"Like Chixue Kung, according to the classification of Secret Techniques, it should be a first-rate special Secret Technique. If you practice it alone, you'll at most be a first-rate expert in the Secret Technique World. But if you combine it with Willpower and computing power, and absorb a large amount of powerful resources, your prospects will far exceed the scope of the Secret Technique itself." Garon circulated Ice Coffin, expelling the impurities in his abilities while thinking about his own technique.
"And according to the classification, Ice Coffin should be a second-rate technique in the Secret Technique World. It's a more common Secret Technique. " Thinking back carefully, Garon realized that Senior Renée, Aloran, and Carthage all seemed to have practiced this Secret Technique to filter their abilities. Because the purity of their abilities seemed to be stronger than his, the biggest use of this purity was to nourish his computing power, allowing him to increase his computing power faster and increase his cultivation base.
"Ice Coffin is easy to learn but hard to master. Many people are stuck at the second level, only using it to filter the impurities in their abilities. It's not bad." At this moment, Carthage's voice suddenly entered Garon's ears.
"Seeing that you've just started, I advise you not to spend too much energy on this. This technique is a grind. The first level is still okay, it only takes eighty years, but the second level takes a hundred and sixty years. The third level takes a thousand years. With so much time, other techniques would have been mastered long ago. Who would be willing to practice this? That's why we usually just reach the second level. "
Carthage advised.
"Thank you for your advice, senior." Garon replied from inside the ice coffin.
"Isn't this grind suitable for increasing my potential points!?"
Hearing this, Garon's heart skipped a beat.
He still had a few hundred potential points. It would be too wasteful to use them all to increase his physical attributes. The key was to use them to increase his abilities, and a technique like Ice Coffin gave Garon a lot of inspiration.
"If I can find more of these Secret Techniques that require grinding, I'll be able to maximize my advantage and make up for the huge gap in time between me and those old monsters. Who knows, I might even be able to increase my computing power quickly! "
Once this thought appeared in his mind, he couldn't stop it.
"However, before that, I'll have to see if this Ice Coffin can succeed."
Garon immediately closed his eyes, his gaze resting on his Attribute Pane in the dark.
'Nonosiva Lin — Strength 24.1, Agility 12.1, Vitality 24.8, Intelligence 8.1, Potential 50,530%. Soul limit 40. '
He still had 505 potential points, which should be enough.
He then looked at his skill bar and quickly found the newly formed Ice Coffin among the large pile of skills.
'Energy Machinist Secret Technique — Ice Coffin: Beginner.
Ice-type Secret Techniques could filter out Ice-type abilities. There were a total of three levels. Legend had it that the highest level could filter out 100% of the impurities in the abilities and achieve a pure state. Increasing one's aptitude. The first level required 80 years of hard work, the second level required 160 years, and the third level required 1600 years. In total, it will take at least 1,840 years to complete all of them. '
Garon's gaze had just stopped on this skill for three consecutive seconds when his potential points started to change.
With a whoosh, under Garon's pained gaze, his potential points decreased … by two points.
"Phew … That's good, that's good. It's just as I thought. This world and the Secret Technique World's natural talents and abilities are still the same. Ice Coffin is a second-rate Secret Technique, so I only need to spend two potential points of a middle-level Secret Technique to forcefully upgrade it by one level."
Ice Coffin instantly went from beginner to first level.
Garon instantly looked inside himself and could clearly see that the Ice Coffin in his body seemed to have become more complex and more transparent.
"Again." Ever since Garon came to this world, he had always relied on his past accumulations to advance. He rarely relied on his natural talents and abilities. It could be said that he had really suffered a lot and taken many detours. He also realized that the normal way of becoming stronger required too much effort.
Now that his potential points could be put to good use again, he was pleasantly surprised again.
His gaze focused on Ice Coffin for three seconds, and his potential points decreased by two points again.
Meanwhile, Ice Coffin went from first level to second level with a whoosh.
Almost in an instant, Garon saw a large number of miniature ice coffins appear and condense in his body. They were densely packed and suspended in the blood in his body, flowing slowly with the blood. These ice coffins were so small that even the ends of his capillaries could be squeezed into them. Moreover, they continuously purified all the coldness in his blood, and even slowly improved and improved his entire physique.
"It's amazing!" Garon exclaimed in his heart. "No wonder so many people choose to practice this more common support technique. It turns out that it has this kind of effect. It slowly improves one's physique. This effect doesn't show much in a short period of time, but after a long time, the effect accumulates and becomes amazing!"
According to his calculations, this kind of slow transformation and purification only needed to continue for two years to improve his physique by about one point. Spending more than a hundred years to cultivate to the second level was indeed very cost-effective.
"Energy Machinists can live for hundreds of years at the very least. Spending more than a hundred years to cultivate to the second level, slowly improving one's physique, and finally improving one's physique for hundreds of years can definitely reach the limit of a technique."
The second level already had such an effect. This made Garon look forward to the third level even more.
As a support technique, Ice Coffin did not have much requirement for Willpower and computing power. This was also its biggest advantage. That was why Garon could directly use his potential points to improve it.
"Again!"
His gaze focused on Ice Coffin again.
With a whoosh, this time, he lost three potential points. Clearly, his natural ability had recognized this secret technique as a high-level secret technique at this stage.
However, to Garon now, two or three points were the same. It was just a drizzle.
Ice Coffin's icon blurred. In the blink of an eye, it quickly returned to normal. This time, the change seemed to be a little big.
'Ice Coffin: Third Level Mastery. Obtains the Heart of Ice. Filters and purifies frost-type abilities one hundred percent. Has great resistance against hallucinatory and hypnotic attacks. Greatly improves physique and intelligence (one point per year for twenty consecutive years). '
"One point per year!" Garon was overjoyed. What kind of concept was this? Increasing physique and intelligence by one point per year. This was simply terrifying! Let's not talk about physique. Let's talk about intelligence.
His current value was 8.1. He was already considered a genius among the Energy Machinists. If he were to increase his intelligence by one point per year on top of his hard work, then what level would his qualifications reach?
"Alright, let's go." Suddenly, Carthage's voice rang in Garon's ears. It pulled him back from his thoughts.
Garon took one last look at his Chixue Kung's situation.
As he expected, Chixue Kung had already undergone new changes.
'Cold Chixue Kung: Level Eleven Double Moon Level. (Coldness Strengthening Level Three. Sharpness Strengthening Level Three. Purity Strengthening Level Three.) '
"Coldness Strengthening and sharpness Strengthening were both obtained when I absorbed that trace of Inherited Power. Purity should be obtained from the Heart of Ice."
Garon collected his thoughts. With a crash, he dispersed his outer layer of Ice Coffin and stood up.
At this time, the others sitting cross-legged in the desert also stood up. They patted their robes and looked at Carthage. Clearly, he was the one in command.
Garon also looked at Carthage.
"Prepare the jump gate. Tree Fish. "
"Okay."
Looking at the jump gate gradually being released, Carthage narrowed his eyes slightly. He was silent, as if waiting for something.
Time passed slowly. No one showed any signs of impatience. For Energy Machinists, their long lifespans gave them great patience.
Suddenly, a glaring golden light lit up in the desert in the distance.
"Let's go!"
When Carthage saw this golden light, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh …
One by one, figures shot into the black vortex of the jump gate. Suddenly, only Garon and Carthage were left.
Carthage signaled to Garon with his eyes. The two of them slowly walked into the jump gate one after the other.
Hiss … In the subtle jump noise, the two of them appeared in the sky above a huge white desert city. They floated in the air and looked down at the doomsday-like scene below.
In the huge white crescent-shaped city, black behemoths that were twenty to thirty meters tall were wreaking havoc.
Loud crashing sounds and the sound of buildings collapsing could be heard everywhere.
Looking down from the sky, buildings were collapsing everywhere in the city. Dust and sand flew high into the air. They could vaguely see blue-clothed figures surrounding the behemoths. However, it was to no avail. These chimpanzee-like behemoths were agile. If they were accidentally hit, they would either die or be injured.
The two of them floated in the air and looked down at the tragedy below. The people in the city fled. Screams, cries, and sounds of despair rose and fell. Screams and roars could also be heard occasionally. However, most of them were crushed to death by the behemoths. They did not make a sound.
In the white crescent-shaped city, there were black dots everywhere. Around the black dots, there was a large amount of blood-stained sandy ground. It was as if there were patches of spots.
"General." Suddenly, a figure flashed beside Carthage. It was a middle-aged man in blue. His face was covered in blood. One of his arms seemed to have just been chopped off. There were still fresh blood clots on it.
Most importantly, this person's body was still surging with the restless Qi after a great battle.
"Another Non-Falling Level …" Garon's heart skipped a beat. He could feel this person's level.
"Where are the elders here?" Carthage asked casually.
"Three are dead. Two are captured alive," the middle-aged man answered calmly. "The guardians here need your main body to deal with them personally."
"Don't worry … It's already being dealt with …" Carthage showed a slightly meaningful smile.
Garon felt his hair stand on end. Could it be that this Non-Falling Level Carthage was not his main body?!
The things he saw from the Space-Time Print were not comprehensive. He was still quite clear about the developments around him. However, he could not do anything else.
"If that's really the case, then this person is too scary …" Garon's heart trembled slightly. If the Non-Falling Level was only his clone, then how strong was Carthage's main body?
The Non-Falling Level was Level Seven in the power hierarchy. The guardians of the Blue Frost Sect were definitely stronger than the Non-Falling Level. They were at least Level Eight. To be able to kill a Level Eight guardian, then this Carthage's strength was …
Garon did not dare to think further. Level Nine was the level close to the Perpetual Motioners. Such a high-level powerhouse was not comparable to the level he had encountered before. Perhaps only the Nine-Headed Dragon King's main body from the void could compare.
"Wait for a while. I can take something as a small gift for my genius junior brother." Carthage smiled and glanced at Garon.
The middle-aged man bowed his head respectfully. He stood at the side and did not move.
The three of them floated in the sky. In the city below, a high-level battle had already broken out. Some of the powerhouses who went out in isolation had returned. The cold frost gradually stopped the giant beasts from wreaking havoc.
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