Chapter 260: Borrowing Strength

The soul is strengthening.

The massive soul undulation was like a tide, wave after wave surging outward.

The cultivation secrets of the Udumbara Clan and the Paradise Bird Clan churned in his mind.

Countless extraordinary soul power application techniques were rapidly imprinted onto Wu Tie's soul; in just a few breaths, Wu Tie seemed like an old monster who had cultivated for thousands of years, turning these techniques into his instincts.

The Udumbara Clan's Soul-Slaughter Absolute Formation.

The Paradise Bird Clan's Soul-Bewitching Divine Sound.

The soul power increased by dozens of times; the soul power Wu Tie previously received from the Profound Spider True Form was only about one-tenth of twenty percent of the Profound Spider True Form's divine soul, whereas this time the soul power he obtained equals forty percent of the Profound Spider True Form's total divine soul power.

With the soul power surging, the number of thoughts racing through Wu Tie's mind each moment increased a hundredfold.

Many chaotic thoughts surged up uncontrollably, like a deep-sea earthquake where seabed silt and sand were tossed up by undercurrents and huge waves.

Well, using the Paradise Bird Clan's Soul-Bewitching Divine Sound is rather awkward for Wu Tie.

Because Wu Tie lacks the Paradise Bird Clan's fine voice, but having mastered these techniques, he can later infuse his words with strong charm.

Such methods are not glorious.

But they are quite useful in certain special situations.

The Udumbara Clan's Soul-Slaughter Absolute Formation... also seems easy to execute.

This is a method that uses powerful soul power to construct an illusory perfect world, laying countless soul traps, gradually tearing apart the enemy's soul and bit by bit crushing their state of mind—a vicious secret art.

I see......

So-called Twelve Original Forms Clan, the so-called bloodline-inherited 《Twelve Original Forms Classic》......

Whether the 《Great Peacock Wisdom King Sutra》 or the 《Twelve Original Forms Classic》, their inheritance method is the same: accomplished elders of each family condense their own essence blood into inheritance blood crystals and implant them into the foreheads of their descendants.

Only descendants possessing the same bloodline can receive the corresponding technique inheritance.

Furthermore, the higher the bloodline concentration match, the more complete the inheritance obtained......

This secret art of condensing inheritance blood crystals is also fascinating; it is a marvelous way of using essence blood, and Wu Tie can completely apply this method to his future descendants.

No, no......

I don't even have a girlfriend now; using some sayings from Lao Tie's inherited knowledge, I'm basically a single dog—offspring and descendants are too far away, too far away.

Single dog?

Single dog?

Wu Tie shook his head, blood spurting from his nostrils, blood also trickling from the corners of his eyes. He tilted his head to look at Lao Tie, at that pitch-black wolf head, and let out a 'hehe' foolish laugh.

The soul power was surging, increasing.

Excessively powerful soul power made Wu Tie's perception of space and time become extremely strange.

He could clearly feel that the surrounding time and space seemed to have become individual frames, fine, exquisite, thin, fragile—it seemed that with the right technique and not much force, these frames could be shattered.

In this unique perceptual state, Lao Tie's movements became extremely slow, frame by frame, as if there were an insignificant pause between each action.

Wu Tie's forehead divine eye opened, black and white added to the five-colored divine light.

His forehead divine eye turned into those colors; that seemingly monotonous black and white was actually more dangerous than the five-colored aurora representing the origin power of the Slay-Evil Divine Thunder, and it possessed an indescribable mystical liveliness.

Lao Tie was 'slowly' lowering his head, 'slowly' opening his mouth, 'slowly' asking Wu Tie if he was alright.

Wu Tie could even see clumps of transparent airflow 'slowly' jetting from Lao Tie's mouth; according to the shape, length, and size of these air currents, Wu Tie could even determine what Lao Tie was saying.

A very interesting feeling.

Not hearing Lao Tie's voice, but 'seeing' Lao Tie's voice.

Very interesting, too interesting.

Wu Tie looked up at the projection of the Rebirth Tower; in each individual frame, the black semi-transparent pyramid-shaped Rebirth Tower no longer retained its usual complete form, but had become a conglomeration of countless strange runes.

Each rune represents a primal force, represents a primal law, and represents the close connection with this heaven-earth universe.

When all the runes gather together, they constitute an exposition, a description, a conglomeration of man-made postnatal laws; mastering one law, its power is vast, filled with miraculous might unimaginable to mortals.

Wu Tie then looked toward the White Tiger Fissure.

Just like the Rebirth Tower, the White Tiger Fissure is also a conglomeration formed from countless runes.

Well, the runes composing the White Tiger Fissure are not as complex and variable as those of the Rebirth Tower; they are simpler and more monotonous, yet the total number of runes forming the White Tiger Fissure is not less than that of the Rebirth Tower.

This means the White Tiger Fissure lacks the many complex functions of the Rebirth Tower, and its variations are far fewer.

This is a treasure that pursues extreme lethality; aside from absolute penetrative power and killing power, the White Tiger Fissure seeks nothing else.

Therefore the Rebirth Tower's functions are complex—it is defense, offense, black wind, black sand; and given enough materials, it can even produce many little wolf-headed people rolling and crawling all over the ground, chanting 'jī li wā la'.

But the White Tiger Fissure is much more worry-free.

One thrust pierces the enemy, kills the enemy, shatters the enemy's soul... without all the frills.

Wu Tie raised his head, looking toward the Nüwa clan's ancestral spirit hovering above his head.

The ancestral spirit hovered above Wu Tie's head, its whole body radiant with golden light, sacred and majestic, impossible to gaze upon directly.

However, apparently because Wu Tie possesses the Nüwa clan's bloodline, after his eyes felt a bout of discomfort, this layer of ancient, majestic golden light posed no obstacle to him.

Wu Tie likewise, in frame after frame, perceived the essence of this ancestral spirit.

Countless figures coalesced within this ancestral spirit, numbering in the hundreds of millions of billions.

Some figures were vivid and lively; Wu Tie instantly understood these were the living members of the Nüwa clan, who worship the ancestral spirit, bow to it, pray day and night, and from time to time consume vast amounts of precious materials to hold grand sacrificial rites.

Thus their aura is one with the ancestral spirit; each of them can become a temporary vessel for the ancestral spirit's descent, exerting magnificent power.

However, these living Nüwa clan members differ in the brightness of their light and the size of their silhouettes; some figures shine brilliantly, their radiance like a small sun; others merely emit a faint glow, utterly incomparable to the former.

Wu Tie understood that those radiant, brilliantly luminous figures are the elders of the various Nüwa tribe clans; they clearly hold higher status in this system and can actively draw upon a portion of the ancestral spirit's power.

While ordinary clan members, unless they receive the ancestral spirit's favor or blessing, can only provide a trace of power to the ancestral spirit; they cannot actively connect with it.

Furthermore, there are many more figures, numbering hundreds of times the living Nüwa clan members.

They quietly 'slumber'.

Although they also had light on them, their light was tranquil like ice, without a trace of vitality.

They were deceased members of the Wa Clan.

What Wa Mother told Wu Tie was true; when members of the Wa Clan die, their souls merge with the ancestral spirits and sleep forever in the ancestral spirits' embrace.

Wu Tie blinked, countless thoughts surged forth, countless thoughts died out, he gave up the idea of investigating the ancestral spirits' secret, and he looked around.

Soul power surged, and the excessively strong soul placed a huge burden on Wu Tie's body.

The Abundant Harvest Tree operated at full power.

Heaven and earth's primordial energy continuously poured into Wu Tie's body; Wu Tie spontaneously circulated the Primordial Classic, his bones continuously burst with high temperature, high temperature, his flesh rapidly strengthened, and passively satisfied the ever-growing demand of his soul.

Wu Tie saw, in a series of 'still' black-and-white images, countless soul power traced out wondrous runes.

This is... the pattern of the Udumbara True Form Soul-Slaughtering Absolute Formation.

Several ancestors of the Udumbara Clan used their own soul power to trace these runes, thus forming the Soul-Slaughtering Absolute Formation.

Several ancestors' souls shattered, being devoured by the Wa Clan ancestral spirits and Wu Tie's 'share of the loot', but the Soul-Slaughtering Absolute Formation they constructed had not yet had time to collapse, still lingering in the void.

Wu Tie's head was about to burst, his soul power rising too fast and crazy, his body could barely withstand it.

If it weren't for his skull's outrageous strength, tightly sealing his violently churning brain fluid, his head would have already exploded.

Some pressure must be released.

These surging soul powers must be released somewhat.

Wu Tie, in a moment of 'inspired wisdom'—or rather 'crazy self-destruction'—released ninety-nine percent of his soul power.

He communicated with the pattern of the Soul-Slaughtering Absolute Formation, injecting his massive soul power into it.

The Soul-Slaughtering Absolute Formation emitted a subtle aura, sweeping over everyone in the passage.

Heavenly Dragon Ancestor... Heroic Lion Ancestor... Holy Elephant Ancestor... Divine Tortoise Ancestor...

Bodhi Ancestor... Crimson Lotus Ancestor... Mandala Ancestor...

Phoenix Ancestor... Great Peng Ancestor... Divine Eagle Ancestor...

The souls of the ten clans' ancestors were swept by the subtle soul power; because of the Soul-Slaughtering Absolute Formation, Wu Tie's soul immediately connected with them.

At this moment, Wu Tie had countless thoughts arising and ceasing in his mind every instant...

At this moment, Wu Tie, you could say he's a mental patient, or say he's just a 'doubi'!

He was very happy, very joyful, and on the soul level greeted the thirty-something ancestors of the ten clans: "Hey, everyone happy?"

Thirty-something Womb Storage Realm ancestors all changed color.

The ancestors of the Udumbara Clan and the Paradise Bird Clan suddenly had their eyeballs burst, then their soul aura dissipated abruptly, the condensed divine fetus actually couldn't escape, and just vanished into thin air.

Such a huge change clearly indicates that an immensely terrifying expert, master of soul divine abilities, instantly slaughtered them.

A group of ancestors felt their hearts tighten, anxiously speculating the cause of the anomaly, when Wu Tie suddenly directly communicated with their souls and roared at them loudly.

Although they were not members of the Udumbara Clan or the Paradise Bird Clan, after all they were mighty experts of the Womb Storage Realm, their soul power immensely strong, and they also grasped some soul attack techniques.

It's like a martial artist walking at night, when someone suddenly shouts behind you, the first reaction is to throw a backhand punch.

Thirty-something ancestors, without hesitation, mobilized all their soul power and bombarded the soul of Wu Tie, who had proactively connected.

Wu Tie only felt that the sky suddenly collapsed before his eyes.

The void seemed to have collapsed into a black hole, a terrifying force capable of killing him a hundred times roared toward him.

Thirty-something Womb Storage Realm ancestors, although their soul power quantity was inferior to that of the Udumbara Clan ancestors, because their soul power was painstakingly cultivated by themselves, it was pure as ice, flawless.

The Udumbara Clan ancestors' soul power was like turbid floodwaters; these ancestors' soul power were each a finely forged precious blade.

Dozens of soul impact waves howled toward him; Wu Tie's whole body tensed, and he opened his mouth to roar.

The Wa Clan ancestral spirits emitted dazzling golden light from their whole bodies.

At an unknown distance, on unknown numbers of Wa Clan altars, the statues of the Wa Emperor simultaneously glowed with a faint light.

A tremendous soul vortex appeared before Wu Tie; the soul impacts of thirty-something ancestors plunged headfirst into it, after which they could not turn back.

Thirty-something ancestors cried out in unison, an irresistible terrifying force struck, their eyeballs burst, and even their heads 'popped' into powder.

Wu Tie let out a mournful cry of 'bitter'!

The Wa Clan ancestral spirits were quite fair, and gave Wu Tie feedback of a little more than one-tenth of his soul power.

Roughly the total soul power of four Womb Storage Realm ancestors instantly poured into Wu Tie's body; his glabellar law eye suddenly widened, strands of seven-colored light sprayed out, his body continuously emitted waves of domineering soul power in all directions, and his body quietly levitated.

"Is this, about to explode?"

Lao Tie let out a startled cry, he stared in disbelief at the virtual shadow of the Wa Emperor with a human body and snake tail above his head, and gave a wry laugh.

The Rebirth Tower emitted a beam of black divine light, covering Wu Tie's head, tightly protecting his head and soul.

The Abundant Harvest Tree shook with all its might, beam after beam of massive energy continuously poured into Wu Tie's body; the Multi-story Shackles appeared faintly behind Wu Tie, the Double Helix Light Band shone like a dragon, countless glimmers emitted ethereal light, enveloping him entirely.

"Never mind all this, let's give it one push and break through the barrier!"

Lao Tie lifted his head to look at the Wa Emperor's virtual shadow, angrily gritting his teeth: "This kid, he's your direct descendant... give him some benefits? Just kill, don't bother burying?"

The Wa Emperor's virtual shadow, which had remained motionless like a statue, suddenly lowered its head, and its two eyes shot out golden light that enveloped Lao Tie.

Lao Tie took a deep breath, his hyena-wolf-headed human skull split open, his true form—a crystal brain the size of a baby's fist—emitted a bewildering glow and quietly flew out, allowing the two golden lights to envelop him.

The Wa Emperor's virtual shadow curled the corner of its mouth slightly.

She reached into the void, and the Triple Linked City trembled slightly.

Four clusters of ethereal flame-like light balls appeared out of nowhere; inside each ball could be seen a dragon, a lion, an elephant, and a tortoise, four giant beings squinting their eyes and curled up.

The Wa Emperor's virtual shadow grabbed the four light balls together with the four giant beings inside and smashed them to pieces, then slapped the countless light-point fragments into Wu Tie's body.

Afterwards, the Wa Emperor's virtual shadow gradually dissipated, sinking back into Wu Tie's glabella.