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Although Yan Xiaobao only needs one ability, he wants four people. If one of them asks the cultivator to divide their souls into two parts, then he may not use this ability. If possible, he does not want to weaken his soul. Split his soul and hurt himself before fighting the third prince. He is still worried that the third prince has a hidden protector, and if this protector is a saint, then Yan Xiaobao needs his full strength. He cannot let anyone hear the battle, so he needs to kill everyone silently and quickly.

Although Yan Xiaobao was busy thinking about what to do, he had put all the storage stones in his palm, and they had all disappeared into the box.

Suddenly, a golden light shone out from his palm, and four scrolls appeared. Before he sat down, he nodded in his palm to express gratitude. Mainly with the scroll, he focused entirely on the four scrolls he held in his hand.

The first ability is called soul   shaking     imprint. This spiritual mark can replicate a person's soul. This copy requires a stream of Wu Wei to move forward, and a body composed of countless precious materials where the soul copy is located. The body made of precious materials will move completely like the original body hoped, as long as it is powered by Wu Wei.

When a person completes using this technique, the forged body is forgotten because the pressure of the technique is not enough to destroy it, because it is formed from this precious material. One advantage of this skill is that people can always reuse the body after making another copy of the soul.

Seeing this ability, Yan Xiaobao was curious whether he should choose it. Sadly, the many precious materials it requires include many things he had never heard of before. They may be materials for the world God lives or travels, so Yan Xiaobao was forced to put it aside. Although this is a heavenly skill, he could not use it.

He sighed deeply, picked up the second volume and looked at the ability with a focused eye. It is called rebirth. It allows practitioners to divide their souls in half and create a perceived copy of themselves. While doing so greatly hurts a person's soul, they will eventually spend centuries nurturing their souls to return to normal. The way to heal a person's soul is usually to wait for the soul to heal itself. Although this method takes a lot of time, often hundreds of years. A little-known way is to consume the souls of others. It is unparalleled technology, but to consume the souls of others, thereby stealing their souls from the soul world, a crime that can be punished for the death of everyone on this plane; it is an offense to heaven.

As an expert in the Upper Dantian, it is not difficult to obtain illegal souls. However, the souls mainly come from the poorest people in the world. Before joining Yan Xiaobao, their lives were similar to those of Laos and Qiao. It was disgusting that these two people might have their souls gathered and sold. Not only did he pity these poor souls, but he also knew that their souls were so weak that they had little effect when consuming.

"This is not an option," Yan Xiaobao thought of himself when he looked at the rebirth ability again before putting the scroll aside.

The third ability is called the Soul Shadow Technology. It allows the person to copy their bodies. This institution is only instinctive, and it is mainly a fighting technique. Letting the body leave the palace is not an option, so Yan Xiaobao sighed, because he also put it aside.

There was only one ability left, Yan Xiaobao sighed deeply when he picked it up. The name of this ability is soulshakers   art. It is very similar to the first ability, obviously, it originated from it. It requires less wealth than the ability it is based on, but the moment the ability stops working, the body will collapse and the treasure will disappear forever.

Yan Xiaobao sighed and felt a headache. "Soulshaker     It doesn't matter if the art needs fewer treasures, because I don't have them to start. If I could choose, I would choose the first ability, but I don't have the treasures I need. I don't want to split my soul, the last skill is attack ability.

Thinking about a little bit Yan Xiaobao can only sigh again. The only ability he can use is to ask him to split his soul. "I think we can buy some souls and consume them. It's too late to save the poor soul, and I will join them in killing the terrible third prince. Yan Xiaobao argued, but he knew it would leave a bad smell in his mouth.

These souls are usually bought by the necromancer to increase the power of their soul shadows. The soul's shadows will consume weaker souls and thus become stronger.

"I might be able to help." Yan Xiaobao was shocked by the sudden statement. Before his consciousness entered his body and encountered the spirit, he immediately sat down and closed his eyes.

"Senior year, do you say you might be able to help me?" Yan Xiaobao looked at the soul in front of him with hope. "My old master used the soul-shaking spirit mark and created a body from the treasure needed. I still have this body, and it won't look like anyone until the technology is used." The spirit said. "You will be able to use the same body my old master uses." He continued to explain, with a gentle wave of his hand, a silver figure would appear in front of him.

This number is as big as Yan Xiaobao. It is formed by many priceless treasures, but the body itself seems to be made of some metal that shines like silver.

“What you need to do is add your soul mark to this number and then it will take your shape and obey your orders.” After saying this, the happy spirit continued to speak. “I wasn’t going to help you, but you gave me a lot of storage stones, so I’m willing. Be sure to take advantage of this benefit I’ve done for you.” He said, before he disappeared into the box again.

"You're very lucky this time." Lan Feng commented. "It seems we're almost ready to fight the Third Prince. "We need to do some preparation first." Yan Xiaobao sighed, thinking about what else they need to do. "Not to mention that I need to practice this soul   shaking     imprint. I need to learn how to move this new body as if it's mine. I've never experienced controlling two corpses at the same time, so I think it's time to become proficient.

Although Yan Xiaobao was excited and relieved, he was also very realistic. He understood that this was not easy. Therefore, he sat in the lotus position and once again explained his ability through the scroll.

Although Yan Xiaobao has read this ability many times, he still praises him when he closes his eyes. Deep in his heart, his consciousness appears near his Wuwei core, and after focusing his will on his soul, he manages to create his own thoughts.

This dungeon is composed of Wu Wei, controlled by Yan Xiaobao's consciousness and entered his Wuwei core. The dungeon slowly began to imitate his behavior. When he moved within the Wuwei core, the dungeon would move, and if he sat down, the dungeon would sit down.

Yan Xiaobao found that plagiarizing a person's soul was not a difficult task. Creating a copy of Wu Wei didn't require anything, just a little thought. Unfortunately, it turned out to be much more difficult to control a copy.

Yan Xiaobao easily imitates his true soul, but when he wants the dungeon to do something different from his true soul, the difficulty will soar. The dungeon is often not just completely still, and will not even respond to Yan Xiaobao's request.

Since there are many problems controlling this new soul, Yan Xiaobao can only imagine that he will control the trouble caused by the dungeon outside his body. As his hand waved casually, the dungeon dissipated to Wu Wei, who returned to his Wuwei core.

Opening his eyes, he stood up. When he took off his clothes, Yan Xiaobao sighed softly. "I have a long way to go before I control the copy." Yan Xiaobao complained to Lan Feng.'First I need to control the copy internally, and then I need to release the copy and let it enter the metal body. Then I need to learn how to control it inside the metal body.

"Okay, I think the only thing I can do is keep working hard," Yan Xiaobao decided.

As Yan Xiaobao spent all his time learning how to control the soul copy, these days passed one by one. No matter what day, he would spend time training this art.

These days soon turned into several months. Although Yan Xiaobao had been practicing for a long time, he had just learned how to completely control the soul copy in his heart.

'Finally!' Yan Xiaobao smiled and said, his lips spreading. "Now I can control the dungeon in my mind completely! Go to the next step.' When he waved his hand, he thought excitedly, causing a human-sized figure to appear in front of him. Close his eyes, he summoned a soul clone driven by Wu Wei again, but this time, he hoped to leave his body and merge with the clone in front of him.

Yan Xiaobao spent several months in training, during which time he did not focus on anything other than training. During his training, Wang Julong did his best to make sure no one interrupted him. Even Laos and Qiao were told that he was conducting closed-door training. Everyone didn't even realize what he was training or even what. However, after seeing how Yan Xiaobao focused, she knew it was very important.

It is not difficult to merge the soul copy with the character. The metal character almost attracted the soul, and the moment the soul copied into the metal it began to twist and rotate. Some of its outer bodies began to turn into his skin color, while other parts peeled off into his clothes. It seemed that after one minute, the metal shape seemed to be no longer formed of metal, but instead looked like a copy of Yan Xiaobao.

Although Yan Xiaobao was excited about being able to control the soul copy in the end, he fully realized that he would most likely have to start learning how to start from scratch, because the soul is outside of himself. He could only imagine that it would be more challenging to move it and control it.

Sighing, Yan Xiaobao closed his eyes and sat down again. Moving his own metal copy was actually not as difficult as he expected. Although it required more energy and Wuwei to control the metal body, the principles were still the same. This made Yan Xiaobao ecstatic because he realized that he could control the metal copy, although it quickly consumed a lot of energy.

Opening his eyes, the dungeon stopped in the room and moved. After a while, as the dungeon disappeared, Wuwei's strands dissipated in the air.

"There is another problem." He complained to Lan Feng. "I can't control the dungeon when I move, so there are two options. Either I hide my real body somewhere and leave the palace with the dungeon, or I wait to attack the third prince until I complete the training and can control the dungeon and my real body at the same time. What do you think is the best? Yan Xiaobao thought about Phoenix in his mind, but all he saw was the smile on Lan Feng's face. "It seems you have forgotten a very important thing," Lan Feng smiled. 'I'm still here. Let me take care of your body, and then you can control the dungeon. So that we can kill the prince as soon as possible.

When Yan Xiaobao heard his words, he was startled at first, and then smiled bitterly. Of course, Lan Feng had controlled his body many times and forgot about him, and Yan Xiaobao made a major mistake.

"Okay, then decide. We do that. I'm going to write a letter to the princess, asking the audience for a week. This should give us enough time to prepare.

"I need to visit Gao Yan again. I haven't participated in the past few months of my training, and it seems that Sha Yun has returned. I also need information about the Prince's skills. I don't believe there is no text on how he fights. He obviously has been trying to keep it silent, but even so, the rumors still have to spread. Yan Xiaobao pondered at the phoenix listening to him.

"Don't just think about it and do it," Lan Feng said with a smile, then sat in the lotus position to start farming. Yan Xiaobao nodded, and waved his hand, and the metal figure disappeared into the air. Although it seemed as if it disappeared without a trace, Yan Xiaobao knew that it was safely stored in the universe box.

"Okay, time to travel to the Black Lion," Yan Xiaobao said as he stood up and left the room. The whole building was quiet; everyone was busy doing their own thing, and no one paid attention to the Yan Xiaobao who slowly disappeared from the front door. Only the guards patrolling at the entrance noticed his departure, and both bowed respectfully to their masters.

Yan Xiaobao was not in a hurry today, so he didn't run to the roof. Instead, he walked as he walked. His attention went from one thing to another. The commuters yelled at their goods prices, the maids stood and chatted with their masters, and the boy running errands was just a small part of the daily activities he saw people perform. The city was filled with noise; people were everywhere, and everything was lively. For those who had been locked in for months, this vibrant performance was so exciting that Yan Xiaobao couldn't help but smile and look at him around.

Yan Xiaobao walked through the town and stopped here and there. He bought some food everywhere from different stalls. When he came back, most of it was Laos and Joe, but the rest was that he was eating on the way to the Black Lion.

The closer he approached the black lion, the fewer people he saw in the streets. When he arrived at the hotel, the roads were abandoned and many tall buildings were blocking the sun, causing the narrow streets to fall into darkness.

The hotel owner entered the hotel and now knew Yan Xiaobao as an important figure of Gao Yan. He no longer stared at the gray-haired young man; however, when customers walked up the stairs casually, they couldn't help staring at him.

Yan Xiaobao knocked on the door, walked towards Gao Yan's face with a smile on his face. He felt there was no need to explain why it had been so long since his last visit, because Gao Yan should have fully realized that he had undergone close-door training.

Looking at Gao Yan, Yan Xiaobao frowned. There was no smile on his face. After months of training, he was not happy to see his friends. It seems that some of the news that Yan Xiaobao had asked about before was not good news.

"Gao Yan," said Yan Xiaobao, and he placed himself on the chair in front of the table. "What's wrong?"

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Chapter completed!