Chapter 810

"As long as the target is sufficiently weakened, let alone fifth-turn, even sixth-turn or seventh-turn bodies, you can parasitize and reach the sky in one step."

"Because of this, you are also called one of the most terrifying high-tier living beings."

Su Ming's eyes were cold.

"However, your true form doesn't have much combat capability; it just has strong self-healing ability and is a bit hard to kill."

"This can also be considered the biggest weakness of your race."

In his past life, Su Ming had fought with shapeshifters, so he was experienced.

This was the reason he won.

Vampires fear sunlight, humans fear infighting, ghost races fear holy attributes; every race has its weaknesses, and shapeshifters are no exception.

Their weakness is that when changing bodies, the true form without combat power will be exposed.

The shapeshifter trembled all over, looking at Su Ming in fear.

It never expected that Su Ming had actively lured it to appear; such deep thinking was truly beyond its expectations.

Its speed of parasitizing a body was extremely fast, taking only an instant to complete, which was why it dared to leave the body rashly.

Yet Su Ming could even react to this; just how high was his agility attribute!?

Shapeshifters, just hearing the name, could stop a child from crying at night; even the giant race with their towering and massive bodies would be nervous and flustered when facing a shapeshifter.

But Su Ming, facing a high-tier shapeshifter like itself, was actually so calm, and could instantly come up with a plan, risking himself to reverse the situation.

This kind of scheming mind and means were simply mind-boggling.

Was he... really just a young man under 19 years old!?

"Now, there are only two paths before you." Su Ming said in a deep voice.

"First, sign an eternal slave contract with me and bow down to me."

"Second, be killed by me here."

In Su Ming's eyes, there was never a trace of emotion.

Although the shapeshifter had strong self-healing ability, Su Ming really had a way to kill it.

That is Death Scar!

As long as it stacks to one hundred layers, it will surely die.

Su Ming had already stacked dozens of layers.

Just now in the slowed-down time, he just hadn't used a lethal blow.

If this rare creature could be used by him and become a slave under his command, then when dealing with the Zhang family, it would be incredibly useful.

So he wanted to try to see if he could subdue it.

What great ambition this is!

The high-tier shapeshifter regained some clarity from the lingering pain, horror flashing in its eyes.

"This seat... is a high-tier shapeshifter!"

"A nightmare of the myriad races, everyone wishes to see it and kill it, fearing I might live one more second; you actually think of subduing this seat!"

It endured the pain and sneered.

"You are too confident in your own strength, aren't you?" It said, forcing the sound out word by word.

"Excessive ambition will only backfire on yourself..."

"Don't try to bluff this seat." It trembled all over, the tips of its tentacles suddenly pointing at Su Ming.

"With my self-healing ability, it's impossible for a fifth-turn Sword Master like you to kill me."

It was covered in black blood, pinned by dozens of swords, looking miserable, no longer having its former prestige, yet it still refused to show weakness.

A high-tier shapeshifter, if it were a human, would basically be a peerless genius who innately awakened epic or even ancient-grade skills.

Its status in its race is equivalent to the level of a national leader among humans.

So it naturally had its own pride and dignity and could not easily bow down to a mediocre low-tier race like humans.

After saying this, its pupils suddenly trembled.

In an instant, a power that bewitched people's hearts emerged.

This is one of its innate skills, Will Occupation.

Even without taking a body, it could use this move to paralyze enemies from a distance.

However, Su Ming stood in place, unmoved.

The 【Pure Soul】 talent had top-tier resistance to the vast majority of thinking and will-influencing effects.

Even a high-tier shapeshifter could not take down Su Ming.

"You really are stubborn."

Su Ming's expression was calm, and he didn't say much.

He directly used his Insight Eye to check its true form.

Now that there was no Zai Da body to wrap it, he could more effectively scan its information and find possible means to subdue it.

【Wan Wu (True Form)】

【Race: High-tier Shapeshifter】

【Level: 55 (1.2355 million EXP)】

【Class: Shapeshifting Demon】

【Strength: 240】

【Constitution: 239】

【Agility: 400】

【Spirit: 999】

【Luck: 123】

【Talent: Myriad-Fear Living Being, Ancient Genes, Body-Occupying Monster】

【Skills: Rapid Regeneration, Thought Reading, Will Occupation, Memory Modification, Experience Absorption, Predation, Parasitism...】

【BUFF】

【Pain Sensitivity: The nerves of its true form have a pain sensitivity one quadrillion times that of normal race creatures】

Shapeshifters are different from humans.

They are in an awakened state from birth and do not need an awakening ceremony.

But all shapeshifters' classes are Shapeshifting Demon.

Unlike races like humans, which have thousands of possibilities for changing classes.

It turns out this shapeshifter's real name is Wan Wu.

After leaving Zai Da's body, it lost Zai Da's skills.

But its true form assimilated Zai Da's experience and reached level 50+.

Human class-changers need to kill monsters to level up.

But for shapeshifters, parasitizing and shapeshifting will absorb and assimilate experience; even if they leave that body, their level will not drop.

"Your true form... is really fragile; except for spirit and agility, the other attributes are no match for ordinary fifth-turn human experts."

Su Ming smiled.

This smile made the shapeshifter feel inexplicably terrified.

"The shapeshifter race, relying only on its own power, actually cannot rank high; you rely on the despicable body-occupying talent to rank among the myriad races as a demon-like high-tier existence."

"I'm right, aren't I, Wan Wu?"

Hearing this, Wan Wu's voice trembled.

"You... how do you know my real name?"

Su Ming came over leisurely.

"Hehe, here, there are still too many methods you don't know..."

Saying this, Su Ming casually struck with a sword, piercing one of the shapeshifter's eyeballs.

Immediately, it began to scream heart-rendingly again, its tentacles trembling and twisting, its fluff wriggling, looking like it was wishing it were dead.

That eyeball injury soon self-healed and recovered.

But the pain brought about was real, lasting forever, making all the dignity it had previously pretended to have vanish into smoke.

"For example, I know that after your true form loses the wrapping of a body container."

"Your biggest weakness will be revealed."

"That is sensitivity to pain."