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[Idle Slot 4: Soul-Devouring Demonic Armor Technique]
"Soul-Devouring Demonic Armor Technique (0/100): 36 session a day, master in 5 years."
As the Idle Slot took effect, without needing to think, related insights surged into his mind. His understanding of this technique imdiately beca complete.
"So it is this technique."
Wang Yu still rembered that when he had a narrow encounter with Xu Jiaojiao, she had once used a type of soul-devouring art. After its use, a layer of black armor with excellent defensive power appeared on her body.
She had indeed cultivated sothing from this mysterious silk scroll.
Now it seed this was most likely a secret technique that had existed since ancient tis. Judging from a modern perspective, it was at most a Foundation Establishnt secret art.
However, after careful consideration, Wang Yu felt that sothing was not right.
"This might be... a type of strange technique."
During his ti as a spirit slave, he had briefly learned about various techniques and divine abilities in the cultivation world. So far, he had only co into contact with secret arts and spell techniques.
Among them, Treasure Arts were techniques recorded within the treasure bones left behind after the fall of powerful bloodline spirit beasts. Because of this, they were also called "Bone Arts" and were one major category in the cultivation world.
It was said that the treasure bones left behind by true spirit bloodlines contained True Spirit Treasure Arts, powers that surpassed the Nascent Soul stage, existing only in legends.
As for Strange Techniques, they were a form of shortcut cultivation. Their effects were often extrely powerful and highly specialized, but their universality was weak, and they usually ca with strong side effects.
Their cultivation threshold was also relatively high. The lower-grade strange techniques often walked the path of the unorthodox, chasing quick results to an even more extre degree than the demonic path, and were despised by the world.
Higher-grade strange techniques, however, included skills such as Qin Dunjia, Feng Shui arrays, fate calculations, altering destiny against the heavens, and so forth.[1]
The Soul-Devouring Demonic Armor Technique was considered a mid-to-high-grade strange technique. It used the souls of all living beings as nourishnt, devouring yin spirit bodies to inscribe Black Fiend Armor Patterns on the surface of the body, specializing in defense, with particularly good effect against divine sense attacks.
The more yin spirits were devoured and refined, the stronger the defense of the Black Fiend Armor beca. Correspondingly, every so often the cultivator would need to endure a yin spirit’s soul impact.
If one failed to withstand it, they would suffer the terrifying punishnt of soul-devouring by the yin spirits. If they could not survive it, at best their soul would be damaged, at worst they would instantly die.
This was a very standard demonic strange technique.
Xu Jiaojiao must have practiced it incorrectly. This technique prioritizes divine sense, with physical defense as secondary. She had clearly focused on the flesh, no wonder her figure had beco so large and mountain-like.
Wang Yu was currently in Blackbone Mountain, where the “earthbound spirits” — those yin spirit farrs, were excellent cultivation materials. But even without these necessary conditions, the Idle Slot could still force the technique to completion.
For example, at this mont, every forty minutes there was a feedback cycle. Apart from invisible cultivation experience and comprehension, there was also a wisp of pure yin spirit power flowing into his body.
Centered on his navel, black patterns were gradually forming. They were precisely the Black Fiend Armor Patterns. Once they spread across his entire body and sank beneath his skin, it would an full mastery.
Without devouring external spirits, there would be no risk of backlash. The backlash of the Soul-Devouring Demonic Armor Technique ca from those external yin spirits, but since he had devoured none, how could there be backlash?
This situation delighted him. This was a strange technique he could place in the Idle Slot long-term. Even after reaching perfection, it could continuously improve the defense of the Black Fiend Armor.
This made up for another one of Wang Yu’s shortcomings. In terms of defense, he had only one mid-grade spell, the Ice Shield Technique. It had been adequate before, but now it could no longer keep up with the intensity of battles.
Savoring the profoundness of this technique, Wang Yu decided not to switch it out.
After all, the Mysterious Yin Hand required too much ti, and since it had already entered the beginner stage, it could still gain experience slowly even without Yin Marrow Fluid. There was no need to rush.
Thus, Wang Yu beca even more curious about the magic-inscribed stone tablet in the underground palace. For now, cultivation took priority.
Still, if he brought Situ Hong and the others down for a second exploration, that might not be bad. The contents recorded on that stone tablet might be even more valuable than the Taiyin Nether Eye.
The thought itched at his heart like a cat’s scratch, and it took him a long while to calm down.
Ten days later, Wang Yu consud his fourth supre-grade Cold Blood Pill.
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It was the sixth year and first month of his outer sect life. In another two years, his mission in Blackbone Mountain would end.
That day, his curiosity got the better of him. Unable to restrain himself, Wang Yu went out again to find Situ Hong to discuss a second expedition into the underground palace.
However, danger often strikes when a person is most relaxed. He had thought that the trip to Blackbone Mountain was already settled, only waiting for the return journey.
An unexpected person suddenly launched an attack.
“Wang Yu!”
The voice, like thunder, echoed through the three Blackbone Mountains.
A terrifying aura shot straight into the clouds. Wang Yu’s body stiffened instantly, and from the aura he sensed, he imdiately understood who the newcor was.
It was Xu Jiaojiao’s father, Deacon Xu, a third-layer Foundation Establishnt cultivator.
“How could this be”
Logically speaking, even if Deacon Xu had been released by the Law Enforcent Hall, he should not have co to trouble him right away. After all, this matter was only known to Gu Zhengshun and Su Qingshan.
The forr was still hiding in the formation. When the two of them ca to Blackbone Mountain, they had been in a cooperative honeymoon phase, with no reason to report him.
The latter had already been personally killed by him, body and soul destroyed, so there should have been no loose ends.
Obviously, Wang Yu did not know that after Su Qingshan had swept clean the Xu residence, in order to avoid trouble, he left information about him in an envelope inside the house.
This sudden developnt left him in a very passive position.
Fortunately, there was no one else in the three Blackbone Mountains at the mont. After the early second-rank Dire Bone Lion had taken over, the four of them had already retreated to the edges, only cutting enough Bonewood for a few people, even abandoning the Xuan Essence Flower.
Deacon Xu’s arrival was sudden, and Wang Yu quietly retreated with the Night Concealnt Mantra.
On the other side.
The first to react was the Bone Lion King. As if provoked, it raised its head and roared, its body shrouded in cold white spiritual power, charging straight ahead.
Deacon Xu clearly had not expected the situation at Blackbone Mountain.
Seeing a Foundation Establishnt demonic beast rushing toward him, he cursed, and a crimson pill furnace appeared in his right hand. Under the infusion of true essence, it began spinning rapidly, the lid opening wide.
A blazing tongue of fla shot out fiercely, the extre heat distorting the very air.
With a low growl, the Bone Lion King’s bony armor rapidly thickened, and the savage spikes along its spine shot out, piercing through all the flas.
As an alchemist, Deacon Xu was far more skilled in pill refining. In combat, he was barely competent. Affected by his anger, he actually let a demonic beast of the sa rank without any background gain the upper hand.
It was simply a disgrace to the Foundation Establishnt realm.
From a distance, Wang Yu glanced back. The two sides had already exchanged several moves.
After once again summoning a second-rank low-grade sword artifact, Deacon Xu finally gained the upper hand. At most in a hundred or eighty moves, he could take down the Bone Lion King. This kind of demonic beast that grew wildly in the wilderness was still far too weak.
There was no way it could compare to a cultivator of the sa realm from the Blood Reversal Sect.
From his initial observation, Wang Yu concluded that this man was not adept at spell techniques. Using magic tools to face an enemy was not necessarily bad.
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