For him, however, this was just right.
He didn't choose to merge it with himself.
In this world, Divine Spirits who completely merge with their Divine Formats are enslaved by the Celestial Dao—a taboo for Cultivators.
They were all people who pursued a life of freedom and abandon; how could they allow themselves to be controlled by another?
Especially not by the Celestial Dao.
Cultivators defy the heavens. Their very purpose was to challenge the Celestial Dao.
After a moment of thought, he sat cross-legged on the ice cliff and once again activated the Profound Capital Eight Sceneries Celestial Refining Creation Cloud Scripture.
Eight-Colored Clouds surged from his palm. The Li Huoyun burned away the remnant will imprinted on the Divine Format, the Kan Water Cloud washed away the impure dregs of faith, and the Yin-Yang Spirit Soil reshaped its foundation...
