High Martial: I Use Everything as Swords
Chapter 564 - 332: A Godly Scheme Forged, a Buddha’s Remains for Fuel
Besides, it was warned by Profound Prison never to take a single step out of the Bone Decay Forest.
If you... if you were to ’visit’ it, Profound Prison would definitely not interfere. He might even be happy to see it happen."
’Extract its Life Force?’
’A massive amount of Life Essence?’
’Infinite regeneration?’
Han Feng’s eyes lit up instantly.
’This isn’t a Wild God; this is clearly the ultimate experience pack and mobile blood bank, tailor-made for my Life Furnace and Withering and Flourishing Burst!’
"That’s the one."
Han Feng licked his lips, his smile filled with the excitement of a Hunter who has spotted the perfect prey. "Lots of meat, tenacious Life Force, and a clean background?
Perfect. I love chewing on tough bones like this."
Han Feng slapped his thigh and stood up.
"Old Crab, you’ve done well this time."
"Once I’ve had my fill, I’ll reward you with some of the broth."
Without waiting for the Void Ghost Crab to respond, his figure flashed and transformed into a streak of light, racing toward the southeast.
Watching Han Feng’s disappearing figure, the Void Ghost Crab retracted its neck and slowly sank back into the water.
It silently mourned for the Rot Body Buddha, whom it had never met, for three seconds.
Han Feng left the forward base.
The Escapee Type II·Shadow Spirit Armor enveloped him, and his one hundred and ten acupoints thrummed under the power of the Cyan Cloud·Longevity Sword Technique.
A surging torrent of Sword Aura, like a bursting dam, flooded through his meridians and into every energy node of the Spirit Armor.
In an instant, he became one with the Spirit Armor and the currents of the world.
He activated his Wind Manipulation Technique at full power!
He engaged Vector Overclocking!
BOOM!
A silver-white meteor tore through the sky, exceeding Mach 5 as it streaked above the clouds of Dragon Abyss, leaving a straight white trail in its wake as it shot toward the southeast.
Unleashing his power so completely was utterly exhilarating for Han Feng.
A distance of two hundred li was a matter of mere minutes for him.
Soon, a twisted forest exuding a sickly sweet, putrid stench appeared at the edge of his vision.
Han Feng slowed down more than ten kilometers from the forest, landing gently on a hill while activating Phantom Stealth mode.
His body and Spirit Armor turned transparent, blending completely with the surroundings, not leaking even a trace of his aura.
He activated his Eye of Insight and looked.
The so-called "Bone Decay Forest" had a ground made of a thick, grayish-white layer of bone. The trees growing on it were also bone-like in shape, and they dripped with a dark red sap.
The entire forest was shrouded in a strange, pinkish miasma, filled with a sense of foreboding and distortion.
He also spotted traces of human Martial Artists active around the forest’s perimeter.
’Looks like there are quite a few people here "treasure hunting."’
Han Feng paid them no mind.
’I’m here to "stock up" this time. The goal is clear: take care of that Wild God, the Rot Body Buddha, as quickly as possible.’
’A direct confrontation would be a waste of time. Gods have Divine Realms; it’ll be a hassle if I get bogged down.’
’Besides, I haven’t had a chance to properly use these new Magical Modification Techniques I’ve learned. This is the perfect chance to test them out on you.’
Han Feng’s lips curved into a smirk.
He sat down cross-legged, his Divine Thought sinking into his Sea of Consciousness as he began to construct an incredibly complex magic model.
This time, he once again chose the most destructive magic: the Flame Flying Dragon.
But unlike the little skirmish at Yingyue Lake, this time, he was going for something big.
His vast Spiritual Power surged, and the basic model of a Fireball Technique instantly took shape in his Sea of Consciousness.
Immediately after, Han Feng crammed in all the knowledge he had learned about energy compression and structural pressurization from the "Shadow" project.
The Spiritual Energy Constraint Field, the Turbocharged Spirit Gathering Array, the Vector Nozzles...
’That’s still not enough!’
He even integrated his understanding of the high-pressure principles behind the Spiral Water Needle, attempting to compress the Flame Energy to its absolute limit!
The Sword Aura within him burned furiously, converting into the purest Fire Attribute Energy and pouring ceaselessly into the magic model.
One, two, three...
In one go, he nested three complete pressurization structures inside the Flame Flying Dragon!
In his state of Man and Sword Unity, he could clearly ’see’ the Flame Flying Dragon model, which was only the size of his palm.
The energy density within it had already reached a terrifying level.
Its incandescent white Energy Core was compressed to the extreme, radiating an aura of absolute destruction.
’It’s still not stable. It could detonate at any moment.’
With a thought, Han Feng simplified the array structure of his newly comprehended Profound Rock Barrier and stuffed it inside, using the stability of the Earth Element to forcefully stabilize the rampaging Fire Element energy.
After all that, he felt he had already consumed nearly thirty percent of his Spiritual Power.
’It’s done!’
With a flicker of his mind, Han Feng stored this "super bomb" directly into his Sword Tomb Space.
Inside the Sword Tomb Space, the rampaging Flame Flying Dragon instantly fell silent, hovering above the Guiyuan Sword Pool as if time itself had stopped.
’What a great tool.’
Han Feng mused to himself. The Sword Tomb Space was practically a Spellcaster’s paradise.
No matter how dangerous the magic, he could prepare it inside first and then take it out to use, completely eliminating the risk of it backfiring.
He stood up, his gaze locking onto the deepest part of the Bone Decay Forest.
’Flash!’
The Sword Tomb Space’s Dimensional Travel ability activated.
His figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
...
「Bone Decay Forest, a forbidden, forgotten zone southeast of Dragon Abyss.」
The "soil" here was a layer of grayish-white bone dust dozens of meters thick, and the so-called "trees" were malformed Bone Blood Trees that grew from the skeletons of giant beasts.
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