Weaponization

"Eh?!"

The devil curled up on the spirit vessel's deck stared so wide-eyed that his eyeballs nearly rolled out.

He had thought the old devil would surely die this time.

Yet what he had not expected was that, after taking the Venerable's spell head-on, even bones alone could survive. The spiritual aura had not weakened in the slightest; it was even continuing to rise.

"What exactly is that...?" The cultivators aboard the spirit vessel also voiced their doubts.

The Nascent Soul cultivator stared at the black-jade skeleton. Its fleshly skin had torn open, its robe falling away like the skirt of battle armor to hang around its waist. The broad hem and armor were tattered, burning with faint flames.

Only its upper body was empty, no different from a skeleton.

Even its skull was hollow, reduced to a dried, grim bone mass.

"If this old man's guess is correct, that should be a 'Dao Body.'"

"A Dao Body?!"

"Some cultivators are born extraordinarily gifted, favored by heaven and earth. From birth, they possess constitutions beyond the reach of ordinary people. Such constitutions may make a cultivator closer to the Dao, grant them combat power far beyond others, and allow them to cultivate at astonishing speed; or they may naturally endow them with talent in a particular aspect..."

"Dao Bodies come in all manner of strange forms, and the talents they display differ as well." The Nascent Soul cultivator from the Ancient Immortal Tower wore an envious expression.

Tu Shan Jun tore off the flaming skin in one pull and swept it into the Soul Banner, where it transformed into Baleful Intent.

Meridians and blood vessels emerged across the empty upper half of his body.

In an instant.

His five viscera and six bowels were remolded.

Yet without flesh to