Chapter 163 Hunting down the Windtalkers
Wang Yao naturally would not stay here for long. His thoughts were constantly diverging. Taking the soul poison suffered by the Wind Whisperer as a mark, he chased after him and cut the grass at its roots.
Although the Wind Whisperer changed his body, he did not get rid of the soul poison of Wang Yao, and it still took root deep in his soul. After using the martial arts skill of "borrowing a body to revive the soul", there will be a period of weakness. Wang Yao must catch it no matter what.
Moreover, as a grandmaster, he is extremely sensitive to the aura of those at the same level, just like a bright flame in the dark night, dazzling and extremely hot.
Every grandmaster has his own unique spiritual will, just like the king of a jungle, with his own territory, and it is very obvious where he goes.
However, since the grand masters have the ability to achieve unity between man and nature and are close to the heaven and earth, they can use their own spirit to cover up their own spiritual fluctuations or aura.
Therefore, without specific means, it is difficult for a grandmaster with shallow skills to find those veteran grandmasters. In the grandmaster level, the longer one exists in this world, the more advantageous the grandmaster will become.
If you can first discover the traces of another grandmaster's existence, you can analyze more of his skills and the strength of his mental will based on these traces, and thus gain more advantages.
Although Wang Yao is just an infant who has just broken through to the grandmaster level, the poison in Wang Yao's soul is extremely effective. No one else in this world knows that there is such a magical power in martial arts.
However, he is not an infant in the use of spiritual will. Although there is no spiritual consciousness in this world, after a warrior is promoted to a grandmaster, he already possesses spiritual will comparable to spiritual consciousness. Therefore, in this aspect of spiritual will, Wang Yao can be regarded as a master. Moreover, he is not weak in high-end combat skills. After all, he comes from the official forces of immortal cultivation.
After becoming a grandmaster, Wang Yao was not arrogant, but he felt too weak. The grandmasters in this world were not on the same starting line as him.
Wang Yao took off with the wind. He was already used to flying and didn't feel anything. After following the mark of the soul poison for an unknown amount of time, Wang Yao stopped flying and slowly landed.
Before me stretched a boundless sea of lush green, densely packed with trees, obscuring my view. Entering the forest, towering trees appeared one after another. Leaving the forest, the lakeside path was lined with peach trees every three steps and willow trees every five steps, a truly enchanting sight. Looking out, the vast green forest, like a vast ocean, stretched into one continuous expanse. The trees grew lushly, exuding a soothing coolness. Sunlight, like strands of golden sand, filtered through the layers of branches and leaves, scattering onto the grass.
In the dense forest, the sky was cut into strands of blue silk by the branches of tall trees, and mottled spots of light scattered down, blinking mysteriously as the leaves swayed.
The lush, verdant treetops in the forest, one after another, are as old as time and as young as spring. Entering the forest is like jumping into a green ocean, and being immediately swallowed up by it. Under the azure sky, it appears solemn, dignified, and magnificent.
Wang Yao casually blew off a maple leaf, then stood on the treetop and said with a smile, "Windtalker, we meet again. Did you know I was coming?"
"I didn't expect you to be the first one to follow me. I pride myself on my unparalleled agility and exceptional speed. Even that old immortal from the palace had trouble tracking me. I knocked him out long ago. How did you manage to catch up with me?"
The Windtalker is full of doubts, and his voice is as erratic as the wind. If an uninformed master comes to this area, he will be confused by his voice and his mind and soul will be destroyed.
His voice seemed to contain some spiritual power, trying to break through Wang Yao's mental defense. This was a talent that the Wind Whisperer had since childhood.
The Wind Whisperer's action was not intended to harm Wang Yao, but was just his natural instinct. His talent could confuse people, so it was not aimed at Wang Yao. The surrounding birds were all intoxicated and surrounded the Wind Whisperer.
Wang Yao smiled calmly, looked at the Wind Whisperer with amusement, and said, "Haven't you long felt that there was something wrong with your soul? That's right, there is a problem. Even though you entered the Grandmaster stage many years earlier than me and your skills are more profound than mine, your combat ability in this martial arts supernatural power may not be as good as mine!"
As Wang Yao's words came softly, the Wind Talker's face changed drastically. He had long discovered that something was wrong with his body. Years of vigilance had allowed him to activate his martial arts skills and change his body at the first opportunity. He did not expect that the hidden danger still existed, which made the Wind Talker very puzzled.
Now he realized that the problem was with his soul, otherwise how could he not find the cause. At the Grandmaster level, he knew his body very well, and any hidden injury or hidden danger in any part of his body would be solved immediately.
What's more, he is a grandmaster, with sharp eyes and can see the smallest details without missing a thing. How could he lose control of his body? But he couldn't find the place where his spiritual perception indicated, and almost thought that his spiritual perception was wrong.
"The poison of the soul cannot be gotten rid of by abandoning your original body. You can only deal with it if you find the poison I poisoned you. What should you do now that you can't find it?" Wang Yao saw the Wind Whisperer's purple face changing wildly and knew that he was using his mental power to frantically search for his hidden dangers.
"Explode!" Wang Yao's eyes suddenly turned cold and he took the lead in attacking.
The Wind Talker felt it immediately. Waves of intense pain came from an unknown place. Even with his powerful mental power scanning his entire body, he could not find the existence of his soul. This was not something that this martial arts world could understand. No one in this world had ever studied the soul.
They all respect martial arts and have been training their physical strength and martial arts since childhood. Only in this way can they gain a foothold in the world. How can they think about such profound questions as the existence of the soul?
As the soul poison erupted, Wang Yao added in his mind that unless he could find a big shot above the Jindan level in the Tianyuan World or other immortal cultivation civilizations, he could suppress and expel the soul poison for him, otherwise he would just wait to die.
"Regarding the soul, I didn't expect that what we have ignored for thousands of years has been thoroughly understood by Nine-Head. The soul poison is difficult to deal with. As expected, every Grandmaster is not a pushover. Even though Nine-Head has just been promoted to Grandmaster, he is still a tough guy."
But Windtalker is not a man who sits and waits for death. Even if he is going to die, he will still take off a layer of skin from the other party, not to mention that there is still a way now.
The look in his eyes beneath the mysterious mask became extremely dangerous. With his immense willpower, he suppressed the pain from the soul poison, allowing it to tear at his soul bit by bit. He then angrily said, "But I still want to give it a try. If I eliminate you, the source, the soul poison should disappear. After all, it's also the product of martial arts magic!"
Wang Yao's heart skipped a beat, and his face turned serious in an instant. That's right, this Wind Whisperer was indeed the master behind Bai Xiaosheng. He controlled countless secret information and had studied the characteristics of martial arts to the extreme. At this moment, he immediately grasped the most important contradiction, which was that once Wang Yao died, the soul poison would no longer be active without anyone activating and controlling it, but would continue to lurk, and would no longer be harmful to him.
"Actually... there's no need for us to fight to the death... why not make a deal?"
Wang Yao's eyes rolled, and he offered a suggestion: "How about you teach me your martial arts ability of borrowing a body to revive a soul, and I will help you remove the toxins in your soul? You must be feeling bad now. Look at your forehead, the pain is so severe that cold sweat has broken out. Don't force yourself to endure it."
The Wind Whisperer was speechless. You have seen all this. I am really speechless. You want my martial arts skills.
As a great master warrior, he has seen a lot and knows a lot thanks to his information channels all over the world. Some are mysterious, some are humorous, and some are angry. Their temperaments are natural.
But they were fighting each other to the death and tit-for-tat in the previous second, and in the next second they were talking about a deal. Such a shameless grandmaster who had no manners at all, Wind Whisperer had never seen such a thing in his life. For the first time, he felt that living too long was not good, as it was easy to be disgusted by people like Bian Jiu.
To be honest, the idea of exchanging a martial arts skill that Bian Jiu had a high probability of not being able to learn for his own safety was a deal that made Wind Talker really tempted for a moment.
But could Bian Jiu really be so kind and well-intentioned? He'd chased me all the way here, so how could he let me go? Impossible. So, having figured it out, Wind Whisperer's tone turned icy the next moment: "I fully approve of your deal, but words are not enough. You can't get something for nothing. What if I pass on the body-borrowing resurrection technique to you, but you don't detoxify me? So, how about you show your sincerity first and kill a few masters of the Wubu Division in exchange for my martial arts skills?"
"Haha, you're all old foxes, after all. Alas, if we can't reach an agreement through negotiation, we'll have to fight. In that case, I'll beat you to death and find your martial arts skills from within your soul. Whether you learn or not is my business, but whether you show them to me or not is yours!"
Wang Yao sighed, as if expressing regret. Was he feeling sorry for Wind Whisperer? Furthermore, Wang Yao's words seemed like a joke, yet they were filled with sarcasm.
"Reincarnation through Borrowing a Body" is such a despicable but useful magical power. If Wang Yao can't find it on the Wind Whisperer, he will plan to slaughter Bai Xiaosheng's force. Who told your boss not to do what he wants?
The Wind Whisperer didn't say anything else. If Wang Yao could see through the mask, he would find that the expression of this grandmaster had become extremely solemn.
In fact, after condensing their martial arts powers, grandmasters rarely fight with each other because it is difficult to tell who is stronger.
Even if there is a fight in which one side is defeated, it is very easy to escape.
Even if there is a huge disparity in strength, if one side wants to kill someone, it will have to pay a very heavy price.
Even at the Grandmaster level, there wouldn't be too many conflicts unless it was a war to annihilate a family or revenge for the murder of one's father. The wars in the martial arts world were often concentrated below the Grandmaster level.
Just look at the recent large-scale war to annihilate the Demon Sect. It was not easy for the imperial court to destroy the Demon Sect. Although this time the imperial court actually killed dozens of the Demon Sect's masters and destroyed the Demon Sect's headquarters.
However, the imperial court suffered heavy losses. Nearly ten masters died of their injuries in the last stand of the Demon Sect master, and nearly twenty masters were injured ranging from seriously to slightly.
If Wang Yao had not personally intervened and used his poisonous hands to help on the front line, the losses suffered by the righteous forces in the imperial court would have certainly been even greater.
Even Yan Wu, whom Wang Yao cared the most about, was slightly injured after being killed together with an elder of the Demon Sect and being beaten with crazy tactics.
In addition, the Sword Master, the leader of Jianmen, retired due to his serious injury, and repaid all the favors. It can be said that the court lost a hidden grandmaster-level combat power in the years to come.
Therefore, Wind Whisperer couldn't understand why Wang Yao, the newly promoted grandmaster, didn't cherish his long life at all and insisted on fighting with him. What kind of person was he?
This person was either mentally ill or half-crazy, or a madman with extremely high confidence in his martial arts. Of course, the Wind Whisperer now confirmed that Wang Yao was powerful enough. The soul poison that he could not solve was already giving him a headache and even endangering his life. Facing the challenge of such a great master, even he had to treat it with caution.
Immediately, the two stood facing each other, not engaging in combat, but remaining in an eerie silence. An outsider witnessing this scene would undoubtedly be bewildered. Even a Grandmaster on the Earth List would find it difficult to comprehend.
They didn't know that these two grandmasters had already started a unique spiritual competition in this world. When it comes to grandmasters, the most dangerous and intense fights are no longer open. Even their every move and gesture is full of spiritual power of heaven and earth and is extremely powerful.
However, when encountering a Grandmaster opponent of the same level, they will compete with each other in mental strength and affinity with the world. This is about controlling this world and gaining more chips and momentum.
Wang Yao naturally would not be afraid of this kind of competition. This kind of battle on the spiritual level rarely appears in the world of martial arts, but it is commonplace in the world of Tianyuan. The Qi training stage is full of spiritual games. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and strands of mental power merged into nature, and he entered the state of unity between man and nature at an extremely fast speed.
It only took a millisecond for Wang Yao to control the world within a foot around him. He began to expand outward very smoothly and soon reached the vicinity of the Wind Talker. At this time, the Wind Talker had just completed the control of the world half a foot around him, and his eyes suddenly became horrified.
He found that he was actually at a disadvantage. He was no match for the mastery of the unity of man and nature. He couldn't help but be shocked. Could anyone be so close to heaven and earth?
Bian Jiu's spiritual willpower is so huge and tenacious that it can be said to be almost omnipresent. It is impacting the world he controls. His proficiency in this kind of combat experience is even greater than that of the old man in the palace.
Slowly, his spirit began to retreat in all directions, losing control of the area outside of himself, and was compressed from half an foot to the surface of his body.
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