C134 Dwarf man (1/2)
The Crossing Spirit Emblem was a high rank Earth Realm martial skill specializing in Soul, and came from the Western Region's Buddhist Sect.
In his previous life, Lin Hao's footprints travelled throughout the entire Genuine Martial Realm, and he also had some indescribable grudges with the cultivators of the Buddhist Sect. This Transmigration Spirit Seal was something he learned after meeting a Buddha in the Buddhist Sect.
This was originally a secret technique passed down within the Buddhist Sect, and only Buddhas could cultivate in it. Back then, when Lin Hao grasped this Secret Method, the Buddha who was familiar with Lin Hao warned him repeatedly that he could not use it unless it was absolutely necessary.
After all, all the sects of this world, especially those great sects of the Holy Land, attached great importance to the secret techniques and would not allow them to spread them.
Now that he had used this Transmigration Spirit Seal, it made Lin Hao think of the past. He also didn't know if that rather simple and honest Buddha from before had already risen in Divine Realm … If not, are they still alive?
To be unable to become a god, one's lifespan could not exceed ten thousand years. This was the law of the world of martial arts cultivation, but Buddhist Sect had always been extremely mysterious, so there might be a way to break this shackle.
These thoughts flashed past Lin Hao's mind, and then he turned his attention back to dealing with the mental attack from the Old Phantom of The Shadow Mountain in his Sea of Consciousness!
The Buddhist Sect technique looked like it was about him and the others, but in reality, it was quite domineering.
The moment the Cross Spirit Seal appeared, the Old Phantom of The Shadow Mountain's Spiritual Force within Lin Hao's Sea of Consciousness was immediately suppressed until it shrunk into a ball.
”Buddhist Sect, you are a member of Buddhist Sect!” Before, Old Phantom of The Shadow Mountain guessed that Lin Hao came from the Freezing Sky Sect, but after discovering Lin Hao's technique, he shouted in panic.
The Buddhist Sect originated from the Western Region, but there was a successor traversing the entire Genuine Martial Realm.
In the eyes of the people, Buddhist Sect and methods were the most mysterious. Regarding everything that people knew, there was fear in their hearts.
”Explode for me!”
The Old Phantom of The Shadow Mountain roared, and the gigantic Spiritual Force that was entering Lin Hao's Sea of Consciousness immediately became berserk, as though he wanted to explode his own Spiritual Force, and destroy Lin Hao's Soul as well.
This was a method to injure others and harm oneself. It could be said to be a method of mutual destruction.
Sensing the opposing party's Spiritual Force filled with berserk energy, Lin Hao controlled the Cross Spirit Seal in his sea of consciousness and suddenly crushed it.
Old Phantom of The Shadow Mountain's Spiritual Force was under enormous suppression, and the berserk aura calmed down. After that, under the effect of this spiritual imprint, his Spiritual Force became like ice and snow under the sun, and began to quickly melt.
At the same time, Old Phantom of The Shadow Mountain released a painful cry as his Spiritual Force suffered a huge loss. The pain was extremely intense as he knelt on the ground with one hand barely supporting himself while the other held onto his head.
After a while, Lin Hao finally completely imbued the Spiritual Force that the Old Phantom of The Shadow Mountain had invaded his sea of consciousness with. He looked at the dying Old Phantom of The Shadow Mountain, the True Eye of Martial Arts had already been activated, and the location of the Old Phantom of The Shadow Mountain's head was the key, unlike the other opponents, he could solve the problem by piercing through the heart or throat.
Therefore, the Heavenly Marks Sword suddenly pierced towards the head of the Old Phantom of The Shadow Mountain, which still had a faint black mist on it.
All of these voices came from the hundreds of Soul that the Old Phantom of The Shadow Mountain had refined. Their voices could affect people, but the weak Old Phantom of The Shadow Mountain was already unable to control them, and such an effect on Lin Hao was equivalent to nothing.
”Chi!”
”Chi!”
The sword light pierced through the black mist. From within the black mist, a sound akin to a drop of water falling on a red-hot metal was emitted. It emitted waves of white mist, which then completely disappeared.
He saw that Old Phantom of The Shadow Mountain's face was covered with a ghost mask.