Looking at Mu Wan'er's stubborn face, Qiao Yu was silent.

"I'm sorry."

Qiao Yu could only say these three words, even though he knew they were useless.

These three words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Mu Wan'er's tears could no longer be contained and burst forth.

"It's okay, you haven't wronged anyone. It's all my own fault."

Seeing that she couldn't stop her tears, Mu Wan'er simply turned around and left the Jinluan Palace.

Qiao Yu took a deep breath to calm himself down. Coming to the First Universe was purely an accident, and he didn't want to stay here for long.

Therefore, he naturally didn't want to have any attachments here.

Let's just treat it as a misunderstanding caused by a twist of fate.

He had originally wanted to ask Mu Xinxiu if he had any ancient books on condensing divine consciousness, but Qiao Yu was no longer in the mood to ask.

Mu Xinxiu had said before that the Fenglei Yuntai (Wind Thunder Cloud Platform) would take another month. In the next twenty-odd days, Qiao Yu went nowhere and locked himself up.

He summoned the Black Phoenix, Nine-Tailed Black Flame Fox, and the Purgatory Corpse King, and began to ask them how they had condensed their divine consciousness.

Faced with Qiao Yu's question, the Black Phoenix was stunned for a moment.

"My memories from when I was alive are a bit blurry, but I remember that I was a Pseudo-God Tier 9 back then. After dying and becoming a undead creature, my strength dropped to Pseudo-God Tier 3."

"Me too!" the Nine-Tailed Black Flame Fox quickly echoed.

Qiao Yu frowned. It seemed that undead creatures didn't need to condense divine consciousness at all. Their strength when they were alive determined their strength after death.

Qiao Yu could only place his hopes on the Purgatory Corpse King, after all, only the Purgatory Corpse King had actually advanced from the peak of the Half-God Tier to the Pseudo-God Tier.

Qiao Yu really didn't have a clue as to how to condense divine consciousness.

If he were in the Ninth Universe, he could still ask his grandfather Bai Xinweng or his good uncle Bai Shiyan, who had sores on his head and pus flowing from the soles of his feet.

In the First Universe, he didn't know a single Pseudo-God Tier.

If the Purgatory Corpse King didn't know either, Qiao Yu could only consider grabbing a lucky Pseudo-God Tier from outside at random and giving them a good torture session.

Faced with Qiao Yu's hopeful gaze, the Purgatory Corpse King pondered for a moment, and slowly said.

"Actually, I don't know either, but when I was in that blood cocoon, I had no consciousness at all. When I regained consciousness, I heard you shout, 'Revive, my Corpse King!' It disgusted me to death!"

"Then I stepped out of the blood cocoon, and I became a Pseudo-God Tier."

Qiao Yu couldn't help but feel a toothache when he heard this.

"Tell me yourselves, you don't even know how to condense divine consciousness, what use are you to me?"

The Black Phoenix, Nine-Tailed Black Flame Fox, and the Purgatory Corpse King were all silent when they heard this.

Big brother, don't you have any idea?

Which of us three followed you willingly? The Purgatory Corpse King was tricked, and the two of us were forced.

It's as if we were clinging to you, bah!

However, the Black Phoenix and the others only dared to slander in their hearts, after all, they had all signed a surrender contract with Qiao Yu.

"There's no way, it seems I can only go out and grab a lucky one to ask." Qiao Yu shook his head. If he had known, he wouldn't have killed so quickly in the Thunder Triangle area, and would have left someone alive.

Just as Qiao Yu was about to go out, a gentle and refined voice filled with scholarly aura sounded.

"Qiao Yu, if you are looking for a method to condense divine consciousness, I have it here." The voice of the Scholar Ghost sounded in the undead space.

Then, the Scholar Ghost took the initiative to float out and handed a scroll to Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu took the scroll with some doubts. Four large characters were written on it - *Mingshen Qixi* (The Rise of the Underworld God).

Qiao Yu was stunned for a moment, and then began to read the scroll. The more Qiao Yu read, the more shocked he became!

What was recorded in this scroll was the method of condensing divine consciousness!

Divine consciousness is transformed from the soul, and if the soul wants to successfully complete the transformation, there are two methods. The first is to gradually transform the soul into divine consciousness little by little; the second is to destroy and then establish, directly destroying and absorbing the soul to condense divine consciousness.

Of these two methods, the former is slower, taking at least several years.

The latter is faster, taking only about a month to complete, but the latter is extremely dangerous.

Once the soul is destroyed and fails to condense divine consciousness, it will become a mindless idiot.

Therefore, most people choose the first method when advancing to the Pseudo-God Tier.

"Then it seems that my uncle used the latter?" Qiao Yu remembered that Bai Shiyan had used about a month when he advanced to the Pseudo-God Tier.

He continued to look at the scroll, and then he realized that the method recorded in this *Mingshen Qixi* was even more ruthless!

Not only must the soul be destroyed, but it must also be burned alive into ashes with Underworld Fire, and finally absorb the Underworld Fire to sublimate to the extreme, and transform a brand new divine consciousness from the Underworld Fire.

The moment the divine consciousness is condensed, the Underworld Fire will be integrated with one's own divine consciousness.

Qiao Yu felt a little scalp numb just looking at it!

That's the Underworld Fire that can burn everything, and you're using it to burn your own soul? Are you sure this *Mingshen Qixi* isn't some kind of suicide method?

"Scholar Ghost, where did you pick up this thing from? Is this thing made up?" Qiao Yu's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"What are you saying, what are you saying? I want to see my lawyer!" The Scholar Ghost cried out loudly. "I swear on my ghost integrity that this *Mingshen Qixi* can definitely be used!"

"Forget it, I'll see if there are any other methods. This is equivalent to suicide!" Qiao Yu shook his head.

"Are you sure? The strength of divine consciousness is very important, you know." The Scholar Ghost blinked and said.

"Huh?" A hint of doubt flashed across Qiao Yu's face.

"The strength of divine consciousness is not obvious in the Pseudo-God Tier, because very few Pseudo-God Tiers will engage in divine consciousness battles, but you know that you need to ignite the Law Divine Fire to advance to the True God Tier, right?"

"I know." Qiao Yu nodded.

"To ignite the Law Divine Fire, you need the power of divine consciousness. Since the Twilight of the Gods, there hasn't been a single True God Tier in the Nine Great Universes, because the divine consciousness of these later people is too weak. They can't even ignite the weakest Law Divine Fire."

"And the more powerful the law, the more powerful the divine consciousness needed to ignite the divine fire. For example, compared to the Five Elements Law Divine Fire and the single Frost Law Divine Fire, the divine consciousness needed to ignite the former is five times that of the latter."

"Divine consciousness ignites the Law Divine Fire, and the Law Divine Fire helps divine consciousness transform into a godhead. The two complement each other. The stronger the law mastered, the stronger the power after becoming a god."

"Although *Mingshen Qixi* is difficult, once you succeed, the divine consciousness will have Underworld Fire. When you reach the peak of the Pseudo-God Tier and need to ignite the Law Divine Fire, you will find that igniting the divine fire is easier than drinking water."

Qiao Yu couldn't help but be moved when he heard this.

If it was really as the Scholar Ghost said, then cultivating this *Mingshen Qixi* is indeed extremely worthwhile. A successful cultivation is equivalent to having an extra ticket to the True God Tier!

But there was still a doubt in Qiao Yu's heart that had not been resolved. He looked at the Scholar Ghost with some confusion.

"Wait! Why do you know so much? You're not making things up to deceive me, are you?"

The Scholar Ghost smiled mysteriously, and then slowly said.

"Of course what I said is true, because I am Hades, King of the Underworld!"