Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 437

Chapter 437: 186. Netherworld Corpse Demon, Outer Body Incarnation (8.2K words - Large Chapter, seeking subscription)_2

Not only that, he even felt that even if what he cast outside was not just a thought but an attack from his Lifebound Secret Technique, the Nine-Child Demon Mother could still entangle his Lifebound Secret Technique, making his attack feel like hitting cotton, and then deliver an unstoppable fatal blow.

This was like a "second strike."

’Demon Mother Su Yao’s realm should have long reached the Purple Mansion Realm.

Even within the same Purple Mansion Realm, differences in Divine Soul Power can decide many things.

Previously, when I was in the Refining Profound Realm, I could instantly kill almost all the Crimson Palace cultivators, and now that I am in the Purple Mansion Realm, I can suppress those at the Early Stage of Divine Infant, contend with those in the Middle Stage, and even hold my own against those in the Late Stage.

But Demon Mother Su Yao likely belongs to the category of those in the Purple Mansion Realm who can instantly kill most Divine Infant cultivators.’

Song Yan thought for a moment, shook his head, and muttered to himself: "That’s unlikely. If that were the case, Demon Mother Su Yao would have long gone out, slaughtering sect by sect, and dragging the Ancient Race out for sacrifice.

Her power would surely have limitations, preventing her from unleashing it indiscriminately."

After a few more breaths...

Song Yan thought to himself: "The limitation should be the body.

Even if the Nine-Child Demon Mother maximally activated Su Yao’s Ancient Race talent, the time was limited, and there would be no time to further enhance her physique using the True Spirit Fragment.

Thus, every time she uses her overburdened power, it will inevitably damage her body.

But Su Yao is her best option for the moment, and she must find ways to recuperate after every attack.

That’s why she is so eager to merge with me, wanting to take over my body."

After a brief contemplation, Song Yan connected his mind with Old Ningxin, selectively relaying some information about the Celestial Demon they obtained outside, and then settled down alone.

The roots rustled out again, continuing to hook onto his little finger, as both bathed in silence and darkness.

...

...

Over a month later...

The ancient forest was oppressive and stifling, and tendrils of moisture snaked through the air. High up, the tips of the green leaves even condensed water droplets that dripped onto the forest floor made of rotting leaves and miscellaneous branches.

Suddenly, with a deafening crack from the iron-grey thick clouds, rolling Celestial Thunder rumbled from afar. Next, a bright purple serpent of lightning darted through the sky, splitting into dense branches, frozen against the vast grey-black sky.

Song Yan’s face was half-lit, half-shadowed by the lightning.

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