At the same time, Liu Ming also felt the strange suction force from his hands disappear. Immediately, he happily moved his hands away from the White Bone Scorpion's head.
However, at this moment, the bubble in his Spirit Sea faintly flashed and shattered like a mirror.
Liu Ming only heard a "weng" sound in his ears. His head sank and his vision went black. Impressively, he appeared in a dusky space.
"This is … …"
After sweeping his gaze around, an extremely complicated expression appeared on his face.
This place was naturally the mysterious space that had trapped him for half a year.
However, the area of this space seemed to be a bit larger than before. Its circumference was already over two hundred feet wide.
However, when he looked to his side, he couldn't help but jump in fright.
The White Bone Scorpion that had been bound by the Soul Shackling Chain was astonishingly under his feet. Moreover, it was still struggling endlessly, as if it had recovered some of its strength.
"What's going on? Because of the bubble, I was able to enter this space. However, how could this White Bone Scorpion also appear here … … Could it be because I used the Spirit Communication Technique before? "Liu Ming's thoughts quickly turned and could only think of this.
However, no matter how strange this situation was, he naturally couldn't let the White Bone Scorpion break free from the black chain. Immediately, his body moved and a palm firmly pressed on the White Bone Scorpion's head. The Tiger's Bite Bracelet on his wrist let out a hum and a yellow tiger head appeared out of nowhere. A sound wave shot out.
Even though the White Bone Scorpion was abnormally strong, after being attacked at such a close distance, it immediately let out a mournful cry. However, it was unable to break free from the black chain and the silver inscription on its forehead. It could only desperately shake its body.
Under this kind of situation, Liu Ming naturally wouldn't be polite. Under the Tiger's Bite Bracelet, sound waves continuously shot out.
After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the White Bone Scorpion became incomparably weak again.
Only then did Liu Ming's heart relax slightly. After thinking for a moment, he made up his mind and sat down cross-legged nearby. He muttered an incantation and activated the Spirit Communication Technique.
Although he did not know if the White Bone Scorpion could be subdued in this mysterious space, since the technique he had practiced before was effective, it was naturally worth a try.
Black Qi rolled out of Liu Ming's body again, and dense grey runes surged out of his body, disappearing into the ghostly creature's head.
Although the White Bone Scorpion had become weak, its mental resistance was still as tenacious as the outside world. It did not have the slightest intention of surrendering.
Liu Ming knew that he would be trapped in this place for a long time, so he naturally did not worry about time. Moreover, this place was extremely safe, so he did not have to worry about anything happening. Thus, he continued to cast spells with ease.
However, with the passage of time, his expression gradually became solemn.
Half a day later, Liu Ming let out a light sigh and stopped chanting. Instead, he closed his eyes to recover his Fa Li.
One day later, when Liu Ming opened his eyes again, the White Bone Scorpion seemed to have recovered a bit of its strength and was ready to move again.
Without hesitation, Liu Ming shook the copper bracelet on his wrist and pressed his hand against the White Bone Scorpion's head, giving it another round of painful blows. Soon after, he began to cast the Spirit Communication Technique.
Just like that!
In the remaining days, Liu Ming first destroyed the White Bone Scorpion, then used the Spirit Communication Technique. Afterwards, he would meditate and recover his Fa Li. The next day, he would repeat the process.
After three days, the resistance of the ghostly creature's consciousness finally showed signs of weakening.
This caused Liu Ming, who originally thought that there was no hope, to suddenly feel a hundred times more confident.
After two more days of continuous destruction, the White Bone Scorpion's consciousness transmitted a thought that it was willing to be subdued.
Overjoyed, Liu Ming immediately used the Spirit Communication Technique on the White Bone Scorpion's consciousness as fast as he could. After leaving behind a mental mark, he confirmed that he could truly communicate with the ghost. Only then did he put away the Secret Technique.
Afterward, he pointed a finger at the White Bone Scorpion's body. The black chain loosened and shot back. At the same time, the silver inscription on the scorpion's head disappeared in a flash.
However, the White Bone Scorpion had gone through these days of incessant torment. Even without the bindings, it still looked like it was on the verge of death.
Liu Ming faintly smiled. He didn't care too much about this. He knew that after a few days, the ghost would slowly recover on its own. Thus, he began to think about how he would spend the remaining time in this mysterious space.
In the past few days, he had secretly taken some time to try using the Dark Bone Method. However, he was unable to increase his Fa Li by even a bit.
As a result, he had completely given up on this aspect. He could only focus on practicing the other techniques and the Spirit Communication Technique.
As for the Soul Shackling Chains, although he could grasp the finer details of the technique through practice, allowing him to command it more freely, because of the quality of the ghost, each Soul Shackling Chain was astonishingly different.
Liu Ming naturally wouldn't waste his time on this.
As for the Spirit Communication Technique, if he practiced it to a high level, it could increase the effect of deterrence and communication. After practicing it to a high level, he should even be able to subdue a Ghost General level ghost.
However, the current Liu Ming also didn't plan on practicing the Spirit Communication Technique. He decided to spend his time on the other simple techniques.
With his current cultivation, he could naturally learn the Icicle Technique and other higher level techniques. The reason why he didn't do so was because he had already practiced the Wind Blade Technique and other techniques to an extremely high level. He didn't want to give up halfway.
The second reason was that although the slightly higher level techniques had astonishing power, most of them took a long time to cast and were very difficult to improve. For the current him, there shouldn't be too many opportunities for him to use them. They weren't as practical as the other simple techniques.
Of course, if he had enough time, he would choose to practice one or two high level techniques to a high level or even higher. After all, in some situations, high level techniques could display power that far exceeded one's imagination.
After Liu Ming fell into his trap, he immediately used the remaining time to practice the Wind Blade Technique day after day.
He had already practiced this technique to a high level, but it seemed that there was still room for improvement. This made him even more curious. He didn't know what kind of power the Wind Blade Technique would reach if he improved it to another level.
Not long after, the White Bone Scorpion recovered its ability to move. Moreover, other than the large hole on its body, all of its other injuries gradually disappeared.
While Liu Ming practiced the Wind Blade Technique, the ghost quietly lay to the side and watched with an extremely obedient appearance.
When Liu Ming was resting, he would use the Spirit Communication Technique to communicate with the White Bone Scorpion's consciousness. Moreover, he would occasionally train the ghost to cooperate with him. The results were very obvious, causing the ghost to gradually gain intelligence.
With his talent of doing two things at once, half a year passed in the blink of an eye.
After such a long time, he still hadn't escaped from this space.
This caused him to faintly have some thoughts, but he didn't panic too much.
The Wind Blade Technique had already been practiced to the point where he could release ten or so blades in a few breaths. However, Liu Ming still felt that he was lacking something and continued to practice the Wind Blade Technique every day without end.
On this day, Liu Ming was standing at one end of the space and was releasing the Wind Blade Technique towards the gray fog wall twenty feet away.
Just as he raised his hand and was about to chant a spell, his mind suddenly shook. Within his consciousness, a strange light cyan symbol suddenly condensed. Following this, the sound of air breaking rang out and two Wind Blades shot out from his hands with a flash.
This wasn't two Wind Blades that had been condensed in advance and then released at the same time. Instead, they were released in an instant and the spell hadn't even left his mouth yet.
"This is … …"
Liu Ming was startled at first, then his face revealed an expression of ecstasy. Once again, his lips moved slightly and he raised one hand. The cyan symbol in his mind flashed and two wind blades shot out from his hands at the same time.
"Sure enough, after cultivating to the next level, the effect is to be able to instantly release this technique!"
Liu Ming laughed loudly and raised both his hands. One after another, the Wind Blades turned into a straight line and shot out. All of them hit the fog wall in front of him and gave off muffled "peng peng" sounds.
In the next moment, his lips were still moving, but the Wind Blade Technique stopped. His two palms suddenly came together and then slowly spread outwards.
"Zi la!"
A giant Wind Blade that was at least half a foot long impressively condensed.
Liu Ming shook his wrist and the giant Wind Blade turned into a cyan light and shot out. Its speed was so fast that it was almost twice as fast as a normal Wind Blade. Almost as soon as it was released, it slashed at the fog wall in front of him. After a loud sound, it shook the surrounding fog and caused it to slightly disperse.
"As expected, the reason why this technique didn't succeed before was because I didn't cultivate the Wind Blade Technique to perfection. However, what is this cyan symbol? When I get back, I'll have to properly inquire about it. "Liu Ming had a happy expression as he muttered a few times.
In the next few days, he continued to practice the Wind Blade Technique, but it didn't improve at all.
Seeing this, Liu Ming decisively switched to the Fireball Technique.
After four to five months, Liu Ming finally cultivated the Fireball Technique to the Large Success Level.
At this moment, the speed at which he released the Fireball Technique was not only faster than before, but the size of the fireball he released was also more than double the size of a beginner's.
Admittedly, part of this was due to his pure Fa Li, but the majority of it was due to the terrifying might of the Fireball Technique that had reached the Large Success Level.
Just as Liu Ming was feeling happy and planned to continue practicing this technique, a "weng" sound suddenly rang in his ears. After a white light flashed in front of him, he had returned to the Black Desert.
At this moment, he was still sitting cross-legged in the circle. There was still a faint, cold, black gas in the air nearby that had yet to disperse. His hands were still pressed on the head of the White Bone Scorpion beside him.
The ghost's body was still tightly bound by the Soul Shackling Chain.
As expected, he had returned to the Ghost Hell Region. However, this time, the time had clearly been extended by more than double.
However, Liu Ming didn't care about this. Instead, he muttered something as if he was facing a great enemy and hastily used his consciousness to communicate with the White Bone Scorpion.
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