The Monster Kings of powerful races were not comparable to the Monster Kings of small races. Their defenses were terrifyingly strong.
Ding Ning had killed several Monster Kings before and subconsciously felt that they were far weaker than the early stage Saint Martial Realm on Earth.
But when he truly fought them, he realized that he had underestimated the Monster Kings of these powerful races. Their bodies were comparable to divine gold, and their thick blood energy formed a protective barrier that was as hard as steel. It was no weaker than a spiritual energy barrier. If it wasn't for the Heavenly Annihilation in his hands, he wouldn't have been able to break through their defenses.
He deeply reflected on himself and felt that he had underestimated the creatures here. The Monster Kings that he had killed before were either not from races that were good at fighting, or they were careless and didn't release their blood energy to form a protective barrier, allowing him to kill them in one fell swoop.
According to Ding Ning's observation, the Demon Clan here basically cultivated the breathing method. Each clan's breathing method was different, so their strengths were also different. The combat power of the Demon Kings of the four families was obviously far superior to that of the other clans. Most importantly, they even had King weapons.
The so-called King Tools were not weapons forged by humans. Instead, they were refined demonic beast bones. These demonic beast bones were not any weaker than Spirit Tools. They were extremely powerful. Even though his body had been refined as a weapon, he was still almost destroyed by a King Tool.
If a King weapon was so powerful, then what kind of power did the Ancestral weapon they spoke of have?
Ding Ning frowned. Although he had lured a group of the Monster Kings that had chased him into the valley, he couldn't stay in the valley forever.
He was still not strong enough. Ding Ning gloomily sighed. It was too difficult to kill enemies two realms above him. If he could advance to the Divine Martial Realm, it would be much easier.
What depressed him the most was that the Soul Extinguishing Wind, which he had originally planned to use as his trump card, required time to use. Although it only required one second, under the siege of the Demon Kings, one second was enough for him to be blasted into pieces a hundred times. Therefore, he had not even had the chance to use his trump card.
"In this Lawless Land, my hands and feet are really tied!"
Without the rules of the Heavenly Way, even the power of the Five Elements was greatly reduced. It did not have much lethality to those thick-skinned Demon Kings. It was no wonder that no one here had comprehended the power of the elements.
However, this also made him realize that he had been too reliant on external objects in the past and did not pay attention to his own strength.
Although the totems, Talisman Dao, and Array Formations were all very powerful, once they were restricted, his weakness of insufficient strength would be exposed.
But this was also good. Ding Ning actually felt very lucky. If he hadn't come to this world by accident, allowing him to recognize himself and realize his own shortcomings, he would probably have died a very, very tragic death when he went to the Devil Prison to participate in the Battle of Providence.
Of course, this was also related to the suppression of his Divine Sense. Without the exploration of Divine Sense, it was impossible to grasp the initiative by just relying on his combat instincts and intuition. He would be at a disadvantage in battle.
Ding Ning sighed and used the All Living Things Breathing Technique to heal. This time, his injuries were too serious. The King weapon contained a strange destructive power that constantly destroyed his body. Even the recovery power of the Greenwood Body was suppressed.
Soon, Ding Ning entered a deep state of recovery. He believed that the dozen Demon Kings that had chased into the valley had been killed, and those blocking the outside would not dare to rashly enter in a short time. He was very safe now.
Indeed, the geniuses of the four great clans did not dare to enter. Even Peng Tianao did not dare to enter. There was a look of worry in his eyes as he did not know how Ding Ning's injuries were.
Following the rhythm of the All Living Things Breathing Technique, Ding Ning gradually became one with heaven and earth. Although his Divine Sense was suppressed, his thoughts continued to spread in all directions. Those Array Patterns did not sense his thoughts at all and were still in hibernation. They were like poisonous snakes and ferocious beasts hidden in the darkness, opening their bloody mouths to devour all enemies at any time.
Ding Ning was immersed in the state of recovery. He could clearly feel the power contained in the King weapon moving through his body, constantly destroying his body structure. This power was very strange, and he had never seen it before.
Breathe in … breathe in … breathe in …
As the All Living Things Breathing Technique operated, the power was quickly assimilated with the rhythm of his breathing and became docile. As he breathed, it slowly seeped into his flesh and blood, turning into Blood Qi to repair his damaged body.
Ding Ning's eyelids twitched, and a strange look appeared on his face. The power of this King weapon was actually a kind of Blood Qi, which had a magical nourishing effect on the body.
Of course, if he had not accidentally learned the All Living Things Breathing Technique, this Blood Qi would have become a fatal destructive force. The Demon Clan had really studied the Blood Qi to the extreme.
However, this also showed the magic of the All Living Things Breathing Technique. It seemed to have the magical ability to fuse with all things. Otherwise, the Blood Qi of different origins could not have been turned into a treasure.
Just as his physical injuries were rapidly healing, the black stone tablet suddenly moved. He suddenly felt a roar in his head, and his imprisoned Divine Sense showed signs of loosening.
Ding Ning's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the All Living Things Breathing Technique could pry open the black stone tablet?
He had originally planned to stop after healing his injuries, but he immediately continued to breathe in and out. He tried to control his Divine Sense and remove the imprisonment of the black stone tablet.
The black stone tablet emitted a misty black light, and the strong sense of oppression made him use all his strength. However, he could only mobilize a trace of the power of his Divine Sense.
"I don't believe that I can't beat a stupid stone tablet like you."
Ding Ning's stubbornness arose. He muttered unwillingly, and desperately operated the All Living Things Breathing Technique to fight against the black stone tablet.
Time passed, and even he did not know how much time had passed. Suddenly, he felt his mind relax, and the imprisonment power of the black stone tablet loosened a little.
"This … is this helping me condense my Divine Sense?"
Ding Ning felt that the Divine Sense in his sea of consciousness had become extremely condensed. He was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed, and a look of understanding appeared on his face.
This black stone tablet seemed to have some kind of magical connection with the All Living Things Breathing Technique. By operating the breathing technique, he could drive the black stone tablet to help him condense his Divine Sense.
Although he had only released a small trace of Divine Sense, it was more than a hundred or a thousand times more condensed than before. Moreover, the power of his control had also greatly increased. It was really like an arm, like an extension of his body.
"What if I use it with the Shadowkill Skill?"
Ding Ning's heart moved. He faintly felt that many things in this world might have some kind of mysterious connection. He immediately breathed in and out while operating the All Living Things Breathing Technique without hesitation.
Originally, he was just trying it out, but he did not expect the effect to be so good. The imprisonment power of the black stone tablet continued to weaken, and more Divine Sense power was released.
What made Ding Ning most ecstatic was that the Divine Sense power that was released was completely controllable, and the progress was many times faster than when he had practiced the Shadowkill Skill alone.
"Damn, I thought it was a disaster, but I didn't expect it to be a great treasure."
Ding Ning thought complacently, and some kind of understanding appeared in his mind. "This black stone tablet is definitely a precious treasure, and its level is unreasonably high. Perhaps even the guy who engraved the formation pattern on the stone tablet and used it as the control center of the formation may not know that this thing has such a magical effect."
Although the material of the black stone tablet was unknown, it was obviously the same as the Immortal Stone, belonging to some unknown immortal substance. Moreover, looking at the ability to confine Divine Sense, it was obviously of a higher level than the Immortal Stone.
The person who set up the formation was not simple. He could actually engrave the formation pattern on the immortal substance, which meant that this person must also be a refiner, and a very high-level one at that.
However, it was not strange. After all, a formation master who could set up a formation of the Heavenly Spirits and Earthly Fiends level was at least a formation master, or even a Divine Formation Master. Such a high-level formation master would definitely dabble in refining. After all, many formation materials needed to be refined by a refiner, so it was not strange that he knew the method of engraving formation patterns on the Immortal Stone Tablet.
Ding Ning became more and more curious about this place. What kind of place was this?
There was no sky and no land. There was a formation master who could set up a Demon Suppression or Demon Raising Formation, an alchemist who could use beast bones and demon elixirs to refine pills, a magical breathing method, a mysterious Immortal Stone Tablet … All of these teased his mind and made his heart itch. He wished he could immediately solve all the puzzles.
With the interaction between the breathing method, the Shadowkilling Skill, and the stone tablet, Ding Ning's mood became more and more wonderful. Although his Divine Sense was shrinking crazily, and the originally full Divine Sense Liquid in his sea of consciousness had now dropped to only two-thirds, he was not worried at all. Although the quantity had decreased, the quality had obviously increased.
In the past, when he controlled Divine Sense to attack, he could at most condense a Divine Sense Sword as thick as a rolling pin. But now, he could easily condense Divine Sense Needles thinner than a hair.
The Divine Sense Needles could kill people without a trace. At this moment, the Shadowkilling Skill truly lived up to its name. Most importantly, being able to use Divine Sense meant that he could once again use his ultimate weapon – the Five Element Formation Talisman.
Although the power of the elements was greatly restricted in this world, that was only when referring to the power of a single element. It should be known that the five elements were the most basic power elements that made up the world. Adding on the fact that the five elements supported each other, even in a land without sky, the Five Element Formation Talisman could display a terrifying power that was no less than that of the outside world.
"The four great families, hmph hmph, they actually chased me so hard. Then don't blame me for being ruthless."
Ding Ning showed a rare evil grin as he muttered to himself in a low voice.
He had never been chased so hard before. His body was cracked, blood sprayed through the air, and his soul was almost destroyed. He had to take revenge for this.
"Ding Ning, your friend is in our hands. I'll give you thirty minutes to obediently come out and surrender. Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite."
Just as Ding Ning was thinking about going on a killing spree after refining his Divine Sense, Lan Jue's voice came from outside the valley.
Ding Ning frowned slightly. Friend? Which friend? Could it be … Xun Er?
This caused his expression to change. Although Bai Xun Er had left with Old Donkey, Old Donkey was clearly not a kind person. Who knew if he would sell Bai Xun Er to the four great families?
This time, he could no longer sit still. He immediately stopped his cultivation, and a vicious light flashed in his eyes. He had always been a person who was protective of his own people. It was fine to touch him, but touching someone he cared about was crossing his bottom line.
"Ding Ning, you coward. Didn't you say that you like to make friends? What, you don't even care about your friend's life anymore? You really are a hypocrite. "
Xiong Lie's arrogant voice resounded through the sky.
"Tch, do you really think he cares about friends?"
Ao Tu said with contempt. "To think that this weasel treated him as a friend, and supported him when he was surrounded by enemies. But now, that hypocrite who said that he liked to make friends has become a coward, and doesn't even dare to show his face."
"What's the point of saying so much? Do you really think that coward will stand up for a weasel?"
Qing Que said coldly. "Just kill him. Let those blind fellows see what kind of person their friend is. He's just a coward who's afraid of death."
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