Yang Chen naturally didn't know what had happened in the Cloudy Palace of the Golden Arches, but the huge amount of merit still shocked him. On the merit ring, a long string of zeros showed how high his current merit level was. However, within the range that the ring could display, there was only a string of zeros and no other numbers.
If anyone else saw this, they would definitely think that Yang Chen was just a guy with no merit points. Only Yang Chen himself knew how huge the long string of zeros represented. The reason why there were no other numbers was because it was too long to display.
Since the Queen Mother and the Jade Emperor were dead, the old Heavenly Court had no chance of being restored. With Yang Chen on the Immortal Slaying Platform, there was nothing else to do.
After placing the blade on the knife rack, Yang Chen returned to his resting room. After resting for a while, he took off the executioner's heavenly robe prepared in the Immortal Slaying Platform and changed into the mortal world's clothes that he came in with. After tidying up, he forcefully suppressed the churning and joy in his heart and walked resolutely towards the door of the Immortal Slaying Platform.
Once the Immortal Slaying Platform was stained with immortal blood or touched something that shouldn't be touched, the door would automatically disappear. However, Yang Chen had been very careful. Until now, the door of the Immortal Slaying Platform was still standing in the same place without any changes.
The officials of the Heavenly Court had to borrow the power of the entire Heavenly Court to use the Dream Reversal Technique once under the Jade Emperor's decree to choose an executioner in the mortal world. Once chosen, unless the executioner in the Immortal Slaying Platform died, they would never choose again. Since Yang Chen didn't die, then he wouldn't touch the restrictions of the Immortal Slaying Platform and inform the officials of the Heavenly Court.
The Jade Emperor was already dead. In a short period of time, no new immortals would enter the Immortal Slaying Platform. Yang Chen knew this in his heart. After ascending and entering the Heavenly Court, he had never heard of anyone being executed.
When he reached the door, he turned back to look at the Immortal Slaying Platform and the blade. Then, Yang Chen revealed a smile and strode out of the door.
The scene in front of him changed rapidly, and suddenly, it turned into a patch of darkness. Yang Chen looked around, but he was still in his shabby house, and it was still late at night. He just didn't know how much time had passed in the mortal world.
It was early winter when Yang Chen came out, but everyone in the county seemed to shiver in their sleep. It was as if they felt a chill from their bones, and they couldn't help but hug their bedsheets tightly. The rats and ants that were still moving underground all stopped moving at that moment. The entire county was as silent as a dead city.
Many people in the death row suddenly woke up, and their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably. It was as if the God of Death had arrived beside them, and some of the more timid ones even collapsed.
On a distant mountain peak, a fairy-like woman suddenly looked in this direction and frowned. She murmured: "What a powerful killing intent. Just how many lives has this demon killed?" Her figure blurred and disappeared.
In the other directions, there were also people who noticed the changes here. The older ones just looked at it briefly, and many people immediately flew in this direction. Looking at their cultivations, some were high, some were low, and they were uneven.
As soon as Yang Chen came out, he noticed that something was wrong. In the Immortal Beheading Stage, this murderous aura and killing intent didn't matter, but in the mortal world, this was something that made people crazy. If he didn't solve the murderous aura problem in a short time, he would encounter a few cultivators. If he was lucky, they might understand that he was an executioner and wouldn't do anything to Yang Chen. If he was unlucky, he might directly use the Flying Sword to kill the demon.
He thought that with his own mind cultivation, this little murderous aura was nothing. But Yang Chen didn't expect that he would kill immortals to the point where his murderous aura was exposed. It was really a miscalculation.
Three Purities Secret Art, Yang Chen suddenly remembered the words of the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord. The Three Purities Secret Art could refine the killing intent and turn it into spiritual awareness. It was simply a life-saving magic weapon at this moment. No wonder the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord would say that he would be able to use it soon.
At the moment, Yang Chen didn't dare to neglect. He hurriedly recited the Three Purities Secret Art taught by the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord and began to slowly comprehend the mystery. After a long time, Yang Chen sat up and began to cultivate according to the first layer of the Three Purities Secret Art. The Three Purities Secret Art had a total of nine layers. Even if Yang Chen had tens of thousands of years of cultivation experience, he could only cultivate in the order.
Originally, Yang Chen, who was reborn, had already reached the level of Great Principle Golden Immortal. At this time, although it was the first time he cultivated, he entered that kind of cultivation state in an instant.
Three hours later, Yang Chen woke up from his cultivation on time. With a long breath, Yang Chen began to slowly check the changes in his body.
The Three Purities Secret Art was the key to the Three Purities of the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, but it could only increase spiritual awareness and not enhance spiritual power. Yang Chen had long been aware of this, but when he thought about it a little, he was still shocked by the changes in his spiritual awareness.
Originally, Yang Chen had a mortal body and did not cultivate any cultivation method. Naturally, he did not have any spiritual awareness and spiritual power. He had tens of thousands of years of cultivation experience and mind cultivation. But now that he was cultivating the Three Purities Secret Art for the first time, his spiritual awareness had skyrocketed, even catching up to the time when he was about to reach the foundation stage. The effect was so remarkable that it was simply stunning.
Even Yang Chen himself did not expect that there would be such a significant effect, and he even began to doubt his own judgment under the surprise. But soon he looked at the blood cloud that had become a lot thinner and accepted this fact.
Absorbing the killing intent and transforming it into spiritual awareness, it turned out to be this. Yang Chen's heart was settled. It seemed that as long as he cultivated for a few more days, these overflowing killing intent would be slowly absorbed, and he would never have to worry about these murderous auras in the future.
The sky was already bright, Yang Chen walked out of the room and opened the courtyard door, wanting to see how much time had passed. However, at a glance, he found that nothing seemed to have changed, and it was exactly the same as before he left. The scenery on the street has not changed, and even the people have not changed. The neighbors still looked at him very carefully, for fear of provoking him.
"What day is it today?" Yang Chen directly grabbed a neighbor and asked. Unexpectedly, when he made a move, the neighbor was so scared that he did not dare to move. His teeth chattered for a long time before he squeezed out two words: "Fifth … fifth!"
As soon as Yang Chen let go, the neighbor seemed to have been granted amnesty. He hurriedly rolled and crawled far away, and did not even dare to look back. The kind of coldness in Yang Chen's body made people shudder at a distance.
"The fifth day!" Yang Chen was stunned, he didn't even have a day. Everything that happened, was it just a dream? All the life essence that he absorbed was illusory?
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