Chapter 131 - 130: Sharpening the Spear: Kasaya Demon Suppression Skill

[Particle Burst Battle Body]: 4%→4.5%→5%...

Under the immense pressure from his opponent, Fang Can's innate talent began to grow at a terrifying rate.

This was a Cultivation Technique he had just created—one that would take two days to master even with 200 times his normal aptitude.

Yet now, he was mastering it at a rate so fast it was like watching a progress bar fill up in real time.

At that moment, starting from the skin, Fang Can's body began to tremble violently.

The force, born from the friction and vibration of his cells, gradually grew more refined. It began to seep deeper, into his very bones, until every single cell in his body was brought under his complete control.

"Enough with the theatrics."

Wang Peng let out a cold snort. Done with the delay, his muscles bulged, and he shot toward Fang Can like a bolt of lightning.

A sonic boom erupted around him as his fist, even heavier and more ferocious than before, smashed toward Fang Can.

His movement tore a trench in the earth, the furrow racing toward Fang Can.

But in the face of this punch, Fang Can didn't even try to dodge. He simply stood his ground, as if stunned.

'This punch will kill you!' Wang Peng sneered, his right fist already streaking like lightning to blast into Fang Can's chest.

In the same instant, his fist burst out from Fang Can's back, having pierced straight through him.

The Qi Force clinging to the surface of his skin detonated, and Fang Can's body was instantly torn apart.

BOOM!

In an instant, with a tremendous bang from Wang Peng's strike, Fang Can's body was violently split in two.

"Use the transmission spell to send me over, quickly!" a court minister said hurriedly, his hands forming a Spell.

Any later and Fang Can's corpse would go cold. He had to be revived while it was still warm.

Another minister began to form the Spell, but before he could activate it, a hand rested gently on his shoulder.

"Prince Qing?" The minister turned in astonishment, only to see him gently shake his head. "There's no need to rush. The battle isn't over. Keep watching."

"It's not over?"

The minister was utterly astonished. 'Torn in half and he can still fight? What kind of undying warrior is he?'

Back on the battlefield, Wang Peng stared at his right hand. There wasn't a single drop of blood on his vein-popped arm. And the sensation from his punch just now...

'It felt like punching through a thin sheet of paper. Was that an illusion? How could someone in the mere Transcendent Body Realm have that kind of ability?'

A strange feeling washed over Wang Peng as a cold voice spoke in perfect unison from both his sides.

"I admit, the power of a First Turn is impressive. As a show of respect, I'll have to abandon my image to face you."

The voice came from both sides at once, and for a moment, Wang Peng didn't know which way to look.

To his left, the left half of Fang Can's body stood its ground.

Having been sliced clean in half, its empty internal structure was completely exposed.

Only then did Wang Peng realize that beneath Fang Can's frame of bone and muscle, the inside was mostly hollow, containing only shrunken, undersized organs and a tiny brain.

On his right was the other symmetrical half. The two halves stared at him from either side with mocking eyes.

At that moment, both halves of Fang Can's body were still vibrating intensely at a high frequency.

[Particle Burst Battle Body]: 10%→5%+5%

'So it's at 10%. The skin is now completely under my control.' Fang Can thought, feeling his epidermis come under his command. A faint smile touched the lips of one of his halves.

At this moment, even the court ministers couldn't help but feel their hearts pound with dread.

What kind of Secret Technique was this, that allowed one to be split apart yet not die? Only now did they understand the terror of being proclaimed 'first among the undying'.

"Cultivating such a Secret Technique is as difficult as ascending to the heavens. To master it at the Transcendent Body Realm... he truly is the greatest talent of all time. A pity..."

"Let's see how many times you can split!" Wang Peng roared, sending out rolling waves of power that tore up the surrounding earth.

Sensing that something was terribly wrong, he cast aside all restraint, preparing to use his full power to strike the boy dead on the spot!

'I refuse to believe you can reassemble yourself after I've blasted you into paste!'

Wang Peng's thoughts raced. In that instant, his right fist, carrying the combined force of dozens of Ninth Layer masters, appeared before the left half of Fang Can, ready to obliterate it.

Facing this immensely powerful punch, Fang Can's expression was as cold as frost as his body retreated slightly.

Then, as he lunged forward, Wang Peng's vision suddenly went black. His eyes were covered, and his right arm struck an extremely resilient piece of fabric.

'What the hell is this? Where did this guy get a strip of cloth?'

Bewildered, Wang Peng felt a twisting force on his arm. Then, as if it had a life of its own, the strip of cloth began coiling around him, snaking upward.

"Kasaya Demon Suppression Skill!"

Fang Can's expression was icy. At his mental command, the strip of cloth tightened around Wang Peng's arm like the toughest steel.

He lightly pinched the end of the fabric and gave it a flick. Without any visible effort, the strip writhed like a spirit serpent, generating a force of over ten tons and yanking Wang Peng's body into a flip.

Swept up by the immense power, Wang Peng's entire body was sent tumbling.

Tossed into mid-air with a bewildered look on his face, Wang Peng's body shuddered as he unleashed his Gang Qi, intending to shatter the fabric.

But before he could, the fabric, as if sensing his intent, withdrew on its own.

Wang Peng's vision cleared, and it was only then that he saw the fabric's true nature.

The sight horrified him so much that he was frozen in place, unable to react before his body slammed into the ground.

That so-called fabric was—

Skin!

A sheet of human skin!

Fang Can's own skin!

Inside the imperial court, the ministers gasped in unison, watching with wide eyes as Fang Can's skin transformed into a kasaya, coiling around Wang Peng's body like a writhing dragon.

As Wang Peng crashed into the dirt, Fang Can finally took two steps back.

The skeletal right hand, now nothing but bone and pink muscle, made a light beckoning gesture.

The sheet of skin in mid-air trembled and wrapped itself back around Fang Can's body. It didn't reattach, however, instead draping over his skeletal frame like a kasaya of white jade.

The Particle Burst Battle Body, as his core technique, allowed his cellular vibrations to achieve a state of fine control.

When combined with the Great Sun Undying Demon Body's ability to imbue flesh with consciousness, it allowed his detached body parts to move freely.

A Martial Artist's body is the best material, and the Kasaya Demon Suppression Skill, when performed with one's own skin, could engage enemies automatically without conscious effort.

"I'd like to see how you fight me now!"

Fang Can's tone was frigid. Even as he spoke, his cultivation of the Particle Burst Battle Body continued unabated.

At its current 5%+5% mastery, the Particle Burst Battle Body only allowed him to freely control his skin and flesh.

Next came his organs, brain, bones, spine...

'So what if he's at the First Turn? Does that mean he can't be beaten?'

'A battle is a contest of imagination. It all comes down to who has more tricks up their sleeve.'

'So what if you're a stat-freak?'

'As for me, Fang Can, I'm a specialist who thrives on high-skill plays. There's no guarantee I'll lose to you.'

The ground shattered. In an instant, Wang Peng shot upward. As his body flipped, he swung his right leg down from above like a giant axe.

The attack came like a clap of thunder, sending ripples through the air. Fang Can wasn't fast enough to dodge; he could only cross his arms to attempt a block.

CRACK!

With a sickening crack, even though Fang Can did his best to deflect and disperse the force, his right arm shattered. The kick broke it into pieces before severing the limb completely.

In the crater blasted into the earth, the lower half of Fang Can's right arm flew through the air as his body shot backward.

As he shot back, his small intestine suddenly snaked out, snatched the flying arm from the air, and yanked it back to be reattached.

Under the sun, Fang Can's right arm was a mangled mess. The point of reattachment was covered in a web of cracks and fractures.

The skin-kasaya then peeled off a section of itself to wrap around the break, holding it firmly in place.

He gently clenched his fist, suppressing the searing pain from the shattered bones. He nodded to himself. 'It'll have to do. I can just stick it back together with some glue after the fight.'

'What in the world is this monster?' Wang Peng's face was grim as he stared at the half-man before him. Even among Martial Artists, this thing was an absolute freak.

And while the right half of Fang Can dealt with the enemy, the left half opened its eyes.

[Particle Burst Battle Body]: 5%+5%→35%+5%

While his right side was busy fending off the enemy, his left side had already mastered the better part of the Cultivation Technique.

The next moment, Wang Peng heard a loud shout from behind him: "I'm here to help you!"𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ