Chapter 463 - 279: Nether Void Demon Beast, Metamorphosis Again

Chapter 463: Chapter 279: Nether Void Demon Beast, Metamorphosis Again

By this point, Mo Zhaoli had already activated the Talisman Plate in her hand. Twelve Tier Two Talismans shot out, spinning through the air. Their auras linked, constructing a small Wood Element Talisman Array that ensnared the female bear with dragon-like vines.

She was clearly at the end of her rope.

WHOOSH!

The Black Seal Platform led the charge, and Lin Changheng instantly joined the attack.

"Brother Lin!"

Mo Zhaoli’s face was pale; she was clearly no match for the beast. The moment she saw Lin Changheng, her Divine Sense shot out. When she saw that the male bear was already dead, a look of profound and pleasant surprise lit up her features.

After that, things were simple.

Amid a cacophony of booming impacts and the female bear’s roars, dust plumed into the air. Then, everything fell silent.

When the dust settled, it revealed a deep crater that had clearly been blasted into the earth. The ground at its edge was fractured, with cracks spreading outward like a spiderweb.

In the center of the crater lay the female Thick Earth Violent Bear, its body half-sunken into the ground. A large, gory hole was visible on its torso, a mangled mess of flesh and blood. The wound’s ragged, indistinct edges were clear evidence of repeated attacks from multiple sources.

Demon Blood gushed out unstoppably, like a crimson spring, seeping into the crater and staining the earth. It was clearly no longer breathing—as dead as dead could be.

A figure in green robes was now crouched before the corpse, struggling to carve it up with some awkwardness.

Essence Blood, Demon Core, thick hide, Demon Flesh, Bear Paws...

He was attempting to separate the parts.

"Brother Lin."

Mo Zhaoli appeared, standing at the crater’s edge and looking down.

"Are you finished already?"

Lin Changheng wiped the sweat from his brow and asked in surprise. Mo Zhaoli had been harvesting the corpse of the male bear, which was a third larger, yet she had finished before him.

"All done."

Mo Zhaoli said with a charming smile, brandishing the bulging Storage Bag in her hand.

"Harvesting Demon Beast Materials is a real skill," Lin Changheng remarked, clicking his tongue in amazement.

’No wonder they told stories of master butchers back in my past life. They weren’t exaggerating.’

"Here, let me. Brother Lin, your hands are for Alchemy. You’ve never had to do this sort of thing before, so it’s only natural you’d be a little clumsy. It’s no big deal."

Mo Zhaoli floated down, taking the Spiritual Flying Sword from Lin Changheng’s hand with a beaming smile.

"Alright."

Lin Changheng didn’t try to act tough. He climbed out of the crater and watched Mo Zhaoli work. Her movements were as fluid as a master calligrapher’s, and he couldn’t help but look on with admiration.

After casting a few Cleaning Skills on himself, an idea struck Lin Changheng. He headed back to the female bear’s den to see if there was anything else to be found.

All he found were a few Residual Roots; the main parts of the plants had likely been eaten by the two Thick Earth Violent Bears.

Operating on the principle of not leaving empty-handed, Lin Changheng dug up the roots and took them with him anyway.

...

「That night.」

The two of them took stock of their progress and made projections for the mission.

If there were no surprises, they figured they could clear out the Demon Beasts and set up the required Array Bases in another five or six days, thus completing their mission.

Their gains over the past few days had indeed been substantial.

They had obtained a good number of Spiritual Materials and Spirit Grasses.

Although there was nothing among them as exceptionally rare and valuable to Lin Changheng as the Molten Fire Crystal, it was still a decent haul and amounted to a wealth of resources.

In addition, there were the sixteen portions of Thick Earth Violent Bear Essence Blood they had just obtained.

The two sat cross-legged and entered a state of Meditation.

Lin Changheng appeared to be meditating, but he had actually hidden his hand inside his sleeve. His fingers dipped into a Jade Bottle, silently absorbing its contents.

’Best to put something with such immediate effects to use right away. Then I can rest easy.’

As he absorbed it, the Primordial Cauldron in his sea of consciousness trembled, pulsing with a glow of intermingling blue-green and yellow.

An illusory True Core began to solidify and take form. On its surface, the image of a giant turtle standing firmly upon the earth appeared.

[Black Armored Turtle Treasure Seed·Fifth Layer]

[Spirit Stealing: 100/100]

[Metamorphosis: 10/10]

...

[Essence Blood Full, Metamorphosis Success!]

[Black-Armored Earth Turtle True Core: Supreme]

[Can Refine into Demon Beast Bloodline Ancestor Demon Technique: Earth Control]

’Refine into.’

A True Core the size of an adult’s fist materialized. At Lin Changheng’s command, it floated down into his Divine Soul and then entered his body.

"Hah..."

Lin Changheng couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

He could feel that his Divine Sense had changed once again.

Lin Changheng immediately spread his Divine Sense outward, pushing it to its absolute limit.

Although the range of one’s Divine Sense was restricted in the Wilderness, he could still make a rough estimate based on the degree of compression.

Four hundred eighty zhang!

Compared to the three-hundred-zhang range of a typical Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator, his had increased by one hundred and eighty zhang.

This was the soul-cleansing, sense-enhancing effect of all the Treasure Seed Spirit Stealing and Metamorphosis he had undergone in recent years.

Furthermore, it seemed the stronger the Demon Beast bloodline, the greater the effect, and the Utility of Metamorphosis surpassed that of Spirit Stealing.

It was just that this Utility was difficult to quantify, and he was unable to perceive the deeper, underlying reasons for it.

’This feels great!’

This feeling of steady progress, of hard work paying off, was just too satisfying.

Lin Changheng estimated that at this rate, he might actually possess a Divine Sense comparable to a Fake Core Cultivator’s before he even reached the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment.

One head start leads to another. On this perilous journey of Cultivation, seizing the initiative was of the utmost importance.