Ning Cheng had seen the Hope Clan's cultivation method, and it was indeed a branch of the Destiny Cultivation Method. It was just that after cultivating it, it had completely deformed and turned into the Destiny Cultivation Method.
In addition to self-cultivation, this cultivation method could also enhance one's strength through a shortcut. This shortcut was to absorb the Power of Hope from the believers. A 'Li had also briefly explained the Power of Hope Cultivation Method to Ning Cheng, so Ning Cheng roughly understood the cultivation path of the Destiny Cultivation Method.
The more devout the believer, the purer and more powerful the Power of Hope. For the remnant soul cultivating the Destiny Cultivation Method, the purity of the Power of Hope was crucial.
The remnant soul's power of thought swept over, and the dry firewood on the altar under Yu Qing's feet suddenly burst into flames.
Ning Cheng felt extremely anxious in his heart, but his expression remained unusually calm. He even had a slight smile on his face as he chanted softly, "If you don't know your destiny, you can't cultivate your body. When the sky is out of season, the sun and moon lose their light; when the earth is out of season, no grass and trees grow. Life without a wish, without the foundation of cultivation, Dao Intent becomes desolate. I pray with my pure soul as the Destiny Cultivation Method. I am willing to use my life to pray for the Emperor Lord, to sacrifice my life for the Emperor Lord ….. "
Ning Cheng's chants continued as he stepped on the dry firewood and stepped onto the altar. The flames burned Ning Cheng's clothes in an instant before starting to burn his hair and skin.
The reason why Ning Cheng dared to do this was that he understood the Destiny Cultivation Method too well. No matter how pure the Power of Hope was, it wasn't as powerful as the devout Power of Hope that was voluntarily sacrificed.
Yu Qing's soul was pure, but Yu Qing was obviously unwilling to be burned to death, unwilling to use her soul and life to strengthen the remnant soul cultivating the Destiny Cultivation Method. Ning Cheng, on the other hand, was different. When he chanted this, he was even willing to stand up and offer his life to the remnant soul of the Destiny Cultivation Method. This was what the remnant soul of the Hope Clan wanted the most.
Ning Cheng had lost his cultivation, but he was still a Dao Fusion powerhouse. Moreover, the vaguely powerful Power of Hope made the remnant soul of the Hope Clan throw Yu Qing aside.
How could such a pure and willing powerful soul and sacrificial life be mixed with other souls? Therefore, after Dan Ning Cheng stepped onto the altar, he easily pulled Yu Qing away from the pillar.
"Hurry up and leave." Yu Qing smelled the burning smell on Ning Cheng's skin and cried out anxiously. Whether or not the words spoken by Ning Cheng were true or false, she was not willing to consider it. A person who risked his life to save her, even if he was lying, was sincere to her.
For as long as she could remember, no one had ever voluntarily burned to death to save her.
The flames had not yet reached her body, but she could already feel the torment. Moreover, Ning Cheng's body had already been ignited, so how could she bear this kind of pain and suffering? But she could only helplessly watch Ning Cheng get burned by the fire in front of her. This kind of feeling was simply unbearable for her. She would rather be the one being burned.
The tearing pain spread from Ning Cheng's skin to his heart, before penetrating into the deepest part of his soul. Even if Ning Cheng had endured all kinds of terrible pain during Body-Forging, it was not as torturous as this burning flame. Previously, when he was tempering his body, he could still circulate his cultivation technique to resist it, and he could even use pills to help him. But now, he was forcing the flames to burn him.
"Big Brother Ning … …"
"Big Brother …"
The voices of the beggar and the Mei siblings sounded extremely anxious. The three of them also ran over from afar, apparently wanting to pull out the fire and save Ning Cheng.
"Ning Cheng, hurry up and leave. I believe in your words …." Yu Qing almost burst into tears. She didn't know where she got the courage to drag Ning Cheng out of the fire.
Ning Cheng knew that he definitely couldn't leave. If he left, how could the remnant soul cultivating the Hope Clan's cultivation technique give up? From the fact that the flames didn't burn Yu Qing, he understood it very clearly.
He grabbed Yu Qing's arm, twisted his face, and spoke in a hoarse voice that was almost inaudible, "You don't have to take it to heart. You don't owe me anything … In my previous life, you froze to death for me. In this life, let me burn to death for you …."
He was worried that if Yu Qing's cultivation succeeded in the future, she would also have Dao Marks in her heart. After saying this, he directly grabbed Yu Qing and threw her out with all his strength. At the same time, he shouted, "Little beggar, the three of you remember, if anyone dares to bully Yu Qing, kill without mercy …."
"No …." Yu Qing didn't even manage to finish her words before Ning Cheng threw her over the fire towards the three people.
"Bang!" The moment Ning Cheng threw Yu Qing out, the fire completely erupted, and the people outside could no longer see Ning Cheng's shadow. It was like a small volcano. The little beggar and the other two supported Yu Qing as they ran over. They stared blankly at the mountain of flames, dumbfounded. They could only stare at this kind of flame.
When Yu Qing was thrown out, and the flames burst out, a 'kacha' sound rang out, and Ning Cheng felt as if a shackle had suddenly cracked and shattered in his heart. Endless Dao Charm aura gathered, and his spiritual consciousness, which couldn't be released before, suddenly stretched out. Spirit essence rose crazily, and one Dao Charm after another condensed around Ning Cheng.
A kind of ecstasy welled up in Ning Cheng's heart. His Dao Marks healed the moment he sent Yu Qing out, replacing her in the fire. At the same time, his cultivation also rose wildly. Once his cultivation recovered, this kind of mortal fire wouldn't have any effect on him even if it burned for thousands of years.
Dao Charm filled the air, and his cultivation recovered. The burning body was no longer suffering in the flames, but a kind of nirvana, and the power of his body also quickly returned.
Ning Cheng's spiritual consciousness immediately swept out, and the next moment, he saw the remnant soul hiding above the Life-Wishing Temple.
Ning Cheng did not hesitate to raise his hand and grab it. A tearing scream erupted, and Zhu Ming's remnant soul ended up bound by Ning Cheng's space. Unable to resist Ning Cheng's palm, Zhu Ming's remnant soul turned into ashes, along with his Spiritual Soul.
The beautiful Life-Wishing Temple collapsed crazily at this moment and turned into ruins in the blink of an eye.
Rolling thunder rumbled in the air, and Ning Cheng just wanted to roar. His cultivation had recovered. The Dao traces had been repaired, and his cultivation had recovered. His strength had directly reached the late-stage Primordial Chaos Realm.
Although he hadn't touched the Dao Integration Realm yet, it was only a matter of time. With the help of the Recalling Bodhi Seed, he had already seen the way to Dao Integration.
A terrifying spatial vortex pressure swept over, and the surrounding space began to crack. The terrifying suction of the vortex seemed as if it would suck Ning Cheng into the void in the next moment.
Ning Cheng knew what was going on. It was because his strength had recovered, and the Dao Charm Law was too powerful for this interface to bear. But Ning Cheng didn't care. With his strength, he could easily restrain his Dao Charm and establish a foothold in this low-level interface.
Just when Ning Cheng wanted to restrain his Dao Charm Law aura, a familiar and terrifying Dao Charm aura rushed towards him.
Ning Cheng's heart trembled. He was too familiar with this Dao Charm aura. Back in the Great Change Realm's underground abyss, he had been caught by that handprint once. At that time, that handprint was far less powerful than this one. This time, he felt the Dao Charm aura again, and it was thousands of times stronger than the handprint from back then.
Hurry up and leave. I can't stay in this place. This was Ning Cheng's only thought. As soon as he had this thought, he didn't put up any resistance and let the crazy Dao Charm vortex suck him away.
This Dao Charm vortex's suction was because his cultivation was too powerful, and it didn't allow him to stay in a low-level interface. Ning Cheng could resist it, but he didn't dare to resist it now.
Once he resisted the vortex's suction, that familiar aura of the handprint would definitely hit this interface. Regardless of whether he was the other party's opponent or not, that terrifying imposing aura would definitely smash this low-level interface into pieces.
After Ning Cheng rushed into the void following the Dao Charm vortex, he felt the powerful aura following him like maggots in the tarsal bone.
Instead, Ning Cheng breathed in a sigh of relief. This person's strength definitely far exceeded his own, at least by more than a few levels.
But as long as this person followed him and didn't care about the low-level interface where Sand City was located, it would be fine. Otherwise, he wouldn't have the ability to stop this person.
Ning Cheng frantically escaped through the void, and that aura crazily followed behind him. Ning Cheng didn't know how many interfaces he had escaped through or how many voids he had crossed, but that handprint still followed him.
It was too slow. Ning Cheng knew that the powerful aura following him was just the perception of that powerhouse. The reason for this was that the powerhouse was extremely far away from him. Once that powerhouse caught up to him, he would never be able to escape.
When another spacial vortex appeared in front of Ning Cheng, Ning Cheng directly entered the Mysterious Yellow Bead and let the Mysterious Yellow Bead draw itself into the spacial vortex.
The Mysterious Yellow Bead had long since become his. Without his consent, no one would be able to sense it.
… …
Sand City, at this moment, fell into complete silence. Ning Cheng replacing Yu Qing and entering the fire wasn't a big deal.
Thunder roared in the sky, and even though everyone was standing in an open space, they could still feel the pressure of death from the rolling thunder. Fortunately, that pressure disappeared in an instant. Later, everyone could only see and feel the collapse of the Wishing Life Temple.
After a long time, when the oppressive aura of death disappeared, someone in the crowd suddenly whispered, "Hey, why do I feel that Emperor Wishing Life no longer exists?"
"I feel it too, and I no longer have the urge to kneel down and pray like before …."
No one said anything about it, but when someone mentioned it, it immediately caused another voice. "That Headmaster did all kinds of evil and finally suffered the wrath of the heavens. This place was also smashed to pieces by the heavenly thunder …."
"Yes, these people did all kinds of evil …."
One voice turned into ten, ten turned into a hundred, and then into countless voices. The believers of Emperor Wishing Life began to retreat secretly, because they themselves had lost the desire to pray.
The sparks had already lit up, and even if they retreated, there was no way to stop it. Countless people rushed towards those believers, and countless people started to fight.
In the end, it was hard to tell who was a believer and who was not.
Sand City's City Master saw this scene but didn't care much about it. Instead, he calmly began to mobilize the army to quell the chaos. He knew that after this incident, Sand City would no longer have the monthly sacrifice, nor would it have the Headmaster of Wishing Life Wishing Life Temple.
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On the chaotic public square, the people had already dispersed, leaving only bloodstains and chaos on the ground. Only Yu Qing was still standing on the flattened altar, and behind her were the three people from the little beggar's group.
Dream, Ning Cheng, altar, fire, past life, present life ….
These scenes constantly crisscrossed in her mind, and she couldn't tell which was real and which was fake.
Only Ning Cheng's words remained clear, "You don't have to take it to heart. In my past life, you froze to death for me. In this life, let me burn to death for you …."
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