“Brother Chui, beware, it’s trying to possess him!” Siu Fu’s face fell.
Possession was the process of moving one’s spirit into a dead body to continue one’s lifespan and cultivation. It was one of the six techniques of Buddhism that was long lost to the world. Beings with powerful mental strength were gifted with the talent to perform this technique naturally and could even attack someone with a living spirit, destroying the host’s spirit violently and snatching the body forcefully!
Siu Fu couldn’t imagine what kind of terrifying being was living inside the black shadow.
“Chui Sang” abruptly stood up, causally waving his right hand.
Lee Kwong’s face fell and he defended himself with his blade. But “Chui Sang’s” arm was covered in black smoke as it smashed against the blade, and Lee Kwong, who was tired out after struggling against the suction force, could no longer take it and flew out, turning into a bloody fog within the black smoke.
“Chui Sang” shut his eyes, enjoying the feeling. “Blood, the purest form of blood and flesh! Hahaha!”
He opened his eyes, staring at Chui Yim and Siu Fu with his vertical white pupils that brimmed with violence. “Come, become my nutrients to take over the world once again!”
“Brother Chui,” Siu Fu’s eyes lit up. “The body it took over is too weak to handle the great power of this unknown creature. It might seem invincible, but it’s no stronger than a two-chambered state cultivator. We stand a chance.”
Chui Yim nodded. He could sense the fragile spirit beneath the powerful facade. “Brother Siu, I’ll go first, protect me from behind.”“Alright.” Siu Fu nodded.
Smoke emitted from Chui Yim’s bald head, slowly getting thicker as he grew long hair that was covered in flame. It danced in the air like flaming snakes.
Cautiously, Chui Yim slowly moved his right foot by a step.
Boom! The ground cracked, and Chui Yim disappeared from the spot!
“Too arrogant!” “Chui Sang” sneered. Despite only being able to exert the force of a two-chambered cultivator, it was still too much for a one-chambered state youth to take… huh?
Boom! “Chui Sang” sent out a black ball of flame surrounded by black smoke on his palm, which dispersed the instant the teen with blazing hair landed a punch against it.
Crack!
“Chui Sang’s” left arm received a huge impact, and the sound of his bones breaking was heard.
Chui Yim appeared behind “Chui Sang,” his flaming hair flying in the air. “Hah, is that all you got?”
Bang! Another punch landed on “Chui Sang’s” back, then his left arm again, and his right shoulder…
Bang bang bang bang bang…
Netherspectre, who had only just snatched a body, was greatly confused. What’s with this speed? He’s not just a one-chambered state rookie! Even a two-chambered cultivator can’t have such speed!
Chui Yim carried a water bucket as he ran up and down a trail on Cerulean Mountain.
“Second Senior Sister, does this really work?” he asked the petite figure beside him helplessly.
“Little Junior Brother, you’re the one that pestered me to teach you combat techniques.” Yim Mo Chiu glared at him, and the other looked down in silence.
He witnessed Woo Nim battle and knew that she was fantastic, so Chui Yim had the idea of learning from Woo Nim, who told him that she learned from Yim Mo Chiu instead.
Seeing that Chui Yim remained quiet, Yim Mo Chiu only let out a soft snort. “Thinking of learning how to run before you can even walk.
“Speed and strength are the basis of all martial arts and give you invincibility. There’s no need for any techniques with enough swiftness. No matter how skilful the opponent is, you've already brought them to their knees with speed before they even make a move.
“Techniques are only needed when both parties are of the same state. Your physical body is formidable, yet its true potential remains untapped. I won’t teach you any techniques until you’ve mastered the use of your body.”
With that, Chui Yim could be seen running and training his body with different methods daily, learning to use his strength fully. Four years later, Chui Yim was able to launch a full-force punch at a tree without causing a single leaf to fall. A simple flick of his fingers bore enough energy to break rock and extract gold.
He was still empty-headed towards martial arts, but when it came to strength and control of speed, Chui Yim was now unbeatable amongst those of his state.
The punches were unable to kill Netherspectre, but it was able to hurt its pride.
After being suppressed for a thousand years, it, who was prepared to return and dominate the world, was beaten up badly by an ant!
Unacceptable!
“Ant!!!!”
Black fog surged to the ceiling as another tiny trace of black fog entered Chui Sang’s body. It might’ve been tiny, but Siu Fu’s eyes never moved away from it.
At the same time, the rust stains that covered the Iron Lotus Flower disappeared swiftly. Purity did not take over the sacred item, but the inky evil aura did.
It had been a thousand years, and the paramount sacred item failed to change Netherspectre for the better but ended up consumed by its intense hatred instead.
This also explained how some of its simple evil thoughts could escape to the world in the form of a bead and attract Chui Sang; Netherspectre had swallowed one of the seals.
The Iron Lotus Flower soared to the sky and landed on “Chui Sang’s” hand.
Boom! Chui Yim punched the Iron Lotus Flower and received a horrifying backlash from the evil aura!
“What the heck!?” Shocked, Chui Yim retreated in an instant!
The evil aura descended like a formidable, ominous claw!
Screech!
Luckily for Chui Yim, he moved swiftly and dodged the attack casually. Even so, five claw marks were left on his dark red vest, revealing his toned body. Chui Yim frowned at the black Iron Lotus Flower. The Purifying Cloud Pavilion was stocked with treasures, so he could easily tell how great of a power the Iron Lotus Flower held.
The concerning factor here was that the Iron Lotus Flower – supposedly part of the suppression formation – became Netherspectre’s item after being eroded by a thousand years of evil aura. Even without Chui Sang, Netherspectre would’ve been able to escape a couple of centuries later at most.
Chui Sang sacrificing himself and his servants only sped up the process and provided Netherspectre a body to host.
“Nobody, not a single person in the world can stop my rebirth today!”
The vertical pupils of “Chui Sang” were as fierce as a storm as the black shadow behind him expanded. Without the Iron Lotus Flower, the milky flame was like a flickering candle that would disperse the next minute.
Both Chui Yim and Siu Fu knew in their hearts that, if the milky flame were put out, they would lose their lives.
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