Master of Strange Dao

The ghostly claws directly dug into the opponent's hollow eyes, nostrils, and mouth.

The black oil-like torrent suddenly tightened, retracting entirely.

That filled the High Priest's vision, surrounding the entire Black Ship, and all faces were dragged back.

A heavy ominous aura wrapped in strange energy inexorably entered the High Priest's back.

At the same time, countless faces formed from the deep sea's strangeness were taken away in the distance, becoming segment after segment of broken tentacles when they appeared around the White Bone Divine Bridge.

The bodiless strangeness fell onto the White Bone Divine Bridge, transforming into nutrients to be absorbed.

Others were filled under the territory behind the White Bone Divine Bridge, continuously gathering and slowly forming the eastern land, resembling piles of broken tentacles.

The tentacles still writhed, looking extremely eerie, unlike anything earthly.

Yu Ziqing, feeling an epiphany, brought out the black bamboo slip fashioned from the previous Book of Extermination and cast it into the domain.

The black scroll hung above the strange eastern territory, displaying its initial name, the Book of Extermination.

As the radiance fell, the tentacles slowly, piece by piece, shattered and transformed into nutrients that nourished this territory.

As time flowed and the domain was repeatedly washed with the Book of Extermination's brilliance,

a small tree hidden within Yu Ziqing's liver actively flew out.

Landing in the eastern domain, its seemingly tiny roots directly anchored into the strange earth formed by tentacle piles.

The small tree absorbed the nutrients here, considering them compost.

Slowly, the rolling tentacle surface revealed a layer of green substance.

The quantity was limited, but with the disappearance of some broken tentacles, this substance appeared.

"Green Soil, then? So it comes from the deep sea? No wonder it hasn't been seen before.

But the quantity is still too little."

Yu Ziqing stopped focusing on the deep sea, continuing his breakthrough process.

He now has enough to break through to the Eighth Tier, without needing to gather Five-Colored Soil.

Once the territory on the other side of the White Bone Divine Bridge is truly formed, it will be time to advance to the Ninth Tier.

For now, it's enough.

Yang was right; he can't demand too much and leap in a single step.

Yu Ziqing closed his eyes, and a White Bone Divine Bridge appeared before him.

His body set foot upon it, and both his Yang God and body crossed the White Bone Divine Bridge, stepping onto this domain.

All shackles naturally manifested and then instantly shattered and dissipated.

His Yang God stepped directly into the Eighth Tier, Qi-Blood surged, also entering the Eighth Tier.

The two cultivation paths that previously held each other back now advanced together; the White Bone Divine Bridge was indeed a bridge for advancement.

At the same time, his cultivation in the Dao Court also advanced to the Eighth Tier.

The virtual territory now seemed genuinely existent.

This was Yu Ziqing's Dao Court foundation.

After the advancement of Refining God and Body Refinement, the enormous power previously used to generate Divine Skills went into the Dao Court as Yu Ziqing entered it.

In the center of the Loess Plateau, the two forces continuously fused, nurturing and evolving here.

This was what Yu Ziqing had always anticipated.

The mutual promotion of Refining God and Body Refinement was best achieved by advancing together and generating a Divine Skill.

At this moment, leveraging the Dao Court, the foundations were laid, finally providing fertile soil for success.

It's uncertain what Divine Skill will be nurtured; it still requires time.

At this moment, Yu Ziqing found time to attend to the Black Ship Saint and the red veil.

Sensing the red veil's state remotely, Yu Ziqing sent a message.

"Tell the Black Ship Saint, if anyone else seeks death, if they can't be defeated, run; if they can be defeated, they shouldn't speak kindly."

The red veil cheerfully conveyed Yu Ziqing's words.

He began to understand the joy of comparison.

Although his own circumstances were not great, watching his former rival receive bad fortune and vanish brought immense joy in seeing them lowered.