Reborn Conceited Soldier

This piece of rag was what he had left behind after injuring the Hall Master of Lia Hall during his battle with her. Sikong Banyu had already predicted that this wouldn't be the first time he came into contact with this Nether Heaven, so he definitely would be able to use it in the future.    

    

This blood stain could be used as a blood medium. With blood as a medium, there were many things that could be displayed. That was why when cultivators fought, if they bled, they would immediately use their spiritual energy to evaporate it. They would never leave it for their opponents.    

    

Especially when facing unorthodox cultivators, it was the most taboo of all cultivators. This was because many of the techniques they grasped were extremely vicious and similarly impossible to guard against.    

    

Sikong Banyu was prepared to use this piece of Lia Hall Hall Master's blood stain to cast a technique called Spirit Plunder. Once this arcane spell was cast, the victim would usually not notice it at all. Only when the caster suddenly gave the order did the caster lose control of the body in an instant and act according to the caster's purpose.    

    

It was similar to stealing control of the opponent's body. After all, in a battle between cultivators, a moment of hesitation would cause one's body to disappear. And the instant control of his body was simply catastrophic. Imagine, when you were fighting your opponent, your body was instantly controlled by him.    

    

Forget about powerful cultivators, even ordinary people could determine the victor in one move. Although this Spirit Plunder technique was very powerful, it was very rarely used in the Vermillion Bird Continent. It was only used to spy on people. This was because the Spirit Plunder had a huge drawback. The caster's soul force had to be stronger than the one hit, otherwise they would not be able to control the opponent's body. Instead, they would lose a great deal of their soul force.    

    

The reason why Sikong Banyu chose this Spirit Plunder was because his soul force was much higher than the Hall Master of the Lia Hall. After all, he was once a cultivator's soul, so how could an ordinary person like Hall Master of the Lia Hall be comparable to him?    

    

He sat cross-legged on the bed with the bloodstained rag placed in front of him. He bit his finger and dripped a drop of his blood onto the rag. On the dried blood, he clenched his hands and chanted an incantation, as if he was a devout believer.    

    

However, as Sikong Banyu muttered, the blood on the rag in front of him started to change strangely. The drop of blood that he dropped was like a drop of water falling into a pan of oil. It caused the dried up blood to become restless and spread outwards.    

    

The location of the bloodstain on the rag was like Sikong Banyu's blood awakening. It slowly turned blood-red, as if it had just been dyed red by fresh blood. It flashed with a blood-red light that could captivate one's soul.    

    

While waiting for the blood to be completely awakened, Sikong Banyu put two of his middle fingers together and gently placed them about an inch away from the blood. He closed his eyes and slowly slid his fingers, as if pulled by some mysterious force, making his fingers slide towards a very regular direction.    

    

As Sikong Banyu moved his finger, the area covered by the blood started to slowly wiggle and gradually split into three pieces. The three pieces of blood continued to change and eventually formed three strange, blood-red symbols. They appeared extremely demonic.    

    

After doing all of this, Sikong Banyu's eyes suddenly opened. Two rays of golden light flashed from his eyes as he suddenly slapped his chest.    

    

"Puff …"    

    

He spat out a mouthful of blood and it landed on the three strange runes on the rag. Immediately, the three strange blood-colored runes began to stir restlessly like Wu Tie smelling blood. They first absorbed all of the blood that Sikong Banyu spat out, leaving nothing behind.    

    

"Blood from the heart as a guide, Spirit Plunder, condense …"    

    

Sikong Banyu shouted in his heart as he pointed at the rag. In an instant, the three strange symbols on the rag climbed up Sikong Banyu's finger like prey.    

    

"Ning …"    

    

Finally, Sikong Banyu's arm seemed to be completely blocked by a force. It slowly dimmed and turned into three tattoos that were imprinted on Sikong Banyu's arm.    

    

"Phew …" After doing all of this, Sikong Banyu let out a long breath. He looked down at the three Spirit Plunder on his arm that were glowing with a strange, blood-red light, and revealed a satisfied expression.    

    

"Although this Spirit Plunder is powerful, it is limited in the number of times. If I could learn the Slave Soul Seal, then I wouldn't have to spend so much effort."    

    

Even if one was able to use the Spirit Plunder, one could only use it three times. Every time he used it, it would cause a seal to shatter. This was under the premise of being able to use the Spirit Plunder, but the slave soul imprint was different.    

    

Enslavement Soul Seal was a vicious technique that permanently imprisoned the opponent. As long as the caster was not removed, even if the reincarnation of the reincarnation of the reincarnation of the enemy, the soul seal would follow closely behind. Even if it was a descendant of the victim, they would still be restricted by the slave soul imprint, which was why the slave soul imprint was notorious in the Vermillion Bird Continent. After all, it went against the heavens' will.    

    

However, there should be a very great limitation and prerequisite for such a terrifying arcane skill to be used. However, Sikong Banyu had only heard of such a terrifying spell. He had never seen it before and did not know how to cast it.    

    

"But it's better than nothing! With this Spirit Plunder technique, it will be more than enough. At that time, even if there are any strong experts in the Nether Heaven, with three chances to get the Hall Master of the Lia Hall to help, there won't be much to worry about. "    

    

With three chances, if he really met an extremely strong existence and couldn't grab hold of the opportunity, then he wouldn't be Sikong Banyu. He thought about the time when the Hall Master of the Lia Hall suddenly changed sides. He wondered what kind of expression those people from the Nether Heaven would have.    

    

Thinking about that, Sikong Banyu couldn't help but sneer.    

    

"Ah …" Suddenly, an extremely ear-piercing yell entered Sikong Banyu's ears.    

    

"Hmm? This sound... It's Zhongli Yun? " Sikong Banyu's expression changed. His room and Zhongli Yun's room were separated by a wall, so Sikong Banyu could clearly hear such a loud shout.    

    

"Not good... Could it be that someone from the Nether Heaven has come here in advance? " Thinking about that, Sikong Banyu jumped up from the bed and rushed out.