Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

"Control your restless mind, maintain your center and embrace oneness! ...You really are audacious, daring to recklessly use body-tempering techniques to guide immortal light without a master's supervision! Don't you know how dangerous this is?!"

"...Very well, in this land of declining Dharma, it's unlikely anyone is proficient in this method...I will impart to you a mantra that can slay inner demons; listen carefully!"

That female voice was like a bucket of cold water poured over my head.

Jiang Chuan's confused consciousness was forcibly pulled back at the last moment. He bit his tongue hard, and the intense pain allowed him to break free from that false memory for a moment.

It was in that very moment.

He saw the terrifying changes taking place within himself.

The uncontrolled divine light had burned half of his body, leaving it riddled with holes, the flesh charred and exposed, and the bones stark white.

And the head that grew out of the shoulder had somehow grown most of its neck.

He was grinning from ear to ear.

He stared at him with an extremely eerie smile.

Jiang Chuan felt his blood run cold.

In his previous life, he had read countless online novels.

Of course I know that the cultivation system includes something called "inner demons".

But the inner demons in those novels at most bounce around in the sea of ​​consciousness; I've never heard of any inner demon that can directly interfere with reality and grow a second head on the physical body!

Is this some kind of inner demon or a tumor?!

But he didn't have time to think it through.

The method the woman taught him had only one key principle: cut off thoughts as if cutting off a person; be ruthless, eliminate all thoughts, and do not hesitate for even a moment.

Jiang Chuan closed his eyes, steeled his resolve, and with his right hand, fingers together, he raised his blade and brought it down. A silver-white blade of light slashed diagonally down from above his right shoulder, precisely cutting into the base of the head's neck.

Click!

The head rolled off the shoulder, bounced twice on the ground, and was still laughing.

Those eyes, exactly like Jiang Chuan's, churned with an indescribable resentment.

His lips moved as he uttered his last words: "You can't get rid of me... We are one..."

Before the words were even finished, the head turned into a wisp of black smoke, hissing in the celestial light, and vanished completely.

Jiang Chuan then withdrew his hand, panting heavily, his body drenched in cold sweat.

He looked down at his body. After severing the head, the regenerative effects of the Eternal Body finally took over again. The holes burned through by the divine light were healing at a visible speed, and new flesh covered the charred bones. In just a few breaths, he was back to normal.

But the lingering fear in my heart did not diminish in the slightest.

He had just watched helplessly as his consciousness was overwritten by a false memory, yet he couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resistance.

If it weren't for the woman's voice waking him up in time, he would have been burned alive by the immortal light by now.

Or not?

He's become a schizophrenic monster with two heads forever!

For him, the latter was even more terrifying; it would have been better for him to be burned to death!

Jiang Chuan suppressed the fear in his heart.

Raise your head.

From the depths of the celestial light, a tall, ethereal figure solemnly clasped his hands in a salute: "Many thanks for saving me, senior! May I ask your honorable name? If there is an opportunity in the future, I, Jiang, will surely repay your kindness tenfold!"

The woman in the green robe continued to walk slowly in the celestial light. Upon hearing this, she merely turned her head slightly, revealing a very faint profile of her face.

Her voice was cold: "I saved you because we are 'the same kind' as each other. As for repaying the debt... you should get out of this secret realm alive first."

Jiang Chuan let out a soft breath. He knew that he was not yet being taken seriously by the other party.

This is not a sign of disrespect.

but facts.

He had a vague idea that these mysterious experts probably came from some hidden immortal sects that had been passed down since ancient times, and even the four major bloodline races dared not provoke them easily.

His status was worlds apart from the others.

Jiang Chuan could only remember this kindness.

He clasped his hands in a fist salute.

Only then did I re-examine my own situation.

He has completely broken through the bottleneck of the third rank, and his level has been steadily stopped at level 89, which is the peak of the eighth rank in the conventional sense.

More importantly, the supreme yang power within him has begun to merge with the immortal light, which means that he has successfully taken the first step into the body tempering stage!

Although it is still a long way from the "Solar Body" recorded in the "True Fire Refinement Record of the Sun Corona".

but,

At least he has already touched the threshold of cultivating immortality!

The divine light still burned my body.

However, it is no longer fatal.

He stretched his shoulders to make sure nothing unusual had grown on his body.

Followed by.

Jiang Chuan couldn't help but let an absurd thought pop into his head.

Although he had never seen a real cultivator in the world he lived in in his previous life, he had read a lot of novels and watched a lot of movies related to cultivation.

The rare and precious materials in those novels are either formed from the condensation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, or opportunities left behind by ancient powerful beings.

I've never heard of any spiritual inspiration that could make a person grow a second head.

On the contrary, it's something else that everyone is familiar with...

Nuclear radiation!

Organisms exposed to nuclear radiation often suffer physical deformities. In mild cases, their genes collapse, leading to incurable diseases. In more severe cases, they may grow an extra arm or an extra head—there are precedents for this!

"This divine light..." Jiang Chuan's lips twitched slightly, "Is it the innate spiritual light used for cultivating immortality, or some kind of radiant light?"

Once the thought popped into my head, I couldn't suppress it anymore.

The more he thought about it, the more horrified he became. If the celestial light was indeed some kind of high-dimensional radiation energy, then wouldn't this so-called "ancient celestial palace" in front of him be a nuclear reactor?

Were those ancient cultivators a group of prehistoric monsters who mastered the use of nuclear energy?

He shook his head.

Put this absurd idea aside for now.

Watching those figures disappear into the immortal gate, Jiang Chuan stopped in his tracks.

That celestial palace must hold an extraordinary destiny.

But what does he have to fight for?

Those mysterious experts moved through the celestial light as if it were flat ground, while the four divine sons of the four clans could only barely keep up and eat dust. He was just a half-baked cultivator who had barely touched the threshold of body tempering, and even if he rushed in, he would only be a stepping stone for others.

Rather than going in as cannon fodder, it's better to seize the opportunity before you.

The celestial light of this place.

For him, this was already an unparalleled destiny with the immortals!

This celestial light, which is a deadly poison to others, is an excellent furnace for tempering his 'Sun Dao Body'.

He sat cross-legged in the center of the square, closed his eyes and concentrated, and directly activated the body tempering technique. Immortal light surged into his body like a tide, and the supreme yang fire in his meridians blazed fiercely, forcibly refining every wisp of immortal light.

A sudden itch came from my abdomen, and a new granulation tissue was sprouting out at a visible speed. In the blink of an eye, it grew into the outline of half a finger, and the tip even began to differentiate into the shape of a nail.

As the flesh grew, a strange force began to influence his consciousness.

Trying to change his perception.

This led him to believe that such a change was only natural.

Jiang Chuan felt a chill run down his spine. He silently recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra taught by the mysterious woman, and with his left hand, he cleaved the deformed chunk of flesh with a single stroke, his fingers forming a knife-like shape.

Another strange movement came from under his left rib. This time, half of a distorted face emerged from under the skin, its lips moving as if about to say something. But a blade of light descended from the sky, slicing it clean, skin and bone.

As a result, various deformed flesh and blood continued to grow on his body, some like fingers, some like eyeballs, and some were simply a shapeless mass of flesh.

Jiang Chuan activated the Mind-Clearing Technique, his mind becoming as clear as a mirror, and any thoughts of inner demons that surfaced were instantly shattered.

One cut, one kill, without hesitation.

The slender, hair-like flame of pure yang within his body began to grow stronger.