Opening the Netherworld
"This is outrageous! There's no way to counter the Sky-Swallowing Thunder Python's methods!" Jiang Ziyan exclaimed indignation.
"That's how Demon are; they always have some unsolvable methods. Hopefully, they can find a way to break this deadlock!" Tang Daidai said.
"How can we find a way to break this deadlock? He's been fighting for so long, he must be exhausted!" Jiang Ziyan said.
"There's definitely a way. There can't be such a heaven-defying Demon!" Tang Daidai said.
Jiang Ziyan nodded slightly, without saying anything more.
She also wanted to see what Lin Mu planned to do.
Lin Mu didn't really know what to do; his instinct was to run away.
But the Blood Python seemed to know his thoughts, and large amounts of blood kept rushing towards him.
The barrage of attacks nearly eliminated any possibility of his escape.
If it weren't for Lin Mu's skillful Movement Technique, he would definitely be seriously injured now.
"At this rate, you won't last long!" came the voice of the Black Saber King.
"Do you have any ideas?" Lin Mu asked.
"There are definitely solutions, but last-minute efforts may not be effective!"
"You say!"
"I have Blade Technique here that allows me to communicate with the Netherworld. By using this Blade Technique, I can borrow the power of the Netherworld to take it away!"
"So powerful?" Lin Mu's eyes showed surprise.
"It's not that powerful. The main thing is that it's an inanimate object, only surviving in the world because of its special abilities. Once the Netherworld discovers its whereabouts, it will definitely take it away!" Black Saber King explained.
Lin Mu nodded slightly.
He could also sense that the Blood Python had no life force; it was entirely composed of Divine Soul Power.
Moreover, without a core, it's like a pool of Divine Soul Power attached to blood.
Then manipulate the blood to attack him.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that such a strange method existed.
"Tell me! How do you intend to use it!" Lin Mu said.
"This Blade Technique is not as simple as it seems!"
"Just tell me what you want to say, whether it's good or bad is none of my business!"
"Alright!"
The blade trembled slightly, and a message was transmitted to it.
Lin Mu sensed this information and his eyes narrowed slightly.
This Blade Technique isn't very advanced; it's only at the Third Stage.
It can be quite bizarre; once unleashed, it can gather the surrounding Death Spirit Energy onto the blade, and with a single strike, it can communicate with the Netherworld.
This kind of Blade Technique is definitely not something an ordinary person can possess.
Even an academy couldn't possibly possess that.
For a moment, Lin Mu became curious about the identity of the Black Saber King.
Normally, even a King-level Heroic Soul cannot become Blade Spirit.
But the Black Saber King can.
Moreover, out of so many Heroic Soul, Qin Bingfeng chose the Black Saber King.
There is obviously some reason for this.
"Never mind! I'll find out more when I have the chance!" Lin Mu thought to himself.
After digesting the memories passed down by the Black Saber King.
A system voice sounded in Lin Mu's mind.
"Completing a viewing of the Nether Blade Prequel yields 1361 times the efficiency."
Lin Mu had many more memories in his mind, and his understanding of this Martial Skill was extremely profound.
The long sword in his hand swayed slightly, and a special rhythm was transmitted with it.
Black Saber King remained within the longsword, his eyes filled with horror.
He had originally planned to guide Lin Mu once Lin Mu could no longer use his skills, but now he discovered that Lin Mu's talent was terrifyingly strong.
Lin Mu also discovered that after obtaining the Fire Spirit Body and the Life Body, his talent had improved significantly compared to before.
With the added enhancement from the system, his cultivation attainments were terrifying.
"If my talent continues to grow, I might be able to crush all those geniuses!" Lin Mu thought to himself.
Whoosh!
A whooshing sound rang out.
A blood-red tentacle swept past Lin Mu.
Lin Mu swiftly dodged, unleashing a strange and unpredictable Blade Technique.
At first, my Blade Technique were still a bit rusty.
But as Lin Mu performed it twice in a row, the entire Blade Technique became fluid and graceful.
Not long after, a new line of information appeared on his system interface.
"The Nether Blade Prequel (Beginner 1%)".
There was a hint of coldness in Lin Mu's eyes.
Meanwhile, the Black Saber King, encased in the longsword, was completely numb.
I've seen things that defy the heavens, but I've never seen anything this defying the heavens.
This is Third Stage Blade Technique.
But it was the Blade Technique created by the Nether Emperor.
It took him three whole months to master the basics.
How long has it been for Lin Mu? Half an hour? Ten minutes?
Even the Black Saber King wouldn't dare to dream of this!
This was completely beyond his comprehension.
Only an existence of such extraordinary power could accomplish this.
"Just who is this guy, to have such talent?"
"Could he be the reincarnation of the Nether Emperor?" Black Saber King wondered to himself.
But he quickly shook his head.
After all, the Nether Emperor was an extremely powerful being.
If he were his reincarnation, he wouldn't be like Lin Mu, completely without any fluctuations.
Moreover, the Nether Emperor had long since been annihilated.
After obtaining his legacy, the Black Saber King also attempted to find him.
However, there was no trace of him in the Netherworld.
Lin Mu's long sword moved continuously, transmitting a special rhythm.
At this moment, the Death Spirit Energy hidden within the earth flew out.
They gathered towards Lin Mu.
In the blink of an eye, a large amount of Death Spirit Energy gathered on Lin Mu's body.
An aura, like that of the Undead, emanated from the room.
The two women in the office who witnessed this scene both had expressions of disbelief in their eyes.
They knew very well what kind of aura this was.
Death Spirit Energy!
Few martial artists can wield this power.
It exists in the earth, left behind after living beings die.
It is also the key to communicating with the gates of the Netherworld.
There has always been very little information about its techniques.
Throughout history, only a handful of people have mastered it.
Everyone who possesses this power is a top-tier expert.
"How is this possible? How could he use such methods?" Tang Daidai's face showed a hint of doubt.
"The Death Spirit Energy requires special methods to summon, and he must have been taught this by someone!" Jiang Ziyan said.
"What kind of teaching? How could someone teach him such methods?" Tang Daidai murmured.
In her memory, there seemed to be no such person in the academy.
She had read Lin Mu's resume.
Such methods have never been used before.
For a moment, Lin Mu seemed more mysterious to her.
Laugh!
A whooshing sound came from the air.
Lin Mu's long sword slashed forward.
In the distance, the space in front of him seemed to be affected by something, with a large amount of Death Spirit Energy converging towards the scratch.
A series of sounds, like the wails of Evil Ghost, came from the scratches.
A wisp of Netherworld Qi emanated from it.
A spatial rift was clearly visible.
The once extremely arrogant Blood Python seemed to sense something, its eyes filled with fear.
That was suppression from bloodline.
Its existence within the spatial rift can completely subdue it.
Click!
The crack gradually widened, and several Lesser Fiend emerged from it. When they saw the Blood Python, a greedy look appeared in their eyes.
An aura like that of evil spirits emanated from them.
Like Hell's Envoy descending upon the mortal realm!