Wang Yao's hope of creating a Foundation Establishment stage immortal technique on top of the ordinary "body tempering" was dashed. He spent half a day working on it, making himself grimace in pain, but he couldn't even find the way.
Little did he know that the gods had far more sophisticated methods for tempering physical strength than the immortals. As a true god, Aunt Tian had already optimized Wang Yao's "body tempering" based on his current level, and this "body tempering" had long surpassed the level of the high-stage Foundation Establishment Realm.
Therefore, if Wang Yao wants to upgrade this immortal technique, he needs to aim for a Nascent Soul realm or higher, which is of course far beyond Wang Yao's current capabilities.
Despite failing to upgrade his "body tempering" technique, Wang Yao was not discouraged. After all, "body tempering" is a long-term process and it is difficult to achieve immediate results. At present, the forging of gods and demons is not the most urgent task. After practicing for a while, he started thinking about "teleportation" again.
After all, "teleportation" is the immortal technique that Wang Yao covets the most. If he encounters any danger or senses anything amiss, he can simply disappear in an instant. It is the best way to save his life. Therefore, he should try to develop "teleportation" whenever he has the chance.
To master "teleportation," according to Aunt Tian, one must find a way to "flash." Wang Yao flashed hundreds of times in the forging space, and bumped into walls countless times. When he was bruised and battered, he finally figured out a little trick.
That is, in order to control the distance and direction of "teleportation", one must first establish a spirit mark. A spirit mark is a special spiritual energy mark that must be able to contain his immortal body and also be able to exist far away from his real body for a long time.
As long as there is a spirit marker, the obstruction of walls and houses is not a problem. However, the spiritual power consumption of this spirit marker is astonishing. Wang Yao has tested it and found that even creating a spiritual power container that can hold his immortal body takes up almost half of the spiritual power in his body.
Then he had to throw this thing far away and ensure that it remained in existence before it was used. The consumption of spiritual energy was by no means small. After studying it again and again, Wang Yao finally determined that this "teleportation" was not a celestial technique that he could master at his current level.
Having given up on "teleportation," Wang Yao felt that he had nothing more to prepare, so he returned to the two statues of gods and demons and began to be forged.
The forging process for the Golden Core stage is different from that for the Foundation Establishment stage. Instead of a spiritual energy hammer, it uses a different method. Wang Yao is suspended inside the spiritual energy shield, watching as a sharp cone formed from spiritual energy easily pierces his lower abdomen.
Then the spiritual energy spike exploded with a "bang" inside his abdominal cavity, almost shattering his internal organs. The pain was so intense that Wang Yao saw stars and almost fainted. Immediately afterwards, spiritual energy spikes began to appear one after another inside the spiritual energy shield.
After several attempts at forging, Wang Yao knew that this was an extremely important process for comprehending immortal techniques. He gritted his teeth and tried to calm himself down, carefully sensing the changes that the spiritual energy cone was causing in his abdominal cavity.
One after another, spiritual energy spikes exploded in his abdominal cavity. As Wang Yao sensed it, he gradually frowned. It turned out that he could feel a faint red shadow appearing and disappearing in his lower abdomen with each spike explosion.
That wasn't some fragment of internal organs, it was... that was actually the Red Thread? After countless rounds of sharp cone explosions, Wang Yao finally realized that his magic weapon, the Red Thread, had always been inside his body, but he couldn't sense it at all normally.
Only when his abdomen was undergoing such a tumultuous process could he catch a glimpse of the magic weapon. This discovery greatly excited Wang Yao, as having the red thread meant he had the opportunity to master the exclusive skills of the Matchmaker.
He had initially thought that the Red Thread had been taken away by the Heavenly Court. It seemed that the Heavenly Emperor was quite reliable and had left the magic weapon for him. However, the Red Thread was extremely difficult to control. Wang Yao tried his best to sense the Red Thread, but apart from the blurry red shadow, he made no further progress.
The bursting of spiritual energy spikes finally subsided, and before Wang Yao could even catch his breath, another large creature suddenly appeared inside the spiritual energy shield.
This thing looks like a ceiling fan at one end, with a few crystal-clear blades, while the other end is a crank, just like the starter lever of an old-fashioned car.
As soon as it appeared, with a "whoosh," one of its blades contracted into a sharp cone shape and began to spin violently, as if it had turned into a wildly running electric drill. As it spun, it slowly approached Wang Yao's lower abdomen.
"What the hell is this?" Wang Yao twisted his body in terror, unable to help but curse. This god-demon forging was really too immoral. That was the place where his life depended on it. If there was even the slightest mistake in the forging, wouldn't I be doomed to have no descendants?
Furthermore, haven't you already smashed, cooked, and roasted my immortal body enough? Is it really necessary to use such disgusting tools? Isn't this just scaring the immortals?
Inside the spiritual energy shield, Wang Yao was completely unable to move. He could only watch helplessly as the fan with its blades converging pierced into his abdomen like a drill. Fortunately, the object pierced about an inch or two higher than where Wang Yao was worried, so he didn't completely lose control.
Now Wang Yao finally understands that Teacher Luo's outbursts during the casting process were not always due to unbearable pain, but rather mostly because he was furious.
The blades suddenly opened inside Wang Yao's abdominal cavity and began to churn wildly. It felt as if thousands of sharp blades were simultaneously and haphazardly cutting into Wang Yao's abdomen, causing excruciating pain. Fortunately, the previous spiked destruction had given Wang Yao some preparation, so he could barely endure the pain.
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