Chapter 1015
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Sizzle!
Sizzle!
Somewhere in the Magical Beast Mountain Range.
Ning Yue was carefully devouring Necromancer's soul power.
The Sword Of Evil was busy taking over Necromancer's body.
Necromancer had been trapped in the golden coffin for many years. The Sword Of Evil was not much better off. He had also been trapped in the heaven-ranked hall of the Beast King's palace for many years.
This opportunity was too important for the Sword Of Evil. It was a matter of life and death.
When he was in the Beast King's palace, the Sword Of Evil had an endless supply of energy. That was why he could last for more than ten years.
After leaving the Beast King's palace, the Sword Of Evil had lost its energy supply. He could only survive if he succeeded.
Success or failure depended on this!
The Sword Of Evil did not dare to let his guard down.
"Refine!"
After Ning Yue swallowed the Venerable Corpse Wizard's Soul Power into his stomach, he immediately circulated the Spirit Transformation Mantra and started refining the Soul Power.
Buzz!
As Necromancer's soul power was refined, Ning Yue found that the strength of his soul power was slowly increasing.
After ten minutes of devouring, he had reached the peak of the early stage of the seventh rank. He was only half a step away from the mid-stage of the seventh rank.
"There are still two-thirds left. If I refine all of them, my soul power will definitely reach the mid-stage of the seventh rank!"
Ning Yue gritted his teeth. Ignoring the pain in his body, he continued to refine Necromancer's soul power.
Pu!
Another ten minutes passed.
Ning Yue opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Bang!
Then, a muffled sound came from Ning Yue's body.
The mid-stage of the seventh rank!
At this moment, Ning Yue's soul power had reached the mid-stage of the seventh rank!
"Whew!"
After his soul power reached the mid-stage of the seventh rank, Ning Yue slowly spat out a mouthful of impure air. He did not continue to devour.
Necromancer still had a third of his soul power left.
Even if Ning Yue devoured all of them, he would not be able to advance his Soul Power to the late stage of Level Seven.
Rather than that, it was better to keep it for now. Who knows, it might come in handy in the future.
"There's still about ten minutes before the Sword Of Evil's possession succeeds. I should take this opportunity to practice the Universe Palm!"
Let's do it.
Ning Yue's mind stirred, and he recalled the cultivation method of the Universe Palm in his mind.
The first few moves of the Netherworld Samsara Palm were not difficult for Ning Yue. It was easy for him to cultivate and he could master them in a few hours.
But when it came to the ninth form, Ning Yue had no way of successfully cultivating it in such a short time.
A few hours?
Ning Yue might only be able to touch the surface!
Drip! Drip!
Time was ticking away.
In the blink of an eye, ten minutes had passed.
Suddenly, the Necromancer opened his eyes and shot out two rays of cold light.
Swoosh!
The cold light was so fast that it hit two towering trees in an instant.
Crack! Crack!
The trees, which were as thick as a person's waist, were hit by the cold light from the Necromancer's eyes and broke into two.
"His strength has recovered to the early stage of Level Seven Supreme."
The Necromancer's eyes lit up and he flicked his wrist in front of his face.
In the blink of an eye, the Necromancer's face changed.
Sword Of Evil!
It turned out that this martial artist was not the Necromancer but the Sword Of Evil who had taken over his body!
"What kind of move is this?"
The Sword Of Evil frowned slightly when he saw Ning Yue's hands forming hand seals. He was a little puzzled.
From the way Ning Yue was forming hand seals, the Sword Of Evil could not figure it out at all.
"Could it be some advanced martial arts technique?"
The Sword Of Evil observed for a while more before retreating to the other side and carefully guarding Ning Yue.
The Sword Of Evil did not try to recover.
After all, Ning Yue was the main reason why he could successfully take over Ning Yue's body.
Now that Ning Yue was practicing some kind of spell, it was reasonable for the Sword Of Evil to guard him.
"Go!"
Not long after, Ning Yue injected the Primordial Qi in his sea of consciousness into his palm and pushed out with a backhand palm.
Crack, crack, crack!
Wherever the palm print passed, the space would tremble.
"No, I haven't even mastered the initial success. Its power is only equivalent to half of the Three Lives Palm."
Ning Yue stopped practicing and began to recall the cultivation method just now.
After a while, Ning Yue injected the Primordial Qi in his sea of consciousness into his wrist again and pushed out with another palm print.
Crack!
This time, the power of the palm print increased, but it was only equivalent to about 50% of the Three Lives Palm's power.
"I don't believe it!"
Ning Yue shouted in a low voice. Soon after, he kept pouring Primordial Qi into his wrist and pushed out with another palm print.
Crack, crack, crack …
Every time Ning Yue pushed out a palm print, the void would tremble.
Seeing Ning Yue repeat the moves tirelessly, the Sword Of Evil could not help but admire Ning Yue.
Since the Sword Of Evil had succeeded in taking over Ning Yue's body, Ning Yue had pushed out hundreds of palm prints.
Even Ning Yue's forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
"I wonder what kind of powerful move it is. I'll ask Ning Yue after he successfully cultivates it … Hiss!"
The Sword Of Evil shook his head slowly and muttered.
However, what happened next made the Sword Of Evil suck in a breath of cold air.
Rumble!
Ning Yue pushed out with his right hand. Suddenly, an extremely terrifying palm print peeled off from Ning Yue's palm.
"What is this word?"
Looking at the big word that appeared in mid-air, the Sword Of Evil frowned.
This was because even he did not recognize this word.
"That's right!"
Suddenly, the Sword Of Evil revealed a shocked expression. This was because he discovered that the big word in mid-air was the left half of the word "Qian"!
Could it be that Ning Yue was using the Qian Palm?
While the Sword Of Evil was puzzled by this, Ning Yue had already retracted his Primordial Qi and stood up from the ground.
"The power of the Qian Kun Palm is indeed heaven-defying. It has only been cultivated to the Initial Success Realm, but its power has already far surpassed that of the Three Lives Palm."
Ning Yue was very satisfied.
The Initial Success Realm of the Qian Kun Palm was when the palm print could transform into the left half of the word "Qian". The Intermediate Success Realm was when the palm print could transform into the word "Qian".
As for the Great Success Realm, the palm print could be transformed together with the word "Kun".
The Ultimate Success Realm was when the two words "Qian" and "Kun" were combined into one word.
As for what word it would transform into, Ning Yue did not know for now.
This was because there was no record of the cultivation method of this move.
"Ning Yue, what palm is this?"
The Sword Of Evil came to Ning Yue's side and asked curiously.
"Qian Kun Palm."
Ning Yue said lightly.
"Qian Kun Palm?"
The Sword Of Evil could not help but think highly of Ning Yue.
To be able to cultivate such a powerful martial technique to the Initial Success Realm in such a short time, one could imagine how abnormal Ning Yue was.
"Someone is coming."
Suddenly, Ning Yue said in a deep voice.
Hearing Ning Yue's words, the Sword Of Evil's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly released his perception.
Ning Yue could sense that someone was coming, but he did not!
There were only two possibilities. First, Ning Yue's perception was stronger than his!
This possibility was ignored by the Sword Of Evil.
He had already recovered his cultivation to that of an Early-stage Seventh Grade Supreme Martial Artist. It did not make sense for Ning Yue's perception to be stronger than his.
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