bioinnovel Chapter 273 The Actor's Self-Cultivation
Chapter 273 The Actor's Self-Cultivation
In the eastern part of the Tianxuan Realm, there is an unnamed ancient forest.
Within the dimly lit barrier, a chilling "punishment" continues.
"Tick-tock".
With a flick of the black-robed elder's finger, another jet-black [Ten Thousand Demons Soul-Devouring Poison] precisely pierced Lin Hanzhou's brow.
"Uh... Ah...!"
Lin Hanzhou's handsome face was now completely distorted, with veins bulging on his forehead, his eyes rolling back, and a low growl he couldn't suppress coming out.
His body trembled violently within the invisible confinement, as if every inch of his soul was being cut back and forth by countless blunt knives. The pain was so intense that just watching it made one's scalp tingle.
"Keep yelling! Keep yelling!"
The old man in the black robe, his face hidden under his hood, was now flushed with a sickly redness and excitement.
He was like a perverted artist immersed in his masterpiece, listening intently to Lin Hanzhou's piercing screams as if they were the most beautiful music in the world.
"Yes, that's it..."
"It's this kind of despair, this struggle of being unable to live and unable to die!"
"Boy, this is what happens when you provoke me!"
He flicked his fingers repeatedly, injecting drop after drop of venom into Lin Hanzhou's body as if it were free.
If it were anyone else, even a Venerable of the same eighth rank, they would probably have already suffered a mental breakdown and become a drooling idiot.
But Lin Hanzhou is a "miracle".
Although he screamed in agony and his body convulsed as if he were having an epileptic seizure, he "bravely" held on.
Not only did he not die, he didn't even fall into a coma.
This left the black-robed elder with a sense of doubt, but even more so with a perverse desire for conquest.
"Your bones are pretty strong, aren't they?"
"I'd like to see how long you can hold out!"
……
However, what the old man in the black robe didn't know was...
While Lin Hanzhou, who was in what he saw as an "infernal hell," was experiencing a completely different state of mind at that moment.
Inside the soul space, Lin Hanzhou's soul was lazily lying in the void.
In his hand was a large, docile mass of pitch-black energy.
Under the operation of the golden talent [Primordial Unity], those terrifying demonic poisons that were enough to kill an eighth-level being were forcibly transformed into energy that he could control the moment they entered his sea of consciousness.
As the black-robed elder continued to use poison, the amount of the Myriad Demon Soul-Devouring Poison he could control also increased.
Lin Hanzhou's idea was simple: to accumulate more of this poison and take the opportunity to deliver a severe blow to the old man in black robes.
As for the screams and convulsions outside?
That's an actor's self-cultivation!
"Ah—!! Kill me! Go ahead and kill me if you dare!!"
While happily absorbing energy in his mind, Lin Hanzhou controlled his physical body and let out another extremely mournful cry.
The sound was so heartbreaking that it brought tears to the eyes of anyone who heard it.
……
Time slowly passed amidst the screams.
Finally, when the old man in black robes once again habitually shook the jade bottle in his hand, preparing to pour out the next wave of "source of happiness"...
"Um?"
The bottle is used up just like that?
He paused for a moment, then turned the jade bottle upside down and shook it vigorously.
The contents were completely empty; not a single drop remained.
In that instant, the air suddenly became deathly silent.
Lin Hanzhou's screams, which had been continuing, also stopped abruptly, much to his "cooperation."
The two stared at each other, wide-eyed.
The old man in black robes froze on his face, his smile originally filled with perverse pleasure.
He stared blankly at the empty jade bottle in his hand, then looked at Lin Hanzhou opposite him, who, though "as weak as a thread," still possessed a strong spiritual energy.
An unprecedented sense of absurdity instantly rushed to his mind.
"This...how is this possible?"
"The whole bottle is gone?"
"You're still alive?!"
Suddenly, a terrifying thought exploded in his mind like a thunderclap.
"wrong!"
"How come this kid's spiritual energy shows no signs of weakening at all?"
"Not even... a trace of the lethargy and confusion that comes with poisoning?"
"Damn it!"
The old man in the black robe's cloudy old eyes instantly turned blood red, and a feeling of shame and rage at being made a fool of filled his chest.
"You're kidding me!!!"
He finally realized what was happening.
All that talk of holding on, all that screaming, it's all fake!
That damned ant wasn't poisoned at all!
"Aaaaaah!!"
The old man in the black robe roared with a ferocious expression, trembling with rage.
The thought that the other party had been putting on an act while he had been acting like a clown, gloating to himself, fueled his anger.
Extreme anger and confusion caused the old man in black robes to lose his usual composure.
He needs to figure out what's going on.
What secrets are hidden inside this mere seventh-order ant?
"Whoosh!"
The black-robed elder transformed his vast, abyss-like eighth-order divine sense into a brutal, invisible spike, which he thrust directly into Lin Hanzhou's brow.
He wanted to forcibly search the soul and see with his own eyes what methods this damned extraterrestrial demon used.
The moment the black-robed elder's divine sense rushed into Lin Hanzhou's sea of consciousness without any hindrance.
"Hehehe, you old man, you've finally arrived."
Lin Hanzhou, who was originally on the verge of death, suddenly curled up a very strange smile.
Within his sea of consciousness, a large mass of pitch-black energy was already poised to erupt.
As soon as Lin Hanzhou had a thought, the ball of pitch-black energy attacked the black-robed elder the instant his divine sense probed into it.
The old man in black robes had his divine sense completely submerged by the terrifying tide of poison, as if he had deliberately placed his face against the muzzle of a cannon.
"Zzzzzzz—!!"
Without any suspense, the moment that wisp of divine consciousness came into contact with the poisonous tide, it was corroded and riddled with holes.
Even more terrifying, this toxin actually followed the connection of that divine consciousness and, like a malignant tumor, eroded into the black-robed old man's physical soul.
Even though the black-robed elder had severed his divine sense in time, a portion of the Myriad Demon Soul-Devouring Poison still invaded his body.
……
outside world.
"ah--!"
A mournful cry, even more piercing than the feigned scream Lin Hanzhou had given earlier, emanated from the black-robed elder.
He felt as if a basin of scalding sulfuric acid had been poured into his mind.
The extreme pain of having one's soul instantly corroded and dissolved was almost unbearable for this old monster who had lived for tens of thousands of years.
"How is that possible?"
"How...how could you possibly control my poison?"
"Ah!! My soul!!"
The old man in black robes clutched his head tightly with both hands, staggering backward.
He couldn't understand!
He simply couldn't understand it!
Even though his opponent had been completely suppressed by his eighth-order domain, unable to move even a finger, and the energy within his body was sealed off.
Why?
Why was the opponent still able to launch such a terrifying counterattack within their sea of consciousness?
This completely contradicts the common sense of spiritual practice.