Battle Through the Heavens: His comprehension is extraordinary, shocking Yao Lao from the very begin

Chapter 87 The Three Paths Poison Manual, a cultivation technique exclusive to the Calamity Poison Body

However, he had no clue about soul attacks in the past, nor did he have any experience from predecessors to draw upon.

Now that he has suddenly comprehended the Soul Devouring Mystic Wind Claw, some of his past thoughts suddenly flooded back like a tide.

"Teacher, be careful next time," Xiao Yan said in a deep voice, taking a deep breath.

The old doctor laughed heartily: "With a little guy like you, I'd better be careful... You'll need to cultivate for another twenty years."

Even if it is merely a soul form, it is enough to dominate the Gama Empire.

Xiao Yan clenched his fist in the air, and the remaining half of his soul power from between his brows burst forth continuously, condensing into specks of dark green light that gathered in his hand using the 'Plowing Spirit' secret technique.

Although the Spirit-Plowing Blade has not yet taken shape, its power to devour spirits has already spread out.

"What happened to this kid? He's completely different now!"

Yao Lao's eyes narrowed sharply; Xiao Yan's aura did indeed make him feel a sense of danger.

If his soul power hadn't been so strong, the soul power within his body would probably have been absorbed by it.

This was the first time Xiao Yan had condensed the 'Plow Spirit' blade, and he had already consumed half of his soul power, so it was not easy for him to wield it.

Three to five minutes later, an ancient-looking longsword finally appeared in Xiao Yan's hand.

This sword has an ancient and unique appearance. The blade is long and straight, exuding a deep green light, as if it is calling out from an ancient soul.

The sword's edge is sharp and has a faint green hue, while the blade itself is black and white, like stars in the dark night, giving the sword a unique charm.

With his Dou Qi strength, Xiao Yan, who was only a Great Dou Master, naturally could not condense physical objects, but now Xiao Yan was using his soul power.

With his mid-level mortal realm soul power, Xiao Yan is already an extraordinary figure among the entire alchemist community.

"Watch out!" Xiao Yan warned again, his sword aimed straight at Yao Lao's face.

The old doctor felt that the sword was strange. Even before it pierced him, he had a strange feeling that his soul power was being torn out.

The gap between Xiao Yan's strength and his own is too great now. If the two were on the same level, he probably wouldn't be as calm and composed as he is now.

With a clenched fist, Yao Lao used the Bone Spirit Cold Flame to condense a giant, snow-white ruler, which swept out with overwhelming force, as if to cut through all obstacles.

Holding the Plow Spirit Sword, Xiao Yan moved with the agility of the wind, his sword moves were elegant and unpredictable, making them impossible to defend against.

The swords and rulers clashed, producing a clanging sound.

After exchanging more than a dozen blows, Yao Lao was horrified and called for a halt.

Looking at the weapon in his hand, now broken into pieces, resembling only a stick, it seemed as if it could collapse at any moment.

The old doctor looked at the ancient sword in Xiao Yan's hand, which was surrounded by a chilling white aura, with great surprise: "What is that?"

He originally believed that with the strength of his Bone Spirit Cold Fire, he could break the small sword in Xiao Yan's hand in two with just one foot of it.

But when a real fight breaks out, it's not like that at all.

Xiao Yan's sword was far sharper than his giant ruler, and it also carried a sinister devouring power.

No matter how hard he tried to repair it with his soul power, he couldn't keep up with the rate of damage and eventually fell into a complete disadvantage.

Faced with Yao Lao's question, Xiao Yan did not reply, but instead stood still, holding his breath.

The power of the old man's soul was so pure and vast that it was not as easy for him to absorb as the energy of heaven and earth.

The Plow Spirit Sword continued to transform, and strands of pure spiritual energy circulated according to the cultivation path of the "Purple Mansion Heavenly Evolution Technique," all returning to the space between the eyebrows.

The soul power I had previously consumed was not only rapidly restored, but I also felt a subtle increase in it.

In just a short while, he had accumulated enough energy to achieve what Xiao Yan had accumulated over several days of cultivation.

Having personally experienced such effects, even Xiao Yan, the creator of the "Plow Spirit" secret technique, couldn't help but marvel at it.

"Teacher, stop looking." Xiao Yan shook the long sword in his hand.

Startled by Xiao Yan's sudden outburst, Yao Lao took a few steps back: "His swordplay was just wild and haphazard."

"This is no ordinary sword, but a 'Plow Spirit' formed from condensed soul power, which has the miraculous effect of devouring souls to strengthen itself," Xiao Yan said with a slight smile.

"So it's for dealing with souls. The name 'Plow Spirit' is quite fitting." The old apothecary nodded thoughtfully. This sword was truly powerful; he had experienced it firsthand just now.

Suddenly, the old doctor sensed something was wrong and laughed, scolding, "You brat, your teacher is now a spirit!"

Xiao Yan casually dispersed the Plow Spirit, then shrugged with a smile: "Teacher's Bone Spirit Cold Flame is terrifyingly powerful. If I hadn't mastered two different flames, even if an ordinary person used the 'Plow Spirit,' it would be useless."

The old man felt a little relieved; no wonder he always felt that Xiao Yan's sword was a bit strange.

It turns out that not only is the longsword a special soul skill, but the blade, which is different from the dark green sword edge, also contains a strange fire that is a fusion of Xuanhuang Flame and Yin Yang Twin Flame.

Xiao Yan slowly sat back down on the grass: "Actually, it's all because Teacher's enemies are powerful and sinister. My 'Plow Spirit' is their nemesis."

"Regardless of the Soul Hall's purpose in capturing souls, if we encounter them again, we'll use those ghostly things from the Soul Hall to practice our skills."

As he spoke, Xiao Yan looked into the distance with a deep gaze: "Before the Soul Palace uses too many powerful people, we should train Little Fairy Doctor, the awakener of the Calamity Poison Body, as soon as possible, so that we can have more strength in the future."

The old man looked at Xiao Yan with a burning gaze. If he could also master this miraculous soul skill, he might be able to make further progress in the future and break through to the Emperor Realm.

But then the old apothecary thought for a moment, frowned slightly, and said, "This thing devours people's soul power; it's truly wicked..."

If he were to use this soul skill, wouldn't he be no different from those people from the Soul Palace?

Xiao Yan waved his hand: "Cultivation techniques and fighting skills are neither good nor evil; it depends on the user who cultivates them."

"If someone truly wants to do evil, they don't need to learn any advanced skills. Those 'golden fingers' in the Wutan City market don't even know any cultivation techniques. If they don't want to do good, even if you give them a Heaven-rank cultivation technique or combat skill, they still won't do anything good."

Yao Lao gazed silently at Xiao Yan, who sat cross-legged on the grass. He thought back to his first disciple, whom he had treated like his own son, but in the end…

Ignoring Yao Lao, Xiao Yan reviewed the information about the Calamity Poison Body and created a cultivation method for Little Fairy Doctor to practice.

Based on your understanding of the Calamity Poison Body, you had an epiphany and comprehended the cultivation technique "Three Paths Poison Manual".

[The Three Paths Poison Manual: For those who have awakened the Calamity Poison Body, it is comparable to a Heaven-Rank cultivation technique. For ordinary people, it is not only unremarkable, but also extremely difficult to cultivate, and may even be life-threatening.]

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