Road
At this mont, the bones looked much sturdier, the forr self could easily crush them with a slap.
But now, wanting to break through the bottleneck and enter the First Realm, relying only on Bone Spirits was not enough.
If one wants to break through, according to system prompts, there are three paths.
One path is to strengthen the bones; Bone Spirits won’t cut it anymore, tal is needed, it can be refined into Steel Bones, and then the bottleneck at the Hundred Level will be broken in one go, entering the First Realm.
One path is Divine Techniques, comprehending Divine Techniques, this, is a bit fantastical, Small Knife has no idea how to comprehend them.
The last path is through other Spirit Bones, plunder the Bone Patterns’ Divine Techniques.
The souls born in this wilderness have a chance to have Innate Bone Patterns, these Bone Patterns are Divine Techniques, which can be plundered or comprehended.
Small Knife thought about it, naturally, he wouldn’t foolishly take the acquired Divine Techniques back to reality, forming Divine Techniques which could then not be removed.
But this Spirit Bone body doesn’t matter.
Thus, he began to roam around.
With the ga system, he could see the levels of those Spirit Bones from afar.
Naturally, he bullies the weak and fears the strong.
If not for worrying about causing trouble, because occasionally he could see cultivators flying through space, Small Knife would have just taken out a gun and started shooting.
Of course, the main reason is that these Bone Spirits have no wisdom, only instinct.
However, after killing quite a few Bone Spirits and dismantling the core Spirit Bones, no Innate Bone Patterns were found on them at all.
This made Small Knife realize that not every Bone Spirit has Innate Bone Patterns.
So he started roaming, searching for targets.
During this ti, he found quite a few humans and human villages.
These villages were filled with ordinary people, not even reaching the Hundred Level, but many of them had so Bone Magic techniques.
As a very rare Spirit Bone with intelligence, Small Knife easily avoided them or played dead, which allowed him to observe effortlessly.
He even got lucky once, when two First Realm Bone Spirits were fighting, he reaped the benefits.
As long as the core Spirit Bone is not shattered, the Bone Spirit is undying.
When Small Knife appeared tily, one Bone Spirit had already turned into shattered bones, and the other had most of its body shattered as well.
This allowed Small Knife to easily gain.
Holding two trembling Spirit Bones in his hand, filled with dense Bone Essence, Small Knife didn’t care.
What he cared about was the patterns on them.
After checking, they were all Divine Techniques, one Bone Spike Technique, one Bone Summoning Skill.
Both were trash.
Even though any of these could allow Small Knife to break into the First Realm, he understood that he could only integrate one Divine Technique.
It could be used to enhance his Spirit Bone Revival Skill, but clearly, he was not very satisfied with these two Divine Techniques.
So, Small Knife started roaming again.
Knowing that Bone Spirits capable of breaking into the First Realm must have Divine Techniques, he naturally set his eyes on them.
It’s not easy to pick up scraps.
But Small Knife casually took out so items and weapons from his Personal Space.
Of course, he was very careful and even so, easily killed a large number of Bone Spirits, acquiring various Divine Techniques, White Bone Armor, Bone Spear, Flying Bone, etc., quite interesting.
But mostly, he was not satisfied and didn’t plan for these to beco the Divine Techniques of this body.
Because Small Knife’s goal was not to beco a powerful Bone Spirit, only to be slain by soone and beco a trophy eventually.
Instead, he was pondering how to beco its disciple.
Demon Heaven, the only way out was to beco its disciple; facing it head-on, Small Knife naturally had no confidence.
He could only co up with another plan.
Damn it, after reincarnating, he ended up becoming a Bone Spirit monster, if only he were human.
As long as he were human, with Personal Space, naturally becoming a disciple or the like wouldn’t be a problem, even without a Spirit Root.
Once again, he saw a dozen or so young people in the distance, all ordinary humans, each holding Bone Weapons, though in teams, they remained wary of each other.
They belonged to the surrounding human villages, ones Small Knife had t nurous tis.
These young people were wary of each other; after all, it’s the Demon Sect, internal strife was not uncommon.
Small Knife deliberately avoided them.
He planned first to find suitable Spirit Bone Spiritual Patterns, at least with concealing effects, then attempt to contact these villages to see if there were any opportunities.
If not, he could use Personal Space to release other players, let them try to beco disciples of Demon Heaven, trading through player avatars was also possible.
Eventually, after a round, he discovered a battle ahead, with quite the intense scene, Small Knife stealthily approached.
By chance, it was still those dozen or so ordinary folks who were besieging a First Realm Bone Beast.
No? It was actually a Level 200?
Goodness.
The First Realm had already surpassed Hundred Level, and Level 200 was already the Peak of Qi Cultivation; once breaking through it would be Foundation Establishnt, these ordinary folks’ levels were not high, none had reached the First Realm, with only three at the Hundred Level.
However, they had quite rich combat experience.
Since he encountered it, Small Knife naturally planned to observe for later preparations.
These ordinary folks not only had strong lee abilities, each also had so Bone Magic, possibly Divine Techniques.
Seeing as nearly all were instant-cast, the likelihood of them being Divine Techniques was higher.
These ordinary folks fought fiercely, so continuously revived surrounding bones to form Bone Beasts as shields, though they were mostly one-hit knocks, but the victory lay in the continuous flow.
There were also long-range attacks with Bone Spikes, Bone Swords, and the like for harassnt.
They even sprinkled special powder on the Bone Beast’s body to erode its solid body.
Several Hundred Level human lee fighters wearing Bone Armor were the main force.
Of course, in Small Knife’s eyes, they were nothing much.
Each had strong power, but once hit, their Bone Armor shattered, even if not dead, they were severely injured.
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