Chapter 419 - Soul Forge Art

Chapter 419 - Soul Forge Art

Liu Wuxie wore a peculiar expression upon hearing about the Spirit Clan’s soul technique. His Ghost Eye could only observe, with the soul attack diminishing gradually.

Mastering a soul technique could offer significant benefits, mainly if it allowed him to wield the Earth Binding Chains—a powerful treasure—before he could find the Spirit Clan.

“Senior, I practice an eye technique called Ghost Eye, which is a soul technique. I wonder if there will be any conflict with the Spirit Clan’s soul technique?” Liu Wuxie asked.

Soul techniques were similar to cultivation techniques. For example, Liu Wuxie practiced the Desolate Devouring Art now, and there would be a conflict if he practiced the Divine Phaseless Art.

“You don’t have to worry about that. The most significant advantage of our Spirit Clan’s techniques is harmony. It can devour everything. This means any soul technique will be assimilated and become a part of it,” the Feather Emperor dispelled Liu Wuxie’s doubts.

Furthermore, Liu Wuxie also had a firsthand experience with his soul energy being devoured, which was likely assimilated with the Feather Emperor’s soul energy.

Given that the Feather Emperor’s cultivation was at the Heaven Pry Realm—standing at the pinnacle of this continent—the soul technique he spoke of was anything but simple.

While Heaven-grade martial techniques were rare and coveted by most, they were merely the beginning for those in the True Profound Realm. Experts at that level pursued spirit-grade techniques to truly unlock their potential.

“Senior, how are you going to teach me?” Liu Wuxie asked with curiosity. Given that the Feather Emperor’s body had decayed and there were no books on him, it seemed that the only way to learn the technique was through oral transmission.

“Release your soul sea, and I will impart the Spirit Clan’s supreme technique.” The Feather Emperor’s eyes grew increasingly dim. His soul energy was severely depleted, and he had only lasted so long by absorbing Liu Wuxie’s soul energy.

Liu Wuxie released his soul sea with some hesitation. The Feather Emperor’s soul energy was fragile. Liu Wuxie had nothing to fear with the Heavenly Dao Book around, even if the Feather Emperor tried to possess his body.

The moment Liu Wuxie released his soul sea, a flow of powerful soul energy poured in, along with a large amount of memory.

The Spirit Clan had unique wordings, and Liu Wuxie would require a long time to digest the knowledge without the memories.

This process lasted five minutes before Liu Wuxie felt his soul sea swelling. The soul energy he had lost was replenished and even increased significantly.

When Liu Wuxie opened his eyes, he didn’t have time to comprehend the Spirit Clan’s cultivation technique and looked at the Feather Emperor. The Feather Emperor’s eyes were dim, a sign that his last bit of consciousness was fading away.

“Feather Emperor, are you alright?” Liu Wuxie asked in a concerned tone, taking a step forward.

“My remnant soul is about to dissipate. I’ll leave everything to you then. Please help me bring the Earth Binding Chains back; it is the symbol of our clan,” the Feather Emperor’s voice grew weaker with the light in his eyes fading.

Liu Wuxie, feeling helpless, injected his soul energy into the Feather Emperor’s soul sea, hoping to extend his remaining time.

“Feather Emperor, you haven’t told me how to leave this place,” Liu Wuxie asked urgently. Even though he had promised to help, being trapped here forever would make that promise meaningless.

“The Earth Binding Chains will guide you out once you master our Spirit Clan’s technique,” the Feather Emperor replied before closing his eyes. His body grew stiff and lifeless, and Liu Wuxie could no longer sense any sign of life.

A hint of desolation crossed Liu Wuxie’s face as he realized the Feather Emperor had completely departed from this world. He approached the corpse and, with respect, performed three kowtows.

The Spirit Clan's forging technique differed from human methods; rather than using physical materials, they employed soul energy to revitalize and enhance their artifacts.

Five days had passed since Liu Wuxie had been trapped in this dungeon. Those who had come to the cave had gradually left.

Another spot with stalactite essence was found, which had resulted in a ferocious battle. Although only a hundred drops were found, more than a hundred people had died because of it.

Liu Wuxie dedicated these five days to practicing the Soul Forge Art, the dungeon echoing with his relentless efforts. His intense focus and the resulting screams would have frightened anyone who stumbled upon him, but fortunately, he remained undisturbed in his solitude.

His hair was in disarray, and veins bulged on his face, giving him the appearance of a frenzied demon.

“It hurts!” Liu Wuxie felt his soul sea was about to explode. He didn’t expect practicing the Soul Forge Art would be so painful. His soul was constantly being torn apart, which felt worse than death.

Because Liu Wuxie wasn’t a member or had a powerful soul sea comparable to the Spirit Clan, cultivating the Soul Forge Art was thousands of times more difficult.

The Heavenly Dao Book firmly guarded his soul sea, preventing it from shattering. He felt like a flame was burning his soul. Liu Wuxie had high pain tolerance, and he wouldn’t even frown if his arm was cut off.

But the pain coming from the soul was different, and even the will of an Immortal Emperor would collapse.

Liu Wuxie gritted his teeth tightly, causing his gums to bleed. His lips had cracked, with blood dripping down from the corner of his lips.

He had no choice but to master the first form to control the Earth Binding Chains. Otherwise, he would be trapped there for eternity.

After practicing for two hours, he was forced to rest for fifteen minutes. It was the limit of his will.

This place rumbled with abyssal energy, and Liu Wuxie found the source: the Abyssal King. The Abyssal King’s abyssal energy had dissipated from his body and accumulated underground, meaning the abyssal energy rumbling from the ground was all the remnants of the Abyssal King.

Liu Wuxie’s forehead was sweaty, and his clothes were drenched.

My willpower seems to have grown stronger! Liu Wuxie thought. After cultivating the Soul Forge Art for a few days, he realized his willpower had increased several times; this meant nothing could shake his will.

When it came to cultivation, willpower was the most important factor, followed by talent. Liu Wuxie didn’t lack talent, and his willpower surpassed ordinary people's.

Liu Wuxie began circulating the Soul Forge Art to temper his soul energy when it became less painful. Trickling sounds could be heard in his golden soul sea, with his soul energy condensing from mist to liquid.

The benefits were evident, with his soul energy increasing several times. He could no longer estimate the extent of his soul energy.

“Low-level Heavenly Phase Realm? Mid-level Heavenly Phase Realm? High-level Heavenly Phase Realm?”

After several tests, Liu Wuxie knew his soul energy was sufficient to kill anyone in the Heavenly Dipper Realm even if it hadn’t reached the Heavenly Phase Realm.

Soul attacks differed from martial techniques in that they had to be lethal in a single strike, so Liu Wuxie took no chances under normal circumstances.

On the tenth day of his entrapment in the dungeon, news began to spread about Liu Wuxie’s supposed death in the Scarlet Sun Mountain Range.