boyutpedia Chapter 13 Unsealing the Nether Iron Soul Shrine, Special Nether Artifact - Hate-Patterned Battle Ax
Chapter 13 Unsealing the Nether Iron Soul Shrine, Special Nether Artifact - Hate-Patterned Battle Ax
Fang Han didn't know.
His actions caused an uproar in Zhenhun Village!
At this moment, he was dragging the enormous remains of the soul of the Demonic Bull.
They headed deeper into the Dark Mist Forest.
They walked until they reached a mountain hollow shrouded in gray fog before stopping.
The scope of the Soul-Suppressing Trial is limited.
This is closely related to the refresh rules of Yin materials.
For example, right now—
After defeating the leader, it was less about refreshing the number of Yin creatures.
It's more accurate to say that the will of the underworld unlocked a portion of the sealed underworld!
Just like those games.
At the moment the announcement from the underworld appeared.
Almost all the contracted beings born in the Thirteenth Soul-Suppressing Village of the Road of Helplessness saw it—
The pale barrier of the Netherworld's will, which was originally like the sky, isolating everything.
The area extending outwards into the unknown has expanded considerably!
and so.
Rather than saying it refreshed the number of evil spirits...
Rather, it's more accurate to say that a new map of the underworld has been unlocked!
These newly unlocked underworlds are already home to even more wandering ghosts and vengeful spirits!
For example, this mountain valley area right in front of us.
Before the leader was defeated, its perimeter was firmly shrouded by a barrier of the will of the underworld.
The evil spirits outside can't get in at all.
Now, the barrier has been opened and the seal has been broken.
Even standing in the mountain valley, Fang Han could hear the wailing of resentful spirits and the cries of ghosts coming from that new underworld outside!
"Hmm... it's getting late."
"Let's rest here for a while, and finish the infusion tomorrow."
After stopping, Fang Han calculated the time.
They discovered that there were still one or two hours left until the next day.
They decided on the spot to wait until the next day to step into that newly unlocked underworld area!
then.
His attention shifted to the malevolent ghost technique he had previously acquired.
[Evil Ghost Technique: Resentment Collision LV1]
Rank: Yellow-grade Yin Technique (Max level: Rank 10. Upon reaching the maximum level, there is a certain chance to comprehend deeper levels of resentment and transform into a Profound-grade technique...)
Next level: Consuming 100 days of Yin Yuan cultivation can upgrade to LV level 2.
Description: At the current level, the Resentment Collision skill activates the resentment within the body, increasing speed by 10%, defense by 10%, and collision damage by 10%... lasting for three minutes. If interrupted or when the time expires, the Resentment Collision state will automatically disappear!
Note: The speed, defense, and impact damage of this demonic technique are related to the user's Yin Yuan cultivation level... The stronger the user's Yin Yuan cultivation level, the greater the power of the resentment impact...
Although he obtained his first formal ghost magic.
But after seeing the detailed information, Fang Han didn't show much surprise on his face.
(This ghostly technique, for my current fighting style, is more suited for escaping.)
He possesses a companion Yin technique—the Soul-Capturing Whisper.
Furthermore, his Yin Yuan cultivation had already reached the point where he could project his sword energy outwards.
As long as you have the advantage of terrain, there's no need to confront those evil creatures head-on.
and so……
Resentment and conflict are not very useful for the time being.
but……
There are many kinds of underhanded combat techniques.
Perhaps in the future, Fang Han's combat system will incorporate more ghost techniques and funerary artifacts.
This naturally includes clashes of resentment.
Next.
After becoming familiar with the first ghost technique, his attention immediately turned to the Nether Iron Soul Shrine that gleamed with a faint, ghostly light!
Based on previously obtained information—
The Soul Shrine is divided into six levels: Nether Iron, Silver, Gold, Purple Gold, Legendary, and Divine.
It vaguely corresponds to the six realms of Yin entities.
now.
Fang Han took out the soul shrine, which was entirely black and had patterns of vengeful spirits engraved on its surface.
The information above immediately came to mind.
[Soul Shrine: Nether Iron Grade]
Consumables: Rare
Tip: Opening the Soul Shrine has a 98% chance of obtaining a non-specialty Netherworld Tool (not of high quality), or a common Ghostly Technique and a common Yin Item... There is only a 2% chance of obtaining a Yellow-grade Netherworld Tool... or a high-grade Ghostly Technique and a rare Yin Item.
I saw the information about the Soul Shrine.
Fang Han gained a deeper understanding of this underworld world constructed by the will of the netherworld.
For example, funerary objects.
They are divided into those with traits and those without traits.
The former is called "entry-grade"... the lowest grade is "yellow grade".
This is roughly equivalent to the level of ghost magic.
It has no special qualities, just like the Soul-Suppressing Ghost Blade in my hand... It doesn't come with any Yin energy qualities, it's just a sturdier piece of ordinary iron.
The two are worlds apart in power!
However, the chance of obtaining a special Netherworld artifact from a Nether Iron-grade Soul Shrine is only 2%.
That probability is too low!
"Forget it, they're all the lowest-grade Nether Iron Soul Shrines anyway. So what if they're just ordinary Yin artifacts? We still have to open them."
Fang Han muttered to himself.
A thought arose.
The black shrine immediately flashed with a cold light!
[Ding! Successfully opened the Nether Iron Soul Shrine. Your luck is off the charts! Congratulations on triggering a 2% chance to obtain the Yellow-grade Nether Artifact - Hate-Patterned Battle Axe...]
"???"
"My luck is off the charts? I even got hit with a 2% chance?"
I heard that cold, detached notification tone.
Fang Han was momentarily stunned.
Then, an uncontrollable look of ecstasy immediately appeared on his face!
【Hate-Patterned Battle Axe】
Grade: Yellow-grade funerary object
Yin damage: +27...
Attached Resentment Trait: Bleeding (After being slashed by a battle axe, resentment corrodes the wound, causing continuous bleeding damage +5... At the same time, the more parts of the body that are slashed, the more the continuous bleeding damage from resentment can be stacked, until the target's soul is destroyed and the resentment is exhausted.)
Description: This is a weapon forged from the iron soul of hatred patterns from the depths of the underworld. It is extremely sturdy and can easily withstand the full force of five hundred years of Yin Yuan cultivation without suffering any damage...
At this moment.
After seeing the special characteristics of the Hate-Patterned Battle Axe.
A satisfied smile appeared on Fang Han's face!
"It's true what they say, when you're sleepy, someone brings you a pillow!"
"I was just saying before that the Soul-Suppressing Ghost Blade's damage was too low and its load-bearing capacity was too weak."
"We've actually unearthed a genuine special-grade funerary object!"
Fang Han thought to himself.
Although he didn't like heavy weapons like battle axes at heart.
However, in this underworld, it's not bad as a transitional tool in the early stages!
Thinking of this.
He was eager to try.
He picked up the dark battle axe, its blade adorned with a trail of blood-red, resentful marks.
He slashed fiercely forward!
Boom—
moment!
The Yin energy cultivation he had accumulated within his body for over twenty years suddenly erupted!
A chilling aura condensed on the axe blade and was released outwards!
A huge, crescent-shaped axe light, enveloped in a bone-chilling cold.
It instantly struck a huge rock protruding from the ground in front of it!
"Bang--"
A loud bang was heard!
Gravel was flying everywhere!
The huge rock was cleaved into four pieces by this single axe blow!
A thin layer of black frost had even formed on the broken stones!
This destructive power...
It's dozens of times stronger than the previous Soul-Suppressing Ghost Blade!
---
Day ...
It's time for infusion!
Nie Xiaoqian seemed to have gotten used to Fang Han "feeding" her with Yin Yuan every day.
After Fang Han summoned her out of the soul shrine.
The female ghost obediently floated in front of him!
Followed by.
A cold, eerie light flashed by.
The immense Yin energy within Fang Han's body was like the Styx River bursting its banks.
All of them surged toward Nie Xiaoqian's frail soul!
This time, the cultivation level was several times higher than before!
All that could be seen was Nie Xiaoqian, who was originally thin and translucent.
Under the pale light, the soul solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye!
In just a short while.
From a faint, indistinct shadow, it became clearly defined, its white robes as white as snow...
Her appearance was quite similar to the "ghostly figure" described in those supernatural tales.
It was pure white all over, except for a faint, crimson mark between its eyebrows that looked like a ghost's scribbles!
"Ding! Infusion successful... Your Yin Yuan cultivation - two years, Contracted Yin Item - Female Ghost Xiaoqian Yin Yuan cultivation + two years, Current cultivation: two years, three months, and thirteen days..."
at the same time.
After pouring all his Yin energy cultivation into Nie Xiaoqian.
Fang Han felt a sudden emptiness inside him, as if he had been drained dry.
But soon...
The feedback wheel, gleaming with a faint, ghostly light, appeared before his eyes!
The reward multiplier is indicated above.
Give me feedback!
As the mind sinks down.
The roulette wheel pointer is spinning rapidly!
It made a "click-clack" friction sound!
From fast to slow... until finally, it stopped at the number ten...
[Ding! Feedback successful, received tenfold reward... Current Yin Yuan cultivation level: 21 years!]
moment!
The moment the notification sound plays.
An incredibly thick, icy aura surged into Fang Han's body!
At the same time, it may be because the sudden increase in cultivation level was too great.
The body's reaction to this enormous Yin energy was completely different from the previous times!
He could clearly sense it—
It seemed as if a vortex of yin energy had appeared in the dantian (lower abdomen) of my body.
It's slowly rotating!
Under the swirling motion, the Yin energy, which was originally in a gaseous state, actually seemed to condense, compress, and transform into a liquid state!
"Hmm? This is... Yin Essence Liquid?"
"It should be a transformation caused by a qualitative change resulting from a quantitative change after the cultivation of Yin Yuan has reached a certain number of years."
After briefly sensing the power flowing within his body, which resembled the River Styx, he realized that...
Fang Han's face showed a thoughtful expression.
Followed by.
He gripped the Hate-Patterned Battle Axe tightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes!
The liquid Yin essence that had been transformed and condensed from twenty-one years of cultivation within his body flowed through the meridians of his arm and suddenly poured into the battle axe!
moment!
The axe in his hand suddenly emitted a blinding, pale white light!
The blood-red marks and grievances on the axe blade seemed to come alive, slowly wriggling!
Boom—
A single axe blow!
A massive crescent moon axe light appeared instantly!
It was several meters wide!
Wherever it passed, even the earth, which had been corroded by the yin energy and hardened like iron, was cleaved open with a deep ravine tens of meters long!
Even more terrifying is—
Even those withered wood demons around them, without directly experiencing this power.
But it also felt like being scraped by an invisible sharp blade!
Withered yellow leaves fell wildly!
The small branches broke off one by one!
Even... a thick layer of the withered bone wood demon's cracked bark was peeled off!
The stark white wood underneath was exposed!
Finally, when the power dissipates.
A deep ravine, resembling a rift in the underworld, was forcibly carved out in front of Fang Han!
"Twenty years of liquid yin energy, and it's this strong?"
"If combined with powerful demonic arts, wouldn't that be..."
Excitement gleamed in Fang Han's eyes, like two flickering will-o'-the-wisps!
at the same time.
His attention shifted to Nie Xiaoqian.
[Female Ghost] Nie Xiaoqian!
Yin Pact Bond: 100
Yellow Springs Sequence: First Realm Wandering Soul Level Yin Object
Yin Yuan Dao Xing: Two years+
Four Dimensions: Strength 31, Agility 38, Constitution 30, Spiritual Awareness 45...
Yin-type physical form: Void body (wandering spirit)
Talent: None
Skill: Soul-Stealing Whispers x100
Soul Spirit Value: 30 points (Hint: With 100 Soul Spirit Value and 100 years of Yin Yuan Dao cultivation, one can undergo the first Soul Body Evolution and advance to the second realm of Wraith-level Yin Being.)
Synopsis: A wisp of a tragically deceased soul is rapidly gathering resentment within its body. Handle your spirit with care, for one day it may transform into a terrifying being that will make the entire underworld tremble.
Although Nie Xiaoqian's Yin Yuan cultivation had reached more than two years.
But aside from the fact that the power of Soul-Stealing Whispers has doubled.
The improvement in the four-dimensional attributes is not significant.
Fang Han estimated... even if it was a Yin entity at the first level of wandering soul.
Those vengeful spirits of the Netherwolf and the remnant spirits of the ferocious lion, who only have a few days of cultivation.
With just her soul power, she could easily crush Nie Xiaoqian in her current state!
after all.
The initial soul attributes of the female ghost's vengeful spirit were too low.
Even if one were to increase their Yin Yuan cultivation to over two years through infusion, the improvement in their various attributes would be extremely limited.
of course.
Fang Han showed no sign of disdain for Nie Xiaoqian.
Just as the introduction says—
Even the most insignificant wandering soul has the potential to transform into a terrifying being!
With this incredible infusion feedback system, he certainly won't have to worry about his Yin Yuan cultivation.
As long as you acquire enough Soul Spirit Points, you can quickly grow stronger through repeated Soul Body Evolutions!
Continuously break through the limitations of life levels!
"Humble, huh?"
"Xiaoqian... I want to see just how far I can mold you..."
"Perhaps, you might even become the King of the Underworld in the seventh realm of this netherworld someday."
Fang Han's gaze softened.
He raised his hand and gently brushed it across the white-clad female ghost, who looked somewhat "tragic" and even had a scholarly air about her.
"Waaah..."
It seemed to be a response to Fang Han.
Dressed in white as snow, Nie Xiaoqian raised her pale yet delicate face.
A series of cold, low murmurs emanated from Fang Han's palm.
A feeling of closeness and dependence emanated from my soul!
"Alright...it's time to go."
"From now on... it's time for you to get some real experience."
Fang Han spoke.
Then he pointed to the remains of the Demon-Treading Bull that had been killed yesterday.
Although not explicitly stated, they are connected through a spiritual pact.
Nie Xiaoqian instantly understood what he meant!
next second.
She uttered a chilling whisper with extreme reluctance.
The sound transformed into invisible threads of resentment, binding the massive, mountain-like remains of the bull demon!
Then, drag it forward forcefully!
The massive wreckage left a deep trail in the barren ground!
As for Fang Han...
A faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
Carrying his monstrous battle axe, he followed behind as if strolling leisurely.
His gaze swept warily over the newly unlocked underworld!
Fang Han stepped into the newly unlocked underworld area.
The atmosphere around us instantly became oppressive!
The air was thicker with the stench of decay and lingering resentment.
At the same time, the roars of the evil beings rose and fell!
It was as if countless vengeful spirits were howling deep within the gray fog!