The Six Desires Demonic Scripture was a shortcut to increasing one's strength, but it also had huge side effects. It was even a dead end that could not be avoided.
However, the Ghost Eyes Netherworld Heaven and Ten Earths Immobility were both dead ends.
Zuo Zhicheng was already used to taking dead ends.
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In a town called Tan Wan in the Great Western Region of the Central Plains.
Unlike the usual bustling scene, Tan Wan was filled with screams and people fleeing for their lives.
The ground trembled occasionally, and a large area of ruins could be seen in the center of the city. There were also continuous sounds of explosions in the air.
It looked like a disaster like an earthquake or fire.
It was only after more than half an hour that everything returned to normal.
A hint of confusion flashed past Zuo Zhicheng's expression. He looked at the ten-odd broken streets, the countless flames that soared into the sky, and the ruins. He turned his head and looked at Awal and Geo.
The two of them stood over ten meters away from him, one in front and one behind. They were covered in dust and injuries, looking as if they had just experienced a tragic battle. Their eyes were filled with terror.
Geo's body, in particular, had a huge fist print on his metal chest. The entire silver metal surface had sunk in. What was even more shocking was that his right arm had been torn off, exposing a large area of electronic circuits.
Zuo Zhicheng looked at the scene, which looked as if a typhoon had passed through, and frowned. "Did I do all of this?"
Awal smiled bitterly and said, "Yes. Fortunately, you only used the most basic martial arts. If you had used anything else, I'm afraid that you would be looking at our corpses now."
Geo nodded in agreement. Ever since Zuo Zhicheng merged the seven demons and the side effects had started to show, his willpower had been increasing rapidly every day in the battle against his physical body. Therefore, his Qi of Vital Energy was also increasing explosively every day. Now, just by relying on the strength of his fists and legs produced by the Nether Realm Night Thearch Technique, he was able to casually trample on Geo's metal body that he was so proud of.
It was like a child taking apart a toy.
"I remember that I was tempering my Qi of Vital Energy," Zuo Zhicheng rubbed his head. "Then, I suddenly fell asleep. I had a dream."
"Dream?" Awal was stunned. Ordinary people, like experts, trained their fists and turned their brains. The power of the mind returned to their body, and their energy potential was unleashed. Basically, they would not dream anymore, let alone a super expert like Zuo Zhicheng.
Geo said suspiciously, "I've always been thinking that your willpower and mental state are so strong that mental attacks below the Vision Divine stage are probably useless. The reason why the side effects are so strong is probably because you were attacking yourself.
The only thing that can change your mind is yourself. "
"Myself?" Zuo Zhicheng Zhicheng heng didn't say anything more.
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The so-called Holy Tomb was Zuo Zhicheng's goal for this trip. It was also the starting point for him to come to this world. It was also the only solution he could think of to solve his problem. It was the final destination that the Southern Sacred Sect had built for Shenzong.
As for the secrets of the other worlds, the Southern Sacred Sect's collection of treasures, the Da Qi State's movements, the development of the New Land, and the possible revenge of the Western Land, Zuo Zhicheng could only put these aside for now.
"Okay." Zuo Zhicheng nodded. He looked at the debris and debris around him and asked, "How many people died?"
"No one died. When the battle started, I transferred them away one by one. After that, it was mainly Geo who restrained you." Awal's Instant Transmission had almost no cooldown time, so it wasn't difficult for him to do this.
"Okay." Zuo Zhicheng took a few steps and left the city. "Let's go."
For the next few days, Zuo Zhicheng and his group didn't stop. Instead, they moved forward in a straight line. They crossed mountains and rivers, heading towards the seaside at the fastest speed possible.
When they passed by the port, they bought a big ship and stored it in the Virtual Space. Then, they came to the seaside and rode the Dragon of Disaster towards the New Land.
During this period of time, Zuo Zhicheng didn't refine his Qi of Vital Essence. As expected, he didn't suddenly explode like last time. However, even if he didn't use his Qi of Vital Essence, his daily battle with his physical body and personality was still tempering his willpower and mind bit by bit.
His Qi of Vital Essence was increasing by leaps and bounds. This was because Zuo Zhicheng was going through the harshest mental battle almost every moment.
'Is this the effect of the Six Desires Demonic Octopus?' Zuo Zhicheng now truly felt the power of the Six Desires Demonic Octopus. Once this Evil Book of Martial Arts started, it couldn't be stopped.
Devouring the avatars was just the beginning. In the process of constantly fighting against himself, the rapid increase in strength was the truly terrifying part.
During this process of fighting, Zuo Zhicheng couldn't imagine how he could eliminate the hidden dangers if he didn't have the Ten Earths Immovable Abode and the Holy Tomb of the Southern Sacred Sect. If he couldn't eliminate the hidden dangers, the cultivator would only become a demon, a killing machine, and a devil addicted to lust.
'What kind of person invented this kind of martial arts?'
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Although Zuo Zhicheng had been to the Holy Tomb built by the Southern Sacred Sect, it was impossible to find it on the vast sea with his own memory.
Fortunately, he still had the ancient records of the Southern Sacred Sect in his hands. The specific location of the Holy Land built by the Southern Sacred Sect had been recorded.
According to the sea chart obtained from the Da Qi State and the Dragon of Disaster, which had the ability to fly, it took the group more than a month to finally find the location of the Holy Tomb.
If the Iron Man Armor hadn't been damaged by the crazy attacks along with Yan Gucheng during the month of being chased, the time progress would have been accelerated again.
During this month, Zuo Zhicheng's aura became heavier and heavier, almost making Avar feel cold and depressed to the extreme.
Even around Zuo Zhicheng, from time to time, there would be ice, fire, decay, and other abnormal states.
But in the end, they finally found the Holy Tomb.
On the beach, Zuo Zhicheng looked at the familiar scene in front of him. It had been four or five years since he left this island. He let out a sigh of relief, then turned and walked towards the sea, releasing the ship he had bought earlier.
"You guys go back to the New World first and help me guard my territory."
With Avar's People's United magic, it wasn't a problem for him to control a big ship alone.
However, Avar was a little worried. "Sir, in your current situation, isn't it a little inappropriate for you to stay here alone?"
"After you guys leave, I will reactivate the Holy Tomb's array."
"In about one to two years, with the effect of the Black Crystal Sacred Coffin, I should be able to survive the side effects this time."
"During this time, help me take good care of my territory and subordinates."
Of course, Zuo Zhicheng couldn't be at ease leaving two people by his side when he was at his weakest, even if it seemed that they couldn't hurt him at all.
Seeing Zuo Zhicheng turn and walk into the depths of the forest, Avar slowly lowered his head. "Sir, please rest assured, I will do my best to take care of your foundation."
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