He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Yun Yi wanted to take a deep breath.

But he couldn't do it.

His lungs were filled with amniotic fluid and blood, and breathing was a function he had not yet acquired.

He was just an infant trapped in a corpse's womb, his body curled up in a ball, with not even enough space to stretch out his limbs.

The noise outside continued.

How many heretics are there in this group?

"There were about forty of them, all of whom were found in the shelters on the west side."

"That female leader was quite formidable; she killed more than a dozen of our brothers by herself, and only collapsed after the captain shot her through the abdomen with the Holy Lance."

"The one who's pregnant?"

"Yes, it's her."

"Her husband died long ago, and she doesn't know whose child she's carrying."

"Who cares whose it is, they're all heretics. Push them in."

The temperature is getting higher and higher.

Yunyi felt the amniotic fluid surrounding him begin to evaporate, and the temperature inside his mother's abdominal cavity was rising at a rate that could be felt with the naked eye.

Before long, the corpse will be completely engulfed by the flames, while he is still inside.

He couldn't wait any longer.

Yun Yi closed his eyes, extending his consciousness outward to touch the energy of this world.

This is the first thing he does after being born in each new world—to sense the energy density.

Energy density determines the upper limit of this world, and also determines how much power he can exert at the beginning.

Then he paused for a moment.

high.

very high.

The energy density of this world far exceeds that of all the worlds he has experienced, including the second microcosm.

The air was filled with some kind of active energy particles that were almost tangible to the skin, like countless tiny specks of light floating in the darkness, densely packed and omnipresent.

With such a high density, there's almost no need for conscious absorption; the body can be slowly permeated with energy simply through natural breathing.

Yun Yi felt a moment of relief.

That makes things easier.

He activated the "Gods and Demons Devouring Heaven" technique without hesitation.

This technique was his innate supernatural power, which he comprehended based on the innate enlightenment seed that grew twelve leaves.

The principle is simple—devouring.

It devours all energy—the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the power of bloodlines, fragments of laws, and even the life force of enemies—transforming it all into its own cultivation.

As long as matter exists in this world, "Gods and Demons Devouring Heaven" can devour it.

The moment the technique was activated, Yun Yi's body transformed into a vortex.

Using his consciousness as the core and his mother's corpse as the medium, he pulled in all the energy within a radius of tens of meters.

The first to respond were the free-floating energy particles in the sky and earth. Like iron filings attracted by a magnet, they rushed madly toward the female corpse on the cart.

The energy flowed so fast that it created a faint, visible glimmer in the air, like countless fine silver threads converging from all directions.

Then came the flames.

The furnace door was open, and orange-red flames surged inside the furnace.

But the flames did not burn quietly—they began to flicker and sway, then spread outwards in a way that defied logic, being forcibly pulled from the furnace by an invisible force, stretching into a thin column of fire in mid-air, shooting straight toward the woman's abdomen.

"What—"

"What's going on?!"

"The fire, the flames have been absorbed!"

The surrounding fanatical believers retreated in fear; some raised their guns, while others instinctively gripped the holy emblem on their chests.

They had never seen anything like it before—flames, like a tamed snake, obediently burrowed into the belly of a corpse, which, instead of burning, emitted an eerie dark red glow.

The absorption is still ongoing.

Yun Yi felt the familiar sensation of energy surging through his meridians, and his power was returning to his control.

In "Gods and Demons Devouring the Heavens," the flame energy that he devoured was continuously compressed, refined, and transformed, and integrated into the immortal meridians he had created.

He chose the path of immortality, which he was most familiar with, from among many systems.

Besides being familiar to everyone, this system is also the most versatile compared to other systems.

One layer of Qi.

The meridians were forcibly opened under the impact of energy, and the baby's body emitted a slight crackling sound as the bones grew and the flesh and blood were reorganized.

Second level of Qi Refining.

Energy surged into the dantian, condensing into the first wisp of true essence in the empty sea of ​​qi, which spun rapidly, forming a small vortex.

Three layers of Qi Refining.

The vortex expanded, the true essence solidified, and the body began to release heat waves outward.

The placenta and amniotic fluid surrounding him evaporated completely under the high temperature, and the mother's uterine wall dried up, cracked, and broke.

The fourth level of Qi Refining.

The energy of the flames was no longer sufficient to support a breakthrough to a higher level, but Yun Yi did not stop.

He expanded the scope of his devouring—not just the flames, but also the remaining fuel in the furnace, the free heat in the air, and even the life energy emanating from the believers.

Five layers of Qi Refining.

enough.

Yun Yi opened his eyes.

Meanwhile, those outside witnessed a scene they would never forget.

The pregnant woman's abdomen was ruptured.

No blood gushed out of the crack—all the blood had been evaporated by the high temperature.

What emerged from the crack was a baby's hand.

It was very small, with fair skin, and its five fingers were spread out, with a faint red glow at the fingertips.

Then the other hand.

Grasp the edges of the tear with both hands and rip it open with force—

Yunyi stood up from inside his mother's abdominal cavity.

He stood on the trolley, his body no longer than an adult's forearm, his skin still bearing traces of fetal blood and amniotic fluid, and his whole body radiating a scorching white mist.

His wet hair clung to his scalp, his eyes were open, and a dark red light slowly flowed deep within his black pupils, like two pieces of red-hot charcoal.

He stood barefoot on his mother's ruptured abdomen, his own mother in this world beneath his feet, and an unfamiliar ceiling and flickering lights above his head.

The cult members in uniform around them stared in disbelief at the scene—an infant crawled out of the corpse, stood up, and exuded an aura that sent shivers down their spines.

The baby wasn't even much bigger than their palms, but its presence felt like a mountain, making it hard for them to breathe.

"Monster—"

The cultist closest to the cart reacted the fastest, raising his gun and pointing it at Yun Yi.

But he failed to pull the trigger.

Yun Yi raised his hand and flicked his finger lightly in that direction.

A thin stream of true energy shot out from the fingertip, like a red-hot needle, piercing through the cultist's brow.

The believer froze, his eyes widened, and his mouth opened as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

There was only a tiny red dot between his eyebrows, and not a drop of blood flowed out—the true essence burned and sealed off the surrounding tissue the moment it penetrated the skull.

He fell straight down, hitting the ground with a dull thud.

The fifth level of Qi Refining may not be considered a powerful cultivation level in the current world, but it is enough to crush ordinary believers who have not truly cultivated.

The remaining cult members finally realized what was happening and began screaming, firing their guns, and scattering in all directions.

Bullets came from all directions, sparking as they hit the metal frame of the cart and leaving a dense array of bullet holes in the wall.