Catastrophic necromancer

Chapter 4448: Life and Death, See It Lightly

The closer to the heart of the West Pole Pure Land, the more crushing the pressure became. Approaching the Heaven and Earth Mother Water, it peaked.

Before, Lin Moyu had only barely made it to this place with the combined strength of the Cause Seeking Ring, Little Tree, and Chaos Child.

Now, without any preparations, he couldn’t endure even a ten thousandth of a second the pressure obliterated both body and soul in an instant.

This didn’t surprise him in the least if it didn’t kill him, that would have been strange.

Amidst violet light, he began a new cycle of resurrection; before he could even fully revive, he was crushed again.

Again and again, one resurrection, one death, as time trickled by in cycles of life and death.

He kept count of his deaths. Though body and soul were smashed to dust, his awareness always remained wholly clear.

He could even, in a detached, third person view, see himself die an uncanny, indescribable sensation.

After five hundred deaths, his flesh and spirit suddenly grew a bit stronger.

Under such pressure, although he still shattered each time, he knew he was growing stronger.

“So it’s just as before: if resurrection happens continuously more than five hundred times, both body and soul advance in essence.”

“Every hundred deaths after that brings another one percent increase.”

“Don’t know if there’s a limit…”

He had resolved, ever since conceiving this approach, to push and discover that limit.

Without raising his realm, he wanted to toughen body and spirit to the very extreme; then, when his realm did rise, his strength would be nearly unmatchable.

Much like his ancient world training of his body then, it was through the power of the Dao of Force, repeatedly breaking and rebuilding the body, eventually gaining immunity and growing ever tougher.

Now, rebirth itself became the means each resurrection made body and soul stronger, a method even more direct and fundamental.

Life and death kept cycling. At death number six hundred, again his fundamentals advanced.

Throughout, Lin Moyu kept his heart unmoved no joy, no sadness watching the changes as a calm observer. Rebirth remained steady, about once per second.

Ten thousand resurrections would take several hours, each cycle increasing body and soul nearly one percent after ninety six cycles (for a nearly 100% increase), both would double in essence.

His calculations weren’t exact, but they would be close.

Even before, his soul and flesh had been very strong ten prior refinements at the chaos realm had put him far above his peers. Now, doubled again… he felt few, even at the Great Completion of chaos, could match him.

Perhaps only some innate freaks might be close, in specialized aspects.

As flesh and soul toughened, at three thousand deaths, he noticed the pressure weakened its effect: now he could endure two ten thousandths of a second, double the time before.

That tiny increase was a qualitative leap.

This showed that his instincts were right he was much stronger now.

The pain of each death had long since faded, now little different from an itch; any fear had simply vanished.

Instead, there was only excitement at the slow river of progress, feeling Dao heart honed ever more sharply.

The process continued relentlessly; strength trickled and gathered into a mighty river, eventually an ocean.

“Master’s getting stronger!”

Even Little Tree could feel it, and was delighted Lin Moyu’s growth meant he, too, might someday stand unveiled in chaos, recapturing or even surpassing his ancient glory.

Chaos Child was just as elated.

At the end of ten thousand resurrections, Lin Moyu could now withstand a thousandth of a second before destruction ten times better than his start, his body and soul each twice as tough.

If this continued, he felt he’d soon be able to move freely in such a place.

A feat no ordinary Great Completion expert nor even the ancient Chaos Divine Water Beast could manage.

Not even the Water Beast’s body could survive such pressure.

In its maternal instinct, the Heaven and Earth Birthmother creates conditions only fit for beings it creates.

Maybe the Chaos Bull could handle it its flesh was legendary. Maybe even a Supreme could stay, but it’s hard to say Supremes are perfected in everything, but don’t truly surpass all boundaries.

After ten thousand deaths, the Cause Seeking Ring auto activated, shrouding Lin Moyu and neutralizing the pressure.

“Go!”

Little Tree and Chaos Child each moved to share the load the ten thousandth and first rebirth completed at last, and Lin Moyu at last restored.

In the next moment, he returned to the core, the Mother Water surging everywhere and no pressure oppressing him.

He carefully felt the changes his realm had risen a bit, but truly what had changed was the doubling of his core physical and spiritual essence.

If before, his soul and body were like wood, now they were like iron.

Even compared in terms of raw power, he felt more than five times stronger.

He even suspected that his flesh might now rival, or exceed, most Great Completion chaos cultivators perhaps even matching the perfected state.

“Xiao Peng, come test this out!” He called Xiao Peng, the two comparing pure bodily force.

One punch Xiao Peng brought down a golden wing.

There was a massive boom; Lin Moyu was thrown back for a hundred miles, Xiao Peng hundreds more, squawking in shock.

The impact cracked the local space.

Though it looked like Lin Moyu lost, Xiao Peng stood at Great Completion just shy of perfection and with his awakened Golden Winged blood, his bodily force was off the charts, greater than most perfects.

What mattered more was: Lin Moyu took no damage at all. Defense over offense if even a Great Completion’s best hit couldn’t hurt him, his safety was massively increased.

With this confirmed, he activated the Cause Seeking Ring, planted a new fruit:

“Effect without cause!”

This time, he set it for thirty thousand deaths, after which he’d gain temporary immunity again.

Backlash came and body and soul broke; but with their newfound strength, the pain lasted only two deaths before vanishing.

With the Ring empowered, Lin Moyu set out again, ready to enjoy the “pleasure” of dying.

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