Chapter 940 - 460: Rebirth of the Severed Arm

Chapter 940: Chapter 460: Rebirth of the Severed Arm

Under the moonlight, Diao was practicing the way of the Ancient Witch as usual.

In the past few days, while interacting with Inanna, Li Ang also had to endure her temptations.

However, aside from the first time which was a bit aggressive, the Ancient Witch Maiden only revealed her body contour under the moonlight and teased with her demeanor and words, without resorting to sensory decorations to intensify his senses.

Li Ang himself certainly wavered, but he didn’t understand where the bond between him and the maiden originated from.

"You will know."

When he tried asking, Diao’s answers became increasingly simple and abstract.

Yet every time she would show a struggling expression.

She wanted to say, but it was as if surpassing the limits of what words could express.

She believed Li Ang would surely know, as if he saw the ending.

Inanna fell asleep first, while Li Ang deliberated and outlined all the Spiritual Manipulation Techniques he had mastered over the years amid the night breeze of the Ancient World.

From the witch’s Spiritual Manipulation, Curse Runes, Spiritual Activation, Spiritual Force Field, Secret Technique—Tumult of Ten Thousand Spirits, etc., to the Spiritual Forger’s Speed Control, Body Manifestation, Apocalypse Device, Transcendent Treasure Vault, and the demon abilities entrusted to Arunak’s Divine Staff: Spell Stealing, Piercing Claw, Wheel of the Razor, Chaos Destruction, Spiritual Grasp.

He repeatedly perused them, Li Ang strengthened his cognition again and again, finally telling himself: Spiritual Manipulation is a skill that can be learned and controlled, no matter how profound, he has already glimpsed the path, even the Reversed Spirit Casting Technique, twisted into an ugly form by the Creator’s power, can be utilized.

On this basis, he confidently pressed the confirm button on the panel, accepting the Demon Power as part of himself.

Professional Points were rapidly extracted, the surrounding environment suddenly changed, and the view of the courtyard prepared by Zosia instantly blurred, Ten Thousand Spirits intervened.

A Spiritual Light emerged from nowhere, rapidly surged out clashing with the black mud suddenly appearing from the ground.

Otherworld Objects and All Spirits collided in the middle, bursting into pure light, this beam of light sliced across Arunak’s Divine Staff, disassembling it instantly.

The dissipating spirituality still existed, it rearranged, reconstructed in a way Li Ang couldn’t comprehend but could tell was Spirit Casting, Demon Dragon Bone was assimilated as the skeleton, strengthening the arm’s power, Spiritual Casting of flesh formed, the Creator’s power of exile descended, both sides were momentarily held against each other, eventually forming a stable shape.

This was an arm with somewhat a "sci-fi feel," no longer had the Crimson Thorn, only a crimson armor shell resembling keratin, upon careful inspection, or by those unaware, it might be mistaken for red tight armor.

This was already very close to Zosia’s Demon King form of an arm, constraining the powerful spirit casting force, simple and structured, simultaneously possessing a natural and industrial-like beauty only at the end of the upper arm was a spike streamlined like a sharp blade.

Li Ang could feel his connection with it, and since its appearance was no longer so "demonic," his doubts gradually dissipated.

With a thought, the floating arm moved with his will, suspended beside his left side, hiding the top would resemble it having grown as a third arm.

At this moment, Li Ang looked again at the curse, the Bloody Hand aimed at the curse anchor and grasped, the Six armed Demon’s Heterogeneous Spirituality was completely expelled, silently dissipating.

Is it over?

The psychological burden that had been there suddenly disappeared, Li Ang’s sense of liberation intensified dramatically, even forming a sense of emptiness.

He stood silently for a long time, until he felt himself breathing again, only then did everything become real.

Rubbing his forehead, Li Ang chuckled softly.

The impact was so great because it wasn’t just breaking shackles but also stepping across towards a new realm.

"Congratulations, Great Witch, for mastering the power of the world’s enemy as well." Diao said from the side.

She looked at Li Ang’s prosthetic hand position: "Now, you can guide the Healing Spell to let your broken arm regenerate."

Watching her intent to cast, Li Ang was surprised: "You can?"

With her level in the Excellence Realm, the Magic Power Level was enough to cast such a level of Healing Spell, the difficulty was in the cultivation aspect, generally Sky Knights believed maybe healers had to reach Tier 8 to achieve such a thing.

The maiden smiled with an expression, nodding.

"Then, I’ll trouble you."

This was a measure contemplated beforehand, Li Ang didn’t hesitate and immediately removed the prosthetic hand.

Diao adjusted her breathing, operated magic, communicated with All Spirits.

"All-pervading spirits, great beings transcending time and space, now, the victorious hero who restores balance is about to return, please cast your gaze upon him and grant the promised benevolence."

Li Ang felt her prayer was peculiar, what she spoke about was too lofty, but it wasn’t convenient to disturb the maiden seriously casting at this moment.

The brilliance of All Spirits manifested once again, this time, Li Ang’s vision swayed, suddenly everything seemed so familiar.

He recalled a moment during his cultivation in Zultin Marsh.

To enhance his witch level, he repeatedly read memories permitted to view Ancient Scrolls, memorized and learned Curse Runes, persistently experimented with casting...

Such life went on day after day, he became increasingly immersed, feeling the mystery within, easier and easier to deeply dive into it, totally focused.

Once, returning from his trance, he found himself covered in birds.

Except for birds, there were various beasts, they were all spirits wandering in the Otherworld neighboring the habitat of Ten Thousand Spirits in Zultin Marsh.

When Li Ang’s gaze met with All Spirits, his ability to perceive instantly transcended, no longer needing to use magic to pry spirituality, instead better sensing the spirit within all things.

Afterwards, he naturally developed the Secret Technique at that time—Tumult of Ten Thousand Spirits.

Although this move now seemed crude, but on the battlefield of Sky Knights rivalry, as a wide-range control skill, it was extremely useful.

This was a kind of recognized feeling, at this moment sensing it again, surrounding Li Ang, All Spirits from all directions appearing once more encircling him.

Birds carried berries, fish spit bubbles, deer gently licking, tigers carried bone meat... spirits materialized into specific forms, sent by them, gathered at the broken arm.

"Thank you all." Li Ang said.

All Spirits each glanced at him, turning back into the barrier beyond the Illusion Realm.

When the light subsided, the broken arm remained as before, no flesh grew.

"Your spirit has been completed, beginning ascension." Diao smiled.

Li Ang moved his arm, he could feel, indeed although a complete arm didn’t grow directly, the spirituality was perfected, while flesh is also growing, he already felt the itch and numbness.

"And thank you very much, Diao."

"It is what I should naturally do."

The maiden mystically finished speaking, pointed at the night: "Tomorrow is sure to be crucial, Ten Thousand Spirits have softly whispered to me, Great Witch, please rest well."

Li Ang nodded and separated from the maiden to their rooms.

When he awoke again, he suddenly found himself standing on a battlefield. The sound of slaughter plunged into his eardrums, a sharp blade chopped towards him, Li Ang quickly cast, using the Wind Spirit to form an Air Shield to block the attack.

The attacker’s move failed, glanced to the side, and turned to run.

Li Ang also turned to look, in that direction’s azure sky stood a massive Water Curtain, its expanse far exceeding any common Sky Island, like a micro-ocean suspended in the sky.

It seemed like a tsunami destroying everything, heading towards the place he stood.

Li Ang hadn’t figured out what was happening when a hand stretched from the side, pulling him rapidly into the sky, the chaotic battlefield below quickly faded away, he narrowly evaded the giant wave amidst the pull.

Looking up, what brought him away from the giant wave was Diao, yet somehow it felt different.