"Demonic arts truly defied all common sense."
Peng Suo sighed softly. Recalling the preparations he had made earlier, he mused inwardly, Judging by this bottle's appearance, it resembles the Sea Swallowing Bottle transformation from the Netherworld Nine Hidden Secret Art. Yet his entire body has become this... Rather than eerie, it is almost comical.
Yet Peng Suo felt not the slightest joy. He had watched Gui Yan be crushed beneath the tremendous pressure of the sword formation and burned into ash, only for the man to reappear in such a bizarre form moments later. That already proved that he had failed earlier.
The Sea-Splitting Light Sword Formation continued to operate without pause, its tide of Sword Qi crashing on without end. Yet whenever it neared the great wide-mouthed bottle, it lost its momentum and was swallowed into the bottle's mouth. The vital energies in that area had descended into chaos, beyond the sword formation's control.
A sharp gleam flashed in his eyes as he stared at the Sea-Swallowing Demonic Bottle, searching for its weakness.
Deep within Gui Yan's soul, Yu Ci dearly wished he could wipe away a cold sweat.
Transforming into the Sea Swallowing Bottle was indeed one of Gui Yan's techniques, but before tonight, he could never have managed it.
Earlier tonight, Yu Ci had reshaped Gui Yan's form and spirit within another stretch of river. Its fundamental material was anything but ordinary: Three-Party Primordial Energy condensed into form. In a sense, Gui Yan was no longer truly a normal human. This could only benefit, never harm, the Netherworld Nine Hidden Secret Art he cultivated.
The Netherworld Nine Hidden Secret Art was one of the rare body-refining methods of the demonic sects. Fleshly body and Yang God were fused as one. Cultivating this art forever forfeited the possibility