On the way to the stronghold, Li Cheng颐 was contemplating that as the number of villains he controlled increased, his method of relying solely on seeds of consciousness was becoming less effective.

In essence, he didn't like this method of coercing and oppressing others, as he was, at heart, a kind person.

However, the system of the Evil Flower forced him to do so.

Actually, this wasn't even the fastest method of control.

While pondering, he thought of the Evil Flower's architectural summoning ability, which he hadn't used.

After merging with the Flower God's Clothes, he gained this architectural ability, which, like summoning the Secret Swords, required gathering different proportions of evil thoughts and corresponding flower energy to successfully summon.

In essence, he should first wear the Flower God's Clothes to pollute the surrounding environment, transforming it into Extremely Evil Primordial Soil, and then use the soil as nourishment to naturally cultivate the true core building complex – the Royal City.

The essence of Extremely Evil Primordial Soil is to parasitize a super-large world, absorb all its evil thoughts as nourishment, and transform it into nutrients for growing the pure Royal City at the center.

This is the truth behind the Evil Flower's notorious reputation and the reason it is besieged and killed by groups.

Essentially, it relies on pollution and plunder to continuously grow stronger.

'Placing the building directly in Anze isn't good. Perhaps I can find a suitable dead-end world and summon it separately.'

Li Cheng颐 pondered.

'Also, the commotion from the Extremely Evil Primordial Soil is too great. If I summon the Royal City building separately, skipping the primordial soil stage, it should be more convenient. Although the summoning conditions are slightly more troublesome, requiring many materials, and the total amount of flower energy and evil thoughts is much larger, it's better than the primordial soil aura being too strong and attracting trouble.'

With a plan in mind, Li Cheng颐 came back to his senses.

His gaze turned towards the stronghold gate.

The entire stronghold was a simple warehouse they had temporarily built here, filled with a large number of saplings that had been transported over but not yet planted.

Inside the dim warehouse, fine dust floated slightly in the light.

*Swish.*

Streaks of faint light suddenly flickered and appeared in the corner of the warehouse.

Appearing in the corner with the light were men and women, old and young, all of whom shared a common characteristic.

That was golden eyes.

There were a total of six people, each with a different style and temperament. Some looked like scholars, some like chefs, some were innocent children, and some were charming mature women.

Each person seemed to have a clear and distinct label, making them easily identifiable at a glance.

"Greetings, Your Highnesses, good afternoon," Li Cheng颐 said with a smile, bowing slightly to the six people.

"It seems that only a few of you received the message and were able to arrive recently." He glanced at them one by one.

These were all avatars, the representatives of the True Gods on earth. Their bodies were human, but their essence was divine.

There was no difference in seeing them as gods.

"Lord, you summoned us here temporarily. What are your orders?" The God of Art, resembling a scholar, was an elderly figure wearing a gray scholar's robe that reached the ground, refined and gentle.

"Ah, I've just encountered a minor annoyance," Li Cheng颐 replied with a slightly exaggerated tone, smiling.

The six gods paused slightly, a bad premonition arising in their hearts.

"May I ask... what is troubling you, Lord?" The God of Art continued to ask, steeling himself.

He knew that this silver-haired, handsome man with a seemingly gentle smile had slaughtered three True God kingdoms in just a few weeks.

Not simply killing the True Gods, but completely destroying their kingdoms along with them, obliterating them to the deepest depths of the Star Realm.

The powerful resistance and power brought by the divine fire were like nothing in front of this person.

As he asked, the other gods also stared at Li Cheng颐 nervously.

"It's like this," Li Cheng颐 said with a smile, speaking in a relaxed tone, "I'm currently conducting an experiment, and the materials for the experiment are being consumed too quickly. Now, I don't have enough. So... I'd like each of you, Your Highnesses, to support me with a portion, considering it a temporary loan."

"What materials do you need? If we have them, we are naturally willing to lend them," the Child God of Children and Fantasy couldn't help but speak up.

"Don't worry, you definitely all have them," Li Cheng颐 said with a smile. He looked around at the six people, paused, and then opened his hand.

"What I want is for each of you, Your Highnesses, to each separate out half of your divine authority and transfer it to me..." His rhythmic voice echoed in the warehouse.

The moment they heard the sound, the faces of the six gods instantly turned ashen.

What was divine authority? It was the foundation upon which they depended for survival. Transferring out half of their divine authority meant that Li Cheng颐 could create a similar deity at any time to replace them.

He could easily achieve this by simply finding a divine life form.

"Lord..." The God of Art's voice was dry as he opened his mouth with difficulty. "Are you joking?!"

"Do I look like I'm joking??" The smile on Li Cheng颐's face suddenly vanished.

*Buzz!!*

A circle of invisible, terrifying pressure suddenly suppressed the six gods.

The terrifying Nineteenth Seal Realm, strengthened by the vast consciousness, spread out without any artifice.

This consciousness alone made the six gods feel as if countless flying swords were spinning wildly around them, ready to cut down at any moment.

It was a terrifying pressure comparable to a Middle God.

Pure consciousness could reach this level of strength, coupled with this person's various strange methods and sharp, terrifying sword-like lethality...

The six gods fell silent.

The anger in their hearts was like a wave, rising in bursts.

Anger +4.

Anger +5.

Hatred +4.

A series of evil thoughts poured into Li Cheng颐's mind.

In just a moment, the part of the Wisteria Flower's evolution that he was missing was quickly filled.

The sixth evolution was rapidly completed, and the Evil Flower mark shone with pure purple light.

"Alright, don't be so nervous. Can't you take a joke?" Li Cheng颐 suddenly smiled again, looking at the six gods with tense faces.

Instantly, the heavy pressure dissipated like melting snow, and the atmosphere quickly eased with his expression.

The six gods carefully discerned his expression, confirming that he was really joking, and slowly relaxed.

In an instant, the evil thoughts he had just replenished were completely consolidated, and Li Cheng颐 also successfully achieved his goal.

"Alright, the reason I called everyone here this time was just to see how you were feeling, how your states were, after all, we just joined the same organization. We should all love each other and become a family that helps each other."

Li Cheng颐 opened his mouth and spoke nonsense, making up a reason.

"Alright, you can leave," he waved his hand.

The six gods' tense nerves finally relaxed slightly at this moment.

After truly confirming that they could leave, they bowed to Li Cheng颐 and turned into faint light, disappearing impatiently.

Leaving Li Cheng颐 alone, he reached out and touched the Evil Flower mark on the back of his hand.

'Wisteria Flower: Sixth evolution degree 100%, evil thoughts 100%. The final ultimate evolution is about to begin. Start?'

The seventh time is the ultimate form??

Li Cheng颐 felt a pang of regret. He thought the Wisteria Flower could continue to increase the number of evolutions along with the Flower God's position, but unexpectedly, it had finally come to an end here.

He glanced at the Evil Flower shining with purple light and chose to confirm in his heart.

*Hiss.*

Suddenly, a purple light radiated and lit up, spreading rapidly from the Evil Flower mark and permeating Li Cheng颐's entire body.

A feeling different from the evolution of other flower scale armor surged into his heart.

This evolution was actually strengthening his body and consciousness.

The degree of strengthening wasn't great, but it was extremely balanced, giving him a feeling of a comprehensive sublimation of 0.5 Yuan Imprints.

And the Flower Utterance also underwent abnormal changes in the new evolution.

In the bright purple light, the original Hand of Silence was further strengthened.

'Hand of Eternal Sleep: Any object you touch may enter eternal sleep, not limited to living organisms.

(Eternal Sleep: Internal particle activity is suspended and still. Current highest probability: 50%.)

(Note: Causal and Fate-related abilities can produce resistance to this ability.)'

'This ability...' Li Cheng颐 was slightly surprised. Just from the description, he felt something was wrong.

This ability seemed a little too domineering.

Because from all the explanatory information, it didn't mention the difference in strength.

That is to say, as long as the opponent doesn't have causal and fate-related abilities, regardless of their strength, they must face a 50% chance of eternal sleep.

Of course, the premise is that he has to touch them.

'Next, it depends on how many causal and fate-related abilities there are... If there aren't many, then the scope of practicality of this Flower Utterance is great.'

Li Cheng颐 stood in the warehouse, lost in thought.

With a flash of black light, he left the stronghold in the blink of an eye, appearing in a corner of a bustling street.

The shadows concealed his Shadow Flash's movements. The Shadow Spring concealment ability belonging to the Shadow Dragon King had now been separated out by him and slightly modified, becoming able to hide his figure and aura in the shadows at any time.

This kind of change was far inferior to the Shadow Spring, but it was silent and fast enough.

The activation time of the concealment was several times faster than before, reaching a level that ordinary people couldn't sense.

Looking at the carefree ordinary people on the street, Li Cheng颐 slowly walked out of the corner and approached a station entrance.

Not long after.

A disabled dwarf holding a wooden bowl appeared before him.

The dwarf was lying on the ground, looking like a seal, dark, dirty, and with a stench that could be smelled up close.

He had no hair on his head, and his fleshy scalp was mixed with sweat, mud, and grime, making him look particularly disgusting.

But his eyes were as gentle and firm as a lake, like a beautiful gem revealed in the mud.

Li Cheng颐 was satisfied in his heart. This was the key to his impending sublimation to the Twentieth Seal.

His lips moved slightly.

Soon, a faint cry for help came from a corner not far away.

"What are you doing!?" It was a girl's voice.

Anxious, terrified.

Li Cheng颐 flicked his finger slightly, allowing this sound to be more accurately wrapped and concealed by death aura, only transmitting it to the dwarf's ears.

At first, the dwarf didn't seem to react, but as the sound grew louder and louder, he suddenly looked puzzled.

Then, quickly, he became anxious, put down the wooden bowl, and hurriedly moved towards the direction the sound was coming from.

He had a small wooden skateboard with four wheels underneath that could help him move his body quickly.

At this time, the dwarf lay on the skateboard and rushed towards the source of the sound in the corner.

Not long after, a roar and a cry of pain rang out.

Then, the girl screamed in horror.

Li Cheng颐's heart stirred slightly, and a wisp of Wisdom Sword Sword Qi flew over silently, helping the dwarf to avoid any accidents.

About a few minutes later.

Suddenly, the dwarf's consciousness surged a lot, beginning the subtle changes in the early stages of sublimation.

Li Cheng颐 was overjoyed and also felt his consciousness change accordingly.

This change was so great that he estimated that after two more times, he would be able to complete the qualitative change and sublimation, condensing a new Yuan Imprint.

'This Thousand Faces Sword Scripture is really convenient... There are no True Essence fluctuations, no cultivation fluctuations, it only relies on parasitic simulation to achieve qualitative change and sublimation. The Old Ancestor Chi Yuan who created this technique is truly a peerless genius.'

Li Cheng颐 sighed in his heart.

Not long after, he saw the dwarf and a slightly fat girl walking out of the alley together. The girl's face was covered in tears, and she kept thanking the dwarf for his help.

And the dwarf's face revealed an indescribable strange expression, the kind of expression that seemed to carry an invisible radiance, somewhat dazzling and radiant.

'Good kid, after you help me condense the Yuan Imprint, I will help you restore your limbs and satisfy the deepest desires in your heart.' Li Cheng颐 smiled in his heart, turned around, and disappeared into the darkness.

At this moment, he was becoming more and more indifferent to the external filth and ugliness, and more focused on the purity and beauty of the heart.

Because everything external was within his reach and could be changed at will. But the inner self was like the most precious jewel in the world, rare and beautiful.

Returning to the office, in a good mood, he once again observed the Shadow Dragon Prison in the room.

"Hmm?" The entry point of the space seemed to have undergone a subtle change.

(End of this chapter)