Xu Yan remained seated cross-legged, his gaze burning as he stared at the figure of the Giant Spirit Race's progenitor before him.
"I wonder whether the divine sense secret technique he created has survived intact." Anticipation filled his eyes. This man had fallen in the Primordial Era; anything could have happened.
As he pondered this, the booming voice continued slowly.
"This technique is called the Soul-Annihilating Demon Needle! It condenses a cultivator's divine sense into a Soul Dao Needle, specifically to injure another cultivator's divine sense."
At this point, unmistakable pride flashed in the enormous figure's eyes. He seemed extremely satisfied with the secret technique he had created.
"Descendants of my race, this divine sense offensive technique was created to annihilate the Ancient Demon Race, hence the name 'Demon-Annihilating.' Unfortunately, though its offensive power is immense, it also inflicts backlash damage upon the cultivator who uses it. After each use, one must rest and recover for a month before using it again."
"Alas, calamity descended before I could perfect this technique. Descendants of my race who are fortunate enough to learn it must remember: do not use it until the final moment."
Xu Yan's expression shifted slightly at these words. He had not expected the divine sense secret technique created by the Giant Spirit Race's progenitor to have a flaw.
"When used to kill another cultivator, this divine sense technique inflicts backlash damage upon the user's own divine sense. There's also a restriction on how often it can be used. I wonder if I'll be able to perfect it someday."
He murmured to himself, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes.
"I cultivate the Great Azure Soul-Tempering Art. Perhaps the effect on me will be a little weaker."
At this thought, eagerness appeared on Xu Yan's face.
Fortunately, the enormous