With a flash of Ou Yangming's thought, a spiritual storm swept inside the red world and transformed into a windstorm that kept spinning.

Whether it was the sky, the ground, the mountains, or the forest, everything shook. The red centipede seemed to be standing on the opposite of the whole world, where even the space kept squeezing inward.

It shrieked as its body was being stirred up into fragments by the storm. The red world crumbled at once, and red threads that filled the sky assimilated into Ou Yangming's mind. It was worth noting that the mutated high-rank blood crystal alone helped him increase his mental power by 1%.

By the time he opened his eyes after all of the red mists were absorbed, his eyes looked like there were 2 deep vortexes spinning inside. It was as though one would be lost in his eyes by looking at him in the eye. What kind of eyes were those? They were so hollow and pure.

Ou Yangming shook his shoulders and thought, 'Turns out that the blood crystals can increase one's mental power instead of just recovering the power. No wonder the Beyond Heaven Pavilion holds Hunting Meets and is willing to give meteorites from outside of this world as rewards in exchange for the crystals.'

If Ou Yangming had not entered the red world by chance and absorbed the Black-winged Centipede's remaining mental power, he could not have found this secret. Needless to say, this was also because he paid attention to even the smallest details.

Ou Yangming retrieved a top-grade ferocious beast's blood crystal with a fervent look in his eyes. He muttered to himself, 'Earlier on, my mental power recovered much more with this crystal as compared to when I used the mutated high-rank vicious beast's blood crystal. I wonder how much my mental power will increase if I use this.' Without any hesitation, the young fellow repeated what he did just now. Before long, he sucked the mental power inside the blood crystal clean.

Nonetheless, he was rather disappointed by the outcome because he only managed to increase his mental power by a bit more than 1% with the top-grade savage beast's blood crystal.

He furrowed his eyebrows and guessed, 'Perhaps I haven't noticed another secret to this blood crystal.'

With that, Ou Yangming absorbed mental powers from tens of blood crystals within half an hour. When he opened his eyes again, 2 electric arcs seemed to be flashing inside the room, and an overbearing power spread in all directions.

After tens of breaths, Ou Yangming closed his eyes again.

As he roared internally, rows of golden words instantly appeared in his mind.

"With a single thought, stars will turn into fragments while rivers and seas will dry up. Whether all things in the universe live or die, everything will be controlled with a flash of thought." When Ou Yangming saw the words, a tyrannical and domineering intent immediately reverberated and filled his mind.

He continued to read and reached the Solitary Thought Skill's first general rule—the Voices of Gods and Demons. It spoke about how one could gather one's Qi and breathe, and that a single world could be the law of the world.

Ou Yangming kept browsing inside his spiritual world for about 8 minutes.

Afterward, he opened his eyes and breathed out some murky air before he thought, "The Solitary Thought Skill is the Dragons' secret spiritual technique. Since I have the Phoenixes' spiritual world and great mental power, I'll surely be able to achieve twice the result by doing half the world.'

Furthermore, the only feature that stood out from this spiritual technique was its aggressiveness—aggressiveness that resulted from one's unreasoning mental power and could despise all beings. Of course, based on the intensity of Ou Yangming's mental power, he could only cultivate the Voices of Gods and Demons from the first general rule at the moment.

Ou Yangming gathered his Qi and breathed as he kept deriving the skill's conception and attempted to integrate himself into it.

The sky turned bright in the blink of an eye, but he was still clueless about the Solitary Thought Skill.

Even so, he was not impatient. The tougher it was for him to reach the threshold, it could only mean that the skill was of a higher level.

Ou Yangming breathed at the purple vapor that appeared in the sky while he visualized the snow mountain inside his spiritual world. Lately, Xu Junqing's face kept appearing in his mind, and he always recalled what she said inside the sixth formation.

"Regard the chessboard as the sky and use stars as my pieces!" Ou Yangming mumbled. A roc seemed to have appeared in his chest as well.

All in all, Ou Yangming was an earthling. He did not have the whole world in his heart, and he only wanted to live calm and leisurely days.

Nevertheless, there were people whom we cared for. For instance, Old Craftsman, Wu Hanning, Ni Yinghong, Bai Shixue… Therefore, he forced himself to advance. However, inside the sixth formation, when his battle against Xu Junqing ended as a draw, although the lady did not emerge victorious, he lost. The young fellow lost to himself and to the spirit of having the world in his heart. At that time, he wondered if he had been taking the wrong path and if he should have lifted the responsibility.

This was why he studied the secret behind the blood crystals as soon as he returned to the Wu residence, and he began to cultivate the Solitary Thought Skill.

He also felt that his martial art cultivation base was too low indeed but a thought kept lingering in his head. It was not the time for him to break through yet.

After an unknown time, Ou Yangming walked to the small courtyard and tapped his interspatial bag with his hands. A spear with unique patterns rang and flew out of the bag. Its fighting spirit soared into the sky and stirred up numerous airwaves.

Ou Yangming clutched the spear and used his spiritual power to drive it. He controlled his spiritual power and muscles in detail.

Following that, Ou Yangming swept the spear to the back. It was not a particular trick as he simply moved according to his heart. Despite that, he was nimble, ever-changing, and unpredictable. The young fellow could charge forward in all directions or retreat at the same time, where he could guard himself or attack as he wished. Countless spear shadows flushed out like dragons emerging from the sea or ferocious tigers dashing out of a mountain. Moreover, plenty of fallen leaves spiraled up in the courtyard and transformed into small cyclones. At the spur of the moment, a row of closely packed holes appeared on each of the fallen leaves, and they were frightening to see.

Ou Yangming changed his spear momentum by straightening his arms and lifting the spear. He withdrew the weapon and swept its back.

Wherever the spear shadows passed, spiritual Qis were crushed in all directions by the overbearing forces, causing intense whistles to be heard.

Eventually, the whistles became louder, and the spear shadows became denser as Ou Yangming performed more techniques. Some techniques were violent, fast, and ruthless like volcano eruptions. He could hurt his enemies but would injure himself too as the techniques were meant for head-on confrontations, by which he would have to meet force with force. On the other hand, some techniques were similar to cold winds that blew on a cold plain in the north. They could not be gotten rid of like maggots on a corpse. There were also techniques that were righteous and magnanimous as if they could destroy any kind of scheme. The various techniques gathered while the spear shadows soared into the sky and enveloped the courtyard. If one looked from afar, one would be able to see spear-lights zooming into the sky, to the extent that the sunlight in the sky was masked.

Inside the Wu residence's study, Xue Yan lifted his head and took a mouthful of distilled liquor.

His mouth, throat, and stomach… Every pore on his body was filled with the smell of alcohol. The strong stimulation caused his body to shake. He squinted his eyes comfortably and exhaled before he chuckled and remarked, "Great liquor—it's strong enough. This kind of liquor tastes better. After all, a man should drink the strongest type of liquor…"

Wu Xiaohuang sat opposite him with an unfriendly look in his eyes. He sneered and asked, "Now that we had some drinks, we should do something about this chess game that has been dragged on for a month. Brother Xue, you have time today, don't you?"

Xue Yan was calm and unhurried. He raised his head again to drink more liquor and breathed out comfortably several times.

He glared at Wu Xiaohuang with strong momentum and responded with a more overwhelming voice, "Brother Wu, you shouldn't treat a good person unfairly. When did I play chess against you? This game clearly doesn't seem right, so I'm not going to play it, I'm not going to play it." He waved his hand impatiently.

Wu Xiaohuang was stunned for a brief moment. He did not expect Xue Yan to reject him just like that. 'He's really following through with the "truth" that he won't lose if he doesn't continue the game.'

He became furious right away and lost his temper. "Old fella, are you even ashamed of yourself? How could you act dumb like that at such an age?"

Xue Yan enjoyed his drink shamelessly and even lamented, "Ah, winter's the best season indeed. Liquor tastes different and can also keep me warm, hehehe."

All of a sudden, a rumble was heard coming from afar.

The elders exchanged glances, and their faces changed. They transformed into 2 vortexes and flew away.

When they saw what was going on inside Ou Yangming's courtyard, Xue Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Yesterday, Boren told me that Yu Tianyu has a profound cultivation base in martial arts, and that he won't be able to make more than 10 moves against that young fella. I thought that he was exaggerating it but… Judging from the tens of dissimilar spear techniques, it'll be notable for Boren to make even 5 moves, let alone 10 moves."

Wu Xiaohuang inhaled some cold air and asked probingly, "How do you think Brother Tianrui cultivates? This doesn't make sense at all. Besides, he's only an Intermediate Spiritualist, but it feels like he's much stronger than ordinary Advanced Spiritualists."

Xue Yan sighed and sounded rather frustrated as he replied to him, "I'd be a Venerable One if I knew the answer to that!"

After some time, they looked at each other again and noticed how determined each other was.

This time, the Wu family and the Xue family had found a treasure indeed.

Of course, they were not the only ones with this thought; even the Venerable Ones from Mount Wuzhi and the Beast King Sect were thinking the same.

Having said that, the person that would agree with this the most was Li Xin. After all, Ou Yangming possessed the powers of the Phoenixes and the Dragons at the same time. Unfortunately, Li Xin previously used his Blood Flight Art as his last resort during his fight against the 10,000 Beasts Venerable One. He became severely injured, so he could not cause any trouble for the time being.

Ou Yangming emptied his mind and body and entered a state of mental vacancy. He began to make random attacks with his spear.

Making unconventional moves might seem effortless, but Ou Yangming's blood flowed faster inside his body. His blood surged vastly like a long river, and he felt like he reached his heart's content.

He breathed out some murky air and pressed his spear down.

In a flash, all of the spear shadows inside the small courtyard disappeared while his spiritual Qi calmed down.

Xue Yan and Wu Xiaohuang looked at each other and exclaimed, "Extend and retract as one wishes—the spear moves where the mind points to!" They initially thought that they overestimated Ou Yangming, but they now realized that they had actually underestimated him very much.

Once the spear shadows dispersed, Ou Yangming did not move in a hurry. He let his Qi momentum calm down before he opened his eyes slowly.

Xue Yan and Wu Xiaohuang rolled their sleeves and landed in front of Ou Yangming at the same time.

Wu Xiaohuang took half a step forward and chuckled. "Younger Brother Tianrui, I didn't think that you'd have such a profound cultivation base in spear techniques. I'm truly in admiration."

Ou Yangming turned his wrist and kept his spear before he responded, "Senior, you exaggerated it. My cultivation base in spear techniques isn't good enough to be seriously considered by you, senior. Instead, I'd like to apologize for making such a mess in the courtyard. I hope you'll forgive me for this."

Wu Xiaohuang was about to say something when Xue Yan waved his hand and uttered with a smile, "It's fine, it's fine."

The Wu family's patriarch nodded and added, "Hmm? This courtyard is too small indeed, so it's not a great place for you to move around. How about this? I'll get someone to make arrangements for you to stay at the Xunlong Residence. It's quieter there and has a more spacious place for you to study formations without being disturbed."

Ou Yangming pondered for a while and agreed to it with a smile.