was sore, which was the price of burning out his own qi and blood.

Xuan Huang immediately swallowed another Great Revitalization Pill to recover.

After more than ten minutes, he let out a long breath, and the soreness and weakness in his body disappeared.

He then realized that his ears and eyes were clear, and his control over himself had improved a lot.

In the depths of his consciousness, in the millstone space, Xuan Huang felt that if he expanded his will to the limit, he could control eighteen or nineteen meters.

But he didn't do this, after all, the space was too large and unstable, and ten meters was enough for now.

Before, it was at the limit, and it would tremble even if a mouse came in.

Now, it can stabilize even if a tiger comes in.

“Furnace Nine Refinements, now there is only one step away from the second refinement.”

“Looking at it this way, when I started, my will could control ten meters of the millstone space, and the second refinement is twenty meters. At this moment, it is eighteen or nineteen meters, and one more time will increase the will by a small level.”

When the will is not formed, that is, in the void stage, it is difficult to have a strict measurement standard.

Fortunately, Xuan Huang has this millstone space as a basis.

“As for the physical strength, it is still at the martial artist level, the first level of the Nine Refinements, this is not important.”

Xuan Huang divided the Nine Refinements of the "Furnace Method" into nine steps.

According to the comparison of the millstone space, it is probably when the will is at the ninth level of perfection that it can control a hundred meters in radius.

And the strength of the body is 1000 kilograms per level, and the ninth level of perfection is probably 10,000 kilograms.

The first refinement of the body corresponds to the martial artist of this world, and the fourth refinement corresponds to the martial master of this world.

But Xuan Huang doesn't pay much attention to the accumulation of the body.

It is very simple for him to improve his body, it is nothing more than quickly refining qi and blood.

As for him who has the "Gui Xu Method", "Heaven and Earth Method", and "Furnace Method", he can just devour it.

Will is the key.

Xuan Huang's goal is to keep his will one level above his body, the more the better.

As long as it is not a will that crosses a large level, it will not be out of control.

And he is not afraid of losing control. If the will is strong and the body cannot keep up, isn't there a millstone space?

If the will is too strong and there is a situation of squeezing and breaking the essence, qi, and spirit, then you can use it to expand more millstone space, there is a place to store it.

Xuan Huang's powerful soul essence is also stored there, and it doesn't matter if you store some more will, the millstone is silent.

The soul that Xuan Huang uses outside is actually a part, only half of the white soul is used, and that trace of golden soul has always been stored in the millstone space.

If the soul is completely taken out, that space will be gone, and there will be no anchoring if you want to enter it at will.

What's more, the essence of the soul is so high, if it is all used in the real world, I don't know what will happen, at least the will cannot control it at all.

As for whether it will be out of control?

Probably not, after all, there is a trace of golden immortal characteristics.

But it may not be Xuan Huang anymore.

It will become a new and powerful soul, and exist immortally.

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