Chapter 56: Mysterious Yin Hand, Yin Marrow Liquid (Please keep reading and vote!)

This technique was extraordinary. As it was unleashed, a massive amount of Yin-cold spiritual power gathered outside Su Qingshan's body, transforming into a grey-black hand as tall as a man, which lunged toward Wang Yu.

Not only did it mobilize the spiritual power within his body, but it also formed a certain resonance with the external spiritual power, allowing it to be driven and gathered, making its power even more formidable.

"A second-tier technique at the Small Success stage!"

"No wonder..."

His heart tightened. Wang Yu had no intention of taking the hit head-on; his Perfect stage Phantom Step was not something Su Qingshan could easily see through either.

Using the Mysterious Yin Hand, a single-target offensive technique, was actually a tactical error.

Sure enough.

After grabbing Wang Yu's phantom body and crushing it into a cluster of scattered spiritual power, Su Qingshan grew even more infuriated. Channeling his spiritual power with full force, he actually condensed another Mysterious Yin Hand.

Attached three feet beyond his knuckles, he struck from both left and right, shattering a large portion of Wang Yu's phantom bodies.

*Swish, swish, swish—*

Taking this opportunity, Wang Yu summoned the Nether Spirit Chains, which shot through the air. The rapidly extending chains tightly coiled around the two massive Mysterious Yin Hands, inch by inch.

The end of the chain was gripped in his left hand, which he whipped taut.

Su Qingshan was sent flying into the air, flipping mid-air to seek his target. With the iron chains as leverage, he immediately locked onto Wang Yu's true body, and a smirk curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you think the Mysterious Yin Hand can only be wielded within a few yards of your body? You are mistaken!"

The Mysterious Yin Hands, bound by the iron chains and closely integrated with Su Qingshan's arms, suddenly disconnected, and the taut chains went slack.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Yu was caught squarely by the Mysterious Yin Hand.

"Heh—"

With a thought, the grey-black hand that had completely gripped him squeezed hard. With a squelching sound, the Wang Yu that had been mistaken for the true body exploded into pieces.

At that moment.

A cold voice drifted down from above. Su Qingshan snapped his head up, only to see Wang Yu's left fist swelling by a full size, striking directly toward the crown of his head.

"Then do you think a phantom body cannot control the Nether Spirit Chains?"

*BOOM—*

To take a blow from a second-tier Corpse Arm with one's bare head was beyond "hard-headed" to describe. When the dust settled, only Wang Yu remained standing in place.

Where Su Qingshan had fallen, there was only half a person; his upper body had been driven completely into his abdomen and crushed into his pelvis—a truly wretched sight!

He was becoming increasingly proficient in the use of this left arm; the assistance it provided, especially its transcendent offensive capabilities, was deeply to his liking.

Any technique that reached the Perfection stage possessed power no less than that of its creator; horizontal deformation and certain modifications were entirely possible.

Ice Sword Technique, Ice Shield Technique, Ice Coffin Curse... and so on, all were possible; naturally, so was this Phantom Step.

After the battle ended, thanks to the effect of the Spirit Recovery Pill, his spiritual power remained overflowing, but the drain on Wang Yu's energy was not low, as he had to maintain intense concentration to search for various combat opportunities.

He discovered that he possessed an extraordinary talent for combat; various perfected techniques came to him naturally, and his flexible, adaptive use of them was incredibly seamless.

Su Qingshan's fame must have relied on this Mysterious Yin Hand; next, it was time to collect the spoils of war.

Four storage bags, two half-corpses—one was so mangled into minced meat it was unbearable to look at, and the other was broken into three segments with only the lower half remaining—none of which held much value.

Searching the storage bags with his divine sense, excluding miscellaneous items like bottles and jars, there were approximately five thousand spirit stones, most of which came from Su Qingshan.

Demonic cultivators were poor; even inner disciples did not keep many spirit stones, as most were exchanged for cultivation resources.

Among the contents were four high-grade magical tools, three mid-grade magical tools, some exquisitely styled furniture and decorations... and even some cloth made of spiritual silkworm silk.

Wang Yu couldn't help but show a strange expression, easily reminded of the Xu Estate.

"So, you actually raided his house. Tsk, tsk."

After a brief moment of reflection, Wang Yu took out one of the high-grade magical tools, which was shaped like an ice-blue longsword. This was Su Qingshan's "opportunistic" tool; like Wang Yu, he had joined Cold Blood Peak.

He also practiced ice-attribute cultivation methods, and this tool, named the [Ice Pattern Sword], possessed an effect similar to the integration of the Ice Sword Technique, making it most compatible with him. The other magical tools could be sold when the opportunity arose.

A Qi Refinement cultivator's divine sense was limited; generally, they could only control one magical tool at a time. The Nether Spirit Chains, the Bronze Bell, and this Ice Pattern Sword were more than enough.

He couldn't manage any more than that.

The two bouts of life-and-death struggle since arriving at Black Bone Mountain had greatly enriched Wang Yu's assets. Truly, "killing and looting brings golden belts"—it was indeed the grand, righteous path of demonic cultivators!

He continued to rummage through the storage bags, checking the items one by one from the clutter.

Wang Yu indeed found more gains, specifically treasures from Su Qingshan's storage bags.

One was a black jade bottle emitting a faint, Yin-cold aura; after inspecting it, Wang Yu showed a look of joy.

"A second-tier spiritual material, [Yin Marrow Liquid]."

This was one of the primary ingredients for refining the <Cold Dragon Pill>. This half-bottle was enough to be divided into three portions, making it a true unexpected windfall.

After storing it safely, Wang Yu looked at another item: several scattered pieces of brocade, which actually recorded the cultivation method for the Mysterious Yin Hand!

Amidst his confusion, Wang Yu flipped through them and realized that this was not a technique of the Inverse Spirit Blood Sect, but a second-tier high-grade technique of the [Yellow Spring Temple], one of the five sects of the Crimson Kite Demonic Domain.

This technique was extraordinary; it was a lower-level technique of the Yellow Spring Temple's inheritance, the [Yellow Spring Seal]. If one practiced this technique with the help of <Yin Marrow Liquid>, they would achieve twice the result with half the effort and would surely master it.

The missing half-bottle must have been used by Su Qingshan!

"But how could he have the primary inheritance of the Yellow Spring Temple? Su Qingshan... the subordinate recruited by True Disciple Su during the last outer sect competition... they both share the surname Su. Could there be some kind of connection?"

The more he thought, the more Wang Yu felt something was wrong.

In his view, Su Qingshan's combat skills were mediocre; if not for this Mysterious Yin Hand, it would be pure nonsense for a sixth-layer Qi Refinement cultivator to defeat an eighth-layer one.

Yet, the Yellow Spring Temple's signature technique was famous throughout the entire Crimson Kite Demonic Domain; there was no reason a sect deacon wouldn't recognize it.

Either a conspiracy was hidden within, or Su Qingshan had obtained this opportunity after the outer sect competition. As for being a spy from another sect, that was unlikely.

After all, involving core inheritances meant usually only the true disciples of each sect could learn them; giving one to a spy would be too extravagant, and they would be exposed immediately upon combat.

A headache!

After killing Xu Jiaojiao, Wang Yu had already offended Deacon Xu; if the deacon hadn't been detained by the Law Enforcement Hall, he would surely have come seeking revenge.

Actively dealing with Su Qingshan was also an attempt to distance himself, fearing that Su might report him to Deacon Xu. Now, it seemed he had instead invited even greater trouble. How could he not have a headache?!!

However, after inspecting the storage bags and finding a large number of luxurious, exquisite trinkets and furniture, he concluded that Su Qingshan had raided the Xu Estate while it was empty.

This meant he no longer had to worry about the matter of reporting him; in this way, even if Deacon Xu resolved his own troubles, it would be difficult for him to track Wang Yu down.

At this moment, he did not know that when Su Qingshan left to avoid disaster, he had specifically left a letter clarifying Wang Yu's involvement, intending for Wang Yu to take the fall.