Taihuang Star Seal

"That peak you long for is just the path I took to get here..."

After saying that, Ding Chen bit his left middle finger, condensed the blood into a sharp edge, and drew a simple yet sophisticated curse seal between his eyebrows.

"Huh~"

The curse seal will burn as soon as it touches it.

When the fire dimmed, the curse was quietly engraved into Ding Chen's soul and consciousness.

It was like pouring a bucket of oil into a blazing fire, allowing the spirit that was originally fighting against the Blood Moon Demon Lord to gain the upper hand in an instant!

"what?"

"What, what's going on?!"

"This guy actually knows the secret method of strengthening the soul?!"

Feeling the increasing pressure from Ding Chen deep within the spirit of the weapon, the Blood Moon Demon Lord was horrified.

As the "big devil behind the scenes" in Xuanfeng Continent, the Blood Moon Demon Lord's knowledge is undoubtedly very high.

If someone performed a secret method to increase the strength of Xuanling in front of him, or even to greatly enhance the cultivation of Xuanqi in a short period of time, the Blood Moon Demon Lord could remain calm.

Because he was no longer surprised.

But the problem is: what Ding Chen brazenly displayed at this moment was a secret technique that could make his "spirit" explode.

To the Blood Moon Demon Lord, this seemed too unbelievable.

This is because the "power of the soul" is different from the "power of the mysterious spirit".

The latter relies on the tendons of the flesh and blood, so it can be improved in a short period of time through many methods such as swallowing pills, practicing mysterious methods, or opening some special talismans, or placing oneself in a certain formation.

However, the "soul power" that a person relies on in the sea of consciousness of the soul is a state that is almost invisible, formless and illusory.

Even people like alchemists and talisman masters, when refining pills and making talismans, need to recover bit by bit through meditation with the God of Hell for every bit of "soul power" they lose.

After trying their best to refine the pills, many alchemists would retreat to the underworld for ten days or half a month in order to restore the lost spiritual power to its peak. That was considered fast!

Unlike the lost "Xuanli", a single Qi-restoring pill would restore a significant portion of it within a hundred breaths...

Once the soul power is depleted, it will take a long time to restore it to its peak state, and it cannot be accelerated.

Not to mention that when cultivators are mobilizing their soul power and fighting with others, they temporarily enhance it through secret techniques, elixirs, talismans and other means!

To the Blood Moon Demon Lord, this is nothing but a foolish dream!

However, this extremely strange thing happened right under the nose of this old guy...

After the shock, the Blood Moon Demon Lord's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Good! Good! Good!"

He gritted his teeth and uttered three good words in succession. After his true colors were exposed, his blood-red eyes also blossomed with an even stronger hatred at this moment: "I originally wanted to give you a chance to be a dog."

"Since you are so unreasonable..."

"I'm willing to waste ten thousand years of accumulated strength just to let you experience what true despair feels like!"

After the Blood Moon Demon Lord finished speaking, he suddenly opened his arms to the left and right, and his whole body stretched out like never before.

"Huff, huff, huff~"

In an instant, endless gusts of wind came from all directions.

"Buzz!"

The Blood Moon Demon Lord's originally half-real and half-virtual body became more and more concrete and substantial as more and more wind energy was absorbed into it.

Almost at the same time, the aura of the Star-Attracting Realm emanating from the old man's body became increasingly fierce!

"Hmm... the second level of the Star Attraction Realm?"

"This fellow is quite decisive. He realized that he could no longer surpass me in terms of 'Soul Power', so he was willing to give up the profound spiritual power he had accumulated for 10,000 to 20,000 years in order to condense his physical form."

"Then you can activate external attack methods using 'Xuanli' to resolve the current crisis."

Ding Chen frowned slightly.

His expression at this moment was more solemn than ever before.

After all, he himself only has the Xuan Qi cultivation level of "the third level of the True Enlightenment Realm".

In addition, he is still in the "internal action" of competing for the ownership of the spirit of the [Xuanfeng Lutian Fan].

Its "external action power" used in fighting with mysterious power is inevitably greatly reduced.

At this moment, the Blood Moon Demon Lord, who was already on the verge of a strike, said in a cold voice: "Boy, among all the mortal enemies I have faced since I attained enlightenment, you are the one who has cost me the most effort and the price!"

"I will tear out your tendons and peel off your skin;"

"I will then use the Wind Blade to slice your soul piece by piece, letting you suffer a grueling death. Only then will I be able to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

In anger, the almost insane Blood Moon Demon Lord, at the moment when his physical body was completely solidified, roared and launched the most powerful attack he could at that moment!

He vowed to kill the ignorant kid with one blow and break his spine.

Then, when the opponent was in a half-dead state, he was tortured until he was unable to live or die!

Ding Chen shook his head and sighed: "Tsk, the difference in Xuan Xiu's combat power is too great. I'm afraid I can't take this blow head-on..."

He just spoke out his innermost thoughts in such a light and airy way.

It was like a farewell before death.

"Master, no!!"

Wei Sanniang's heart trembled violently.

"Senior Brother (Brother Ding)!"

Liu Sisi and Niu Qingqing were also filled with despair.

But at this moment, they couldn't even move their little fingers.

As for Luo Qinru.

When she heard Ding Chen's words that sounded like a farewell before death, two silent tears slowly flowed down her cheeks.

"Ding Lang, you and I are not destined to be together..."

"If we can be lovebirds again in the next life, I will never let you down!"

Compared to Luo Qinru and the others whose morale had plummeted to the bottom, the Blood Moon Demon Lord was smug and proud: "Humph, you're regretting it now? It's too late!"

“Regret it!!”

“Tremble!!”

“Despair!!”

"In your next life, remember to be a dog when you should be one, and don't mess with someone like me again!!"

"Death...huh?!"

The Blood Moon Demon Lord spoke at length in an arrogant manner, but when he really came to use his killing move, he suddenly discovered that he had lost control of his own mysterious spirit.

His hideous face turned pale in an instant: "What, what's going on?!"

At this moment, the handsome young man in the air came slowly into the air.

At this time, Ding Chen's mysterious spiritual aura was not as outstanding as that of the Blood Moon Demon Lord.

But the vague murderous intent all over his body made him seem like the judge of hell who was in charge of the book of life and death!

With a wave of his arm, life and death are decided!

"You...how is this possible?"

The Blood Moon Demon Lord was extremely stunned.

"The one who should despair is you."

As he finished speaking, the young man clenched his five fingers and grabbed lightly.

“Ugh, uhhhhhh!!”

The Blood Moon Demon Lord suddenly felt a terrifying pain as if his heart was being tightly gripped.

"No, don't kill me!"

After trying countless methods to break free from Ding Chen's restraints, which came from nowhere and went nowhere, but to no avail.

The Blood Moon Demon Lord finally panicked: "Boy... ahem, my friend, senior, don't be impulsive."

"We can still talk, we can still talk!"

"My life may be worthless in your eyes, but my abilities are still quite valuable!"

"Killing me is far less valuable than controlling me, isn't it?"