I Can Merge Techniques

And he was merely at the Third Heaven of the Divine Power Realm!

If the Qi Sea Primordial Qi of an Acupoint Realm expert was a bucket of water, then a Bright Heart Realm expert’s was a deep pool.

But his, someone in the Divine Power Realm, was at best just a bowl of water.

Why were those Bright Heart Realm experts, who possessed deep pools, unaffected, while his cultivation—a mere bowl of water—had a Pollution Level of 12?

Besides, aside from absorbing some Evil Qi while cultivating the Nine Tribulations Blood Prison Saber, he had never been tainted by a single trace of Demonic Qi.

Where on earth did this pollution come from?

Chu Fan suddenly thought of the Demon Suppression Stele.

Ever since obtaining it, his Pollution Level would rise by a point or two every so often.

But now, he could no longer take it out.

As he was frowning in deep thought, a chill that seemed to originate from his very marrow suddenly arose!

The hairs on his body stood on end!

It was like being targeted by an apex predator deep in the jungle.

Without a moment to think, Chu Fan whipped his head around, his gaze like a torch as he swept it across the crowd to his right.

There, in the bustling crowd to his front right, stood a middle-aged man in gray cloth robes.

His appearance was ordinary, completely unremarkable.

He didn’t release the slightest bit of aura, and his killing intent was even more deeply concealed.

But just by meeting Chu Fan’s gaze across the crowd for an instant...

His eyes were indifferent and empty, as if looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

In the next instant, the corners of the middle-aged man’s mouth seemed to twitch slightly.

His figure flickered and, like a drop of water merging into the ocean, he squeezed into the crowd and vanished without a trace.

"Young Master, what’s wrong?"

Mo Yunzi, who was beside him, reacted extremely quickly. Noticing Chu Fan’s muscles tense like a drawn bow, he immediately placed a hand on the weapon at his waist and asked in a low voice.

Chu Fan stood rooted to the spot, his pupils constricting slightly.

’That man just now was no ordinary person!’

Some time ago in the Burial Demon Marsh, the Sect Leader of the Blood Shadow Sect had swallowed a Beast Transformation Pill, his power surging to the fourth realm of the Bright Heart Realm.

Even when that man had stared at him in his frenzy, it hadn’t created such a suffocating sense of pressure.

’Could this middle-aged man in gray be even more terrifying than the Blood Shadow Sect Leader?’

’Is he a top assassin sent by the Zhang Family?’

’Or has that old monster from the Yin Demon Sect finally lost his patience and decided to act personally?’

’Or perhaps, an assassin from the Moon Worship Sect?’

’The third possibility is likely the greatest.’

The Zhang Family was extremely patient. So far, only Eldest Miss Zhang, Zhang Ling’Er, had used the Medicine King Valley to stir up trouble.

Killing him now would bring the Zhang Family no benefit whatsoever.

To the Zhang Family, he was nothing more than a minor character.

As for the old monster from the Yin Demon Sect...

That person had once sent Mo Yunzi to kill him. Now that Mo Yunzi had surrendered, he had also sent back perfunctory messages to placate him.

He had only destroyed one of the man’s Demon Puppets; it was hardly worth the old monster personally taking the risk to come to Qing Province.

After all, that old monster was also on the bounty lists of the Demon Suppression Bureau and the Six Gates.

"It’s nothing."

Chu Fan grunted softly.

...

The night was as black as ink, the river of stars hanging upside down in the sky.

After returning to the Seven Stars Gang’s residence, Chu Fan did not rest.

He headed straight for the Martial Arts Arena and began cultivating the Demon-locking Technique.

[Skill: Demon-locking Technique (Perfection) Progress: (1412/1500) (Trait: None)]

’Almost there...’

A sharp glint flashed through Chu Fan’s eyes.

’This Magic Technique will definitely Break its Limit tonight!’

Although he rarely used it, this Magic Technique could be considered a "Divine Technique" with extraordinary potential.

Especially when paired with the Spirit Soldier, the Demon-locking Chain, it could trap and kill powerful enemies with extremely low Primordial Qi consumption. It was truly a marvelous method for ambushing people.

The Martial Arts Arena was silent, with only the rustling of wind through the grass.

Chu Fan took a deep breath, and his ten fingers suddenly began to move.

His fingers were long and powerful, their residual images fluttering in the night like butterflies dancing through flowers.

The complex Seal Technique changed dozens of times in a single breath.

HISS—

Once the Seal Technique was formed, wisps of pitch-black Primordial Qi flowed from his fingertips.

At first, the black qi was like thin snakes, slithering and coiling around his body, emitting piercing hisses.

Finally, it slowly gathered and condensed above his head into the illusory image of a ferocious black python.

’Still too slow.’

Chu Fan frowned, not quite satisfied.

The speed of this "Demon-Locking Black Qi" was identical to Cyan Snake’s "Ten Thousand Serpent Curse Binding," making it easy to dodge and defend against.

Even at the Perfection Realm, its speed was still lacking.

He recalled when the Divine Power Realm expert from the Moon Worship Sect had pursued him to the walls of Cyan Yang Ancient City.

Cyan Snake had only managed to succeed with that move thanks to the cover of darkness and a sneak attack.

In a direct confrontation, a Martial Artist of the same rank with a slightly faster Body Technique could easily evade it.

Against an opponent who practiced something like the Ghost Shadow Illusionary Body Step, this move would be completely useless.

’However, that was in the past...’

Now, the Demon-locking Technique was about to Break its Limit.

After Breaking the Limit, it would surely enter a whole new level and gain a powerful Trait!

Chu Fan’s gaze hardened, and the speed at which his hands formed the Seal Technique suddenly doubled.

The Primordial Qi in his Qi Sea surged like a great river bursting its banks, pouring into his fingertips, turning into black qi that coiled around his body.

[Demon-locking Technique Experience Points +5]

BOOM!

An invisible barrier seemed to shatter in his mind.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

After consuming twenty points of Spiritual Essence...

[Skill: Demon-locking Technique (Limit Broken Once 2/2500) (Traits: Binding Spirit, Solidify)]

[Binding Spirit, Solidify: Dao rhyme self-condenses, binding the spirit and solidifying the essence. When the profound lock is applied, it traps Primordial Qi as if in the Nine Hells and ensnares Divine Thought as if in a thousand threads. Even if broken with brute force, it lingers like a maggot on the bone or a flame in the heart—its residual power unending, clinging tenaciously. Therefore, once this technique is used, the scales of victory are tipped, and the power over life and death has shifted.]

’What a domineering Trait!’

Chu Fan closed his eyes.

In his mind, thousands of strands of "Demon-Locking Black Qi" transformed into living, orderly chains.

They coiled and danced in his Sea of Consciousness like frenzied dragons.

’Let’s give it a try.’

A moment later, he opened his eyes. Without getting up, he simply raised his right hand, held his fingers together like a sword, and pointed at the Profound Iron Giant Stone ten zhang away.

SHOO!

When he pointed his finger, it wasn’t a slow gathering of black qi anymore.

Instead, it was like a beam of black light that instantly tore through the night sky!

It was more than twice as fast as it was before Breaking the Limit!

More importantly, there was a sense of solidity... The black qi was no longer ethereal; it now had a metallic texture and a sinister chill, like a black iron chain!

"Rise!"

A thought flickered through Chu Fan’s mind.

The "Demon-Locking Black Qi" he had just sent out transformed into a giant chain, locked onto the Profound Iron Giant Stone, and yanked it into the air.