"Ugh!"
The muddle-headed Ding Ning entered the millstone without feeling anything. When his soul was crushed and obliterated by the millstone, the sharp pain caused him to awaken abruptly and let out a mournful scream.
The old donkey seemed to have heard his voice. Its movements paused for a moment before a whip suddenly appeared in the air and ruthlessly lashed at it. The pain caused its entire body to spasm, and it could only continue pulling the millstone with all its might.
The horrified Ding Ning watched as his soul, which had just solidified, was crushed inch by inch without any ability to resist. Even his consciousness, which had just solidified, was gradually being obliterated, causing his consciousness to gradually fall into chaos.
However, the old donkey's momentary pause allowed him to maintain a sliver of clarity in his mind. He knew that he had to save himself, or he would die without a doubt.
The old donkey gave him a vague sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it since he had lost all his memories.
However, he could clearly feel that the old donkey's speed had slowed down a bit. It seemed to be buying time for him so that he wouldn't fall into the danger of being obliterated immediately.
The shadow of the whip flickered faintly in the air, emitting a heart-palpitating aura. It was clear that the old donkey's action of slowing down was very dangerous. It was challenging the limits of what the old donkey could endure, and it could whip the old donkey again at any time.
However, the old donkey's control of speed was very good. It maintained a speed that was slightly slower than normal, but it was at the critical point that the whip could accept.
Who was it? Why was it helping him?
Although Ding Ning didn't understand, he could feel the old donkey's kindness. His heart was filled with indescribable gratitude.
However, he didn't have time to think about it. The old donkey had already helped him to the limit. If he couldn't think of a way to save himself with the old donkey's intentional help, his death would be inevitable.
That's right, I wonder if the breathing technique will work!
Ding Ning's heart beat like thunder, and his illusory forehead was covered in beads of sweat that shouldn't have been there. His brain worked rapidly, but he could only come up with a method that wasn't really a method.
The All Creation Breathing Technique began to circulate continuously. The pure energy in the City of Light, which was so dense that it made one's hair stand on end, formed an energy tide that was like the roar of a mountain and the roar of a tsunami. It frantically surged into the millstone and continuously repaired his soul.
Pain and happiness were the true portrayal of Ding Ning's current mood!
It was painful because it was really painful. The feeling of having one's soul grinded away by the millstone was too painful. It was not a pain that a human should suffer.
As for happiness, it was because the breathing technique was indeed effective. His soul, which had been continuously ground away by the millstone but had yet to dissipate, was condensed anew. It became purer, more solid, and more powerful.
After a period of time, because he had an almost inexhaustible supply of energy, he actually pulled out a long and drawn-out battle with the millstone.
Obliterate … reconstruct … obliterate … reconstruct …
At this moment, this had already become the eternal and unchanging main melody on the stone platform. When the old donkey realized that Ding Ning hadn't been obliterated and possessed the capital to fight the millstone, he no longer walked the tightrope. He began to work hard and slowly returned to his normal speed.
It was also thanks to the old donkey going easy on him that Ding Ning had an additional process to adapt to. Otherwise, once it suddenly returned to its normal speed, Ding Ning's consciousness would be instantly obliterated by the enormous obliterating force and he would fall into a daze. At that time, the breathing technique would automatically stop. Even if Ding Ning was lucky enough not to die, he would become a transparent soul that had completely lost all consciousness.
After understanding all of this, Ding Ning was filled with gratitude towards the old donkey. Although he had lost his memories, he had always been a grateful person. He swore in his heart that once he had enough power, he would definitely rescue the old donkey from this abyss of suffering.
The whip shadow that seemed to be formed from the divine law chains dissipated on its own after the old donkey returned to its normal speed. However, when it sensed that Ding Ning's soul was unable to be obliterated by the millstone, it actually reappeared and fiercely lashed at Ding Ning.
The old donkey's expression changed drastically, and his movements involuntarily paused. It seemed as if he hadn't expected such a change to occur. It was completely beyond his expectations.
The whip of laws seemed to sense the old donkey's pause. The whip shadow that had already lashed at Ding Ning's body suddenly retracted and ruthlessly lashed at the old donkey.
Although the old donkey was in so much pain that he wished he was dead, his face revealed a human-like smile of gratification. As expected, it was just an unconscious order law that supervised and whipped it as its first order.
When the old donkey and his soul violated the order law at the same time, the divine law whip needed to uphold the first order law — supervision.
Thus, the old donkey began a battle of wits and courage against the divine law whip. Every time the divine law whip wanted to whip Ding Ning, he would stop and pull the millstone, forcing the divine law whip to whip him instead. This move had never failed him.
This was because the old donkey knew that he was equivalent to a order law here. No matter how much pain he felt, he couldn't be beaten to death. However, Ding Ning was different. He was still very weak right now, and the divine law whip only needed one whip to scatter his soul. He would never be able to reincarnate. This was an outcome that the old donkey simply couldn't accept. Thus, he would rather endure the pain from the depths of his soul to protect Ding Ning.
"Ah!"
Ding Ning had seen everything that the old donkey had done for him. The whip lashed at the old donkey's body, but it hurt his heart. His eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, and a towering rage surged within him. He let out an extremely suppressed roar.
"Bang!"
Ding Ning felt his brain explode with a bang as he roared in grief and indignation. An illusory, pitch-black stone tablet flickered in and out of existence as if it didn't exist in this space. As he circulated his breathing technique, it established some sort of spiritual connection with him.
The connection was very weak, but it allowed Ding Ning to instinctively sense where the chance of survival lay. This mysterious black stone tablet was crucial to whether or not he could survive this crisis and rescue the old donkey.
Thus, his breathing technique circulated faster and faster, and the connection between him and the black stone tablet grew closer.
But just as he was about to successfully pull the black stone tablet into this space through their spiritual connection, a strange change occurred. The black and white grinding stone suddenly emitted a dazzling luster, and a frightening power of laws split the space apart. This caused the black stone tablet, which was already gradually solidifying and was about to traverse through space, to become illusory again. Even the spiritual connection was so weak that it was almost undetectable.
"No, I can't accept this!"
Ding Ning's eyes widened as he let out an unwilling roar.
"Boom!" A memory fragment suddenly appeared in Ding Ning's mind. It was a record of the Shadow Kill Technique, and it instantly made him recall the miraculous connection between the black stone tablet, the Myriad Creation Breathing Technique, and the Shadow Kill Technique.
Ding Ning felt as if he was suddenly enlightened, and he suddenly had an extremely deep understanding and comprehension of the laws of space. A spatial totem formed from countless transparent cubes formed out of thin air. This was the deep understanding and experience of the laws of space, and it allowed his comprehension of the laws of space to reach perfection in an instant. It was a pity that his cultivation was too low, and he hadn't reached the level where he could comprehend the laws of space. That was why he missed this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Otherwise, he might have been able to directly comprehend the laws of space to perfection.
In mechanical theory, a three-point positioning system was the most stable structure. Although the black stone tablet and the Myriad Creation Breathing Technique seemed to be very strong, they were only a parallel line, and their structure wasn't stable. As long as they were cut by the laws of order, they would become extremely weak, and their connection could be severed at any time.
However, when the Shadow Kill Technique was added to it, it formed a stable three-point positioning system. The black stone tablet became solid again, and it traveled through the void to appear in Ding Ning's mind. It stood in a tripod with the Myriad Creation Breathing Technique and the Shadow Kill Technique, forming the most stable framework structure, and the laws of order could no longer isolate them.
Ding Ning let out a long sigh. The two techniques and the mysterious black stone tablet formed a powerful unknown power of the laws, which continuously fought against the grinding power of the millstone. It allowed his destroyed soul to continuously reconstruct itself, becoming more and more solid, and harder and harder to destroy.
In the end, the power of the millstone could no longer grind his soul into powder, and could only grind it into pieces of different sizes. However, under the unknown power of the laws, this kind of grinding, which didn't harm his foundation, could no longer do anything to him, and he could instantly reconstruct himself.
With the crisis of life and death eliminated, Ding Ning finally had the leisure to think seriously. What exactly was this place? Who was he? Why did he appear here?
However, there were too many missing memories, and he couldn't understand it no matter how hard he racked his brains. Feeling the terrifying and boundless pure energy in this City of Light, Ding Ning felt a sense of regret. If only he could turn all this energy into his own, it would be a great opportunity.
The only pity was that he didn't have a physical body at the moment, so he couldn't store energy. Apart from using a part of it to continuously condense his soul, the rest was wasted.
"Buzz buzz buzz!"
The black stone tablet seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and it trembled slightly.
Immediately, Ding Ning felt his mind shake. The black stone tablet's formation patterns flickered, and a tadpole-like symbol was peeled off, turning into a red whirlwind-shaped totem that was branded in the depths of his soul.
It was the Destructive Storm totem!
Ding Ning was overjoyed. He didn't expect that the Bone Eroding Ecstasy Wind in the Earth Evil Polaris Formation, which he had always coveted, was actually called the Destructive Storm. It was one of the most terrifying laws of wind.
What made him most overjoyed was that under the special situation where he only had a soul, his understanding of the wind law reached the Great Perfection in just a snap of his fingers.
But the surprise didn't end. The formation patterns on the black stone tablet turned into golden tadpole-like symbols and were peeled off, turning into elemental totems that entered his soul, allowing him to instantly understand the Great Perfection.
The Destructive Acid Rain totem, the Destructive Hail totem, the Destructive Dark Thunder totem, the Destructive Mist totem, the Destructive Dark Screen totem, the Destructive Fire totem, the Destructive Geng Metal totem, the Destructive Shattering totem, the Destructive Vibration totem …
A total of one hundred and eight formation patterns were completely peeled off by the black stone tablet, turning into totem symbols to help Ding Ning understand the Great Perfection, and all the totem symbols had the word 'Destructive' in front.
But he didn't know that in the valley of the Thousand Demon Territory, an old donkey with a deep gaze was directing Bai Xun 'er to continuously peel off the formation patterns on the black stone tablet that she found in a pile of rotten flesh and blood.
"Senior, why didn't you let me fuse with the petrified eyeball? Why did you bring me to the depths of the ruins to fuse with that terrifying monster's Stripping Ray?"
Bai Xun 'er's vertical pupils constantly flickered with white rays, constantly peeling off the formation patterns on the black stone tablet. She looked at the blood and flesh on the stone tablet with disgust, muttering in dissatisfaction.
"You will understand in the future."
The old donkey was as unfathomable as ever, causing Bai Xun 'er to pout in dissatisfaction. If she knew that the pile of flesh and blood he looked down on was Ding Ning's body that had exploded, she didn't know if she could still remain so calm.
As for the unconscious Huang Sheng, he had already sent Ding Ning out of the valley when he was about to explode, to prevent him from being affected by the explosion.
Ding Ning was dumbfounded by this sudden happiness. Was the black stone tablet pulling up seedlings to help them grow? How could one cheat in understanding the laws like this?
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