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Chapter 727: 256. Witch Binding, Steady Breakthrough (6.1K Words – Request Subscription)_2
“Very well.”
“My lord, you definitely won’t suffer any loss.”
She kept repeating.
Song Yan said, “Actually, my power is somewhat special. Binding early might pose a danger, or perhaps…”
Before he finished, Little Bell interrupted, “I am willing.”
Song Yan squinted slightly, a kind of instinctive vigilance emerging.
Because even a love-struck female cultivator wouldn’t go to such extents of ’recklessly risking it all for the person she loves,’ right?
However, he had just comprehended the “Divine Forms Demon Body,” and with the mark left by the Ice Abyss Phoenix, his overall power was already infinitely close to, or perhaps had already reached, the Realm Spirit Realm.
Little Bell was merely at the Realm Core Realm.
The two sides were two major realms apart.
In this world of the First Realm and the weight of each heaven, Little Bell simply couldn’t meddle.
Song Yan pondered for a moment, then shook his head, saying, “No.”
Little Bell shook off the snow on her body, annoyed, “Why?”
As she spoke, her eyes turned, and she suddenly realized, “If it’s about worrying about me, my lord needn’t. My shadow will only follow and wield your power, not touch your Talisman Character.
Because my power is the same as yours, whatever magic you wield, I can follow suit. If we truly encounter an enemy, they will be caught off guard.
Moreover, once I become the shadow, I can form an extremely secretive shadow space beside you, at any time appearing to ambush your enemies.”
“My lord.”
“My lord, let me bind with you.”
Little Bell acted coquettishly, annoyingly.
She insisted on binding with Song Yan, because only this way would she feel a true strong connection was born between them, making Song Yan truly belong to her.
Song Yan gazed at her, countless thoughts flashing through his mind.
For now, it seemed slightly stable, but he remained cautious.
He had left an Outer Body Incarnation at the Rusted Sword Blood Abyss.
Just recently, that Outer Body Incarnation inadvertently received a piece of news: a cultivator spotted the Black Crane Ancient Bronze Ship with a sword figure at its bow.
The sword figure and the Black Crane Ancient Bronze Ship were the symbols of the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace.
The Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace was currently busy with many things, and could hardly dispatch disciples to such a desolate, rundown place as the Rusted Sword Blood Abyss.
Therefore, it was likely aimed at him.
Thinking a bit more, he could tell: the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace sent people to see if he was dead.
If dead, there must be turmoil, either the dual saints contending would cause major disaster, or an unexpected situation would occur allowing the recovery of the corpse.
If not dead, then his secrets must be considerable.
Though he had a favorable initial impression of the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace, Song Yan was not careless.
He indeed needed more contingency cards to deal with the unforeseen incidents.
After some deliberation, he glanced again at the seemingly unlikely to cause chaos Little Bell, and nodded.
Han Lingzi’s face blossomed with a rosy happiness, and she ran to Song Yan’s side, wrapping her arms around his robust waist, tiptoeing, closing her eyes.
And deeply kissed…
Han Lingzi’s figure slowly vanished, thoroughly merging into Song Yan, or rather, into his shadow.
Song Yan was cautiously sensing the gradually forming connection between them; although he felt Little Bell couldn’t overturn the world, he cautiously sensed this process.
For a long time…
And even longer…
Song Yan suddenly saw a line of information surfacing in the [Magic] panel: [Small Heavenly Dao Technique: Shadow].
Generally, magic exists with a “limit.”
For instance, [Hundred Forms Demon Body] is an invincible magic at the Refining Profound Level, even at the Crimson Palace Level, but at the Purple Mansion Realm, it’s significantly weakened, and at the Divine Infant Realm, it loses its shadow.
Similarly, Nine Palace Blood, [Profound Sword Scripture], [Paper-cut Celestial Palace], [Purple Mansion Primordial Explosion Technique], and so on, all are confined to their own realm.
Even the [Divine Forms Demon Body] he just comprehended is labeled with a “Realm Technique” title, meaning [Divine Forms Demon Body], though powerful and unique, is intended for the “Realm Realm,” may still be decent at the “Realm Spirit Realm,” but likely to be outdated upon reaching the next Profound Yellow Four Realms.
Cultivation is inherently that way, each realm has its unique scenery, one cannot be complacent.
But the “Small Heavenly Dao Technique” emerged post-binding with Little Bell was a power that could grow, with very high limits.
Song Yan swept his gaze over his shadow, sensing his state.
He discovered he could entirely, anytime and anywhere, direct Han Lingzi to initiate a “Residual Wave Attack,” replicating his power’s attack.
Even if he himself was thoroughly exhausted, Han Lingzi wouldn’t be affected and could still act.
Song Yan stood in the snow, deciding to test it out.
…
Swish!
A twig cut through the sword shadow.
He activated [Small Heavenly Dao Technique: Shadow].
Instantly, another layer of sword shadow overlapped behind his own.
Swish, swish, swish!
He layered thousands of sword shadows with one sword.
Following this, behind these thousands of sword shadows, a new wave of sword shadows overlapped again, slightly weaker, yet incredibly hard to defend against.
A look of delight gradually spread across Song Yan’s face.
Because he realized a crucial point: activating [Small Heavenly Dao Technique: Shadow] required no energy expenditure, all the energy cost came from Han Lingzi.
Following this, he continued trying forces beyond the “Words with Power,” finding everything worked exceedingly well.
Moreover, throughout the process, he discovered another point.
Han Lingzi, it seems, completely let go of herself, utterly “surrendering” during the binding process, causing her body and mind to be entirely under his control, his thoughts overriding everything.


