Chapter 115: Spiritual Power That Can Be Absorbed
There were fewer and fewer people still fleeing, and soon not only those in the Yuandan Realm, but even a few people in the Zaoxing Realm who flew slower were killed one by one by Lin Changqiang.
Under his relentless pursuit, the people flying in front did not dare to stop for a moment, and all of them flew towards the Golden Puppet City at all costs. However, on the path where Lin Changqiang was moving forward, pieces of blood flowers bloomed from time to time...
When only Jiang Mulin and two masters of the Formation Realm were left in the entire team, the majestic city finally came into sight.
At this moment, Jiang Mulin had become extremely embarrassed. His face was pale, his clothes were disheveled, and beads of sweat kept oozing from his forehead. He was completely different from the image of the cold and indifferent nobleman he had shown at the auction.
The two who had reached the great perfection of the Formation Realm nearly cried. They pushed their Yuan Power to the limit and flew for their lives, even their meridians ached slightly.
"quick!"
"Run away!"
"Fly faster!"
It’s a pity that the inner roar did not bring about the birth of a miracle.
"Hello and goodbye."
Lin Changqiang's voice sounded like a ghost, ringing in the ears of the two Yin Gui Sect members one after another. The formation realm is perfect, and they are definitely strong in the Golden Gui City, but at this moment, the two of them only felt a violent fluctuation of Yuanli erupting behind them, and then they lost consciousness forever.
"Don't come over here!"
They were about to arrive at Jinkui City, and even the figures coming in and out of the city gate had noticed the two approaching at a very fast speed. But at this moment, all the men he brought with him were dead. Having lived for nearly thirty years, Jiang Mulin felt for the first time what despair was.
“Soul Blade!”
Just as he was about to catch up with Jiang Mulin, a mental fluctuation that even Lin Changqiang was moved suddenly erupted from the former's brain.
A gray, ferocious saw blade nearly ten feet long suddenly appeared above Jiang Mulin's head, and then it tore through the air and rushed towards Lin Changqiang.
"Wow."
A blue light flashed by, and the light blue barrier disappeared quietly as soon as it appeared, but at the same time, the terrifying-looking mental blade also disappeared into thin air.
Jiang Mulin's heart sank when he sensed the saw blade disappearing and Lin Changqiang's fist wind getting closer and closer. Although he originally knew that this move would not have much effect, he did not expect that he could not even slightly stop the opponent.
"In that case..." Jiang Mulin's eyes suddenly became fierce, veins bulged on his forehead, and a huge amount of mental power surged out, condensing into a gray skeleton about ten feet in size in front of him!
This is the Yin Kui Sect's most powerful secret technique - the Erosion Skull, which can absorb the mental power of others and after refining it, it can be used for one's own benefit.
In the Yin Kui Sect, only true disciples are qualified to learn. Normally, it is absolutely forbidden to use it in front of outsiders, so as not to make the Yin Kui Sect a target of public criticism. But now, obviously nothing is more important than one's own life.
A shrill roar came from Jiang Mulin's mouth, and then two balls of spiritual fire suddenly rose out of thin air in the eye sockets of the gray skeleton.
At the same time, a strange humming sound came from the skeleton's mouth, and a gray vortex suddenly took shape, emitting a powerful suction force.
This suction force had no effect on physical objects, but Lin Changqiang felt that the spiritual power in the Niwan Palace was showing signs of breaking out of the body.
"Contribute your spirit to me!" To Jiang Mulin's surprise, Lin Changqiang's face showed an abnormal look of joy. His mind moved, and the five natal talismans in the Niwan Palace suddenly flew in front of him and transformed into five high-speed rotating spiritual vortexes.
"I finally waited for you, but fortunately I didn't give up~"
Lin Changqiang hummed a song happily, and with a sudden push of his big hand, he actually pressed the five whirlpools directly onto the skeleton. An even more terrifying suction force surged out, instantly covering the entire skeleton tightly.
As Jiang Mulin looked self-doubting, the mental power in the gray skeleton was rapidly devoured by Lin Changqiang!
Although his Erosion Skull can also devour mental power, if he wants to take it for himself, he also needs the cooperation of other secret methods. It is impossible for him to directly devour the mental power of others like Lin Changqiang!
What surprised him the most was that after absorbing the spiritual power, Lin Changqiang did not suffer any backlash, and the brilliance in his eyes became even more intense!
Under Lin Changqiang's crazy devouring, the gray skeleton quickly turned into nothingness, and was finally directly exploded by a handful. Feeling the sudden increase of mental power in his brain, a happy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"You devil!" Jiang Mulin was horrified, his face full of fear of the unknown. The various abilities displayed by Lin Changqiang were completely beyond his understanding.
"I'm sorry, if no one offends me, I may not offend others; but if someone offends me, I will definitely offend him."
Lin Changqiang chuckled and placed his palm on Jiang Mulin's forehead. With a surge of suction force, he actually swallowed up the latter's mental power in his Niwan Palace violently.
"Since you have chosen to hunt me down, you should be prepared to sacrifice yourself!"
The palm of his hand exerted force suddenly, and the golden energy burst out, directly destroying Jiang Mulin's body into nothingness, completely ending this game...
Glancing at the astonished crowd at the city gate, Lin Changqiang fell into the jungle below without a care in the world, then teleported back to the previous ambush site. After picking up Jiang Mulin's intermediate talisman puppet, he teleported directly back to the inn he rented in Golden Puppet City.
In the room of the inn, Lin Changqiang felt his surging mental power and nodded with satisfaction. He could feel that now he could control almost all objects within a radius of 100 meters with just a thought.
After adapting to the spiritual strength of the talisman master, it was time for the familiar bag-licking session. Lin Changqiang flipped his right hand, and a dozen bags of different colors piled up in front of him.
As expected, apart from Jiang Mulin's Qiankun bag which had more than 300,000 Pure Yuan Pills, the other dozen or so people together only had 200,000. As for the other items, there were not many worth paying attention to. Only two Qi Ji Jing secret skills were pretty good.
One of them was the Erosion Skull that Jiang Mulin had used before. Although this secret technique could absorb the mental power of others and turn it into one's own after a series of refining, the side effect would make the mental power become complicated. Naturally, it could not be compared with Lin Changqiang and Lin Dong's ancient vortex seal.
The other one is called Yin Demon Roar, which is a secret technique that can transform mental power into sound waves. It is extremely powerful, but also extremely difficult to perform. Even Jiang Mulin, who was also a low-level talisman master before, could not fully perform it.
Of course, Lin Changqiang did not have such concerns. After all, for him, there was no secret skill in the world that could not be comprehended. The only difference was the length of time used.
After packing up all his belongings, Lin Changqiang was about to go to Wanbao Tower to find Lin Dong when a long-lost voice suddenly rang out.
[Boom! Congratulations to the host for triggering the side quest—beat the younger one to get the older one]
[The host's killing of Jiang Mulin has been known by the Yin Kui Sect. They have sent people to inform Jiang Mulin's father, Jiang Muyang, asking the host to repel the invading enemy.]
[Task success rewards the number of draws × 5, mission failure deducts the number of draws × 2]
(End of this chapter)