Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 94

Chapter 94: 83. Slave... Fearful (4.0K words - Please subscribe)

"The Changwang Tiger Race," truly the overlord of the Divine Soul World...

Even though the Fox Matriarch was a presence at the Middle Stage of the Crimson Palace Realm, and once a dominant force galloping through the Three Kingdoms, after it plunged into the "big mouth" of the "Changwang Tiger," it too became a fish in a barrel.

Though it was hung upside down, it writhed like a cat being pulled by its tail, frantically tearing at the black spots entwining its body.

But the black spots became more and more numerous.

Soon, it was tied up tightly.

It continued to struggle madly.

But as the entire fox was wrapped up like a dumpling, only the surface of the black spots rose and fell, like a weak girl futilely resisting with her tiny fists the size of bean paste buns.

The final scene was the hateful expression of the Fox Matriarch leaking through the gaps between the black spots, but then... another black spot covered even that hatred completely.

Song Yan was also secretly amazed. After digesting the "Changwang Tiger Blood" and locating the Central Palace, he understood many things.

For example, every stripe he saw on that variegated black shadow before could be considered a "Divine Soul Shackle." Once shackled by it, one would become a ghost under the command of the "Changwang Tiger."

In simpler terms, it’s equivalent to a "growing high-tier enhanced version of fanatic fans"...

These ghosts can help you "defend your home," with other uses still to be tried. What’s predictable is that there will be significant enhancement effects in various magical arts like "shadow puppets, paper figures, illusion techniques," but correspondingly... the essence blood brings almost zero improvement in "physical strength, physical attack," and so on.

Normally, one shackle is enough to bind a ghost, turning it into a vengeful ghost.

But the Fox Matriarch took dozens of shackles to be bound.

And still, it continued to struggle powerlessly.

In the blink of an eye, numerous thoughts flashed by...

Boom!

The Fox Matriarch’s body fell to the ground, but without a soul, it had already become a corpse.

Song Yan carefully searched inside the Matriarch’s embrace, found a storage ring, and tossed it into his embrace, then picked up the Matriarch’s body...

Upon seeing it, he discovered that the Matriarch’s body was riddled with wounds, especially on the left shoulder, which had a "black bruise spreading visibly to the naked eye," not knowing who left it during battle.

He had no way of dealing with the black bruise for the moment and didn’t want to touch it, so he tore off the Matriarch’s left arm and the wound with all his might, as if removing bad meat.

The black wound quickly spread, instantly covering the Matriarch’s left arm.

With a gust of wind, the left arm turned to ashes and scattered, leaving not a trace in this world.

Song Yan’s pupils narrowed, and he secretly rejoiced.

As time passed, more and more cultivators gathered.

The old man from the ferry was also found.

Faced with these god-like figures, the old man was both fearful and seemed to have found a rock to cling to, so he recounted everything he saw last night exactly as it was.

The cultivators listened to the old man’s description, looking at each other.

Fearsome tall demonic shadow," "battle like a natural disaster," "rainbow light heading west," and other such terms combined, giving them a sense of "though not at the scene, it’s as if witnessing what happened" déjà vu.

One communication stone after another lit up...

Within two days, Crimson Palace level cultivators from the Northern Land also rushed to this place...

Gu Huangzi and the elder landed and exchanged a glance.

"It’s the Fox Matriarch," the elder pondered, "as for that rainbow light heading west... though it’s hard to believe, it’s very likely Song Yan. Song Yan... actually escaped from the Fox Matriarch. This one, he hides many secrets."

Gu Huangzi snorted coldly, then said, "I will send disciples from the sect to search. The elder doesn’t mind, does he?"

The elder paused at these words, then said, "Your disciple went west, why are you searching in my Wu Kingdom?"

Gu Huangzi said, "Little tricks of diversionary tactics, even a three-year-old in our Puppet Sect would know how. Just because he went west, does that mean it’s west?"