My Informative Cultivation Life

"It's not that simple. Although I'm not entirely clear on the minutiae, I do know that even if the Dominator were to join the Celestial Court, a heavy price would have to be paid," the Rotten Wooden Box said with rare gravity.

"..." Yang Ji was startled and asked, "What about those below the Dominator who join the Celestial Court?"

"Once you join the Celestial Court, it's as deep as the sea. If you're not the Dominator, even as a Supreme Titan you could only stir up a few splashes; others naturally would not bother with you. But if you are about to become a Dominator, then it doesn't matter whether you are in the Celestial Court or not, the Celestial Court will take notice!

In short, what the Celestial Court can control, it will; what it can't, it still will," the Rotten Wooden Box explained.

"The Celestial Court is so overbearing?" Yan Zhan exclaimed in astonishment.

"Otherwise, how would it dare to call itself the Celestial Court?" The Rotten Wooden Box said, irritated but also tinged with a sense of helplessness.

"So you mean to say, everything below the level of a Dominator, the Celestial Court won't forcibly intervene, right?" Yang Ji asked, his gaze flickering slightly.

"On the surface, yes, but who knows what they are up to behind the scenes," the Rotten Wooden Box said with a hint of sarcasm.

"..." Yang Ji coughed lightly and then asked no more.

The group flew rapidly, and shortly after, they arrived at the Evil Mist Canyon.

Seeing that the contracted Power of Death had not yet reached this place, Yang Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young friend, follow my guidance," the Rotten Wooden Box transmitted his voice.

Yang Ji nodded and led the others into the canyon. The deeper they went, the richer and more intense the evil qi became.

All of them suffered from varying degrees of erosion to their minds and bodies.

Seeing this, Yang Ji had no choice but to take them all into the Mount Sea World, daring to proceed alone.

Following the guidance of the Rotten Wooden Box, he descended to a dimly lit cave.

Inside, the atmosphere was extremely ancient and carried a scent of decay. The grey evil fog was thick as a wall and exuded a sense of erosion and decline that was a hundred times more potent than the evil fog outside.

If it weren't for the indestructibility of his Primordial Spirit and the protection of the pure Yang light, he would not have dared to come down.
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"Young friend, do you know why the evil fog here is so dense?" the Rotten Wooden Box asked with a chuckle.

[Supreme Evil Crystal!] Yang Ji had already seen everything from above, but he pretended to be ignorant and shook his head: "Why?"

"Because beneath us lies a Supreme Evil Crystal, containing a strand of the evil path's origin. This evil fog is what it emanates; I never imagined that after so many years, it would still exist."

As the Rotten Wooden Box spoke, he seemed to fall into a reminiscence, his voice filled with a sense of time-worn weariness and sorrow, "This place was once an Evil Cave, used for punishing people. When we were young, if we made mistakes, our master would throw us down here to endure the torment of the Origin Evil Qi."

"Now, all that is gone, and this Supreme Evil Crystal has lost its purpose. You may take it."

"What use is this Supreme Evil Crystal?" Yang Ji asked as he parted the dense evil fog and arrived at the center of the cave, where upon a stone platform, a fist-sized grey crystal lay.

This crystal was semi-transparent, and the strands of evil fog within it seemed to have a life of their own, twisting like dragons and snakes.

"To those who cultivate the evil path, this Supreme Evil Crystal is a precious treasure. It contains the origin of the evil path and can autonomously absorb various quintessences of heaven and earth, converting them into Origin Evil Qi, which greatly benefits cultivation,"

"If you embed it in your body, with the augmentation of Origin Evil Qi, you'll be able to unleash even more power. This is what you call 'succumbing to the demonic', 'yielding to the evil,'" said the Rotten Wooden Box, letting out a strange laugh, "If you don't dare, then forget it."

"Alright, I'll give it a try!" Yang Ji said as he sat down cross-legged.

The Rotten Wooden Box was surprised, having thought Yang Ji would hesitate or be sarcastic to gauge his reaction, but he didn't expect him to be so decisive.

"This young man is quite the character!" he thought to himself.

Looking at the Supreme Evil Crystal, Yang Ji took a deep breath and picked it up.

As soon as it touched his hand, strands of pure Origin Evil Qi permeated out, spreading over his hand like a spiderweb, turning his arm grey in a blink of an eye.

"With Origin Evil Qi entering your body, be cautious about your Primordial Spirit and mind being eroded. If you lose your self-awareness, you'll truly be corrupted by evil, and it will be difficult to pull you back," the Immortal Elder solemnly warned.

"Immortal Elder, I understand," Yang Ji said, and using his palm as a knife, he opened his chest to place the Supreme Evil Crystal within.

Then, he actively began to circulate his Cultivation Technique and started to absorb the Origin Evil Qi within.

Billows of evil Qi surged out, infiltrating his muscles, blood, skin, and bones.

In just ten breaths, Yang Ji's body turned grey and even his eyes became grey, resembling the legendary eyes of an evil spirit.

A pair with the power to control minds, enticing people towards evil.

Without stopping, he continued to absorb the Origin Evil Qi.

Before long, evil patterns began to emerge on Yang Ji's body, and as they multiplied, after thirty breaths, his entire body was covered in them.

It was then that every strand of his hair started to float, his body surrounded by swirling evil qi, and his grey eyes sinisterly bewitching, as if he were possessed by an evil god.

With the boost from the Origin Evil Qi, Yang Ji felt an explosive power filling his body. With a casual clench of his fist, the concentrated power between his fingers crushed the very space, causing a rumble of spatial collapse.

He felt that at that moment, with a snap of his fingers, he could blow apart a Golden List Genius, and even an Immortal Ranking Genius would struggle to withstand a casual punch from him.