I am in Yellow Maple Valley, and I have a demonic beast clone!

Chapter Fifty: The Fifth Level of the Hundred Beasts Tempering Body Technique! Beast Spirit Seal! A Core Formation Cultivator's Cave!

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Back in his cave, Zhou Ding immediately began preparations.

He had already mastered the fifth level of the "Hundred Beasts Body Forging Technique".

Once this level of cultivation is successfully completed, one can begin to cultivate a new combat technique.

Beast Spirit Seal.

This technique uses the primordial spirit of a demon beast as a guide to condense a spiritual seal, which is then stored within the body.

During battle, you can summon phantom beasts to assist you, and their power is astonishing.

Zhou Ding took out the crimson demon beast's primordial spirit from the Soul-Gathering Pearl.

As soon as the primordial spirit left the Soul-Gathering Pearl, it began to struggle violently, emitting a silent roar.

The oppressive aura of that level-three demonic beast caused the air in the entire quiet room to distort slightly.

But Zhou Ding was prepared.

He formed hand seals and began refining the primordial spirit according to the techniques recorded in the "Hundred Beasts Body Forging Technique".

One incantation after another was cast into the primordial spirit, and the crimson phantom gradually stopped struggling and began to slowly shrink and condense.

The intense heat grew stronger and stronger, almost setting the entire quiet room ablaze.

Zhou Ding's forehead was covered in a fine sweat, but his hands remained steady, performing one incantation after another without stopping.

Time passed day by day.

Three days.

Seven days.

fifteen days.

This day—

"roar--!!!"

A deafening tiger's roar suddenly rang out in the quiet room!

The whistling sound was extremely penetrating, making the entire cave resonate. If it weren't for the array that blocked it, it could probably be heard from several miles away!

Zhou Ding opened his eyes, a flash of crimson light appearing in them.

Above the dantian, a fist-sized, crimson spirit seal with faint tiger-shaped stripes floated quietly.

The spirit seal exuded the unique pressure of a level three demon beast, yet it blended perfectly with Zhou Ding's aura, as if they were originally one.

The Beast Spirit Seal is complete!

Zhou Ding's mind stirred—

His aura suddenly became extremely violent!

A wave of intense heat emanated from him and spread outwards!

A gigantic and majestic phantom of a Crimson Flame Tiger slowly materialized behind him!

The phantom was about ten feet tall, entirely crimson, with flames swirling on its fur.

Its golden eyes gleamed, and it opened its massive maw, revealing sharp fangs, as it let out a deep roar—

"roar……"

The oppressive aura of a level-three demonic beast was released without reservation!

Zhou Ding felt the surging power behind him, and an indescribable excitement welled up in his heart.

This phantom of the Crimson Tiger possesses the strength of a level three demonic beast!

Although the duration is only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and it needs to absorb spiritual energy to recover each time it is summoned.

But a stick of incense is enough to end a battle.

Zhou Ding took a deep breath and made another thought.

The phantom of the Crimson Tiger slowly dissipated, transforming back into the crimson spirit seal, which hovered above the dantian.

The spiritual seal flickered slightly and began to slowly absorb the surrounding spiritual energy, accumulating energy for the next summoning.

Zhou Ding nodded in satisfaction.

With this trump card in hand, his combat power has reached a new level.

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Time continued to pass.

Six months later.

Northern part of the Taiyue Mountains.

This place is remote and sparsely populated.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, only some low-level demonic beasts appear, and almost no cultivators set foot there.

Zhou Ding concealed his aura and slowly made his way through the dense forest.

Deep underground, Xiao Jin was using his Earth Listening Technique to continuously scan everything around him.

Sudden--

Zhou Ding paused in his steps.

In my mind, Xiao Jin's feedback conveyed clear information—

There are fluctuations in the formation about five miles ahead!

The fluctuation was extremely weak; if not for the precise detection of the Earth Listening Technique, one might mistake it for something else entirely. (Likes fantasy novels? Come to p)