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The chisel pierced his heart and the carving knife scraped the white bones again and again. Gao Ming looked at the big hole in his stomach. It seemed that every one of his blood vessels was connected to a blood-red building.

"I became Blood City? This is Blood City's perspective!"

Gao Ming disguised himself as the statue of Dirty Blood City. He should have been in the belly of the statue, but his vision was infinitely raised. He saw the brilliant rays of light above his head, the monks kneeling on the seven floors, the corpses that were crushed casually, and he also saw himself. His broken body was lying in the belly of the statue, lying in the desires of everyone.

Chanting, praying, asking God for help, worshiping Buddha, all kinds of sounds turned into colorful bubbles, which could not fill the gap in people's hearts at all.

As desires gathered more and more, and when everything was about to be swallowed up by desire, the ever-expanding desires suddenly exploded, forming a terrifying force.

This power is far beyond Gao Ming's understanding. It is driven by desire and carries a strong desire. It seems to be able to turn the false into the true and the dream into reality!

"The power of spiritual observation comes from desire? Is this the power of belief?"

Believe it to be true. When everyone in the spiritual temple believes in something, that thing will become a fact, because no light can be seen in this dark tower anymore, and it can stand in the darkness and describe the outside world without restraint.

The secret of becoming an immortal, the immortal palace above one's head, the tests at each level, everything is driven by the power of belief. All people's desires blow up the illusory immortal palace, but are enslaved and imprisoned by the illusory immortal palace above one's head.

Gao Ming shook the foundation of the Nine-Layer Spiritual Pavilion, and rays of spiritual light, like long whips made of stars, lashed at the Blood City statue.

"No wonder when I think you are Zhang Mingli, you become more and more like Zhang Mingli. No wonder people will be instantly transformed into believers seeking immortality as long as their hearts begin to waver. It is they themselves who convince them." Gao Ming understood everything: "In the Lingguan, if everyone thinks that the Immortal Palace is real, you will become the real Immortal Palace. If everyone thinks that you are the last hope and the destination of Zhemeng Town, then you will become the ending of all stories."

The long whip smashed buildings one after another, but new buildings soon appeared. Gao Ming's will briefly merged with the will of the Blood City. He laughed with a look of death and despair: "What a pity, what a pity, you are too greedy. The ghosts and gods in Zhemeng Town are not so easy to deal with. Those lunatics don't even believe in themselves, how can they believe in you?"

All the monks on the seventh floor were trembling in fear, but Gao Ming became more and more unscrupulous. He accidentally helped Blood City find the power it needed most - belief.

Desires poured into the long-dead city, and Gao Ming guided them, making them feel that this was the fairy palace.

Believe is just two simple words, but it takes a long time to prepare for it to be effective. Everything Lingguan did showed amazing results on Xuecheng.

No one here thinks that the Blood City is a dead city. Even though it exudes death and has no living creatures, all believers are still full of longing and think that this is the Fairy Palace.

If one person believes, it won't make much difference. But if a group of people believe, it can shake the falsehood. When everyone believes, it no longer matters what the truth is.

The desires carrying the power of spiritual observation not only changed the Blood City Statue, but they also poured into Gao Ming's heart and drilled into Gao Ming's nightmare. This made Gao Ming's already blurred world boundaries even more difficult to divide, and the nightmare would soon make him feel more like reality than reality.

The smoke in the spiritual palace became thinner, and the glow dimmed. The Ninth-Layer Spiritual Palace felt that the desires of all living beings were rapidly decreasing. The golden glow descending from the Immortal Palace was like a giant python that had been practicing for thousands of years, entwining itself around the Blood City statue.

Strange characters lit up one after another, and the nine pre-hidden cracks in the statue were broken. In order to prevent Gao Ming from gaining more desires, the Nine-Layered Spiritual Observation would rather destroy the statue and give up the seventh layer.

"Really, everything in the nightmare is real, the Blood City is also real..." When the statue shattered, the Blood City tattoo on Gao Ming's body was undergoing changes that no one could have predicted. The tangible statue shattered, but the intangible spiritual essence seemed to have transferred to Gao Ming.

Nine golden clouds entangled Gao Ming’s body, unable to tear it apart, so they could only try again to force him to “ascend”.

But this time, the rosy glow began to melt after touching the Blood City Tattoo. Gao Ming only felt that his body rose for a while, and then began to fall rapidly, and the rosy glow outside and inside his body was shattered.

"Are you finally going to become an immortal? I want to see what your immortal palace looks like." As soon as this thought came to his mind, Gao Ming felt something hitting his back. It wasn't painful, and there was a hint of the fragrance of soil.

After a long time, his eyes focused again and Gao Ming saw the fairy palace within reach.

"The patterns on the sky gate are clearer on this floor. I should have 'ascended' to a higher floor." Gao Ming was unable to move and could only twist his neck as much as possible. He heard the sound of flowing water, saw trees, flowers and plants, and a timid deer secretly observing him from a distance.

“So big…”

The area of ​​the spiritual temple became larger as he went higher. Gao Ming didn't know which floor he was on. He couldn't see the boundary at a glance and could only see a few strange buildings.

Those buildings were built very tall, like arms full of desire, trying desperately to reach the fairy palace above their heads.

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It seemed that the newly adult deer was curious because Gao Ming had not moved for a long time. It walked and stopped, and came near Gao Ming.

The rough tongue licked Gao Ming's hanging arm. Gao Ming grimaced in pain, and the deer was frightened and retreated repeatedly.

The stream diluted the bloodstains. The deer tilted its head, and Gao Ming's gradually recovering body was reflected in its golden eyes. After trying several times, it came to Gao Ming again and stared at Gao Ming's chest curiously.

What attracted the deer was not Gao Ming, but the glow that was about to disappear in Gao Ming's body. It lowered its head and wanted to lick the glow, but that was like trying to catch the moon in a well. There was only Gao Ming's blood on its tongue.

The rich aroma of meat rushed into the deer's body, and the deer seemed to be drunk, shaking its head. Fortunately, the new antlers were not very sharp, so Gao Ming was not injured.

A few minutes later, bloodshot appeared in the golden deer's eyes. Before, it looked like an elf in the forest, but now it lost a bit of its fairy spirit, but became more real.

It barked at Gao Ming twice, and after drinking Gao Ming's blood, it seemed to treat Gao Ming as a fellow, and took great effort to carry Gao Ming on its back.