Only the Five Little Ones within his body could still be clearly sensed, because they are a part of Yu Ziqing's cultivation.

He couldn't feel any of the mystical aura of this place, nor any force that shouldn't exist.

Yet Yu Ziqing was very certain this ghostly land was abnormal; the moment he set foot here, he had already been caught in its trap.

Continuing forward would likely be to no avail.

Without any reference, any Dao Mark for guidance, wandering aimlessly would inevitably lead to getting lost.

Yu Ziqing stood where he was, feeling a deep sense of solitude, as if he was alone amidst the vast heavens and earth.

Never before had he been able to feel only himself so clearly, eliminating all distractions passively.

The power within him, everything, had become so clear that it appeared vividly in his mind even without deliberate sensing.

When he focused on sensing, everything became even clearer.

Yu Ziqing closed his eyes, his mind serene; he knew that from this moment, he had stepped into the influence of the Undying Mandala.

To have such an influence, yet without any obvious power, feels even more void than the Void itself, more illusory.

This couldn't possibly be a naturally forming product; it must be the influence radiated from the Immortal Herbs.

He didn't rush to take out the old stump, but instead utilized this opportunity to reflect upon himself without relying on external aids.

He re-examined his cultivation, everything about himself.

Never before had he been able to see so clearly.

The cultivation of the Hungry Ghost Dao, the main path had no apparent issues; as long as he didn't meddle, he was absolutely correct in this path.

He could clearly feel and see that the main path was broad and straight but unfortunately, it had too few branches.

Because, apart from naturally awakening Divine Skills, he didn't dare to tinker for fear of problems arising.

Now, leveraging the geographical advantage, the mystical air, the boundless void, reflecting on himself, he could see some minor problems clearly.

He meticulously filled in gaps, counting anew, slowly growing new branches from the bifurcations in the main trunk, new sprouts began to emerge.

Upon re-examining the Body Refining Cultivation, he started sorting from the foundation, purifying and eliminating impurities within the Qi-Blood and flesh that were previously unnoticed.

Reflecting upon all orifices and the Blood Sea, constantly sorting as if remaking it all over again.

When further refining was no longer possible, the Qi-Blood reduced to ninety-five percent of its original, but the power became stronger, purer.

Silently cultivating, when the Body Refinement restored to its original state, he then, with the clearest perspective, saw the connection between the Hungry Ghost Dao and the Body Refining Technique.

Though appearing minimal, if the Qi-Blood is strong enough, it can nurture and strengthen the Yin God, which in return could feed back into the flesh, refining the Qi-Blood.

It was at this moment that Yu Ziqing clearly saw how the two intertwined, advancing together.

Using the yang energy of flesh and Qi-Blood to purify the Yin God until it reached the extreme yin to yield yang, transforming the Yin God into a Yang God, advancing to the Seventh Tier Yang God Realm.

And the Great Sun, brilliant and resplendent, could in this process remove the dross and preserve the essence, advancing the Body Refinement to the Seventh Tier Purity Realm.

This required external pressure, the pressure of life and death, but for now, the pressure wasn't enough, it merely allowed him to see it clearly.

Yu Ziqing opened his eyes, still unable to sense Freedom Heaven and Lou Huai, but his heart remained tranquil, his intent unmoving.

The void could not shake his heart.

When the sense of void strengthened, Yu Ziqing realized that this was the path he must take to encounter the Undying Mandala.

It couldn't be circumvented.

Loneliness and emptiness were not filling up, but constantly disintegrating, making everything void, making him void as well.

So, he took out the Immortal Grass Old Stump.

Ordinary and unassuming like a stick, yet amidst this void, it seemed to instantaneously gather all sense of being.

The feeling of blood connection emerged, giving Yu Ziqing a sense that no matter how void, no matter how lonely, he still existed; he was the sole existence amidst the void.

At this moment, he turned back and saw the fiery mountains reappear again.

Yet he had only walked about three or four miles in this wilderness.

Behind him, Freedom Heaven was sprawled out in a big character on the ground, eyes hollow, muttering to himself.

"Heavenly Devil King, you better finish me off now, otherwise I will drag you down and devour you sooner or later.

The status that my master holds, how could a lowly being like you, trampled underfoot, ever comprehend?

You dare to kill me, my master would definitely make sure you die a horrible death...

Hahaha, you really don't dare to kill me.

A worthless fool like you, how can you occupy the position of Heavenly Devil King?

The Heavenly Demon can only persist in my hands.

Come on, kill me, kill me now."

Meanwhile, on the other side, Lou Huai stood with a fierce expression.

"Old man, I walk the righteous path, and it is the righteous path!

What's wrong with being a Human Devil? Can't a Human Devil walk the righteous path?

Who are you to judge? My brother says I walk the righteous path, so it's the righteous path.

Dare to say I'm not on the righteous path, I'll kill you.

To hell with it; I killed you using righteous means, what does that have to do with my ancestry!

It's not like I had a choice in my birth, you always prattle on about ancestry like you're less than a Devil.

Bah!"

Yu Ziqing didn't know what Freedom Heaven and Lou Huai had encountered, but judging by the situation, it seemed different from his own encounter.

He experienced solitude and void, a void where nothing exists, yet despite nothing pressing down, the pressure was greater.