Chapter 152: Advanced Power of Death (Third update, please subscribe!)
"Shadow Death Scythe." Dugu Yan whispered softly, with a hint of awe in his tone.
"It is indeed an appropriate name." Ye Lingling thought of the mysterious face under the gray robe with only a shadow and gray mist.
The appearance of the dark gray scythe brings a sense of despair to people who are on the verge of the abyss of death. The name "Death Scythe" is fitting.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly and agreed.
She had already witnessed with her own eyes the traces left by the two people's martial soul fusion skills, and had a profound understanding of them.
"So, what is that thing used in your martial soul fusion technique?" Dugu Bo asked.
He couldn't get over the creepy feeling.
"I'll go take a look first." Fang Ling said softly.
He stood up from the bed and walked towards the training ground accompanied by several people.
The servants ordered by Dugu Bo had already gone through their shifts and were still there dutifully.
"You can go down now." Fang Ling waved his hand, and then walked slowly to the tree trunk.
At the cross section, the dark gray left by the incision made by the Shadow Death Scythe has begun to gradually dim.
Instead, it slowly spreads along the veins of the trunk.
The carved tree trunk can no longer be called a tree trunk, because the gray color spreads upwards, and the tree trunk directly splits into several pieces, leaving only a few pieces of wood.
The ashes scattered naturally, accumulating a shallow layer of dust on the ground.
"Will the power in it be consumed?" Fang Ling thought for a moment, and amidst everyone's exclamations, he put his hand in contact with the gray color that symbolized death.
He wanted to use his hands to feel what it felt like.
The fingertips were stained with a light gray that symbolized death, but nothing abnormal appeared.
This is from his martial soul fusion skill, how could it hurt him?
Summoning the sickle, Fang Ling cut a smooth slice from the incomplete wooden pile. The parts of the lower slice that were not stained by gray still maintained a certain degree of vitality.
He tried to inject soul power, but saw the gray color expediting its progress explosively, and the ashes continued to scatter.
When the supply of soul power was stopped and after a while, the gray color above returned to the slow progress just now.
However, it did not disappear, but clung to it like a maggot attached to a bone, making it extremely difficult to erase.
"Lingling, use a skill." Fang Ling touched his chin and raised his fingers soaked in death energy in front of her.
Ye Lingling summoned her martial spirit, and a white petal swirled gently to connect with the gray.
In an instant, a sharp sizzling sound resounded all around, as two completely opposite forces engaged in a fierce confrontation.
However, the energy of death is extremely tenacious, and the petals will burst upon contact and disappear instantly.
Fang Ling gathered his conjectures and made an inference:
"This is the power of death. It should be regarded as a high-level power of death contained in my body, a low-level derivative power stimulated by soul power."
Although it is a low-level derivative, judging from its strong adhesion and durability, it should be regarded as the ultimate death, and it is a completely opposite force to the life attribute.
The vague thing on the panel is the higher power related to death.
"Higher power of death?" Dugu Bo muttered this word. This coined phrase felt quite strange to him.
Fang Ling confirmed: "Yes, it is an energy completely opposite to life, with strong corrosiveness and adhesion."
"It can bring the death that everything deserves in advance. This is why Zhuqing and I can have martial soul fusion skills. Netherworld and death are just the right match."
"Your sickle evolved from an ordinary agricultural sickle. Where did this death power come from?" Dugu Bo was puzzled.
Fang Ling has already explained his past experience in detail.
"The reason is probably because I died once." He said calmly. "What!" Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were filled with shock.
"Fang Ling..." Ye Lingling couldn't help but hold his arm tightly, with a hint of distress in her beautiful blue eyes.
Dugu Yan felt mixed emotions in her heart.
Fang Ling said with a touch of joy:
"I don't know how I survived after half of my calf was broken. It seems that I should be dead now. I was lucky that I didn't die and came back to life."
Ghost Douluo also came back from the dead, and his martial soul also had a touch of death aura. This should be the same reason for him.
Thinking of this, Fang Ling's eyes fell on that special expertise again.
? ? ? (Special expertise, fusion is in progress. Your time travel has caused the little cripple who should have died long ago to still be active in Douluo Continent, and is merging a path from...)
To have this magical effect, the word "from" should be followed by "previous life".
The death energy brought by his death in his previous life swallowed up the death energy born in this life, allowing him to live again.
The fusion process has been stagnant, but it can gradually advance as the soul power level increases. This means that this power is too powerful and can only be fused slowly.
"Is this why, apprentice, you want a death attribute soul ring?" Dugu Bo suddenly realized.
Fang Ling nodded: "That's it. I probably felt that there was still such a power hidden in my body during the soul master stage, but I didn't know it yet at that time. I just know that it feels completely different from the general attributes."
"So I guess it may be fate or time and space."
Although you can guess it after seeing it on the panel, the visual experience can also be regarded as an experience.
Staring into Zhu Zhuqing's cold eyes, Fang Ling's eyes were bright: "Now after merging with Zhu Qing's martial spirit, it is confirmed that it is death!"
"Can you control it?" Dugu Bo felt relieved and once again felt that he had found a treasure.
If such a powerful death attribute for life can be used perfectly, who can defeat it?
Invincible!
"Of course - not for the time being." Fang Ling shook his head slightly.
He was the leader of the martial soul fusion skill Shadow Scythe. The reason why he didn't feel much when using it, but immediately prepared to attack, was because the soul power was extracted too fiercely.
If it doesn't launch an attack, it will disintegrate directly.
Even if the sword was swung in time, the soul fusion skill would consume all the soul power in one go and collapse in an instant.
Fang Ling thought for a moment and explained:
"This power is very strong and I can't control it yet. It is gradually merging as my cultivation level increases. I need a death attribute soul ring to speed up the fusion process."
"I can feel that there is a certain gap between our martial soul fusion skills." Zhu Zhuqing understood clearly and expressed his feelings at this time.
Fang Ling affirmed: "It should be the reason why my death attribute is still latent."
"When the strength of the meridians recovers in a while, I obtain the fifth soul ring and lead it to the surface, and it should not consume so much."
These days, he is exercising more to make his blood flow faster.
Through excellent perception, I can clearly feel that my left foot is hotter than other parts of my body, which is strengthening.
At the same time, he did not stop meditating.
Use the soul power that is on the verge of the meridians' endurance limit to circulate bit by bit, so that the meridians can adapt and grow faster.
"The real development and proficiency of martial soul fusion skills may not be until I obtain the fifth soul ring."
The death attribute of the fifth soul ring is definitely the key.
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