698 Partially Deified Soul Power Technique (1/2)

Mo Wen's expression was ugly. If he had the protection of the Primordial Soul Pearl, killing this Blood Ghost would be easy. But right now, the Primordial Soul Pearl had disappeared.

Had the Tower Spirit sealed the abilities of the Primordial Soul Pearl?

Right now, he could only assume it to be so. There could be no other possibility. Maybe the Tower Spirit had secretly sealed the Primordial Soul Pearl after it had appeared to protect him when he was dealing with the snake type Beast King earlier.

Mo Wen's gaze flickered. He knew that he could only depend on himself.

The problem was that he was only an ancient martial art practitioner. He was unfamiliar with the methods of the Immortal Cultivation world and was only able to come up with a few ways of dealing with them.

”It seems that this is the only way. With my current soul cultivation, maybe I can pull it off.”

Mo Wen took a deep breath and stared intently at the Blood Ghost. The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Howl!

The Blood Ghost let out a shrill cry. The next moment, its body began to melt, becoming a mass of blood plasma. The mass of blood plasma surrounded Mo Wen's declarative memory, constantly spinning.

After a short while, a huge crimson swirl appeared in his declarative memory, surrounding Mo Wen while constantly contracting.

In the crimson light swirl, a strange voice was constantly sounding, like ghost wails and wolf howls. The entire declarative memory seemed to have been dyed the color of blood.

Mo Wen stood at the center of the crimson light swirl. He could feel how frightening it was. If he was not careful, he would very likely be melted by the crimson light swirl.

”Such a vicious Blood Ghost Secret Technique.”

Although practicing the Blood Ghost Secret Technique was dangerous, it was very powerful. An ordinary ancient martial art practitioner who could block such an attack was hard to find. Only a strong practitioner at the Martial Arts Grandmaster second realm could possibly block such an attack.

The golden light in Mo Wen's eyes grew brighter and coalesced. In his declarative memory, his illusionary body flickered, constantly undergoing changes.

As time passed, a faint white circle of light appeared around Mo Wen. The faint, white light was dim to begin with but quickly became brighter and more solid.

The crimson light swirl came pressing down. When it encountered the white light on Mo Wen's body, it was as though it was a snowflake being thrown into a furnace. It instantly melted away.

Large amounts of crimson light surrounded Mo Wen, but without exception, all disappeared completely without a trace.

Howl!

In the crimson light swirl, a sharp cry sounded. A crimson shadow gradually appeared from inside the crimson light swirl. It was the Blood Ghost.

The Blood Ghost's ink green eyes kept flickering. The gaze that it gave Mo Wen seemed frightened. Its eyes contained a faint look of fear.

This type of Blood Ghost had very low sentience, only some subconscious thoughts. When it encountered something that could cause it to be afraid, it would instinctively reveal fear.

Mo Wen shut his eyes tightly. His figure flickered, sometimes even constantly trembling. His face showed no expression and was tensed up. One could vaguely sense that he was experiencing an unusual sort of pain right now. It was the sort of pain that could even cause his soul to shatter and fade away to nothing.

The crimson light swirl kept heading towards Mo Wen each time it was melted, leaving no trace behind.

Mo Wen's figure became more and more transparent, seemingly on the brink of fading into nothingness.

Howl!

The Blood Ghost suddenly emitted a shrill scream. The crimson light swirl that surrounded Mo Wen's declarative memory completely disappeared. The face of the Blood Ghost was full of fear. It became a beam of crimson light and turned to run, wanting to escape Mo Wen's declarative memory.

”You can't escape.”

Mo Wen suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes shone brightly. His figure suddenly disappeared, becoming a mass of white light.

The mass of white light disappeared almost as soon as it appeared. The next moment, it had already crashed into the figure of the Blood Ghost.

The Blood Ghost did not even manage to cry out in pain. Like a snowflake tossed into a high-temperature furnace, it was instantly vaporized and disappeared completely.

The mass of faint white light dissipated. Mo Wen's figure once again appeared in his declarative memory. The soul figure that he had coalesced seemed transparent. It felt extremely delicate and rather weak.

Mo Wen exhaled deeply. ”I've actually truly managed to practice Partially Deified Soul Power. This time was really a close shave.” His eyes bore a look of appreciation for his good fortune. As an ancient martial art practitioner, the other methods he had were ineffective against the Blood Ghost. Normal martial art teachings could not harm an existence formed from coalesced resentment and evil Qi.

But what Mo Wen had mastered was not just an ordinary martial arts teaching. He had another secret and absolutely remarkable power. Even in the Immortal Cultivation world, it was still an absolutely remarkable power. It was the Divine Soul Trillion Layers Technique that focused specifically on cultivating the Primordial Soul.

Mo Wen had barely scratched the surface practicing the Divine Soul Trillion Layers. At most, he could control his soul power and release an attack. With his current cultivation, he still could not truly practice the Divine Soul Trillion Layers at all.

In the Divine Soul Trillion Layers, there was a special method of practice that could coalesce his energy densely, causing his soul power to be partially deified.

Deified Soul Power was a power that only immortal cultivators at the Primordial Soul realm and above were equipped with. It was impossible for normal folk to possess it. Although Mo Wen's spiritual strength had almost reached the pinnacle, compared to Deified Soul Power, they were worlds apart.