Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 443

Chapter 443: 187. The Divine Calms Souls, Strong Enemies Arrive Together (8.0K Words - Major Chapter, Subscription Requested)_3

But the Netherworld Corpse Demon is obviously insulated from these causes and effects, so it can only attach without penetrating.

Song Yan observed for a while, then took out an ordinary Demon Beast Skin and completely wrapped it around the body of the Netherworld Corpse Demon. Then he took out a brush and carefully drew his own likeness on the skin.

Yet, only upon attempting this did he find that painting a high-level Divine Image was extremely difficult, even for himself.

After failing more than ten times, he finally succeeded.

Song Yan exhaled deeply, took two steps back, and continued to operate the "Divine Image Soul Calming Technique".

In an instant, causes and effects seeped out, fused into the Divine Image, and standardized the Demon Beast Skin, making it smooth and complete, revealing a plain-looking teenage form.

Song Yan looked at the teenager, and a thought crossed his mind.

Behind the teenager emerged a white-clothed Immortal, weaker than him, but functional nonetheless. This white-clothed Immortal immediately dissipated a disguising aura, making the teenager’s aura and Divine Soul aura become identical to Song Yan’s.

Only when the teenager became completely identical to him, standing face to face like a mirror reflection, did Song Yan finally burst into laughter.

The monster before him possessed both the Power of the Netherworld Corpse Demon and seventy to eighty percent of his own Power.

Although external items like "Changwang Melting Furnace, prayer beads" couldn’t be utilized, this monster was essentially like him having taken a step into the "Ancient Divine Infant Realm," his body Power directly increased by two levels. If complemented with magic like "One Step to Heaven," Song Yan could hardly imagine its real Power.

This is a clone whose Power surpasses his own, capable of instantly killing him face to face!

"Ha, hahaha!!"

Song Yan couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

"Demon Mother, aren’t you looking for me? Come and try."

However, he then looked down at Po Xu’s Sand Lotus within the Yin Mansion Sacrificial Array.

Po Xu’s Sand Lotus was connected with his Divine Sense...

Seemingly understanding his plight, this pitch-black, chilling Nether Tree retracted its roots, then suddenly coiled around Song Yan’s clone, reaching to its mouth. Song Yan’s clone automatically opened its mouth, and Po Xu’s Sand Lotus slid completely inside with a "swish".

Then, the roots extended out again, pulling the Array Plate and the Array Flag of the Yin Mansion Sacrificial Array, absorbing them completely into Song Yan’s clone’s belly.

At the moment the Sacrificial Array was put away, Song Yan expected a disaster, but none came.

The Netherworld Corpse Demon is also naturally a body insulated from the Netherworld’s Qi.

Po Xu’s Sand Lotus can now store the Netherworld’s Qi it generates within itself.

Song Yan looked at his Corpse Demon clone, feeling quite satisfied.

After thinking for a moment, he took out some Storage Bags and sent them into the Corpse Demon clone’s belly for future use, then placed a Ghost Mask on it.

After a stick of incense’s time...

The Corpse Demon Song Yan transformed into a streak of black light and left the cave entrance.

Song Yan himself was in no hurry, staying leisurely in the cave for several more days before packing up the Array, concealing his aura, and leaving the desolate mountain forest.

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In the blink of an eye, another month passed...

This day, Song Yan was clearing Wood Beasts in a region south of the West Extremity Ancient Country when an indescribable sense of crisis suddenly surfaced in his heart.

Song Yan did not hesitate, swiftly fleeing in the direction opposite to the danger, while controlling the Corpse Demon Song Yan to approach him.

A day later, he arrived at a border town where there were no more Celestial Calamity Beasts.

And upon further perception, the sense of crisis had vanished.

Song Yan’s expression slightly condensed as he fell into contemplation, murmuring to himself: ’The sense of crisis only appeared for a brief moment and then disappeared, now completely gone. Was I spotted by some terrifying Celestial Calamity Beast?’

For a moment, he felt uncertain and uneasy.

Though it was a fleeting moment, he didn’t take it lightly, as he hadn’t experienced such a sense of crisis since his "Formless Celestial Venerable" title was proclaimed.

At that moment, he heard a shout from nearby.

"Sir, would you like a bowl of wontons?"

He turned his head and saw a middle-aged man with a cheerful smile under a tarpaulin, tidying up bowls and chopsticks while smiling and asking him.

Song Yan glanced around, the aura of the mundane world rushed from all directions.

Previously, this border town had sparse population, but now it was bustling and crowded, filled with all sorts of bitter and pitiful people, along with turmoil. Only those with skills could conduct business here.