Po Qiong had always wondered why Chi Xue wasn't afraid of the power of fear while fighting Po Tian. Now, after seeing him use the Blood Nether Palm, he finally understood: Chi Xue had mastered the power of Nine Nether death.
The power of Nine Nether death was a higher-grade energy than death qi. So far, only members of the Death Nether Wolf Spider Race had been able to wield it. Ling Tian wasn't afraid of this energy, but he hadn't mastered it either.
When the power of life and death fused, it could produce a strange energy that could merge with Dao Dissipation Power. The power of Nine Nether death was higher-grade than death qi. Though it couldn't merge with Dao Dissipation Power, canceling it out wasn't too difficult.
"Po Qiong, I know that the power of Nine Nether death is the power of death from the Nine Nether. I also understand why it isn't affected by Dao Dissipation Power. But what kind of secret art is this Blood Nether Palm?" Ling Tian asked, utterly puzzled. "How powerful is it?"
"I came up with that name." Po Qiong's answer left Ling Tian dumbfounded. Then he explained, "It's called the Blood Nether Palm because it's a fusion of two palm techniques. One is the Blood Transformation Palm, a high-level secret art of the Bloodthirsty Demonic Body race. The other is the Bone Transformation Nether Palm. As the names suggest, one can transform blood, while the other can transform bone. The former is driven by bloodthirsty power, and the latter by the power of Nine Nether death. Together, they form the Blood Nether Palm."
Before Ling Tian could speak, Po Qiong continued, "Chi Xue has had some pretty good luck, too. He actually mastered both techniques and even fused them perfectly.