The source was still increasing. Fang Hao didn't close the passage in America, and more demonic corpses kept pouring out.
However, the true demon that had severed its hand did not dare to try again. It must have been afraid of the power of the nuclear explosion.
The spatial passageway was too fragile to allow demons above the Connate level to pass through.
The situation had finally stabilized, and at the same time, it left an alarm in the hearts of everyone in the world!
The demon invasion, the world's calamity, the prophecy of the Chinese gods was true!
Everyone could see how powerful the demons were.
Just the beginning of the great calamity had forced the United States to be helpless. No one knew how many terrifying disasters would appear in the future!
The foggy area in Europe was like a butcher's knife hanging over the head of the western world.
It could fall at any moment!
Everyone was terrified.
Under the organization of the Chinese in Europe, Taoism spread like a plague across Europe.
People now knew that the gods of Huaxia were real. What was even more amazing was that the gods had actually taught humans the secrets of becoming gods.
Countless people chose to throw themselves into the arms of the Huaxia Church in fear of the foreign demons.
Every day, a huge amount of power of faith would surge toward Fang Hao from the western countries.
Fang Hao's heart skipped a beat. Divine Path?
Both the Immortal Dao and the Devil Dao had already appeared, and both the Immortal Dao and the Devil Dao had certain requirements for cultivation aptitude.
Out of the billions of people in the world, only a few tens of millions had the aptitude to enter the Inborn Realm.
Among these tens of millions of people, it would already be considered not bad if one-tenth of them could cultivate to the Connate Realm.
In that case, what should ordinary people do in the face of the world's calamity?
The population was a resource! He couldn't let them consume spiritual energy for nothing without producing an origin.
Fang Hao's heart skipped a beat!
The Divine Dao was undoubtedly the most suitable system. It could collect the origin power of living beings and transform it into the source without wasting a huge population.
He could also use his wish power to feed back to ordinary people and increase their strength. In the great tribulation, an increase in strength meant an increase in strength.
Fang Hao made up his mind!
Then, he would create an opportunity to draw out the Divine Dao cultivation method.
He cast his gaze toward the ground. The will of the Great Path roamed the world, looking for the right opportunity.
Soon, he found a target.
"Little Sword God?"
Fang Hao rubbed his chin and smiled.
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Due to the threat of the demons and the fact that the recuperation of spiritual energy could not be stopped, the country had already relaxed its control over speech.
People could openly discuss cultivation problems, and the country even encouraged those who were highly skilled in cultivation to impart their experiences to the people.
A live broadcast was the most convenient way.
At this very moment!
Chen Ping 'an was in the live broadcast.
He was at the bottom of a cliff, sitting cross-legged and meditating. There was an alloy longsword stuck in the ground beside him.
"Little Sword God actually lasted for a minute today? You are indeed a real man!"
Someone in the live broadcast room said in surprise.
"I remember it was only three seconds at the beginning!”
A new audience member was confused.
"What one minute and three seconds? Why do I feel strange?”
However, they didn't have to wait long.
Chen Ping 'an frowned and his eyes suddenly opened. He clutched his head and fell to the ground. He seemed to be in extreme pain.
He only recovered after a moment.
The audience in the live broadcast room was stunned.
"Is this qi deviation?"
Chen Ping 'an's talent was average, but his comprehension was extraordinary. In addition, Fang Hao had taught him the sword technique in his dream, so he had engraved the Heavenly Sword in his mind.
Every day, Chen Ping 'an would meditate and receive a sword strike from Fang Hao. His divine sense had already been slashed thousands of times.
Even Fang Hao was a little surprised. Although the sword seal he carved would not cause real damage to the soul, the pain was not something that ordinary people could withstand.
Chen Ping 'an's Dao heart was unexpectedly strong.
After being slashed by the sword intent thousands of times, his will and soul had been tempered to be incomparably tough.
He had even comprehended a trace of the Heavenly Sword's sword intent.
A moment later, Chen Ping 'an suddenly stood up.
"I saw it! Senior! I see your sword!"
He shouted excitedly.
The audience in the live broadcast room was confused.
It was only after the explanation of the other old audience members that he understood.
"The streamer is actually being preached by a mysterious expert in her dreams. She meditates every day to accept the sword intent slashing her soul!”
"Heavens! Why is it so surreal!"
Chen Ping 'an was excited. After so long and being slashed by that sword so many times, he finally saw the process of the figure in his sea of consciousness drawing the sword!
Chen Ping 'an picked up the alloy sword beside him and leaped up. His Inner Qi burst out and he flew straight up from the bottom of the cliff.
He jumped off the cliff in one breath.
"I finally succeeded!"
He stood at the top of the cliff and let out a long breath.
Cultivation relied on spiritual energy, so he came to this mountain every day to breathe in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
He looked at the camera." Today, I comprehended a trace of sword intent and used it to open another meridian. I have already opened four meridians and entered the fourth level of Qi Refinement!”
As soon as he said this, the live broadcast room was in an uproar.
"The youngest level 4 Qi Refinement realm cultivator! As expected of Little Sword God!"
"Sigh, it's a pity that my talent is too poor. I've tried all the immortal techniques once, but after practicing them for a long time, there was no movement at all. I even wanted to give up.”
"Previous poster, you shouldn't cultivate with such thoughts. If your Dao heart isn't firm, you won't be able to go far even if you successfully cultivate!”
At this moment, Chen Ping 'an turned around to take a look.
He saw a dilapidated ancient temple on the mountain.
Fang Hao smiled from afar.
A golden light suddenly lit up in the ancient temple and disappeared in an instant.
Chen Ping 'an widened his eyes, wondering if he had seen wrongly.
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