Great Desolation Prison Heaven Finger

In the evening after the assessment ended, Fang Yan dragged his somewhat weary body back to his residence. As soon as he sat down, a familiar cold, mechanical voice suddenly sounded in his mind:

[Ding! Detected that the host has completed the "Outer Sect Disciple Assessment" and achieved victory against a stronger opponent, exhibiting excellent performance, triggering a special reward.]

[Reward granted: Mid-tier Finger Technique Divine Ability - Great Desolation Prison Heaven Finger, automatically stored in the system knowledge base.]

Fang Yan was startled, almost jumping out of his chair. The system! This golden finger that appeared when he was most desperate had actually issued another reward!

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and concentrated his mind to examine the Great Desolation Prison Heaven Finger in his mind. This finger technique lived up to its reputation. The description stated it originated from the ancient Great Desolation, and when cultivated to great mastery, a single finger could imprison the heavens and earth, possessing infinite power. Its characteristic was to condense all the body's internal energy to the fingertip, unleashing concentrated power with extremely strong penetration upon activation, perfectly compensating for his deficiency in single-target attacks.

What surprised Fang Yan even more was that this finger technique could also perfectly integrate with his Ice Heart Art. The cold energy attached to the finger force not only increased its lethality but could also freeze the enemy's blood essence circulation, making it incredibly wondrous.

"With this finger technique, my strength will increase by a large margin!" Fang Yan clenched his fist, his eyes shining with excitement.

Over the next few days, Fang Yan consolidated his Profound Ice Spear Technique while dedicating his evenings to diligently practicing the Great Desolation Prison Heaven Finger. This finger technique had an extremely high cultivation difficulty, requiring the utmost control over internal energy. Fortunately, Fang Yan's foundation was solid, and with the system's assistance in understanding, his progress speed was still astonishing.

In just ten days, he had cultivated the Great Desolation Prison Heaven Finger to minor mastery, capable of condensing a half-inch long ice-blue finger force. Although its power was still shallow, it could easily pierce through a three-inch thick wooden plank.

One early morning, as Fang Yan was practicing the finger technique in an open space behind the mountain, a discordant voice suddenly came:

"Yo, isn't this our 'newly promoted 50th place'? What are you sneakily practicing here?"

Fang Yan frowned and turned around, seeing three Outer Sect Disciples looking at him with ill intentions. Leading them was a tall and thin young man named Lin Hao, ranked forty-fifth among the Outer Sect Disciples, five places higher than Zhao Hu.

Lin Hao was from the same hometown as Zhao Hu, and their relationship was extremely good. After Zhao Hu was defeated by Fang Yan, he had been resentful and found Lin Hao to help him regain his honor.

Fang Yan looked at them coldly, "Is there something you need?"

"If there's nothing, we can't come to see you?" Lin Hao sneered, stepping forward. "I heard you're quite capable? You even defeated Zhao Hu? But I think this is all you've got, winning against Zhao Hu by playing some cheap tricks."

The two disciples beside him chimed in:

"Exactly, Senior Brother Lin is a strong cultivator ranked forty-fifth, he could take you down with one finger!"

"Kid, if you know what's good for you, kowtow three times to Senior Brother Lin and hand over that broken spear of yours, and we'll let this matter go."

Fang Yan's eyes turned cold. He hadn't expected someone to come looking for trouble just after becoming an Outer Sect Disciple. It seemed the competition among Outer Sect Disciples was even more intense than he had imagined.

"You want my spear?" Fang Yan's lips curved into a cold smile. "Then we'll see if you have the ability."

"You're courting death!" Lin Hao roared, his body darting out fiercely, striking towards Fang Yan with a palm. He practiced the Blazing Sun Palm, and his palm wind was scorching, carrying a wave of heat.

Fang Yan dared not be careless, immediately using Wind-Treading Steps to evade. At the same time, he condensed his right hand, and the internal energy of the Great Desolation Prison Heaven Finger instantly gathered at his index fingertip, a pale blue finger force quietly taking shape.

"Just this speed?" Lin Hao chuckled disdainfully when his attack missed, and he launched another assault, his palm techniques becoming even more fierce.

Fang Yan weaved nimbly through the palm shadows, searching for an opportunity to counterattack. He noticed that while Lin Hao's palm techniques were swift, they were too forceful and lacked staying power.

"Now!"

Fang Yan seized the moment when Lin Hao's palm strike missed, lunging forward fiercely, his right index finger pointing directly at Lin Hao's chest.

"Great Desolation Prison Heaven Finger!"

The ice-blue finger force, carrying a bone-chilling cold, shot out like lightning.

Lin Hao's face changed drastically. He hadn't expected Fang Yan to have such a hidden move. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

"Pfft!"

The finger force accurately struck Lin Hao's chest. Lin Hao felt a bone-chilling force surge into his body, instantly freezing his blood essence, causing his entire body to stiffen, and pain spread throughout him.

"Ah!" Lin Hao let out a scream and fell backward.

Seeing this, the two disciples beside him turned pale with fright and no longer dared to step forward.

Fang Yan walked slowly to Lin Hao's front, looking down at him. "Now, do you still think I won by playing tricks?"

Lin Hao lay on the ground, his chest feeling ice-cold. He couldn't even speak, only looking at Fang Yan with venomous eyes.

Fang Yan couldn't be bothered to argue with him and turned to leave. As he passed the two disciples, they flinched back repeatedly, afraid to meet his gaze.

Fang Yan didn't look back. He knew this was just the beginning. In the Outer Sect of the Mystic Martial Pavilion, only with sufficient strength could one have the right to speak. And the appearance of the Great Desolation Prison Heaven Finger undoubtedly gave him another powerful trump card on this path!