Chapter 120: Solidification and Instant Casting

The spell imprint of the Fire Flame Shield, which should have vanished immediately after the spellcasting ended, was still perfectly intact within the sea of consciousness. After using divine sense to activate it again, it could actually be cast a second and third time.

This abnormal spell imprint seemed to have been solidified, capable of existing in the sea of consciousness for a long time.

Not only the Fire Flame Shield spell, but other ordinary spells could also exist in the sea of consciousness after completing the spell imprint in overclocking synchronization mode.

And when he cast spells, he only needed to communicate with the corresponding spell imprint using divine sense to easily unleash the spell; he didn't even need to form hand seals or chant incantations. It was a genuine "instant-cast spell."

Of course, in previous battles, to conceal this anomaly, he still formed seals when he should have, and chanted when he should have.

Only when fighting the cold-blooded youth in his transformed White Bone Demon Body at the critical moment did he instantly release the Fireball spell five or six times, catching him off guard and inflicting heavy damage.

The spell pattern mutation from overclocking synchronization mode brought him two major benefits.

As long as he could comprehend the spell spirit pattern diagram, no matter how complex or difficult the spell imprint was, as long as he was given enough time, he could condense them one by one like building blocks.

Second, the mutated spell imprints could be solidified in the sea of consciousness for a long time, without needing to repeatedly condense them every time he cast a spell, making spellcasting instant.

These two major benefits were enough to make Wang Yu full of confidence in his future spell cultivation. As long as he had enough time and accumulation, he would definitely be able to go far on the path of spells.

Of course, he also had doubts about the spell pattern mutation under overclocking.

The silver markings on the spell pattern symbols, which looked like circuit boards, seemed extremely eerie compared to ordinary spell pattern symbols.

After long periods of pondering and analysis, he felt that this mutation was likely related to two factors.

The first was the terrifying extraction of mental power when condensing spell imprints under overclocking synchronization. Such astonishing mental power being required to condense a single spell spirit pattern symbol looked abnormal no matter how one viewed it.

The second was the cultivation of Star Thought Power. Star Thought Power originally contained some unknown things within the mental power, and using this mental power to condense spell pattern symbols would produce some unknown mutations, which also seemed to make sense.

Although he felt he had found the reason, he could not understand the underlying principles, so he simply put it to the back of his mind. Since then, in addition to the twelve-spirit-pattern Fire Flame Shield, he had condensed and solidified an eight-spirit-pattern Fireball spell imprint in his sea of consciousness.

As for why he didn't solidify a few more spell imprints, it was naturally because his sea of consciousness was limited. Two spell imprints had already occupied a significant amount of space in his sea of consciousness, and the rest had to be reserved for other spell imprints.

Recalling this, Wang Yu's mind stirred. In his sea of consciousness, the newly condensed pale golden spirit pattern symbol flickered, collapsed, and disintegrated, vanishing without a trace.

Wang Yu curled his lips, feeling a slight mental shock.

Although these solidified spirit pattern symbols could exist in the sea of consciousness for a long time, they could still be easily wiped away when he deliberately wanted to remove them.

Wang Yu then reached into his bosom with one hand, took out another book from his storage bag, flipped through the last few pages, placed the book in front of him, and muttered a few times, "Refining Sha into the body, spitting Qi like a blade."

Following this, he closed his eyes, his chest began to rise and fall rhythmically, and wisps of golden-yellow mist emerged from his seven orifices, expanding and contracting with the rhythm of his breathing.

Suddenly, Wang Yu took a deep breath, his upper body suddenly expanded by a circle, and he spat, "Peh."

A golden shadow shot out from his mouth, hitting the stone wall several zhang away with a heavy thud.

"Bang."

The stone wall opposite trembled slightly, and after the golden shadow vanished into a small cluster of mist, a shallow small hole appeared on it.

Wang Yu opened his eyes, witnessed this scene, shook his head, and muttered again, "Sha Qi released externally, Qi refined into Gang, one person becomes an army."

He then stood up, crystal light flashing in his eyes. After taking another deep breath, his body grew larger by another circle, his upper garment stretched open, and a lifelike tiger head appeared on his back.

He spread his arms and gave a low shout. Golden-yellow mist emerged from his body surface, and these mists rolled and condensed, all entangling toward his arms, vaguely transforming into a pair of golden-yellow arm guards, even wrapping around his two fists.

But Wang Yu did not stop. He opened his mouth again, and a white, vast wave of Qi flew out. More golden-yellow mist surged from his body surface, beginning to condense toward his chest, and a golden chest plate was vaguely about to appear.

But the next moment, the huge tiger head on his back suddenly trembled, and the golden-yellow chest plate on his chest immediately collapsed and disintegrated, turning back into rolling mist.

Seeing this, Wang Yu raised his eyebrows and shook his arms. The pair of golden arm guards suddenly disappeared, but two golden-dim mist streams flew out from his hands like two long snakes, with two golden giant hands transforming at the front, grabbing fiercely into the distance.

But the two flew out no more than a zhang away before they went "bang bang" twice, collapsing and disintegrating into mist again.

Seeing this, Wang Yu sighed.

Whether it was refining Qi into Gang or releasing Sha Qi externally, he clearly could not do it smoothly yet.

In that case, he was afraid he was still quite a distance away from the third level of the breathing technique reaching perfection and cultivating the Black Tiger Sha Body.

It seemed he still needed to continue practicing the third-level incantation of the Black Tiger Breathing Technique. Fortunately, with the assistance of the Four Beast Diagram Body Refining Method and the precise control of the overclocking power, the third-level cultivation, which was extremely dangerous for others, was just a matter of grinding an iron pestle into a needle for him.

It was estimated that when the timing was right, he would naturally be able to cultivate the Black Tiger Sha Body, but all of this had to be prioritized after mana cultivation.

After all, only by advancing to the late stage of Qi Refinement could he craft entry-rank artifacts for himself and become a formal artifact refiner, thereby truly having a certain status in the Four Symbols Sect and not being easily used as a disposable pawn by the upper echelons.

Wang Yu then put away the book, swallowed a mid-grade Yuan-Increasing Pill, and began today's breathing cultivation.

In a small pond adjacent to the stone room, two iron-headed crocodiles, one white and one green, were playing. In a large basin nearby, it was filled with fresh monster beast meat.

These monster beast meats were filled with thick pressure; one look and it was clear they were meat from entry-rank monster beasts, enough for the two young crocodiles to eat.

Half a month later, Wang Yu, who was breathing and cultivating in the stone room, suddenly had bursts of humming sounds coming from his body.

He opened his eyes, reached into his bosom with one hand, and pulled out a slightly vibrating circular plate.

A look of surprise flashed across Wang Yu's face. After pressing his hand on the circular plate, Ximen Mei's crisp voice immediately came from inside.

"Wang Shidi, this afternoon, the Qianzhu Sect's so-called number one in spells, Master Qi Miao, is coming here to give a public lecture. Are you interested?"