After extracting all the information he wanted to know, Wang Qi casually pointed a finger at the opponent's Dantian and tainted the opponent's Nascent Soul with the Dao Heart Pure Yang Spell. Then, he began to ponder, "According to the intelligence, Old Ai and Shiqin should be alive. However, this place is infested with the madmen of the Hongyuan Sect. I don't know if the two of them might be used as ritual sacrifices to exchange for Hongyuan Divine Power... Hmm. In addition, the Dragon Clan seems to be very familiar with these relics. That Divine Separation Stage Cultivator named Nie Tianren even has a Relic Map provided by the Dragon Clan. I wonder how detailed it is. Moreover, they refer to this place as the Primordial Demon Clan rather than the Ancient Demon Clan, which means these are the ruins of the Primordial Demon Clan civilization, not necessarily recognizing the aura of the Great Sun Demon Emperor... Somewhat troublesome. There are also Heterodox Demon Statues... Whether it's the Renewal Demon Clan or the Primordial Demon Clan, they are being suppressed within the ruins. What exactly are they?"

These questions were more mysterious than the last. Wang Qi paced back and forth, thinking carefully.

Mao Zimiao grew somewhat panicked, "Xiao Qi, should we avoid them... and in about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, we'll be facing Nascent Soul Cultivators!"

Wang Qi chuckled, "Azimiao, you've made a mistake again. It's not 'in about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea', it's 'we actually have the time it takes to drink a cup of tea'."

Mao Zimiao asked in confusion, "Is there a difference?"

"I've said before that time is on our side."

With Wang Qi's words, an earth-shattering change occurred to the captives around them. Previously, Wang Qi had nearly extracted all their Primordial Qi, Mana, and Souls. Now, their bodies suddenly shone with golden light, their skin taking on a hue somewhere between bronze and Liu Li, resplendently golden. Dozens of Ancient Method Practitioners, including the Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator Shi Tiandu, all sat up, sitting cross-legged in meditation, chanting Heart Secrets in a low voice.

Mao Zimiao's ears perked up immediately. This was a way for felines to show vigilance. But these Cultivators showed no intent to attack. They had been forcibly converted by Wang Qi to Modern Cultivators, breathing as one with Heaven and Earth. Under the cleansing flow of endless Spiritual Energy, their bodies also underwent transformation. The majority of the strength they trained in was not retained within their bodies but gathered in a golden halo midway through the air.

Wang Qi was establishing a new Heart Demon Network. It was a subsystem and a branch of the Divine Capital Divine Tao System, capable of borrowing the strength of the Divine Capital Divine Tao System, as well as producing power independently. It could be considered a subordinate and an avatar of the Great Capital Governor. However, everyone knew that only Wang Qi could control it.

A large yellow Vestment robe took shape slowly within the halo. Although the robe wasn't worn, it bulged as if someone was inside it. The soft mask emerged at the face's position, blocking the sight of others, and in a flash, Mao Zimiao truly thought there was someone inside the robe.

The Five Pestilences Curse, symbolizing despair, hid within the robe, while the Thousand Illusion Divine Spell transformed into a long flute, playing a merry false tune.

One of the old dominators, the remote reveller, the master of the Deep Space Star Sea, the indescribable, the Yellow Robed King Hastar... the figure was completed.

Mao Zimiao was startled, "What... what is this?"

"A Divine Spirit, a counterfeit one," Wang Qi said as he collected the Yellow Robe that doubled as COSPLAY and a figurine. "I've forcibly cleansed these people into believers, then let them train to provide Divine Power."

Mao Zimiao looked around. Those Ancient Method Practitioners had been transformed into some kind of Divine Power generators or power stations. It was hard to say if they were still themselves. Their minds had been twisted at least twice. Even if Wang Qi were willing to remove the Heart Demon Curse, they could not return to their original state. Furthermore, their Mana and Primordial Qi were completely plundered by the Heart Demon Curse, and now they were sustaining their life systems entirely on the power provided by the Heart Demon Curse.

This demonstrated two points. First, the Heart Demon Curse truly was the strongest Combat Skill. Second, Wang Qi seemed more like a villain.

Mao Zimiao lost count of how many times he had been scared: "Is this... a god?"

"Gods can take many forms, so why can't one take the form of a piece of clothing?"

While speaking, Wang Qi attempted to don this yellow robe. The Vestment robe, condensed from the Dao Heart Pure Yang Spell, forcibly blocked all power. As long as the attack's strength didn't exceed the upper limit of the Heart Demon Network's power, this robe could be considered invulnerable to all laws. Moreover, the Dao Heart Pure Yang Spell could also isolate any form of probing. No one could see through Wang Qi's foundation. Wang Qi waved his hand, and tentacles transformed by the Five Pestilences Curse whipped through the air like whips. If entangled by these tentacles, it wouldn't be something just a scar could fix. The Five Pestilences Curse would invade the victim's body to break their Dao Heart, drawing them into a world of despair surrounded by tentacles. The Thousand Illusion Divine Spell was weaker, but the flute sound could also create infinite illusions and Illusion Techniques. Moreover, it didn't require Wang Qi to play it personally. While maintaining the Thousand Illusion Flute Sound, Wang Qi could also use this long flute like a long sword or a short stick.

In just a few minutes, Wang Qi's strength had increased again.

He no longer needed to spend months writing a Divine Spirit like he did in Divine Capital. He had experience, the template of the God of Divine Capital, and the Wanxiang Diagram, a higher-level platform, and editor.

And yet, this wasn't all Wang Qi had done.

Shi Tiandu's Lifebound Magical Treasure also fell into Wang Qi's hands. The sword was of higher quality than all the Magic Artifacts Wang Qi had previously plundered, but its form was not to Wang Qi's liking.

The contents of the Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator Shi Tiandu's Storage Bag were also thoroughly looted by Wang Qi. Countless Spirit Stones and Elixirs in mid-air disintegrated, reverting to basic essence. With the boost of Spiritual Energy removed, the intermolecular forces plunged drastically. The Spirit Stones no longer maintained the appearance of rocks, crumbling into dust. The Elixirs turned into dregs.

Among these Elixirs were those that could increase the success rate of the Alchemy Shattering Infant Formation, like the Nascent Soul Water, the Yuan Yuan Mystery Pill that could make it easier for Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators to achieve a Breakthrough, and the Divine Separation Soul Transformation Powder used for breaking through the Divine Separation Stage. What Wang Qi did was a complete waste. But he didn't care.

An immense amount of Primordial Qi was directed by the Heart Demon System, refining the Magic Artifacts. Numerous Talismans flowed into those plundered Magic Artifacts. Others who refine and sacrifice Magic Artifacts were always meticulous in their design, fearing they would harm the foundation, ruin the origin, and cut off the path of the Magic Artifacts' advancement. However, Wang Qi equally didn't care.

His plan was quite straightforward—in as short a period as possible, he would refine these magic artifacts to their strongest. If he were to battle his avatar, there was no saying whether these magic artifacts would be used as consumables.

Now, these magic artifacts had already become more than twice as strong as when Wang Qi had first acquired them, equivalent to +12 or even +13 enhanced artifacts. However, it would be difficult for these artifacts to advance any further in the future.

Besides that, there were the Divine Skills.

Wang Qi brought out all the Divine Skills he had recently devised, uninstalling or installing them from his body according to need. He even had the leisure to clean up any residual traces from the uninstalled skills.

Wang Qi was not wrong, he had already evolved and become more powerful than he was a minute ago.

Time was on his side.

And with each enemy cultivator he defeated, he would gain more resources. Perhaps after those three Nascent Souls fell, he would have the capacity to directly face a Divine Separation stage adversary.

Wang Qi waited patiently.

About ten minutes later, Wang Qi's heart stirred, and he thought, "They're here!"

Three powerful, earth-shattering presences approached with waves of malicious intent from three different directions, their killing intent unable to be concealed.

"Emperor's Extreme Split Sky Dao, Heavenly Book Tower, Unrivaled Sword Sect—a pretty distinct professional combination," Wang Qi casually commented while simultaneously releasing the Yin Yang Biaihe Sword Formation from his hand to protect Mao Zimiao.

The three Nascent Soul Cultivators seemed uncertain. The intelligence they received indicated two Foundation Establishment Heterodox practitioners, one of whom was a True Inheritor of Wanfa, quite troublesome to deal with. Yet, because of the obstruction by the Dao Heart Pure Yang Spell, they could not discern the depth of Wang Qi's power!

When Shi Tiandu's distress message had arrived, they hadn't been in a hurry, believing that, with Shi Tiandu's Nascent Soul Cultivator abilities, he certainly could hold on for a quarter of an hour. However, upon their arrival, they only saw one Foundation Establishment Heterodox practitioner and another whose level they totally couldn't sense.

"Could it be a Golden Core Perfection or a Primordial Spirit Cultivator playing the part of a pig to eat a tiger?" A terrifying guess simultaneously crept into the minds of the trio.

The Emperor's Extreme Split Sky Dao's Nascent Soul Cultivator demanded, "Who exactly are you?"

"Enemy," Wang Qi responded succinctly. Since the opponent wasn't in a rush to attack, he was happy to drag things out. As time went on, he would only become stronger.

Wang Qi's words silenced the three Nascent Soul Cultivators for a moment. Then, three spells, swift and fierce, were directly cast towards Wang Qi.

Their first move was to test him out.

Unrivaled Sword Qi cut across the sky, the Heavenly Book Tower's laws intertwined, and the Emperor Dharma Form reigned supreme. Desperate Gambles, Mystical spells, and Supreme Grand styles each attacked Wang Qi from three different layers.

Wang Qi's face was hidden behind his mask, his expression unseen. His hands did not move, his heart did not waver. Multiple Dao Heart Pure Yang Mirrors materialized on their own, intertwining with each other, blocking the opponent's onslaught. Now, with the Dao Heart Pure Yang Spell System bolstered by a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator's joining, with the active provision of Divine Power from fifty cultivators, and with the Yellow Robed King, a Divine Spirit, stabilizing it, was it not several times stronger than when it had blocked Shi Tiandu's ultimate move?

The three cultivators' probing attacks did not even amount to a tenth of Shi Tiandu's extreme moves!

He didn't even need the defensive magic tools he had captured, just relying on Jarvis's automatic control of the Dao Heart Pure Yang Mirror and the Yellow Robe was enough to defend.

The Dao Heart Pure Yang Mirror not only blocked the attacks but also split the vision of everyone. The Unrivaled Sword Sect's Nascent Soul Cultivator inwardly cursed, attempting to create distance. At that moment, a flute penetrated the Dao Heart Pure Yang Mirror, and the Thousand Illusion Joke Divine Sound echoed opportunistically; the Nascent Soul Cultivator immediately fell into an illusion, missing a beat. Helplessly, he could only use his own long sword to block the flute.

Wang Qi showed no mercy when he had the upper hand. He rapidly approached, utilizing Heaven Creation's gravity-manipulating ability and then continued to assault with the flute. Using swordsmanship to wield the flute, he displayed various techniques of the Wanfa Sect, managing to suppress the Nascent Soul Cultivator!

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