At this moment, Xia Ping felt that his attributes had never been so compatible with the Spear of Hell. It seemed he could finally wield a fraction of this spear's power.
He could also sense the joy emanating from deep within the spear, as though it had not unleashed such power in a very long time. The entire spear was trembling.
"Hm?!"
At that moment, Xia Ping sensed that the Mourning Staff, another Hell weapon on him, had also undergone a change. It shook violently as a vast white aura surged into the depths of his sea of consciousness.
The white aura twisted, transforming into distorted Hell characters like writhing earthworms. They formed a Hell scripture that engraved itself upon his Primordial Spirit.
"This is the Hell supreme art contained within the Mourning Staff—the Soul-Suppressing Five Forms."
A glint flashed through Xia Ping's eyes. He immediately understood that a Hell Martial Art had emerged from the depths of the Mourning Staff—a peerless art no weaker than the Spear of Hell-Suppressing Demon.
It consisted of five forms: Stun, Slow, Soul Lock, Soul Shatter, and Spirit Annihilation!
Although the moves were simple, every one possessed boundless power. They restrained Nether Ghosts, targeted souls, and were area-of-effect attacks. Once unleashed, they were simply unstoppable.
If used to ambush enemies—sneaking up behind them and giving them a solid whack—probably very few could withstand it.
The first form, Stun, was especially so. One blow from the staff would immediately send the enemy into a coma. As for how long they remained unconscious, that depended on their willpower and strength.
The second form, Slow, could unleash white rays of slowing light from deep within the Mourning Staff, delaying an enemy's movements and making them crawl like snails. Escape would be impossible.
The third form, Soul Lock,