"Extraction and Possession?"
Upon seeing this technique, dicine Ancestor felt a chill in his heart.
He was unsure whether this was truly the intention of Cursed Yin or if sothing else was intermingled within.
This technique is renowned as the foremost among possession arts and the greatest among path-robbing arts. Once invoked, it is irreversible, a technique that places one in a desperate situation only to be reborn.
Its first prerequisite is the necessity to abandon the self!
As long as it succeeds, the sacrificed self can return through possession and also gain the body and power of the possessed. It’s like trading one for two, a huge gain.
But if it fails, death is certain.
Even if there are complications during the process, since the caster has already abandoned the self before performing the technique, it cannot be retrieved.
Therefore, only success is permitted, not failure!
At least, without a ninety percent assurance, given dicine Ancestor’s impression of Cursed Yin, he wouldn’t perform such a technique.
"My own path and Cursed Yin’s path clearly have nothing in common..."
Life, reincarnation, truly have no connection with magic techniques.
At most, Cursed Yin may ambitiously try to encompass life and reincarnation within magic arts, but it’s too exhausting ntally.
The Twin Rivers of the Great Dao, how could anyone rge them into their own great path with just one fanciful idea?
Therefore, dicine Ancestor had considered "possession" earlier but dismissed it imdiately.
To him, it seed too absurd.
Cursed Yin had no chance of winning, and robbing paths was not congruent; it was the worst choice.
Yet now the situation has evolved toward this direction.
dicine Ancestor, skilled in planning, imdiately wondered if Cursed Yin was no longer Cursed Yin, possibly under soone else’s control?
But who in the world could put a leash on Cursed Yin, besides himself and Demon Ancestor?
No one!
If soone claid Dao Qiongcang or Bei Huai stood behind Cursed Yin, it would be laughable—Dao as a mud ball is incomparable to Cursed Yin as a towering mountain!
No matter how suspicious or peculiar, Cursed Yin indeed took a hard blow from him and still invoked this technique.
dicine Ancestor couldn’t figure out the answer, yet it didn’t stop him from imdiately retreating.
Retreating from the Ghost Buddha Realm to the far west of the Central Region, and further to the Western Desert, where the purple lines of Extraction pursued relentlessly like a teor shower.
"Branding..."
dicine Ancestor imdiately realized the key, finding the mark of the Extraction and Possession technique on his palm.
Yet even with the power of Twin Rivers of the Great Dao, this branding exhausts the peak power of Cursed Yin’s Reverse Prohibition Reincarnation.
No fight?
Just bear the imprint?
This truly wasn’t Cursed Yin’s style; there was sothing fishy!
But being caught in this path, let alone in the heat of battle, dicine Ancestor couldn’t remove the marking in a short ti.
Even given ample ti, it would take at least ten days to half a month to completely erase the branding.
A brief test to gauge strength was enough.
Even dicine Ancestor had to admit that a centipede dies but never falls apart easily.
"Ha!"
dicine Ancestor stood firm in the Western Desert, eyes closed, no longer retreating, and coldly remarked:
"Then I’ll give you a chance!"
The Rivers of Life and Reincarnation unfolded in a cross pattern, bringing trickling streams to the arid desert.
Life imdiately flourished everywhere; the barren desert spat out new blooms for the first ti, filled with vibrant flora.
The desert trembled abruptly, the power of the rivers curling upwards, closing like a bud and converging to enclose dicine Ancestor at its center.
"Mournful!"
The divine palace’s mourning imdiately suppressed the Western Desert.
After arranging his defenses, dicine Ancestor shielded his body, then focused his mind, sinking his consciousness into the Mud Ball Palace, activating the Life Network Map, intending to battle with himself as the arena, to swallow the Cursed Yin technique that ca willingly.
Indeed!
Cursed Yin wanted to possess dicine Ancestor, but dicine Ancestor also coveted Cursed Techniques.
Contrary to the weakened Cursed Yin, dicine Ancestor had ample ti to advance this path to its pinnacle, boosting his combat strength infinitely toward the "Three Rivers."
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle!"
Purple teor showers streaked across the sky, vanishing in a flash.
The five regions watched the battlefield, clearly seeing countless purple streams penetrating the defensive power of the Twin Rivers and the divine palace’s mourning, invading dicine Ancestor’s void-like consciousness as if it were uninhabited.
dicine Ancestor Shennong Hundred Herb slowly closed his eyes.
He knew that when he reopened his eyes, there would no longer be Cursed Techniques among the Ten Ancestors, replaced by... the Three Rivers of the Great Dao: Shennong Hundred Herb!
Consciousness withdrew.
Yet even dicine Ancestor himself didn’t realize.
While he was fully focused on dealing with Cursed Yin, the branding of Cursed Yin hand formation on his palm, seed to make a mistake?
In a fleeting mont, it transford into a "囧" pattern, then in a mont into a "handshake" pattern.
The transformation was lightning fast, unnoticed by anyone.
Upon return, it was still the Cursed Yin hand formation branding.
As if this branding with all of the utmost power of Cursed Yin couldn’t possibly harbor any other’s leftover ans.
Even if there were, that "person" wouldn’t be two.
...
"Such a powerful technique!"
At Cross Corner Street, Xu Xiaoshou was still secretly learning.
Ard with the Technique Dao Disc, he was, apart from dicine Ancestor, almost one of the very few in the world who could see the decisiveness of Cursed Yin’s technique.
In the eyes of outsiders, after Cursed Yin cast the spell, dicine Ancestor took root in the Western Desert, calmly responding, no longer making any moves.
The most apparent yet superficial manifestation was dicine Ancestor’s sudden demonic transformation, as if soone had forcibly taken over a territory.
One-third represented life, one-third reincarnation.
The remaining power was the newly incorporated Cursed Yin evil energy, that purple force filled with strange aura.
"Hurry, hurry, why haven’t you gone in to see yet?"
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