“Perhaps.”

An Qisheng didn't delve into it, nor could he, as to what secrets the Spirit-Severed Universe held.

The uniqueness of the Spirit-Severed Universe meant that everyone, including him, had great limitations in their understanding of the universe.

No longer paying attention to the muttering Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child, with a thought, he sensed the 'Giant Spirit God' emanating a faint glow from Qin Honghai's heart, according to the connection in the dark.

As a tree, he naturally couldn't move at will, but for someone like him, unless he wanted to, no harsh environment could confine him to one place.

This was a dim hall, the place of punishment in the Zhenhai King's Mansion.

*Pa pa pa~*

Amidst the sharp sound of air explosions, Qin Honghai gritted his teeth and gasped for breath.

It was said that the Flowing Dragon Whip was originally made by an immortal who whipped a true dragon. True dragons were the most unyielding, and their scales were among the strongest in the world, but even they would be torn and bloodied by this Flowing Dragon Whip.

Although the Zhenhai King's Mansion's whip of punishment was far from comparable to the legendary whip, it was still enough to cause heartache when used on the human body.

Even a tough guy like Qin Honghai, who had come from the battlefield, was pale after being whipped three hundred times, losing half his life here.

"Old Qin, oh Old Qin, you really are..."

"I'm sorry, Old Qin. If we brothers had held back, we would have been lying on this table ourselves."

"Come on, let's give a hand and carry Old Qin back!"

After the execution, the servants who had whipped him were full of apologies and even offered to carry Qin Honghai, but the latter pushed them away.

"You motherfucker, Lao Li, you whipped my soul out, and you still have the face to play the good guy?"

Qin Honghai struggled to get up, wincing in pain as his waist, back, and buttocks were covered in bloody welts.

"Alright, you're tough, no need for us to send you off, then you can walk yourself."

The servant holding the whip put his hands on his hips and smiled indifferently, "Go ahead and don't take my medicine if you have the guts?"

"Get lost!"

Qin Honghai snatched the medicine bottle and staggered out of the punishment hall.

At this time, the sky was just dawning. To the east of the endless sea of clouds, six great suns rose side by side, scattering endless light and heat, piercing through the dimness and bringing light.

The Zhenhai King's Mansion was also brightly lit.

Even after being punished, Qin Honghai was in an extremely good mood. The pain couldn't suppress it, and he kept muttering the divine name of the 'Giant Spirit God' in his heart.

He even stubbornly endured the pain of his punished body to hug a piece of high-quality pear blossom wood in the backyard before slowly returning to his small courtyard.

The small courtyard was very small, with only two rooms, an old tree, a large vat, and nothing else, and no one else.

Completely alone.

"That bastard really hit hard..."

Gritting his teeth to apply the medicine and bandage himself, Qin Honghai broke out in a cold sweat again and took a long rest before he could catch his breath.

If he hadn't been gifted with extraordinary talent and large bones, he wouldn't have been able to crawl, let alone walk, after three hundred lashes.

Only then did he take out the pear blossom wood he had found, casually draw a short knife, and begin carving according to the image in his mind.

Although he hadn't been promoted during his decades of military service, his knife skills were superb. Chips of wood flew, and before long, the prototype of the statue was carved out.

He placed the statue on the table, found an incense burner, lit the incense, and respectfully bowed: "I, Lao Qin, am a vulgar person. You passed on the 'Giant Spirit Earth-Shaking Dao' to me. I will definitely kowtow three times morning and evening and burn incense every day, but I really don't understand how to spread this..."

Qin Honghai was immensely grateful in his heart.

The most valuable things in the world were literature and martial arts, but literature and martial arts were far from comparable to cultivation techniques.

There were places to learn literature and martial arts, but cultivation techniques could only be obtained if one was born well or had great opportunities.

Back then, he had learned the *Niu Mo Da Li Gong* (Bull Demon Great Strength Skill) after twenty years in the army, exchanging it for three hundred heads. How many times had he risked his life?

This Giant Spirit Earth-Shaking Dao was much better than what he had cultivated, so he was naturally willing to kowtow.

But he had no idea how to let more people know the divine name of the Giant Spirit God.

Shaking his head, Qin Honghai began to try to cultivate the Giant Spirit Earth-Shaking Dao.

And in the subtle places he couldn't perceive, An Qisheng was watching everything that was happening.

When Qin Honghai muttered and kowtowed, he sensed a wisp of unusual power hovering around the Giant Spirit God.

Incense, not the fire of burning incense, but the faith of people in this god.

In Gu Changfeng's incense becoming god path, it was called the 'power of existence'.

All things made up the heavens and earth, and the heavens and earth influenced all spirits and things, and were also influenced by all spirits and things.

Therefore, the faith of all spirits could give a non-existent object the 'power of existence'.

Or rather, it could be called the will of the people.

This was the origin of the path of incense becoming a god, and also the biggest flaw in this method.

The will of the people could exist independently, but people were fickle. Even with great grace, they would be completely forgotten after three or five generations.

If grace was like this, how could gods be an exception?

However, An Qisheng did not need the dependence of others' minds to exist, but only relied on this power of the heart to sacrifice and nurture his gods.

"Is this the power of incense and belief?"

The Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child could reach the place where An Qisheng's gaze reached. At this time, it naturally saw this wisp of incense and heart power: "It seems to be just an inferior divine soul message, but it is a divine soul message related to itself. It's quite interesting..."

Looking at this, the Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child inadvertently thought of the legendary 'World of Gods'.

It seemed to have similarities.

"Monster Mister, this cultivation method has great limitations."

The Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child pondered slightly. Its knowledge was very high, and after paying attention, it quickly saw the drawbacks:

"Ordinary people are like sieves. The energy and divine soul they absorb will unconsciously emit out of their bodies, but cultivators will gradually tend not to leak. This means that people who cultivate this method will never be able to get rid of the constraints of ordinary humans. The strong will not believe in gods, and even if they do, it will be useless..."

"You're right."

An Qisheng naturally saw what the Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child could see. He sighed in his heart: "However, this was also the original intention of Mr. Gu when he created the skill. This flaw should have been deliberately left behind by him..."

Cultivators came from ordinary people, but few cared about ordinary mortals after they had succeeded in cultivation. Even if the power came from the City Gods and ghosts and gods among mortals, if mortals had no constraints, they would eventually change.

An Qisheng understood this, and the former Gu Changfeng naturally understood it as well.

The existence of this flaw made the City Gods and even the ghosts and gods who cultivated the path of incense becoming gods had to serve humans.

It also cut off the source for other cultivators to covet the method of the City Gods.

Unfortunately, the foundation of this method's balance lay in Gu Changfeng. Once he left, the Netherworld City God system he left to the living beings of the human world to protect them.

Was drowned in excrement and urine by an imperial decree.

This was not what An Qisheng wanted.

"There should be a solution. Before becoming immortal, the traces of survival of all living beings are still all over the heavens and earth. The past is not truly without leakage..."

The Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child was very excited.

The method of Severing the Three Corpses brought it great shock and ignited the desire for cultivation in its heart.

Even a short-lived species in a Spirit-Severed Land had such an idea. Could it not find a cultivation path unique to its own Three Hearts Clan in the information it had traveled through in many civilizations?

With different thoughts, its gaze changed when it perceived this scene again.

"Why change it?"

An Qisheng shook his head in his heart and rejected the Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child's suggestion.

At this time, he already had some certainty that he could change and make up for the defects of this method. Gu Changfeng, who held the *Da Yan Tian Tong* (Great Evolution Heavenly Access) back then, may not have been unable to do so.

But he still left this flaw, which was naturally not without reason.

Sometimes, what seems to be a flaw is not a flaw.

Without too much discussion on this topic, An Qisheng's heart moved, and the wisp of 'power of incense', which was still considered pure, flowed out after rotating around the Giant Spirit God.

Silently, it entered Qin Honghai's body.

In the path of incense becoming a god, this was called feeding back to believers.

Unforgettable thoughts must have a response. Seeking a god without feedback was ultimately just psychological comfort. Only a complete feedback mechanism was the biggest factor that allowed the path of incense becoming a god to push Gu Changfeng to the altar of the Netherworld Monarch.

However, unlike ordinary City Gods who kept ninety-nine and returned one, Capital City God Qin Wuyi who kept nine and returned one, and Gu Changfeng who kept seven and returned three.

An Qisheng fully returned the amount.

Because what he sought was not incense, but 'sacrificing to the gods'.

*Buzz~*

Qin Honghai was carefully trying out the new cultivation method when suddenly his body shook, and he felt an unusually pure force pouring down from the crown of his head.

This force may not have been very large, but it was pure and extremely compatible with himself. In an instant, he felt that the injury on his back had improved.

His exhausted physical strength was also recovering, and even his own strength became lively!

The threshold that had trapped him for many years seemed to have been touched!

"Hmm?!"

Qin Honghai was surprised and delighted. He opened his eyes and saw that the statue placed on the table was becoming more and more majestic in the swirling smoke.

There was also a strange feeling that he couldn't explain or understand.

Although there was no clear evidence, he had a hunch that that power came from this Giant Spirit God.

*Hu~*

But in the next moment, his surprise froze on his face.

Before his voice could fall, a low voice that seemed to be spoken by two people in unison resounded in his ears:

"What high vigilance, no wonder you were able to discover our tracks! Your cultivation is mediocre, could it be that there is something unusual about your soul?"

Qin Honghai immediately broke out in a cold sweat and turned his head stiffly, only to see two 'people' standing in the middle of his courtyard.

These two people, one dressed in white with a pale face, and the other dressed in black robes with an even darker face, were back to back.

At this time, the sun was high in the sky, and the sunlight was shining brightly. The two people stood back to back, but they had no shadows, and there was no smell or aura, as if they were two ghosts.

One smiled, and the other sneered, but both were staring at him.