"Oh? Looks like it's a fool as well. It was so easy to bait it out. " Wang Baole's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly opened his eyes. A cold glint flashed in the depths of his eyes, and his lips curled into a sneer.
In reality, Wang Baole had several ways to alleviate his mental fatigue. After all, Wang Baole was a Dharmic Armament master himself. When refining Dharmic Armaments, there was naturally an extremely high requirement for mental focus. Therefore, regardless of whether it was the withered fruit of the hyacinth tree he had obtained from the ancient greenish-bronze sword or other mystiques, although he couldn't use them in battle, he could still use them to speed up his mental recovery when he had free time.
And the reason he didn't do that and only focused on recuperating was because he had sensed the will hidden within the Demonic Eye Art!
Wang Baole had been too busy fleeing and fighting to pay attention to this will previously. However, that didn't mean that he didn't care. To a certain extent, Wang Baole had been paying attention to this will's movements.
That was why he didn't recover his mental strength. He deliberately put on a relaxed state to see if there would be any other changes to this will. At that moment, the moment he sensed the will erupting, Wang Baole waved his hand. Immediately, the withered hyacinth fruit appeared. He also took out some elixirs and swallowed them. At the same time, he formed hand seals with one hand and used a few tricks from his memory to speed up his mental fatigue. At the same time, he stabilized his mind and made it as sturdy as a mountain.
Then, there was a strange glint in his eyes as he sensed the will of the Demonic Eye Art that was erupting madly in his body!
"The way this will appeared is very appropriate to call it a companion. It didn't appear when I was fighting the black hand, which means that this will has a certain level of intelligence. It understood that if it was disturbed at that time and something happened to me, it would also dissipate.
"But now that I've managed to bait it out so easily with just a small attempt, it doesn't seem to have a high level of intelligence. Perhaps it's just instinct?" As Wang Baole muttered to himself, his gaze became sharper. However, in this sharpness, a black smoke-like substance gradually appeared, as though it was about to spread to all of his pupils.
"Or is it mainly to spread the desire to kill in my mind?" Wang Baole was a little disappointed. He tried to analyze the frustration that was rising in his heart. He could feel the urge to kill appearing in his thoughts one after another. It was like a drug addiction acting up. If he didn't obey his instincts, they would backfire on him.
"If that's all you've got, then it's really a waste of my preparations." Wang Baole shook his head. Black mist spread out from his eyes, making him look demonic. However, his mind was extremely clear, almost as if it were separated from his body. He could calmly observe and make judgments.
He waited for a while longer. When he saw that the will born of the Demonic Eye Art was still doing the same thing, Wang Baole lost interest in it. He was just about to perform an incantation gesture to wipe it away, but at that moment, the will born of the Demonic Eye Art seemed to be dissatisfied with the desire to kill spreading out in Wang Baole's mind. It began to try to spread its Yuanying.
Wang Baole was pleasantly surprised when he saw this. He quickly stopped wiping away the incantation gesture and began to observe it closely.
As he examined it, the will born of the Demonic Eye Art was like thin black strands that gathered together in Wang Baole's body. It didn't seem to notice that Wang Baole was awake. It was like a poisonous snake that was slowly trying to get closer to the Yuanying in his body.
"Its goal is the Yuanying? Or is it trying to corrupt or devour my soul in the Yuanying after spreading its Yuanying? " After noticing the target of the will, Wang Baole's expression turned serious. When a cultivator's cultivation reached the Yuanying Realm, their soul would transform into a Divine Will that would be stored in the depths of the Yuanying. When their cultivation reached the Soul Conduit realm, their Divine Will would transform into a God's Soul!
The soul that transformed into a Divine Will had a special meaning to a Yuanying cultivator. It needed to be carefully protected. Therefore, Wang Baole's eyes flashed as he looked at his Yuanying. Inside the Yuanying, besides the Natal Scabbard, there was also a ball of Dark Fire. This was the mark of the Dark Sect that had formed after he became a Dark Child. Inside the Dark Fire was the Divine Will formed by his soul.
"Just in case …" Wang Baole secretly activated the Dark Art. From the Dark Fire in his Yuanying, he secretly released a wisp of the Dark Art's aura through the Yuanying. He tried to make contact with the will to see how strong it was.
There wasn't much of the aura, only a sliver of it. However, the moment it spread out, the black strands that were formed from Wang Baole's will, which were trying to get close to his Nascent Soul, began to tremble violently. It was as if they had encountered something extremely terrifying. They trembled in fear and almost collapsed.
"Ah?" Wang Baole was shocked. He quickly reduced his own aura until it was diluted dozens of times. Only then did the will that was born from the Demonic Eye Art not be destroyed. Instead, it began to fight against Wang Baole's Dark Art's aura.
Seeing that they could fight back, Wang Baole heaved a sigh of relief. Then, with curiosity, he observed carefully. Gradually, his expression became strange. The battle between the two was very intense. It seemed that the will had used all its strength. In the end, it barely managed to come to a draw. It seemed that the host this time was difficult to deal with, so it temporarily stopped spreading its Yuanying. It quickly retreated and hid. It even stopped its desire to kill.
"So powerful!" Wang Baole coughed dryly. He refused to admit that he had made a mountain out of a molehill. Instead, he had a serious expression as he muttered to himself.
After thinking deeply, Wang Baole felt that it was appropriate to use the term "devil" to describe this will. "It contains a sense of dominance and violence. It's as if it's the only one in the world. It even has a certain level of intelligence. It's a bit like a virus. Or maybe it's the possession recorded in the books of the Holy Zhi Palace!"
"What a terrifying devil. It's able to fight me to a draw despite my Dark Art's aura being diluted dozens of times. It's not simple." Wang Baole stroked his chin and looked internally at the Yuanying in his body. He put himself in the shoes of the devil and thought about how difficult it would be for the other party to corrupt his soul.
"Yes, if I were a devil, I would first have to resist the aura of the Dark Art. I would start from a few thousandths of the aura until I could completely resist my aura. Then, I would be able to approach the Yuanying. At that time … I would see a star Yuanying that was different from the others. Therefore, I would have to work very, very hard to strengthen myself. Then, after repeated attempts, I would finally be able to enter the body of the star Yuanying. Then, if I'm unlucky, I would encounter a strange scabbard.
"Of course, I could also be lucky and not provoke the scabbard. Instead, I would enter the Yuanying. Then, I would heave a sigh of relief and prepare to enjoy a feast. When I was about to possess and corrupt the soul, I would see a ball of fire. That was the Dark Fire. The aura it emitted was the first thing I resisted outside of the Yuanying!
"Then … I would have to work even harder. I would grit my teeth and finally resist the Dark Fire. Then, I would see the host's soul. This soul contained the characteristics of the Dark Child, which were countless times stronger than the Dark Fire …
"Therefore, I would have to work even harder. By chance, I would finally defeat the characteristics of the Dark Child. When I felt that I could finally possess and corrupt the soul … I would discover that, damn it, there was a devouring seed nearby …" When Wang Baole thought of this, he coughed dryly. He felt that it was better for him not to put himself in the shoes of the devil. Instead, he began to think about the origin of the devil.
"There's one thing that's very strange. There's no doubt that the Demonic Eye Art is extremely powerful. It's extremely evil. If that's the case, why doesn't the devil born from it seem very strong?" Wang Baole muttered to himself. After thinking for a long time, he felt that there were two answers. The first was that the will and the art seemed to be one, but in reality, they were separate. The second answer was that, fundamentally speaking, his own existence was even more evil and perverse than the Demonic Eye Art itself …
"It can't be the latter!" Wang Baole rubbed his nose. After sensing the devil hiding in the Demonic Eye Art again, he thought for a moment. He didn't immediately erase it. Instead, he came up with a bold idea.
"Should I … raise another devil to play with?" When Wang Baole thought of this, his heart palpitated with eagerness. At the same time, he felt as if he had forgotten something.
"What did I forget?" Wang Baole muttered to himself for a moment. Then, his eyes suddenly widened.
"I forgot about the donkey!" Wang Baole slapped his forehead and hurriedly opened his storage bracelet. After looking around, he finally found the donkey that he had completely forgotten about. It was so hungry that it was all skin and bones, and on the verge of death.
After the donkey was taken out, its four hooves trembled uncontrollably. Clearly, it was so hungry that even breathing was difficult. It stared blankly for a moment. Gradually, tears began to flow from its half-opened eyes. An indescribable look of grievance appeared on its face …
"Son …"
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