On the way back, Lin Yi let Little Ao Shu out so she could keep Xi Yue company.
Lin Yi had been quite thorough in this regard. Ever since watching Wu Zhiqi control his body to fight the Corpse King Ying Gou, Lin Yi had been filled with longing.
Turning part of an enemy's attack to his own use, then redirecting it back at the enemy—such a technique was truly top-tier.
Thinking back on all the battles he had fought, if he could do the same whenever he encountered a powerful foe, why would he have been driven into desperate situations time and again?
With that thought, Lin Yi's desire to master the technique of "transformation" reached its peak.
Within his Inner Field, Lin Yi repeatedly simulated everything, to the point that he had not exchanged a word with Xi Yue or Little Ao Shu throughout the journey.
"Kid, there's no need to rush. Mastering this skill isn't something that can be done overnight. Back then, I went through thousands of years of battle before grasping even a little of this technique."
"I demonstrated it so you could gain more insight into combat techniques. You can't let every move you make go to waste. It'd be boring if I just let you watch, wouldn't it?"
Inside the Inner Field, both Wu Zhiqi and Sun Wukong watched Lin Yi.
At that moment, he was recreating Wu Zhiqi's earlier battle from memory.
He even simulated a strand of Wu Zhiqi's power entering his body, attempting to control his own power to suppress and reshape the foreign power within him, turning it to his own use.
But even though he was very familiar with Wu Zhiqi's power, that power ultimately did not belong to him. And in terms of Divine Power Level, Lin