Sharing the burden of the Brand of Death was a very dangerous thing to do. The slightest carelessness could cause one to fall into an irrecoverable situation.
Ordinary people would not want to take such a risk to save another person, but Yang Wu was actually willing to do so. Was he out of his mind?
In fact, that was not the case. Yang Wu had an immortal body. He could easily dissolve the Brand of Death left behind by the Death War King. He was not like Xu Xiaoqiang, who had the Brand of Death imprinted in his body. If he could not control it, he might explode.
It was because of this that Yang Wu wanted to give it a try. Just as Little Hei said, he had the heart of a hero saving a beauty. With such a beauty in front of him, if he watched her die, his conscience would not be at ease.
However, it was not easy to share the burden of the Brand of Death just because he wanted to. He also needed to share the burden of the Brand of Death with someone else.
After Little Hei told Yang Wu how to share the burden of the Brand of Death with the woman, she left with the Black Steel Bear, leaving the place to Yang Wu. She even gave Yang Wu an ambiguous look, as if hinting that Yang Wu was going to do something between a man and a woman.
Yang Wu pretended not to understand, but he cursed in his heart, "What a perverted little dog. I am a true gentleman. Why would I take advantage of her?"
He looked at the woman who was still in pain. He thought about tearing her clothes to transfer the Brand of Death. He could not help but gulp. Then, he put his palms together and murmured, "Amitabha, Amitabha. A female demon who can eat people fell from the sky. I'm afraid she will eat me. Amitabha …"
Then, he sat down cross-legged and thought about the method that Little Hei had just taught him. First, he would use the consciousness of the Divine Court to force out his own Brand of Death. Then, he would use the power of the same origin to sense the other party's Brand of Death. This might cause the other party's power to explode. Only then could he share the burden of the other party's Brand of Death.
"Come on!" Yang Wu took a deep breath and activated his Brand of Death. After the battle with the barbarian generals last night, he knew that the Brand of Death was in his Divine Court. It was also an invisible existence. However, after he opened his meridians, he could sense it clearly. As long as he wanted to, he could activate it at any time.
After activating his Brand of Death, he used his consciousness to envelop the woman............. and the woman's body.........
Originally, the woman had been using her willpower and strength to suppress the Brand of Death that was growing stronger. However, under Yang Wu's influence, she was finally unable to bear it any longer. The Brand of Death completely erupted, and the terrifying aura of a Human King was released. The powerful energy instantly turned her tight black clothes to dust, and a perfect and flawless body was presented before him without any reservation. The large blood-red rose embroidered on her shoulder that took up half of her body was incomparably dazzling.
Yang Wu took in this scene as much as he could, but he didn't have any bad thoughts. He only felt a chill because he could be directly crushed by this King's Aura.
"Rise!" Yang Wu shouted. He activated all the power in his body. A Cicada Robe quietly covered his body. The thickness of this Cicada Robe was no less than an ordinary General Realm Profound Armor. It was even thicker than a layer of Profound Armor.
As Yang Wu's realm increased, his defensive power naturally increased as well. However, he was still unable to form a profound armor, not because he didn't have enough strength, but because in order to form a profound armor, he had to open three hundred and sixty-five acupoints. Even if Yang Wu's foundation was strong, he still couldn't break through this limit. The fact that he could forcefully condense the Strong Cicada Robe was already not something that other warriors could compare to.
Unfortunately, the King's Aura was too terrifying. It directly swept him away from where he stood.
Not only that, but the power of the Brand of Death also spread in all directions. The surrounding trees withered rapidly. Many weeds died on the spot. The black power was like a scythe of death. It was unstoppable.
Little Hei, who was watching from afar, saw this scene and exclaimed, "This little girl has actually compressed the Force of Death to such a degree. It looks like she's planning something big. Not only does she want to control the Will of Death, but she also wants to form the Flower of Death into a higher realm. She's really bold. It's a pity that time waits for no one. I wonder if that kid can handle it?"
Next, Little Hei leapt off the Black Steel Bear. It seemed like it was flying, reaching a height of several dozen meters. When it reached a certain height, it spat out low grade Profound Spirit Stones, which fell around Yang Wu and the woman. At the same time, Little Hei's front claws continuously drew out strands of mysterious power, attacking the low grade Profound Spirit Stones in the surroundings. Before these Profound Spirit Stones could even land on the ground, they were gathered together by Little Hei's power, forming a net of energy. In the end, it fell around Yang Wu and the woman, forcefully sealing off the King's Aura that the woman had released. It did not allow the power to spread outwards. At the same time, it did not cause any other disturbances, causing the area to fall silent once more.
Little Hei landed on the Black Steel Bear's back once more. It seemed to have shrunk quite a bit as it murmured, "I'm too weak right now. I have to wait for that kid to grow up. Only then will my sealing power slowly fade away. It looks like I have to hurry up and let the kid grow up."
The area where Yang Wu and the woman were had been sealed off by Little Hei's formation. The woman's Brand of Death had completely filled the area. If it could not be contained, the two of them would die.
Yang Wu was forced to the edge of the formation by the power. It was like he had slammed into a wall, stuck at the edge of the formation. The thick robes on him had been ripped apart by the power, unable to defend against it at all. After losing the robes, he felt suffocated and uncomfortable. His body was squeezed to the point where blood seeped out.
This was the might of a King's Aura. Coupled with the power of the Brand of Death, even a General Realm cultivator would not be able to withstand it.
"I don't believe that I can't withstand the power of a King's Aura!" Yang Wu gritted his teeth and let out a bellow. He mobilized all of his powers, and the battle blood in his body seethed. The will of death in his Divine Court was activated, completely resisting the power of a King's Aura released by the woman.
The combination of Yang Wu's battle will and the will of death also produced an indescribable aura. However, it still appeared to be too insignificant. Furthermore, the will of death came from the same source as the woman's Brand of Death. Finally, it absorbed the power of the Brand of Death on the woman's body and attacked him.
The Brand of Death was actually the will of death corroding one's vitality. If it could not be controlled, it would threaten one's life. It would slowly devour one's life and accelerate one's death.
If one could control it and turn it into their martial will, they would be able to unleash the profoundness of the way of death and achieve astonishing battle results.
Yang Wu had withstood the feeling of the Brand of Death when he was at the Battle Skill Stele of the King of Death. At that time, his Peach Core Dantian had directly dissolved the power of death and integrated the will into his Divine Court. It did not cause any harm to him.
At this moment, these more powerful Brand of Death seeped into his body and began to wreak havoc on his vitality, causing him even more pain and discomfort.
"Absorb it!" Yang Wu threw caution to the wind. After he let out a roar, he quickly circulated the Supreme Nine Mysteries Formula. His Peach Core Dantian absorbed the power of the Brand of Death into his body. It was instantly purified and fed back to his Divine Court, strengthening his will of death.
When Yang Wu released the suction force, the power of the Brand of Death, which came from the same source, used him as a vent and gushed toward him rapidly.
A lot of power gushed into Yang Wu's body. If it had been an ordinary person, they would have exploded from the overwhelming power. However, the space in Yang Wu's Peach Core Dantian was like a bottomless pit. It could absorb as much power as there was. Moreover, the speed at which the power was purified grew increasingly faster. Yang Wu's will of death was also increasing incessantly. If it was said that it was only the size of a little finger at the beginning, then it had now accumulated to the size of half a fist.
In addition, the acupoints in Yang Wu's body had been forcibly broken through by twenty-one acupoints. In an instant, he had opened up two hundred and thirty-three acupoints, saving him several days of cultivation.
All of this did not stop. As Yang Wu shared a portion of the Brand of Death, the woman, who had been in unbearable pain, gradually relaxed. She sat cross-legged on the ground and forcibly circulated a battle art, wanting to suppress all the other Brand of Death. This was the foundation of her cultivation. Once she lost it, she would no longer have the will of death. This was the result she did not want. She wanted to use the Brand of Death to form the Flower of Dao and completely grasp the Way of Death. However, all of this was no longer based on her will. Instead, the power of the Brand of Death had found a better place to reside. All of it surged toward Yang Wu. It was as if Yang Wu's will of death was the purest source. They were like swallows returning to their nest, no longer lingering on the woman's body.
The woman woke up. First, she withdrew the Ruler's Force that she had released. She wanted to forcefully retain and suppress the Brand of Death that she had worked so hard to gather over the past few years, but it was useless.
She opened her eyes and her cold gaze fell upon Yang Wu. Then, she looked at her naked body and her murderous intent surged. However, she discovered that there was a formation around her, which made her realize that the situation was not as simple as she had imagined. Then, a set of clothes suddenly appeared in her hand, which quickly wrapped up her graceful body tightly. Not a single bit of her body was exposed.
"Since you can absorb my Brand of Death, I might as well give it all to you!" The woman's expression turned cold. After thinking this, she stopped suppressing the power of the Brand of Death and allowed it to be absorbed by Yang Wu.
Yang Wu had unknowingly obtained this powerful Brand of Death. The will of death in his God's Palace condensed above his God's Spiritual Aperture, forming a black flower bud.
The Flower of Dao!
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