He looked at the scroll more than ten tis; there was no ntion of anything related to his death knight except for its na.
That technique was used to hurt the soul of the opponent and infect its soul with death aura. The only problem is that it needed a long-range weapon to be used.
It was launched from a distance to create a wave that hit the enemy and affect his soul. Ibro began to clear his mind in preparation to start learning this technique.
This technique's picture was a wave of energy in the shape of a big long thin arch. He thought it was like the shape of a scythe from far. After he cleared his mind he began to form that energy wave inside his dantian.
At first, everything went as usual. He started to form a hollow shape of that image in his head. He just needed to collect enough energy to take the final form.
At this mont, a sudden surge of energy erupted from his mind. This energy moved as fast as flash towards his dantian and then it rged with the embryo of his technique.
Ibro was surprised and that caused him to hesitate. He didn't understand what was going on here. He knew that his mind energy, which was Intelligence stat at the gas, had no equal in this world.
This energy was alien to this cultivation based world. Ibro decided not to stop this experint and continued to gather his spiritual energy. A strange unique mix had begun to take shape inside his dantian.
This was the first ti he used this Intelligence energy mixed with his spiritual energy. At once, that plain looking wave of energy that was drawn in the scroll had miraculously changed.
It began to take different shapes. It began to expand and shrink like it was breathing. Ibro tried to feel this energy with his mind, to be shocked. This was no ordinary energy at all.
He felt so intelligence in it like it was real life. He also felt it hunger for more. He suddenly got an idea. He started to repeat the process at the other nebulas.
The sa process was repeated at his other trials. The only change was that each wave of energy had taken a different shape than the other. All of them were arched but with slight differences that made them unique.
One was taller than the other. One was thicker than the other. One had spikes shaped needles, and so on. Ibro was feeling a strange excitation inside him as he was forming these energies.
He didn't know why, but this felt very familiar to him. It felt like being ho. He couldn't explain his deep excitent but he knew it was real. That made him hold more expectations over this technique.
What secret did it hide? Once he finished the eleven's arch, he looked at them in anticipation. As he expected, a sort of synchronization occurred between all of them.
That was exactly like what happened to his previous techniques. What was new was that each arch had left its nebula and started to rotate side by side forming a small circle.
Strangely, each arch was fitted to be attached to another arch-like lock and key. Once that circle was ford inside his dantian, they began to rotate slowly.
Ibro tried to sense them but to his surprise, his mind couldn't get near them even an inch. He couldn't know what was going on to them.
Second by second passed and the speed of their rotation increased till he couldn't differentiate between any of them. They started to emanate dark light gradually.
That light was like a thick fog that began to shield the presence of these arches inside it. once the fog covered the whole circle, Ibro felt deep shock in him accompanied by a deep muffled voice:
'Death Dao.'
Ibro felt like so sort of a spell was activated on him. His body shivered and he heard the sound of sothing breaking deep in his soul.
He felt a sudden surge of power coming from that foggy circle accompanied by a lot of info. This info wasn't directed at his mind, it went directly to his soul and blended with it.
He felt an unexplained ecstasy from his soul. It was like a father had finally found his long lost son. His soul beca more complete like a missing part had been added to it. He felt like he got fixed sohow.
Suddenly, his chain of thoughts began to change in a strange sudden imposing manner. Everything he held in his mind had gone through a magical transformation.
The most essential transformation happened to him was his knowledge about a certain type of cultivation called: death sorcerers.
The strangest thing ever was the resonance he felt between this info and his info about the universe cultivation way. When he thought about both of them at the sa ti, they miraculously rged together.
With that rge, a new cultivation was ford. Inside his dantian, this fog extended towards his nebulas and rged with them.
Each nebula started to transform to beco a fog nebula which started to replace all the spiritual energy inside it with this strange fog until all his ridians had been full of this fog.
Then his ridians began to transform too. They began to be bigger, thicker and sturdier. His loci transford too. They began to widen and deepen.
Once these changes all ended, Ibro's mind got a blowing like effect. Much knowledge had appeared and interpreted with his old mories. His personality had slightly changed as well.
The final rge between the two technique ways had ended, and a brand new technique had appeared.
Ibro opened his eyes gradually and a flash of dark light appeared in a mont in both of them. He looked around him before muttering:
"I feel I have gained soone else life experience. I can't sort the new mories out from my old ones, but I feel like all of them are mine."
He then took a deep breath before he closed his eyes again. He began to check that newly ford cultivation technique.
'Necromancer cultivation way: unique cultivation way for cultivator Ibro. It has a completely separated set of techniques that are integrated into the system. To unlock any technique, cultivator Ibro needs to kill more.
Supre cultivation way so any technique can be used after being modified.'
Ibro looked at this description without feeling any strange. He felt as if it was very logical to happen. He then checked carelessly his dantian.
His dantian has transford from the initial amazing galaxy like dantian into space full of black holes. He felt these holes emanating that gray thick fog that was now filling all his dantian, ridians and loci.
He looked simply at his dantian without feeling anything in him. He then opened his eyes and began to contemplate deeply about his past self. after so ti he murmured in a disappointnt:
"Oh poor Ibro, you got yourself a lot of troubles for no benefit at all."
He then sighed and turned his head down in obvious regret. His new self now was more mature and decisive than before.
If he had returned back in ti, he would definitely change a lot of actions he took and decisions he made. He didn't feel any surprise for that, as far as he knew now his own self got one missing part.
There were still many missing parts that were scattered out there in the whole universe. He knew his mission was to try hard to find them.
"System, tell how much I need to unlock my first technique?"
"Welco back sir, I missed you."
"Stop fooling around and just tell ."
"You need to kill 100 persons or monsters to unlock your first technique. You also have a death knight summon who reached grade 5."
"I know that already."
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