Honghuang: The Golden Crow Emperor, starts by robbing the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 959 Cultivation System
After leaving the shop, Ling Xiao randomly chose an inn in the city and selected a room protected by an array.

He then took out various materials, which were the treasures he had selected.

"The cultivation system of this world is truly deformed."

"It's ridiculous that they're all just imitating."

Ling Xiao couldn't help but laugh out loud.

No matter how crude the system of the Primordial Immortal Path may be, as long as one continues to cultivate, even reaching the ninth level of the Great Dao Realm, one may still see no end in sight.
However, when Ling Xiao consulted the cultivation manuals of this world, he couldn't help but laugh in exasperation.

All things imitate the cultivation of innate beings, while innate beings imitate the cultivation of true gods and demons.

Since it's imitation, it's naturally impossible to surpass it.

This is something that every powerful cultivator in the primordial world knows.

After all, if one were to truly imitate, at the end of some cultivation systems stands the Chaos God.

"The cultivation system of this world is extremely deformed and has no future." Ling Xiao also sighed, but in order to conceal his identity and remain in hiding, he still had to cultivate the cultivation system of this chaotic world.

Sitting cross-legged, Ling Xiao breathed continuously. The countless cultivation resources he had just bought crumbled one by one, and were then transformed into the purest form of heaven and earth energy.

With each breath, chaotic energy flowed freely from Ling Xiao's body, then quickly dissipated.

In the blink of an eye, a phantom appeared behind Ling Xiao and slowly condensed into a physical form!
The third stage is also known as the Dharma Realm in this world.

It means taking the object of imitation as one's own Dharma form.

The stronger the role model, the stronger the foundation of one's cultivation will naturally be.

Ling Xiao was simply too lazy to go through all that. If we're talking about arrogance, even if it were the ancestral god Pangu, Ling Xiao wouldn't be willing to imitate him.

In an instant, countless divine lights appeared on Ling Xiao's body, and a great sun and golden crow suddenly appeared behind him!
That's him!
Ling Xiao naturally used himself as his Dharma form. In a moment, the void trembled and countless rays of sunlight were absorbed into his body. In just a moment, the Dharma form behind Ling Xiao was completely formed!
The Great Sun Golden Crow Dharma Form!

It can also be called the Lingxiao Dharma Image.

"I wonder how those old guys will condense their Dharma forms."

Ling Xiao opened his eyes, a smile appearing on his lips.

There were more than just two or three people who entered this world with him to infiltrate.

"If someone actually imitates the true gods and demons of this world, then things will get interesting."

Ling Xiao chuckled and shook his head, then continued to sit cross-legged and cultivate.

After condensing the Great Sun Golden Crow Dharma Form, Ling Xiao was only a moment away from reaching the so-called fourth level of cultivation.

It had only been half a day since he left Mount Taixuan and completed the first cycle of cultivation.

……

Northern snowfields.

thump!

A corpse fell to the ground, clutching the gun handle stuck in its own chest, its face filled with disbelief!

"I... I'm your father! Why, why are you like this?!"

Looking at the fallen middle-aged man, the young man holding a long spear, dressed in animal skins and wearing a wolf-head hat sneered.

"You dare to call yourself my father? I'd rather kill you and give you some peace and quiet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pale-faced young man drew his spear and killed the middle-aged man instantly.

At the same time, his aura surged wildly, instantly reaching the third level as well. In the shadows, a demon god laughing wildly appeared behind him!

Upon witnessing this scene, many herders from the nomadic tribes lowered their heads, unable to look directly at it.

"Hmph, mortals."

Luo Hou gripped his spear, kicked away the body that belonged to the father, and then said, "From today onwards, I will be your leader."

"Meet the leader!"

"Our leader is blessed by the Eternal Heaven!" "We will follow our leader like lambs to a sheepdog!"

……

Looking at the numerous mortals prostrate on the ground, Luo Hou merely sneered before speaking, "Tell me where the other tribes are?"

Upon hearing this, an elder from the tribe raised his head and said, "The Black Wolf tribe is about three miles away. The heavy snow hasn't arrived yet, and they're just passing through."

"very good."

Luo Hou nodded, not even glancing at the corpse on the ground, and then said, "I'll take you to plunder and kill!"

Upon hearing this, the many mortals present were startled, and their hearts pounded uncontrollably.

kill?
Looting?

How could such a small tribe achieve this?
The old man who had just spoken turned pale.

"We're doomed. The White Wolf tribe has ten times the number of us, and their leader is a fourth-level powerhouse."

"How can this be allowed!?"

Seeing the new leader with the eerie and terrifying phantom of a demon god emerging from behind him, they all nodded in submission.

In a short while, Luo Hou led these weak mortals out to meet the enemy and rode forward on horseback.

A short while later, a relocated tribe was seen passing by.

"Friends of the Hundred Birds Tribe, what are you going to do?"

Upon hearing the sound of Luo Hou's horse hooves, people from the wolf tribe immediately came out.

It was an old man with a black cloth wrapped around his head. He was about to speak when a flash of sword light appeared, and a head was raised high.

"He killed the clan chief!?"

Almost immediately, the warriors with second and third rank combat power rushed forward. However, how could they possibly be a match for Luo Hou? With just a few sword strikes, one head after another was raised high.

In an instant, Luo Hou slaughtered countless people, leaving the warriors of his tribe who had accompanied him stunned in place.

"We surrender, we are willing to submit!"

When Luo Hou beheaded the 103rd head, the Black Wolf tribe could no longer bear it, and an old man stepped forward to lead the entire tribe in surrendering and submitting.

"very good."

Luo Hou grinned, sensing that the killing just now seemed to have improved his cultivation level.

"We didn't get to kill enough!"

When these words were spoken, both the Black Wolf Tribe and the Hundred Birds Tribe were terrified.

"Now, you piece of trash are my men."

Luo Hou spoke calmly, "Now I want you to unite and become a tribe."

"Now tell me, where are there any other tribes?"

Upon hearing this, the people of both tribes were filled with extreme fear, especially the Hundred Birds tribe.

"When did the young clan leader's strength become so terrifying?"

However, they dared not refute it, nor did they dare remain silent.

"There is a grassland about thirteen miles away where the Yanba tribe grazes their horses."

"The Dongxiong tribe will pass through here, about six miles away."

"Twenty miles away is the Tuoba tribe, but they have a lot of people."

……

At this time, heavy snow was approaching on the grassland, and tribes began their southward migration, resulting in an exceptionally high density of tribes in this area.

(End of this chapter)