Calamity of Tomorrow-Chapter 337 : 336 Primordial Spirit Potential

At that moment, within Zhou Bai's sea of consciousness, there were several streams of white airflow, which were the diminished luck of Cang Ming.

On the other side, there was also a faint stream of purple-red airflow, which was the diminished luck of Ming Yue.

With a thought, Zhou Bai's Catastrophe Primordial Spirit, which looked very much like him, opened its mouth and sucked in that stream of white luck into the Primordial Spirit.

In an instant, Zhou Bai felt as if he had swallowed a mouthful of strong alcohol into his stomach, a bursting sensation spread out within his Primordial Spirit, and then slowly got tempered, fused, and absorbed by his Primordial Spirit power.

After about ten minutes, the bursting feeling slowly dissipated, and Zhou Bai looked at his own Primordial Spirit, which seemed to have become more lustrous. When he operated his Primordial Spirit power, it felt more agile and lighter than before.

But more wondrous was that after devouring the luck, Zhou Bai felt the previous limitation in his Primordial Spirit, the insurmountable bottleneck of 3999, had been broken.

"Indeed, just as the star-points introduction said, the Catastrophe Primordial Spirit can enhance its potential by absorbing luck, breaking the upper limit of Primordial Spirit power," Zhou Bai thought excitedly, "Now the limit is broken, and I can enhance my Primordial Spirit power through meditation and breathing."

Zhou Bai carefully perceived the changes in his Primordial Spirit, feeling that after absorbing Cang Ming, the upper limit of his Primordial Spirit power had increased by about 2 points.

That is to say, his current upper limit of Primordial Spirit power was not 3999, but had become 4001. That is, if he now practices spiritual breathing, he could increase his Primordial Spirit power from 3999 to 4001.

Feeling the benefits of devouring luck, Zhou Bai then turned his gaze to the purple-red luck of the Immortal Ming Yue, extremely curious about how much enhancement this strand of an Immortal's luck would bring him.

He then saw his Catastrophe Primordial Spirit open its mouth again and swallow the purple-red luck into the Primordial Spirit, and Zhou Bai instantly felt a surging vitality explode within his Primordial Spirit, which was a sensation far surpassing that of Cang Ming's luck.

Zhou Bai's Catastrophe Primordial Spirit shone brightly in the sea of consciousness, and unknowingly, it even took on a faint hint of purple.

This time,

Zhou Bai took more than an hour to completely devour and digest this strand of luck.

Zhou Bai eagerly felt the changes within his Primordial Spirit, "The upper limit of the Primordial Spirit power has increased by at least 10 points."

Zhou Bai nodded to himself continuously, "Compared to the power of Guihai Black Evil, perhaps devouring luck is really the most powerful aspect of the Catastrophe Primordial Spirit. As long as I can keep devouring luck like this, enhancing the upper limit of Primordial Spirit power, the Primordial Spirit power can continue to be cultivated and enhance.

Eventually, even if my ability to transform Dao cannot improve, my power will still continue to grow."

Thinking about this, Zhou Bai was secretly excited, "The only trouble is the process of weakening luck, which needs some targets."

Qian Wangsun suddenly felt a chill down his spine on the bed opposite, and could not help but turn his head, only to see Zhou Bai's shining eyes in the darkness.

"What's wrong, Zhou Bai? Is something the matter?"

"Nothing, nothing, I'm just going out for a walk," Zhou Bai left and silently thought, 'Forget about Qian Wangsun, he's one of our own, and he doesn't carry any hostility towards me.'

'As for those in Beihai City who currently harbor the deepest hostility towards me...'

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Zhou Bai chuckled softly, 'Watch me strip you of your luck.'

…

Inside a hostel in Beihai City.

Students from the Evil Sect were sitting at the dinner table, eating their dinner.

Most of them were hanging their heads low, faces filled with gloom.

Bang!

A stone smashed against the glass window in the back of the dining room, and the sound of someone cursing came over, "Lackeys!"

A female student stood up angrily, and Cang Ming on the side stopped her, "What are you doing? Sit down."

The female student said resentfully, "Why do they have to curse us? Why don't they curse the Heavenly Court or the Immortals? What can we do?"

Cang Ming sighed, "The common people... it's pointless to reason with them. Just ignore them."

A male student nearby, filled with reluctance, said, "Why does it have to be like this?" He looked at Cang Ming and couldn't help saying, "Why does the school make you do this? You don't have to use the Blood God Chain. When we return to Nanshan City, we'll definitely be harshly criticized."

"Not use it?" Cang Ming scoffed coldly and said to him, "Do you know how many people are in Nanshan City? 180 million people, that's 180 million mouths waiting to be fed.

Do you know how much cultivation resources the Evil Sect needs in a year? Located at the southern tip of the Eastern Continent, we are already the poorest in resources among the Four Great Taoist Schools. Do you know how much we need to import from the Heavenly Court every year?"

Cang Ming shook his head, "You think we can resist the Heavenly Court and defy the Immortals, and then it's fine to just go back and hear some nice words? If we did that and the Heavenly Court cut off their support, not too long, maybe ten days.

Those who spoke nice words would probably be the first to turn against us."

The female student, with teary eyes, said, "It's clearly the Immortals oppressing us, clearly we're also doing this for Nanshan City. Why does everyone have to blame us?"

"Because we are too weak. When you're weak, you get beaten, you get oppressed, and your reasons don't matter," Cang Ming sighed and did not continue, his gaze growing increasingly gloomy.

He wasn't worried about the public's hatred, or being the scapegoat.

What worried him was not being able to complete the task assigned by Ming Yue the Immortal. He didn't know what would happen next.

'Will the Heavenly Court still provide the support they promised to Nanshan City?'

'Unfortunately, if I still had the Abyss Nether Dragon Armor, I wouldn't be using the Blood God Chain but the armor instead...'

The Abyss Nether Dragon Armor was another famous Ninth Realm Magical Treasure of the Evil Sect. Unfortunately, it was lost in the Heavenly Demon Battlefield with the former sect leader.

Cang Ming furrowed his brows.

Outside the window, Zhou Bai, hearing the conversation of the Evil Sect members, suddenly felt that these guys were pretty miserable too.

'Forget it, nobody has it easy... let's not trouble these guys anymore, and proceed with the contingency plan.'

Zhou Bai left the guesthouse, and then directly activated the Catastrophe Domain, circling throughout the underground city.

'Once the Catastrophe Domain is activated, it can reduce the target's luck through stepping on feces or the Guihai Black Evil's attack.'

'After reducing the luck, I can gather the diminished luck into my knowledge sea, waiting to feed it to the Catastrophe Primordial Spirit.'

'But it must be within range, and the target must have hostility towards me.'

With the Catastrophe Domain's Guihai Black Evil mode activated, Zhou Bai swept through this way, consuming 1000 lazy energy points every second. However, his lazy energy points totaled over 300,000, so it was no problem to keep it going for 5 minutes.

And with Zhou Bai's speed, 5 minutes was enough to traverse most of the underground city.

'As long as there's someone within 150 meters of me who harbors hostility towards me, the Guihai Black Evil will attack and reduce their luck, and I can gather this luck in my knowledge sea.'

'And right now, those who harbor hostility towards me are probably the Heavenly Demon insiders or the Immortals' lackeys?'

'Although I hate to admit it, with so many people in Beihai City, there are definitely people like that around...'

'If Beihai City were truly united with no insiders, then Cang Ming, don't blame me. It's your turn to sacrifice for humanity.'

Just as Zhou Bai was thinking this, a white stream of luck had already appeared within his knowledge sea.

'Found it!'