This technique was extraordinary. As it was cast, a large amount of Yin-cold spiritual power gathered around Su Qingshan's body, forming a grayish-black hand the size of a person, rushing towards Wang Yu.
It not only mobilized the spiritual power within his body but also created a certain resonance with the external spiritual energy, allowing him to gather and command it, making its power even greater.
"A second-grade spell at the Minor Achievement stage!"
"No wonder…"
His heart tightened. Wang Yu had no intention of taking it head-on. The Perfected Illusory Form Step was similarly not something Su Qingshan could easily see through.
Using the Mysterious Yin Hand, a single-target attack spell, was actually an inferior strategy.
Sure enough.
Grabbing one of Wang Yu's phantoms and crushing it into scattered spiritual power only infuriated Su Qingshan further. He unleashed his spiritual power波动 (fluctuations) fully, actually condensing another Mysterious Yin Hand.
Attached about three feet beyond his fists, he swung left and right, destroying a large number of Wang Yu's phantoms.
*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—*
Seizing this opportunity, Wang Yu summoned the Nether Spirit Iron Chains. They shot through the air, rapidly extending and tightly winding around the two Mysterious Yin Hands.
Gripping the end with his left hand, he pulled taut and swung.
Su Qingshan was lifted entirely into the air. Flipping mid-air to locate his enemy, with the iron chains as a guide, he immediately fixed his gaze on Wang Yu's true body, a smirk involuntarily curling his lips.
"You think the Mysterious Yin Hand can only be controlled within a few *zhang* of my body? You're wrong!"
The Mysterious Yin Hands, bound by the iron chains, were closely linked to Su Qingshan's arms, but at that moment, they suddenly detached. The taut chains slackened.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Yu was grasped squarely by the Mysterious Yin Hands.
"Heh—"
With a thought, the grayish-black hands clutching him tightened their grip. With a sickening *squish*, the figure identified as the true body scattered apart.
At that moment.
A cold, stern voice came from above. Su Qingshan sharply looked up to see Wang Yu's left fist, noticeably swollen, descending directly towards the crown of his head.
"Then you think a phantom can't control the Nether Spirit Iron Chains?"
*BOOM—*
Taking a direct hit from a second-grade Armored Corpse arm with his head... saying he had an iron head would be an understatement. When the dust settled, only Wang Yu remained standing firm.
Where Su Qingshan fell, only half a person remained. The upper body was completely driven down into the abdomen, compressed into the pelvic cavity—an utterly miserable sight!
He was becoming more and more adept at using this left arm. The assistance it provided, especially its transcendent offensive capability, was deeply satisfying.
Any spell that reached the Perfected stage possessed power not inferior to its creator's. Lateral transformations and certain modifications were entirely possible.
Ice Sword Technique, Ice Shield Technique, Ice Coffin Curse... and so on, all could be altered. The Illusory Form Step was naturally no exception.
After the battle, his spiritual power, aided by the Spirit Restoration Pill, was still full. But the mental exertion on Wang Yu was significant, requiring intense concentration to seek out various combat opportunities.
He realized he possessed an unusual talent for combat. He could effortlessly employ various Perfected spells, flexibly adapting their use with perfect synergy.
Su Qingshan's foundation for fame likely rested on this Mysterious Yin Hand. Next came collecting the spoils of war.
Four storage pouches, two and a half corpses. One was pulverized beyond recognition, another broken into three segments, leaving only a lower half. None held much value.
Using his spiritual sense to scan the storage pouches, aside from miscellaneous items like bottles and jars, there were roughly over five thousand spirit stones, most from Su Qingshan.
Demonic cultivators were often poor. Even inner disciples wouldn't keep too many spirit stones on hand, usually converting them into cultivation resources.
Among the items were four high-grade magical instruments, three mid-grade ones, some stylish furniture and decorations... even some cloth made from spiritual silk.
Wang Yu couldn't help but show a strange expression, easily联想到 (associating it with) the Xu residence.
"So you looted their home. Tsk tsk."
Sighing briefly, Wang Yu took out one of the high-grade magical instruments, the ice-blue longsword. This was Su Qingshan's favored instrument. Like Wang Yu, he had joined the Coldblood Peak.
He also cultivated an ice-attribute technique. This instrument was named [Frostveil Sword] and possessed an effect similar to the combined Ice Sword Technique, making it highly compatible with him. The other instruments could be sold off later.
Qi Refining cultivators had limited spiritual sense, typically only able to control one magical instrument at a time. The Nether Spirit Iron Chains, the Bronze Bell, plus this Frostveil Sword were completely sufficient.
Any more, and he wouldn't be able to wield them effectively.
These two life-and-death battles since arriving at Profound Bone Mountain had greatly enriched Wang Yu's assets. *Killing, arson, a golden belt*—truly the demonic path's righteous and proper way!
He continued searching through the storage pouches, inspecting the miscellaneous items one by one.
And he truly found more gains, again from Su Qingshan's pouch.
One was a black jade vial emitting a faint Yin-cold aura. Examining it, Wang Yu's face lit up with joy.
"Second-grade spiritual material, [Yin Marrow Liquid]."
This material was one of the main ingredients for refining the 〈Frost Python Pill〉. This half vial was enough for three portions—a truly unexpected delight.
After carefully storing it, Wang Yu looked at another item: several scattered pieces of brocade. What was recorded on them was actually the cultivation method for the Mysterious Yin Hand!
Puzzled, Wang Yu skimmed through them and understood. This technique did not belong to the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect but was a second-grade high-grade technique from [Yellow Spring Temple], one of the five sects of the Crimson Kite Demon Domain.
This technique was extraordinary; it was a subordinate technique of the Yellow Spring Temple's inheritance, [Yellow Spring Seal]. If one had the assistance of 〈Yin Marrow Liquid〉 while cultivating this technique, it would double the results with half the effort, ensuring successful entry.
The missing half vial must have been used by Su Qingshan!
"But how did he get a core inheritance of the Yellow Spring Temple? Su Qingshan... a subordinate recruited by True Disciple Su during the last outer sect competition... Both share the surname Su. Could there be some connection?"
The more he thought about it, the more problematic it seemed.
In his view, Su Qingshan's combat skills were average. If not for the Mysterious Yin Hand, the idea of him defeating an eighth-level opponent while at the sixth level was pure nonsense.
But the renowned technique of the Yellow Spring Temple was famous throughout the Crimson Kite Demon Domain. The sect's stewards had no reason not to recognize it.
This either concealed a阴谋 (conspiracy), or Su Qingshan obtained this opportunity after the outer sect competition. The possibility of him being a spy from another sect was unlikely.
After all, core inheritances were generally only taught to a sect's True Disciples. Giving one generously to a spy would be too extravagant. Moreover, using it in combat would expose him instantly.
Headache!
After killing Xu Jiaojiao, Wang Yu had already offended Steward Xu. If the steward weren't detained by the Enforcement Hall, he would surely have come for revenge.
Actively eliminating Su Qingshan was also meant to distance himself, fearing he might inform Steward Xu. Now, it seemed he had invited even greater trouble. How could this not give him a headache?!
However, after inspecting his storage pouch and finding a large number of luxurious, exquisite small objects and furniture, he concluded that Su Qingshan had taken advantage of the Xu residence's emptiness to loot it.
This actually alleviated the worry about him informing Steward Xu. This way, even if Steward Xu resolved his troubles, it would be difficult for him to pinpoint Wang Yu.
At this moment, he was unaware that when Su Qingshan left to lay low, he had specifically left a letter detailing Wang Yu's involvement, intending to make him the scapegoat.
**(End of Chapter)**