The formidable power of fire began to roil around He Yiming, merging with the inherently spiritual fire energy already suffusing Glazed Island in a miraculous confluence. In that instant, He Yiming’s consciousness felt bolstered by an immeasurable strength, allowing him to perceive the aura of every living thing within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Under the cloak of this wondrous fire energy, He Yiming felt an escalating sense of omnipotence. A wild, fervent cry erupted within his heart; he craved this power—this absolute dominion over all things.

He would pay any price for it! He Yiming’s breath grew ragged, his eyes faintly reddened with a frenzy akin to spilled blood.

The surrounding power was far beyond his capacity to control. In the past, He Yiming could master his desires.

But after clashing with that supreme Outer Sea Saint Beast King, his self-assurance had inflated limitlessly. The deep-seated yearning hidden in his heart could no longer be suppressed; it sprang forth, swiftly gaining the upper hand.

The flames around He Yiming subtly shifted. His body acted like a colossal black hole, much like a prized boar wallowing in magma, beginning to greedily siphon the surrounding power.

Vast, pure Divine Fire Power poured ceaselessly into his body, rushing wildly into his chaos-like Dantian. He Yiming was astonished to discover that all the occupants within his Dantian seemed profoundly shaken; even the Divine Earth Power and Divine Wood Power began to radiate their own light.

However, these residents were not welcoming the powerful influx of Divine Fire Power, but rather working in unison to reject this power’s attempt to dominate the Dantian. There was simply too much Divine Fire Power here—an inexhaustible, outrageous quantity.

Even He Yiming’s chaotic Dantian seemed on the verge of being unable to contain it. The skin of He Yiming’s body turned deeply flushed with blood.

Though his skin had not yet burst open, externally he appeared like a figure steeped in gore, taking on a terrifying aspect. If this condition persisted, he would surely explode and perish from being unable to withstand such overwhelming force.

Such an outcome represented the gravest form of Zouhu Rumo (Deviation of Qi to Magic), and He Yiming, fueled by confidence exceeding his actual capacity, was teetering right on the precipice. Suddenly, the chaotic Dantian began to spin, and an icy current traced its way through his meridians.

Hindered by the massive tide of Divine Fire Power, it forced its way upward, surging into He Yiming’s cranial region. He shuddered violently, and He Yiming’s eyes snapped back to a state of clarity, as if waking from a deep dream.

A quick glance down confirmed the color of his skin, causing his expression to falter slightly. Almost instinctively, He Yiming instantly halted the absorption of external Fire Divine Power, violently suppressing the unrealistic notions swirling in his mind.

Slowly, this surging, wave-like impulse retreated after a fierce internal struggle. He Yiming’s back was slick with cold sweat.

He knew he had narrowly escaped being lost within the grip of this pure, formidable power. Had it not been for the primordial energy released by his chaotic Dantian, his fate would have been utterly tragic.

Breathing deeply, He Yiming finally grasped why Jin Zhanyi and others spoke of inner demons with such genuine terror. Only through personal experience with the sheer might of this mysterious force could one truly comprehend the horror of Zouhu Rumo.

He drew slow breaths, allowing the agitation in his heart to gradually subside. Once everything returned to calm, He Yiming slowly stood up.

He looked back at his body with lingering apprehension. The crimson hue had entirely receded, but the lesson learned this day was etched indelibly into his memory, impossible to forget.

He Yiming glanced at the handwritten notes in his hand, a faint, bitter smile reappearing on his face. His impulse to draw in the Fire Divine Power moments ago was, in fact, an attempt to test the limits—to see if he could shatter the boundary and unify all his powers under the massive weight of the Fire Divine Power.

According to what Old Ancestor Glazed had stated, the Ninth Heaven realm earned its title as the pinnacle of humanity precisely because those who reached it truly stood atop humanity’s peak. Masters at this level commanded their abilities to an almost unimaginable degree, capable of unleashing every fractional limit of their physical power.

If not for this, they would never manage to coalesce the light of all six Divine Weapons into one cohesive form. Simply achieving the Light Manifestation of the six Divine Weapons was an undertaking as difficult as scaling a sheer cliff, especially in this era of massive spiritual energy depletion.

Only those possessing the utmost cultivation talent, coupled with substantial fortune, could possibly reach such a height. And to possess sufficient power to integrate these divine lights, reaching a state of true, absolute mastery, was an even more impossible task.

During the first millennium after the decline of the Divine Path, the number of experts ascending to the human pinnacle via this method drastically decreased. As the energy of heaven and earth continued to wane, the emergence of human peak masters became ever rarer.

Yet, human ingenuity is boundless. After one Grand Venerable of Five Energies successfully manifested the light of six Divine Weapons, he managed, through sheer luck, to absorb a trace of Worldly Divine Power corresponding to his destined Divine Weapon.

He ultimately succeeded in unifying the light of all his weapons, finally ascending to the Ninth Heaven, the pinnacle of humanity. From then on, the true powerhouses among humans began to cultivate using this method.

Once they succeeded in manifesting the light of six Divine Weapons, they would exhaust every means to absorb a trace of Divine Power. Upon success, they could leap to the heavens, entering the most elite echelon in the world.

However, the difficulty of absorbing Divine Power was astronomical. Across the entire realm, the total number of people who managed this feat probably did not exceed ten.

These few represented the true, most powerful force humanity possessed in this world. When reading this specific manual, He Yiming had noted that, according to Old Ancestor Glazed, a person capable of absorbing Divine Power first had to achieve the state of successfully manifesting the light of six Divine Weapons.

Without achieving this foundational requirement, all attempts would be mere illusions. This was because, before meeting that standard, human bodies simply could not bear the strain of Divine Power.

But He Yiming’s constitution was different. Although he had only manifested the light of three Divine Weapons, he possessed a unique, supremely powerful Chaos Dantian.

It was precisely because of this miraculous Dantian that he succeeded in absorbing Divine Power before fully manifesting six Divine Weapons. If He Yiming had not already achieved this, Zhuang Munan would not have shared this cultivation manual with him.

After reading the book, He Yiming simply wanted to try utilizing the ubiquitous fire energy present here to fuse the light of the three already-manifested Divine Weapons within his body. He wished to know if successfully achieving this would allow him to reach the Ninth Heaven realm as well.

Regrettably, his attempt ended in unceremonious failure. While the external Fire Divine Power was immense, once drawn into the Dantian, it did not fuse the Divine Weapon Lights together; instead, it provoked a unified resistance from all the Dantian’s occupants.

Had the two sides truly entered a stalemate, the consequences would have been dire. He Yiming rubbed his scalp and let out a sigh of resignation.

Yet, he remained intensely confident in his future. Other masters, having manifested six Divine Weapon Lights, still had to worry about successfully absorbing Divine Power.

He, however, had already overcome that obstacle. In other words, once he managed to manifest the remaining three Divine Weapons, he would meet the requirements for ascending to the Ninth Heaven.

But manifesting Divine Weapons was not an easy feat. Even if He Yiming were unpicky and selected three of the most inferior Divine Weapons, he still couldn't achieve Light Manifestation immediately.

This was due to insufficient strength; even after grasping the Five Elements Reincarnation Scripture, he couldn't instantaneously reach that necessary intensity. As countless thoughts spun in his mind, a sharp gleam suddenly flashed in He Yiming’s eyes.

He recalled a passage in the notes: to temper the light of the Six Divine Weapons together, they absolutely needed to act in concert for success. Thus, ordinary Grand Venerables of Five Energies, when selecting Divine Weapons, would choose those whose attributes were similar or congruent with their own inherent (innate talent) for Light Manifestation.

This method not only amplified their existing might but also prepared them for the future ascension to the human pinnacle. He Yiming naturally lacked such constraints, but the phrase tong xin xie li (acting in concert/unity of heart and effort) made him faintly grasp something.

That fleeting spark of inspiration was seized tightly by He Yiming. Tong xin xie li...

When he had wildly drawn in the external Fire Divine Power, all the forces within his Dantian had instantly mobilized in opposition. Even the Light Power and the Yin Malevolence Aura from Ghost Cry Ridge unhesitatingly unleashed their inherent might.

They were unified in resisting the assault of the Fire Power, unwilling to be erased by this force that was clearly superior in strength. This was the defining characteristic of Divine Power; only this apex-level power would elicit such a resolute reaction.

At this point, He Yiming was certain: within his Dantian, not only were three types of Divine Power corresponding to the Five Elements present, but the Light Power and the Yin Malevolence Aura were undoubtedly the Divine Powers of Light and Dark. However, He Yiming had utilized and absorbed these two forces so sparingly that he had previously overlooked them.

But now that these powers could act in concert, could he use this very moment to fuse them together? He Yiming firmly believed that the might contained within these Divine Powers would certainly not be inferior to that of Divine Weapons.

If he could successfully refine them, they might very well replace the status of Divine Weapons... The expression in his eyes grew firmer.

He Yiming took deep breaths, and faint traces of Divine Fire Power began to resurge upon his body. The scene from moments before began to unfold anew!