Soul Blade was a special ability cultivated by the Ionian Order of Balance, used to attack creatures in the spiritual realm and prevent demons of that realm from endangering the material world.
Cultivating the Soul Blade was not complicated. Simply put, it mainly depended on talent.
The stronger one's Spiritual Power, or the more naturally one could establish a connection with the spiritual realm, the easier it was to cultivate this thing. Only a few minor techniques were needed.
As for where Oran's techniques came from, that involved the very first Twilight Eye. Those were...
Forcibly suppressing the mouthful of blood surging up his throat, Niu Debao looked again at the three-headed monstrous bird, his eyes filled with horrified shock as the blood throughout his body instantly turned cold.
The ice dragon tentacle Yue Chuan had cut off was several meters long, but in Celia's hand, it looked like a chopstick. Not only was it short, it was thin, making Yue Chuan wonder if this was Sun Wukong's Golden Cudgel.
Arthur staggered to his feet. Only when he saw the bloodied swordsman did he finally breathe a sigh of relief. The gap in strength could indeed render schemes meaningless, but what if their strength was close? A single scheme could decide life and death. Let alone a whole series of schemes.
He had now begun considering whether to clear out these burdens in the vast snow.
Thunder roared, and the heavens and earth changed color. As Chen Yuqi lashed her whip toward Ling Zhixiang, a fiery red longsword suddenly appeared in the sky.
"Because Second Mistress Xiao disliked her, the marriage has been delayed until now?" Juhong interjected.
What Xixin did not see was the rare glint in Mama Xu's eyes after many days. Han Xiao smiled as she looked herself over, then turned to glance outside the window before lying back down on the bed fully clothed, with her back facing outward.
A thin pink thread connected the struggling Abel to the Lord of Desire. The Lord of Desire wore an intoxicated expression, as though savoring the taste of Abel's desires, while Abel's struggles grew weaker and weaker.
Joyna looked thoughtful, unable to understand why Zhou Chen had suddenly become so emotional, and his words were exceedingly strange.
Whether it was Hyde's shift from arrogance to deference or Mackey's change from deference to arrogance, Arthur could guess the reasons behind them. But he did not care much, because what he pursued was different from what these people sought.
"That's for certain. I wouldn't dare say how long, but judging by the momentum with which Young Master is expanding in the business world, Long Corporation can certainly prosper for another hundred years." At this point, Shaoyao came back to life.
"I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you. I truly don't have those kinds of feelings for him." Yan Aonan shook her head helplessly.
"Could he be seriously ill?" Leng Yue frowned and risked execution as she pushed open the door. Aside from the military tents, this was the most rudimentary side room. Naturally, it could not compare with his palace. The furnishings inside were simple as well, but neat. There were no unnecessary decorations, yet it clearly exuded an imposing nobility.
"I'm afraid you don't have the life to spread that news!" Xiling Yue's voice remained gentle, yet it was filled with a chilling threat.
Alchemy was indeed a good method, but trying to capture that old monster with Supreme Cultivation and force him into that pagoda would be harder than climbing to heaven.
"You..." Chen Shaoming gritted his teeth and wanted to roar, but before the words could leave his mouth, a mouthful of blood surged up. The failure of Soul Exchange had caused a severe backlash, and he had now completely lost the ability to resist. Zhang Chukun had noticed this, which was precisely why he had not killed him.
Zhu Topo had just wanted to flatter Wu Zhongyang's son—Wu Dongfang, Wu Zhong's father—with a few intimate words. But upon seeing Wu Zhongyang's ferocious, twisted expression, he lost the courage to strike up a conversation.
Although Chou Yuntian looked utterly bedraggled, he was beaming with delight. On one hand, his savior had arrived; on the other, there was no pressure at all within ten meters of the Heavenly Wind Divine General. He could now breathe fresh air with ease.
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