Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 282 Black Wind Bear (Blue)
I was in a daze, and I don't know how much time had passed.

The abnormality receded like the tide.

Liu Sheng regained his senses. A thought flashed through his mind, and light and shadow fell before him, revealing several lines of ink-wash calligraphy—

[Successfully refined the essence of the Black Storm Bear, obtaining the "Black Storm Bear" avatar.]

[You have been blessed with the Black Wind Bear talents "Bear Form," "Bear Strength," "Bear Mantra," and "Black Wind."]

"Bear form, bear strength, bear spirit, black wind?"

Judging from its name alone, it's much weaker than the Long-Armed Demon Ape, roughly similar to the Silver-Horned Thunder Ox.

Liu Sheng sensed something and realized that there wasn't much change in his body, so the growth was probably limited.

It's not as immediately effective as before.

Perhaps he had improved too much before and had reached the limit of a martial artist, hitting the ceiling.

Even so, it's still the icing on the cake.

More importantly, the prerequisites for practicing the "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts" have been met: the body incorporates the nine forms and fuses them into one.

Old Black's defeat and death ultimately brought him fulfillment.

If I could know this from beyond the grave, I would surely be happy for me.

However, the situation is urgent, as Master and Song Yingtian are locked in a fierce battle, with neither able to gain the upper hand.

Time is running out for him.

He quickly scanned the introductory text on the panel and gleaned the following information—

Black Wind Bear (Blue)

They dwell in the Valley of Wind, are not averse to meat or fish, love to eat honey, possess both the characteristics of wind and earth, and are descendants of dragons and bears.

It is hundreds of feet tall, with jet-black hair, a single horn on its forehead, immense strength, capable of moving mountains, and agile and nimble, able to hide in the wind.

……

[Bear Form (Talent)]: Iron palms cleave mountains, roars shake the eight directions. Those who possess this talent have bones and muscles of steel, and become more ferocious the more they are injured.

【Bear Strength (Talent) lv4】: With the spirit of a bear, one can be brave and strong, with the strength to destroy a city. Those who possess this talent are born with divine strength and are as strong as a mountain.

【Bear Mantra (Talent) lv4】: Climbing trees and hanging, exhaling the old and taking in the new, stretching the body and prolonging life. Those who possess this talent can recover from injuries through breathing, accumulate power for critical strikes, and prolong their lives.

【Black Wind (Talent) lv4】: The wind blows like cotton, dissolving blood and bones. Those who possess this talent can cultivate a black wind within their bodies, using it to travel and protect themselves from enemies.

……

He knew that Old Xiong had extraordinary bloodlines.

After all, he managed to escape with his life under such perilous circumstances, and then survived being entangled in such bizarre demonic arts.

If its ancestors hadn't been wealthy and provided it with sufficient resources, it wouldn't have survived.

Unexpectedly, it possesses the bloodline of the ancient ferocious beast, the Dragon Bear.

Legend has it that this beast has the head of a dragon and the body of a bear, and lives in deep valleys and mountains. Its voice is like thunder, and it has the strength to move mountains. It is covered in fur and armor, and is impervious to water and fire. It is a first-class ferocious beast.

The Black Wind Bear incarnation possesses its own bloodline, profound foundation, and extremely high potential.

Of the four talents bestowed, the first and second are relatively ordinary and not much different from the other incarnations.

The second "Bear Power" can be integrated into the talent "Mountain-Pulling Power" to enhance the effectiveness of this talent, and the two talents can be shared.

The third talent, "Bear Sutra," has an unremarkable name, but its effects and characteristics are quite impressive.

By imitating the actions of an old bear climbing a tree, one can recover from injuries, prolong life, and build up power for a powerful attack.

Recovering from injuries and increasing endurance allows for prolonged and arduous battles, enabling a comeback even under unfavorable conditions.

As for prolonging life, needless to say, it is something that all living beings strive for, and countless miraculous skills and rare treasures of heaven and earth cannot achieve.

Charged-up critical strikes are an essential skill applicable to various scenarios, including aggressive attacks, ambushes, rearguard action, and comebacks.

The remaining "Black Wind" talent has a similar effect to the Yin Wind condensed by the "Yu Chang" talent of the Golden-Eyed Blood Leopard incarnation.

However, the two have different applications. One is used to kill and transform the victim into a vengeful spirit, which is a summoning technique. Black Wind, in addition to killing, can also be used for travel, serving as a mount.

If you have time, you can try to see if the two can be combined.

The above details the acquisition of the ninth incarnation, the Black Wind Bear incarnation.

Next comes the most important step.

Practice the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques!

Liu Sheng took a deep breath and glanced at the scene of the battle.

Master Wu Song discarded his monk's knife and revealed his Five Yin Tiger Demon form, which was actually made of flesh and blood, and he took the Mountain-Chasing Whip head-on.

He created the Five Yin Tiger Demon Art, using the five Yin elements within his body as fuel to strengthen his physique. The stronger the five Yin elements, the stronger his physique.

A layer of demonic energy of the Five Yin swirled around his body, wisps like smoke, like solidified armor, covering his entire body.

At this moment, his anger was raging, his five yin energy was blazing, and his body was strong and his armor was thick. Even if he was hit by a mysterious weapon like the Mountain-Driving Whip, his demonic energy would only dissipate and recombine.

More importantly, after abandoning the monk's knife, he used his hand as a knife and his breath as a blade, striking with both long and short ranges at will, without any constraints.

Even though Song Yingtian's demonic flames were overwhelming and his martial arts were astonishing, and Yang Zhi's body was as hard as black gold and he was not afraid of pain, he was still beaten back step by step.

His joints, chest, abdomen, and other vital areas were covered in wounds, shattered and torn, and his mobility was greatly reduced.

Only the black face hanging high in the air remained motionless after the fight began, its color only becoming more intense.

Wu Song launched several attacks, attempting to scatter them, but each time Yang Zhi's corpse bravely resisted, and he was unable to succeed for the time being.

“Master has the upper hand, but I still feel that that old scoundrel Song has a backup plan, so we need to hurry…”

Liu Sheng withdrew his gaze, a sharp glint flashing in his heart. The bear head brand in his true blood vanished in an instant.

In an instant, the roars of dragons and tigers, the bellows of elephants and the howls of bears, the cries of eagles and the howls of crows, the cries of monkeys and the mooing of cattle, and the silent hiss of spiders resounded within his blood!

His mind was calm, and a profound and mysterious martial arts technique flowed through his heart like water flowing over jade.

"...Thunderous sound pierces the pillar thirty-three times, the dragon's spine arches, embracing the moon in peace. Crimson palace surges with fire, true blood boils, melting form forges the divine palace..."

Lines of text floated into his mind, each word a gem, radiating wisdom, seeping into his very being, becoming instinctive.

His legs were slightly bent, and his arms were staggered, like an old bear climbing a tree, his breath almost imperceptible.

Drops of real blood surged and flowed, like flowing silver mercury. At first, they were slow and sluggish, making a gurgling sound, but gradually they quickened, like copper beads colliding, making a "clattering" sound.

Muscles and bones rubbed together, internal organs resonated, the whole body was heating up and glowing, the body surface temperature rose again and again, the air was scorching, and heat waves rolled in.

He muttered incantations, his breathing became irregular, his lips were tightly closed, and large amounts of water mist sprayed from his ears and nose, gradually obscuring his figure.

His whole being was like a furnace, relentlessly radiating residual heat to the surroundings.

At the same time, the previous roars of the beasts grew louder and louder, and the water mist around him twisted into the phantom shapes of nine beasts.

"Cuckoo~"

A moment later, he heard the sound of boiling water coming from inside his body, and his lower abdomen below the navel became hot and glowing, as red as fire.

"Blood boils, form merges!"

Liu Sheng took a deep breath, and every pore on his body tightened.

The muscles in the seven orifices and two genitals suddenly contracted, as if plugging all the openings in the body.

Not a single breath escaped.

He silently practiced the method of Volume One of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques, using his mind to control his blood, pumping it out from his heart, circulating it around his body thirty-three times, and then suddenly contracting, causing all the true blood in his body to rush into a certain place in his lower abdomen!

"boom!"

Amidst the excruciating pain, waves of blood surged, and at the edge of the crimson expanse, an ancient and imposing structure vaguely appeared…

Xuanque!

True blood boils, the Divine Palace appears!
(End of this chapter)