Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

In the past, even when Chu Zheng had crossed a great tribulation, or he wore down the Tribulation Qi with his avatar, a trace of Tribulation Qi would always remain.

As his cultivation progressed, this trace of Tribulation Qi would eventually brew into another tribulation.

But now, this last trace of Tribulation Qi had completely disappeared, leaving no trace behind.

For a moment, Chu Zheng was not quite sure if this meant he would no longer be affected by Tribulation Qi in the future.

It wasn't until several days had passed in the Chaos Sea, with no Tribulation Qi reappearing around his main body or avatar, that Chu Zheng was finally certain.

The Tribulation Qi surrounding him had truly dissipated without a trace.

To further dismantle the foundation of Daoist Ancestor Zheng Chu's followers, the news of Zheng Chu's demise had long spread throughout the Chaos Sea.

Upon hearing this news, Chu Zheng couldn't help but connect the death of Daoist Ancestor Zheng Chu with the disappearance of his own Tribulation Qi.

Zheng Chu may have shielded him from this tribulation. Perhaps the fall of the Ancestral Realm, which gathered Heavenly Fate, caused the Heavenly Fate of the Great Universe to sense that he had already faced the tribulation and died, resulting in his current situation.

Tribulation Qi was the heaviest shackle of the Qi Refining Lineage, with natural disasters and human catastrophes being unavoidable.

Now without the shackles of Tribulation Qi, the path of Qi Refining was a smooth road for Chu Zheng, with no more obstacles, only awaiting the natural outcome.

However, the loss of Tribulation Qi might not entirely be good news for him.

The existence of Tribulation Qi might inherently carry certain risks, but by undergoing tribulations with an avatar, it could still be kept within a certain range.

In other words, as long as the Tribulation Qi was under control, the chances of encountering great danger were very low or even nonexistent.

With the loss of Tribulation Qi, Chu Zheng also lost his previous ability to foresee danger, and once in peril, it was uncertain if there would be a way out.

Without the reference of Tribulation Qi, he would lose some of his ability to anticipate and avoid disasters in advance.

But in the long run, he could cultivate in peace, no longer needing to consider using avatars to undergo tribulations, saving considerable energy, which was ultimately a good thing.

As for the unknown dangers ahead, he could only take them one step at a time.

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The slaughter within the Chaos still raged on, and the news of the passing of Daoist Ancestor Zheng Chu had undoubtedly shattered the psychological defenses of many followers.

Except for a few fanatical believers who still held their ground, even some true followers began to waver, and the living creatures who had not reached the Tenth Order started to flee outside the Chaos Sea. Some even changed allegiances, directly defecting, choosing to be absorbed by the Martial Hall.

In this situation, Chu Zheng moved somewhat boldly, directly seeking a corpse as the host for an Armor Demon, beginning to seize the treasures left behind in the battlefield.

At this moment in the Chaos Sea, many and extremely powerful living creatures had fallen, far beyond any battlefield Chu Zheng had experienced before. The living creatures of the Space-time Domain, even just a trace of blood, once converted with the Returning to the Origin Technique, were a great tonic for his main body.

The laws of space-time surged endlessly within the Chaos Sea, and the battle grew even fiercer. Even without delving into the core of the battlefield, the corpse controlled by Chu Zheng was inevitably affected, getting repeatedly blown apart.

Fortunately, the Armor Demon's golden cicada shedding technique still worked, allowing easy escape without causing too much trouble for Chu Zheng.

He needed to preserve this avatar of the Armor Demon well, to transfer these stored resources safely to the main body once he found an opportunity to leave the Chaos Sea, otherwise, it would indeed be a huge loss.

In a flick of the fingers, several months passed.

Under the command of the Martial Hall, the situation within the Chaos Sea changed, turning into a dispute between Great Realms. The wreckage of collapsed Great Realms was ubiquitous.

Within the ruined continent, mountains hung upside down, engulfed by half in blazing magma and fire. The vitality of the Great Realm was completely exhausted, corpses and bones littered the ground, with the bloody fiendish aura permeating the heavens and the earth.

Chu Zheng traversed the sea of blood, collecting all usable fragments, and in the heart of a dilapidated village, he came to a stop.

Amidst the fields, charred corpses were huddled everywhere, some still emanating faint energy fluctuations, the nature's spiritual energy not yet dissipated.

The strongest among them had barely stepped into the First Order in their past life, with limited cultivation, they had no resistance against calamities as massive as landslides, turning to ashes in an instant.

The fire in the village had not yet extinguished, still burning slowly, beneath the fallen eaves curled a skeleton, with flesh and skin having long turned to charcoal, its jagged spine prominently arched up, shielding a child in its embrace.

The child held within had long turned to a pile of charcoal, the longevity lock hung around its chest half melted, deeply embedded into the flesh.

In the battles among higher living creatures, the masses were akin to weeds by the roadside. If a Dao War were to begin, hellscapes like this would spread throughout the Great Universe until a new master of Heavenly Fate emerged.

By that time, the dead would vastly outnumber those now.

Chu Zheng slowly walked to the center of the village, coming to a halt, on a dirt-constructed Divine Platform stood a shattered clay mold, half-collapsed, with only half a face remaining.

He raised his head slightly, as if looking into a mirror, staring at the remaining half-faced Divine Statue, silent for a long time.

If not for the existence of Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu, the living creatures before him might have peacefully lived their lives, free from such great tribulations.

When will the struggles of the Dao come to an end...

After a while, he took a deep breath, withdrew his gaze, sorted out some usable resources, and left the remnants of the continent.