Unfettered Phantom of the Otherworld 5200 ()
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Yi Feng, who was surrounded by light, felt the warm energy pouring into his body. Yi Feng didn't resist. Just when Yi Feng thought that the energy could help him break through his neck, he found that the energy stopped pouring in after helping him recover.
Yi Feng frowned and was about to struggle when he felt a piercing pain in his head. Under this pain, Yi Feng's face instantly turned pale, and he couldn't even muster up the strength to resist.
And under this piercing pain, Yi Feng found that a surge of information rushed into his mind like water. This kind of information was something that Yi Feng couldn't resist at all, and he could only endure the pain in his head.
Yi Feng really wanted to investigate what this surge of information contained, but under this pain, he couldn't investigate at all. He could only absorb it all without any resistance. This feeling was like water from the sea pouring into a river, completely breaking through the river.
The only thing Yi Feng could feel was that the death aura in his original soul was shrinking under the pressure of this information. Waves of soul power were forced into his original soul. His original soul, which was originally unable to absorb soul power, was also forced to merge with his original soul under this great pressure.
As the soul power merged, Yi Feng could feel that his original soul was becoming more and more condensed. Under the fusion of soul power, his Soul Catcher rank soared like a rocket. In a moment, he broke through the six-star rank and stepped into the intermediate rank. At the same time, his Soul Catcher rank was still soaring.
Yi Feng, who was enduring great pain, was completely shocked when he saw this scene. Yi Feng was completely shocked. Yi Feng had some understanding of the death aura over a thousand years old. With it in his original soul, it was impossible to raise his Soul Catcher rank.
But at this moment, the death aura was sealed in his original soul and couldn't stop the fusion of soul power at all. Before, Yi Feng had guessed that unless there was a great opportunity, it was absolutely impossible to raise his Soul Catcher rank before the death aura was cleared.
But at this moment, under this huge pressure, his soul power was being forcefully suppressed. Yi Feng didn't know if this was torture or an opportunity.
Yi Feng, who was in great pain, was sweating profusely. His body was convulsing, and his veins were pulsing. It was obvious that he was in great pain.
Yi Feng, who was trying his best to stay awake, could not help but curse in his heart, "F * * k, I knew the owner of this site was. Damn it, such a huge amount of faith rushed into my mind like a sea of water, and it was forced. So be it. After all, I don't expect a bastard like you to be so gentlemanly. But don't you know how to be gentle? "
Yi Feng cursed in his heart, cursing the other party's eighteen generations of ancestors. Although Yi Feng liked to use it, he thought it was very gentle. But this time, Yi Feng felt ashamed to be in the same team.
Just as Yi Feng was cursing, the influx of information became even more ferocious. Yi Feng had no choice but to stop cursing in his heart and try his best to stay awake. He was able to withstand the pain of reconstructing his meridians. There was no reason why he couldn't withstand this.
Under Yi Feng's perseverance, his shirt was already drenched in sweat. Yi Feng's mind exploded. His Soul Assimilation Art finally broke through the neck of the intermediate level and entered the advanced level of six stars. At the same time, the surge of information stopped. Without the pressure of the surge of information, the Soul Power that had squeezed into his original soul could no longer be integrated. The death aura also returned to its original state.
As the light disappeared, Yi Feng fell straight to the ground, panting heavily.
Sensing the surge of Soul Power in his original soul, Yi Feng was happy and enlightened at the same time. Yi Feng faintly understood that the death aura was a hidden disease, but it was not impossible to improve it. The terrifying pressure just now could suppress the death aura. In other words, it was possible to improve the Soul Assimilation Art, but he had to bear great pain.
Such a result made Yi Feng happy and helpless at the same time. No normal person would be willing to bear such pain. Moreover, using such pressure to suppress the Soul Power into his original soul required an extremely high price. Although he could improve the Soul Assimilation Art, even if he worked a thousand times harder, it might not be comparable to someone else's casual cultivation. How could Yi Feng bear such a loss-making deal?
"This method still won't work. It seems like I can only use the holy water."
Thinking of the pain that was worse than death, Yi Feng shuddered and gave up on using the pressure to improve the Soul Assimilation Art.
When Yi Feng gave up on this method, his mind entered his Knowledge Sea. Yi Feng wanted to see what the surge of information just now was. After the situation just now, Yi Feng already understood that he should have received some kind of information inheritance.
Yi Feng, who had been in his Knowledge Sea, sat cross-legged. As his mind sank deeper and deeper, his face changed. His face changed faster and faster, and in the end, it was a completely shocked face.
Yao Yu, who was lying on the side, looked strangely at Yi Feng, who was sitting cross-legged. Her gem-like eyes turned and stared straight at Yi Feng.
This situation persisted for a long time. For three whole days, Yi Feng was completely in this position. This made Yao Yu feel a little helpless. She rushed to Yi Feng's arms and closed her eyes to sleep again.
There was no sound in the entire space. On the fifth day, Yi Feng slowly opened his eyes. However, at this time, Yi Feng's mouth was so big that an egg could be stuffed in it. Yi Feng's fingers flickered, and the Soul Assimilation Technique was unleashed in front of him in a strange manner.
As he cast it, the Soul Assimilation Art covered a bluestone floor on the ground. The bluestone floor was not big, about half a meter in size. However, under the cover of the Soul Assimilation Art, this bluestone seemed to disappear and a big hole appeared in its original position.
Looking at this big hole, Yi Feng walked forward and gently knocked on it with his deep hand. In an instant, there was a knocking sound. Obviously, Yi Feng knocked on the bluestone.
Looking at the empty big hole in front of him, he felt the touch of his hand on the bluestone. Yi Feng could not help but exhale softly!
"So, this is an illusion!"
Yi Feng waved his hand fiercely. The original big hole disappeared in an instant and was replaced by the bluestone.
Looking at the bluestone in a daze, Yi Feng's heart was covered with shock and ecstasy at this time. No matter how Yi Feng guessed, he did not expect that this inheritance was not an inherited cultivation method, not a martial skill, and not an energy increase.
It was an inheritance of the ancient illusion production method, and from the information obtained, it was an ancient illusion production method. This illusion production method was extremely systematic and could be ranked as one of the top in ancient times. Yi Feng did not doubt this at all because he had experienced it from the illusion that could pass off as reality.
"Illusion!" Yi Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Although the attack was not as good as the martial skill. However, there were also things that the illusion could not compare to. For example, such as trapping, such as creating!
He could imagine if he could suddenly create an illusion while he was escaping. Would it be possible to change the direction of his pursuers? Moreover, when one's strength reached a certain level, it was not difficult for an illusion to stop an army of tens of millions.
How domineering was it to stop an army of tens of millions without any effort?
For example, the illusion that hid the boulder just now was just a small trick. If one were to cast that kind of terrifying large-scale illusion, it would not be a big problem to make people kill each other, or even commit suicide.
Thinking of this, Yi Feng's heart was boiling with excitement. Although there was no heaven level cultivation method, no earth level cultivation method. But this kind of auxiliary skill was not inferior to theirs.
On this continent, auxiliary skills were getting fewer and fewer. Not to mention this kind of illusion production method that was almost lost. And since he knew how to make it, he could break other people's illusions. Yi Feng was confident that if he entered that illusion again at this time, he would not need to break it with brute force. As long as he found the weakness of this illusion, he could easily escape.
Thinking of this, Yi Feng could not help but feel excited. He did not expect that he would get such a great benefit. Compared to the illusion, the increase in his Soul Assimilating Skill seemed insignificant.
"The pain this time was worth it!" Yi Feng thought of that pain and no longer had a trace of resentment in his heart. Just this illusion information was enough to make Yi Feng forget any pain.
"Hehe! Fortunately, I'm a Soul Assimilator. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to use this thing at all. "Yi Feng rejoiced in his heart.
Regarding illusions, although martial artists with extraordinary strength could create them. But for the Venerable Rank Yi Feng, it was simply impossible. But for a Soul Assimilator, it was not too much of a problem. Creating illusions, Soul Assimilators had a great innate advantage. Even if a martial artist several levels higher than a Soul Assimilator, the illusions created might not necessarily compare to a Soul Assimilator.
Therefore, even though Yi Feng was only a Six-star Soul Assimilator at this time, he could barely create some illusions. Of course, compared to the illusions created by the owner of this ruin, Yi Feng was far inferior.
"The owner of this ruin wouldn't be a Soul Assimilator too, right?"
Yi Feng guessed in his heart, but he was 90% sure. After all, from the illusion production method obtained, many involved the application of Soul Assimilating Skill. How could a martial artist use Soul Assimilating Skill? Even if a martial artist's strength reached a certain level, they could barely use Soul Assimilating Skill. However, it was impossible to use Soul Assimilating Skill as the main skill.
"Tsk tsk, could it be that all Soul Assimilators are good? I seem to be the only exception! "
Yi Feng slandered in his heart. Whether it was Geezer, Li You, or the owner of this ruin, they were all extremely enthusiastic about certain aspects. This made Yi Feng chuckle. He despised them a million times in his heart, thinking that there were very few people as pure as him. He must maintain the only pure land in the world of Soul Assimilators and not associate with these good people.
= = Sorry, I just came back from work and it's even later. There's still time tonight = = =
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