Those solidified areas were signs that the curse body was about to take shape.
For Xu Zimo, his body had already gone numb as the area covered by the curse body grew larger and larger.
He could feel an entirely new power beginning to emerge.
This power was wondrous, like the life curse itself, making him no longer fear the power of curses.
He sat cross-legged and accelerated his absorption of the curse power.
As the curse body began to form, the pain within Xu Zimo gradually vanished as well.
The surface of his once-blackened skin began to return to normal bit by bit.
At last, the final trace of the life curse was completely absorbed.
Xu Zimo's eyes snapped open, powerful energy reverberating around him.
"Rumble, rumble."
This power was pure black, very similar to Xu Zimo's demonic energy.
Yet they were two utterly different kinds of power.
In truth, if not for the need to restrain the death curse, Xu Zimo would not have needed this life curse body at all.
He stood up as Gongsun Muya smiled beside him. "Congratulations, my lord, on successfully condensing the curse body."
"I'd like to test the existence lurking in the depths of the Death Swamp now," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"Next, devote yourself fully to promoting The Way of Technology. I hope you can take it to the next level here."
Gongsun Muya nodded heavily.
To promote The Way of Technology, people had to witness the might of technology.
It could even be combined with cultivation.
Countless ideas were waiting in Gongsun Muya's heart to be realized.
Moreover, the emergence of The Way of Technology needed a war to prove itself.
Only by proving its power in war would the world pay attention to The Way of Technology,