I am practicing in a weird world

　There is no dispute without opposition. The ascension of the blade must have opposition and enemies.

　But the Split Wolf and the Colonel are different from the Lionsmith, his conditions are more relaxed.

　Why do believers in the Colonel and the Lionsmith necessarily need a great enemy? Can't they do without a great enemy?

　This really doesn't work.

　The reason is the upper system, which determines how believers ascend.

　The colonel represents the old power, the original power, which can be the power of order, the power of corruption and complacency, or even the power to exploit people.

　There are many countries in this world, and countless gangs and organizations. The conflicting forces they possess come together to form the Colonel, an extremely powerful force.

　This is the system that belongs to the colonel. All believers who believe in the colonel belong to this system, which is the superior system.

　The power that is dissatisfied with the old order and wants to resist it is the power represented by the Lion Carpenter.

　That is also an extremely powerful force. Perhaps at the beginning, this force is not very strong, but it will become stronger and stronger with the passage of time, and it will have the characteristic of being indestructible, and will eventually grow into a huge force that can overthrow the old era.

　This is the system belonging to the Lion Craftsman, and all believers of the Lion Craftsman belong to this system.

　The opposing nature of the Colonel and the Lionsmith meant that anyone who relied on these two systems to ascend would need a formidable enemy.

　Just as it is said in the secret teachings, cunning can respond to strength, and strength can respond to cunning. This is an established fact and cannot be changed.

　This is what some people say, whether it is a named person, an immortal person, or even a person with power, they are actually all gods. The only difference is that the amount of power they possess is different.

　Just like a beggar and the richest man are both human beings, the most obvious difference is the wealth they can afford and the power they possess. The richest man can influence many people, while the beggar can only remain unknown.

　They are all part of this system, so naturally they need to follow the rules of the system in order to ascend.

　But the Splinter Wolf is different.

　The Wolf of Division is an insatiable desire for destruction and an eternal hatred of existence. For the Wolf of Division system, opposition is not necessary.

　Cunning can respond to strength, and strength can respond to cunning, but how do we respond to pain?

　This is a question. The answers to this question will be different for different people, and different answers will determine different ways of ascension.

　If the hated existence is a fixed person, then there must naturally be a great enemy, and then ascend together with the great enemy in a deadly battle, becoming the opposing double blades on the side of the Split Wolf.

　But what if the answer isn't a fixed person, but, like the Splinter Wolf, simply a thirst for destruction and an eternal hatred of existence?

　The answer is, then there is no need for a great enemy.

　The Wolf of the Sundering responded to pain with destruction and hatred, and we will become like him.

　This is the answer that Broken Wolf said.

　This is a different way of ascension from the ordinary one. This way of ascension does not require a life-and-death battle with a powerful enemy, but instead, it requires pain, and I need to collect pain.

　This is not difficult for me.

　Flames of conflict emerged in Xiao Yi's eyes, and suddenly, his vision changed. All he saw were flames of conflict.

　Perceiving more carefully, something else began to be perceived, something that was attached to the flames of conflict, the negative forces of fear, hatred, pain, etc.

　This force is distributed in a stepped manner, becoming stronger the further towards the school you go.

　Its shape is pitch black, and it looks like black mist floating in the world.

　Xiao Yi looked at his fingers, where he wore two pitch-black rings, one formed by a sickle and the other by a cloak.

　At this moment, Xiao Yi discovered that the essence of the sickle and cloak was no different from the black fog.

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　Volume 1: Chapter 764: The Sun as Eyes, Pain as Body

　So this is the nature of the scythe and the ring.

　Before understanding the nature of these two things, they seemed mysterious and possessed extremely powerful powers, but after knowing their nature, they seemed very ordinary.

　But such power can kill most people instantly.

　Staring at the ring in his hand, Xiao Yi recalled what happened in Wugang, and suddenly felt that many things could be figured out.

　This cloak and sickle are not the collection of the immortal in Wugang at all. They are gifts given to him by Broken Wolf and have nothing to do with the immortal in Wugang.

　It should be during the time in Noon Harbor, or even earlier, that I entered the higher order of strife and came into the sight of these named ones, so when I was in Noon Harbor, Broken Wolf came to find me through the portal.

　After leaving the treasure trove, the Immortals from the Blood Cup side chased after him. After seeing the war sickle, his expression instantly became polite, and then he retreated. He must have been afraid of the Named Ones from the Blade side.

　After all, he was a named one, and a named one on the side of the Split Wolf.

　When Xiao Yi recalled Ke Aile and Shattered Wolf, the smiles they showed from time to time suddenly emerged in his mind. Those smiles more or less revealed madness and cruelty.

　Putting aside their strength, in terms of personality alone, the Named Ones on the side of the Split Wolf might appear to be more ferocious.

　Putting down his hand, Xiao Yi took a step and disappeared from the room.

　He walked towards the area where the painful feelings were the strongest, each step a hundred meters, at an extremely fast speed.

　The secret "Secret of Martial Power" was running at a high speed in his body, and suddenly, a large amount of negative emotions blew towards Xiao Yi like the wind.

　What is emotion?

　In the past, Xiao Yi would sometimes think about this question.

　What he was thinking about was not the kind of love between men and women, but a more mysterious and powerful kind of love.

　The power of moths directly controls people's emotions, allowing emotions to destroy rationality, thereby achieving the purpose of directly issuing irresistible orders.

　Fear is an emotion that is sublimated from the power of the blade. It possesses unparalleled power that can not only directly destroy a person's rationality, but also destroy a person's life.

　Now, he has the answer to this question. Emotions are part of the soul. If the soul is water, then emotions are water vapor, which is the power of the soul.

　It is an energy that is more bizarre than physical fists and kicks.

　Martial arts and weapons are powers that can be seen and touched, but soul energy is different. Soul energy cannot be seen or touched, so it is more strange and dangerous.

　Xiao Yi's speed was getting faster and faster, and the closer he got to the center of the negative energy, the more violent the storm became.

　"what is this?"

　Near the school, Lu Ren felt the wind around him and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

　The wind was pitch black in color and had none of the characteristics of wind. It looked extremely strong, but it couldn't even blow up a piece of paper, yet it looked like wind.

　It felt very uncomfortable to stay in there. I felt depressed, dull, sad, and hateful. All kinds of inexplicable emotions kept surging in my heart, like waves hitting the cliffs.

　He leaped and quickly jumped out of the range of the strange black wind.

　He jumped onto the roof of a tall building and used the high ground to look around. The moment he saw the surrounding scenery, his eyes widened slightly.

　He saw a pitch-black storm, with countless pitch-black gusts of wind rapidly swarming towards a center point. At the center point, a huge and deformed totem was vaguely forming.

　This totem is like a storm and a flame, as big as a tall building, but it is split and seems to have no fixed shape, which is very strange.

　Not only Lu Ren, but everyone nearby felt this unusual storm.

　"It's windy?" Yan Yunxi said.

　"It doesn't feel like wind, it feels like something even stranger."

　Yan Yunchen looked into the distance and saw the strange storm with a frown on his face.

　"It happened at school." Yan Yunxi said.

　"It's something that happened at school, but I don't know what it is." Yan Yunchen said.

　She thought for a moment and said, "I'll go take a look."

　"I'm going too." Yan Yunxi said.

　……

　Some people moved closer to the storm to see what was happening, while others watched from afar.

　Xiao Yi followed his feeling and moved forward, and then he arrived at school again.

　He could clearly feel that although this was not the center of the conflict, it was the place where the pain and hatred were the strongest.

　Obviously not the source

　The head is the place where the pain is strongest, why is that?

　Xiao Yi scanned the surroundings, and then he found cracks. Above the school, there were a large number of tiny space cracks. Pain and hatred swarmed out from these cracks and spread to the world.

　So, the source is outside the crack, not here.

　The shape of the crack is strange.

　Xiao Yi stared at the shapes of these space cracks, which felt a bit like a blown-open plastic bottle.

　When he was a child, he played with firecrackers. At that time, he liked to stuff firecrackers into plastic bottles filled with water, then tighten the bottle cap and let the firecrackers explode the plastic bottles.

　Sometimes, plastic bottles explode.

　Xiao Yi felt that the space cracks above the school were somewhat similar to those cracks that were caused by the explosion.

　A closer look reveals that the cracks are constantly increasing, and the existing cracks are becoming longer and wider.

　It was like a bag full of water had a hole broken, and the water rushed out of the hole, expanding the crack even bigger.

　I didn't expect there were so many cracks, and they were so densely packed together, above the school.

　If it weren't for the constant influx of negative energy, I really wouldn't have discovered it.

　At this time, a question arose in Xiao Yi's mind: how did these cracks appear?

　He was certain that these cracks had not existed before, at least not during his previous visits to the school.

　At this time, Xiao Yi felt that he had reached his limit and could no longer contain the power of pain.

　All the secrets of the blades stopped working and no longer absorbed the power of pain.

　The power of pain has been collected, and the next step is to open the door.

　The Three-Pointed Gate is the gate above the Peacock Gate, and mortals cannot reach this gate.

　Why can't mortals reach it?

　That’s because the power level is not high enough and cannot be reached.

　To touch this door, at least thirty-six levels of principle power are required. This is why the believers of the Forging Principle, the Lamp of the Soul, and the Blood Cup prepare thirty-six levels of principle power when they ascend.

　This is the most basic condition.

　Now, I have the power of thirty-six levels of the Law of Blade.

　His will was concentrated, and the desire to ascend rose in his heart. The form of the painful power around him began to change. The wind surged and the clouds moved, and the form of a huge wolf began to slowly take shape.

　Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the sky, and the color of blood began to appear in the sun. At first, there was only a little bit, and then it quickly spread to the entire sun, like a solar eclipse.

　With pain as its body and the blood-red sun as its eyes, the shadow of the Split Wolf rose up, its form larger than ever before.

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　Volume 1: Chapter 765: Fuel

　This is the power to break the impasse, the power of a fifteenth-order blade.

　The secret of force was turning in his body, just like the turning of gears. A constant stream of conflicting power was released and gathered in the shadow of the giant wolf. Suddenly, a smell began to spread from the shadow of the Split Wolf. The smell was neither tar, blood, nor ozone, but a more peculiar smell, the smell of anger.

　The wrath of the Splinter Wolf boiled in the air, spreading wantonly across the world, and the world began to tremble.

　Finally, Xiao Yi drew out the fake incomplete sword.

　The power of conflict swarmed out from the Pseudo-Incomplete Sword and gathered into the shadow of the Split Wolf. Suddenly, a tearing sound broke out, and the huge wolf shadow instantly split into two wolf heads and one body, a hideous creature.

　The power to break through the impasse at the fifteenth level, the secret of martial arts at the fourteenth level, plus the pseudo-incomplete sword at the eighth level, the power of conflict that surpasses the thirty-sixth level is thus revealed.

　As this power emerged, a door began to appear in the sky. First, its outline appeared, and then it slowly became clearer.

　It was a round door, made up of three petal-like doors.

　This door is decisively different from other doors in the divine world. It is not a physical door, but an illusory door, like smoke, like the reflection on the water, like all illusory things.

　You can't actually touch it, you just need to look at it to understand that this door is an untouchable door.

　At this moment, the door was tightly closed, with no sign of opening.

　The Three-Pointed Gate exists everywhere, but also exists nowhere. It is not a physical gate, but a gate that exists in a higher dimension.

　The door cannot be opened by normal means.