Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 561

Chapter 561: 212. Ningxin Endures Humiliation, Profound Dragon Shadow Puppet (7.3K characters - long Chapter, please subscribe)

Tingsong Cliff Soul Threshold entrance.

Song Yan’s gaze turned cold.

"Do you think it’s over just because you say so?"

Bang!

He took a step forward and broke through the Soul Threshold entrance with a thunderous crash, pursuing closely.

The Formless Ancestor fled madly, his flesh and blood had already erupted into thick blood mist, igniting his Essence Blood, solely to escape from the pursuer behind him. Precious treasures, one after another, were tossed away as if they were worthless.

Overwhelming energy collided toward him in various forms, but Song Yan’s speed did not decrease. With a flick of his left hand, then his right, he deflected the many treasures aside, hurling them into the Tumor Realm Secret Realm, causing a great upheaval.

Amidst these "waves" mixed with attacks of cause and effect, profound Qi became turbulent. If a Purple Mansion junior were here, they would be as insignificant as ants caught in a tsunami.

But whenever this power touched Song Yan’s body, Little Celestial Dao Characters automatically appeared on his body’s surface, dispersing those attacks.

One man and one dragon, one chasing, one fleeing.

The escape was frantic; the pursuit was fierce.

During this pursuit, Song Yan’s thoughts momentarily drifted away. It reminded him of the time he first entered the Soul Threshold of the Devious King; each step was fraught with danger, each step like walking on thin ice, each step required a fight for life. Now, he had stepped to this level, and looking back, countless emotions surged in his heart.

But the heights that once needed to be looked up to were not carefree paradises either. Those who walk in darkness with a lantern seek the light, but the journey does not reveal the light to them. All they find is... increasingly more darkness.

Because of this, he wouldn’t let slip any opportunity to grow stronger, yet he needed to stay vigilant at all times.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~

Two beams of light rapidly pierced through the Soul Threshold.

The Formless Ancestor, seeing the relentless pursuit behind him, quickly pondered his options.

He could largely guess that Song Yan was likely some powerful entity reincarnated, possibly even an expert above level-4 Cultivation Profound Realm.

But from his impression, Song Yan was a lone fighter; otherwise, he wouldn’t have needed to rely on the Formless Ancient Race back then. As for the Mountain and Sea Demon Race or the Sea of Suffering Buddhist Sect, he didn’t seem to rely on them either. Vilampu chased him everywhere, the Nine-Child Demon Mother went mad trying to ensnare him...

The Formless Ancestor calculated in his mind: ’If it’s truly a battle of thoughts, I might not be weaker than him, but he possesses a physique as strong as a ghoul; in a true fight, my thoughts wouldn’t reach his Divine Soul before my body is blown apart.

But this Song Yan, being a lone wolf, regardless of strength, can still be suppressed by forces! I’m not alone; I have the Sea of Suffering Dragon Race behind me, so I will use the Dragon Race to crush him.’

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