Chapter 882

He quickly adjusted himself and revealed a smug smile.

"It doesn't matter; many people are just like you at the beginning."

"Just like those women, who at first keep saying, 'I don't want it, I don't want it.'"

"Later on, once you've experienced it, you'll start saying: 'I want more, I want more!'"

Chen Hao had seen through the flaw that this technique was addictive.

That was why he did not want to practice it.

Chen Hao continued to walk inside.

Seeing this, the ghost did not speak and followed quietly behind Chen Hao.

Chen Hao finally arrived at one of the rooms.

This was a study, and the bookshelves were filled with all kinds of books.

"The books in here are all cultivation techniques for becoming an immortal or a god."

The blue ghost suddenly spoke up.

"Cultivation techniques for becoming an immortal or a god?"

The blue ghost nodded.

"They are all the techniques of those gods or immortals who were killed by our God-Slaying Hall before."

Hearing this, Chen Hao's eyes lit up.

He reached out, preparing to take one to look at.

As a result, just as his hand reached in front of a certain book,

his hand passed directly through it.

The blue ghost seemed to have expected this long ago and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"These are the techniques of gods and immortals; how could a mortal like you touch them?"

"Don't you know that cultivation techniques are only for the fated?"

"If you hadn't obtained the God-Slaying and Immortal-Slaughtering Art earlier, perhaps you would still have a chance to obtain these techniques."

"But now, just honestly cultivate the God-Slaying and Immortal-Slaughtering Art."

All the god and immortal techniques had developed some intelligence.

Chen Hao had the God-Slaying and Immortal-Slaughtering Art on him, and he was tainted with the aura of this technique.

This caused the techniques on the shelves to naturally repel Chen Hao.

"How disgusting!"

Chen Hao turned around, preparing to leave.

He ended up discovering that at the very back of the shelf, a technique was flashing.

"What is this?"

Chen Hao walked quickly to the front of that technique and picked it up.

Seeing this, the blue ghost was somewhat shocked.

"Heaven-Swallowing Art!"

"That is that guy's technique; how could it be here?"

The blue ghost felt it was unbelievable.

The Heaven-Swallowing Art sensed Chen Hao's presence and merged directly into Chen Hao's body.

The God-Slaying and Immortal-Slaughtering Art inside Chen Hao's body saw the Heaven-Swallowing Art, got a fright, and turned to flee.

It was caught by the Heaven-Swallowing Art immediately.

The Heaven-Swallowing Art swallowed the God-Slaying and Immortal-Slaughtering Art in one bite.

The Heaven-Swallowing Art smacked its lips, looking as if it hadn't had enough.

It glanced around, found that Chen Hao's sea of consciousness was quite good, and fell fast asleep inside.

The God-Slaying and Immortal-Slaughtering Art was a small person wearing white clothes, while the Heaven-Swallowing Art was an infant covered in demonic patterns with small buns in its hair.

As the God-Slaying and Immortal-Slaughtering Art was swallowed, the blue ghost was incredibly furious.

He waved his hand violently and shouted, "Get out of here!"

Instantly, Chen Hao was teleported away from the God-Slaying Hall.

He arrived outside.

"I'm out already?"

Chen Hao was still thinking about seeing if there were any new treasures around.

"Kid, stop looking; you can't go back."

Although the Heaven-Swallowing Art had the appearance of a child, its speech was old-fashioned.

"Aren't you puzzled about why your strength is growing slowly?"

"Huh???"

Hearing this, Chen Hao frowned.

"You can know what I'm thinking?"

"Of course!"

The Heaven-Swallowing Art looked very smug.

"It's simple; with me, cultivating and leveling up is as easy as drinking water."

"Since you say you know, then tell me."

"You aren't going to tell me that you need me to slaughter others and then absorb their essence."

Hearing this, the Heaven-Swallowing Art couldn't help but roll its eyes.

"Don't compare me to that low-class Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Art."

"There is a world of difference between me and it."

"A world of difference?"

"That's right. Let's put it this way: everything it can do, I can do, and what I can do, it might not necessarily be able to do."