Chapter 159: Inch Radiance

Under the corrosion and refinement of his Lifeblood Essence, the black energy left by the Nine-Fingered Black Demon was gradually forced out bit by bit. Slowly, the sharp Blood Radiance began to melt, and its shape started to change.

At first, it looked neither like a sword nor a knife, only about the length of a chopstick, a thin small piece with sharp edges. Then, it transformed into a flat, sharp weapon, bulging in the middle like a sharp bayonet. Its two wings were sharp, curved, with a natural arc, resembling a pair of wings spreading along bone spikes.

Bat Spike!

Mu Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, forming a Sorcerer Seal with his hands, slowly refining the Blood Radiance into a new shape. The Bat Spike from Flying Sky Bat, fast as lightning and fierce in attack, had left a deep impression on him.

Compared to before, the glowing Blood Radiance looked even more ferocious. The protruding bone spikes and the cold, curved wings were all startling. With a thought, it shot out with a whoosh, cut a branch not far away, and returned to his hand with a blur. Its speed remained the same, but its attacks became more varied. It could thrust forward with the front bone spikes to pierce the enemy’s forehead or eyes, or use the curved wings to slice, easily cutting the enemy’s throat or abdomen.

“The attack is fierce, but…”

Looking at the renewed Blood Radiance in his hand, Mu Feng frowned.

After refining it into the shape of a Bat Spike, the Blood Radiance’s attacks were sharper and harder to guard against. But no matter how he looked at it, he still felt unsatisfied, as if something was missing. After thinking for a while, he stirred the hot, churning energy in his body and spat another mouthful onto the Bat Spike. He was willing to expend a large amount of Lifeblood Essence and Spiritual Power to refine it again, striving for perfection.

Under his refinement, the Blood Radiance slowly melted once more.

This time, he did not rush to shape it. Instead, he repeatedly forced out the impurities within the Blood Radiance, refining it over and over. Preserving its essence and discarding the dross, he used profound Wumen Divine Arts and his strong power to concentrate and refine the core of the Blood Radiance.

The core of the Blood Radiance had two parts. One was a strand of blade radiance taken from the cold-blooded assassin Dao Duanliu, and the other was a Flying Sword seized from the vicious Lin Zhengde, said to be a treasure of the Immortal Sword Sect. The blade radiance could not be refined for now, but the Flying Sword was different. Although it was already a rare treasure, it could still be further refined to remove its impurities.

Sizzle…

Under Mu Feng’s refinement, the Blood Radiance became smaller and smaller, gradually turning into a thin, long needle. It was about three inches long, only slightly larger than a common silver needle, with a sharp point. Just looking at it from afar made one’s forehead ache faintly, feeling nervous and uneasy, as if needles were pricking their back.

Inch Radiance!

Through relentless effort, Mu Feng refined the Blood Radiance, which was neither sword nor knife, from a short blade into a thin needle. With a thought, the Blood Radiance in his hand disappeared, and the next moment, it silently returned to his hand. At the same time, a tree trunk thick enough for three people to embrace, about a dozen steps away, now had a tiny, almost invisible hole the size of a needle tip.

It could pierce through anything, fast as lightning!

This was the true Blood Radiance, the weapon he truly needed!

After carefully examining the Blood Radiance in his hand, Mu Feng let out a long cry. After this refinement, his understanding of the Wumen Divine Arts deepened, and the feeling of breaking through to the Mortal Realm Peak grew stronger. Sitting cross-legged, he reached out and made a grasping motion in the air, as if he could uproot an ancient tree from afar.

With a thought, the small Blood Radiance flew out of his hand again. Red lights streaked through the air, and the damp, dark forest floor was dotted with moonlight like a sieve. Looking up, not a single leaf had fallen from the trees above, but each leaf was covered with tiny holes the size of needle tips, letting through specks of moonlight.

After repeated concentration and refinement, the Blood Radiance’s size had decreased dozens of times, but its power had not weakened. Instead, it had greatly increased. Concentrating all its force on a tiny point made its attacks more hidden and more fierce. It could pierce through anything, sharp and unstoppable!

What suited him was the best!

Mu Feng formed a Sorcerer Seal, and the silent Blood Radiance transformed into a red light and entered his body.

Although he had expended a large amount of Lifeblood Essence and Spiritual Power, having such a powerful weapon made any cost worthwhile. The Bat Spike of Flying Sky Bat was fierce in attack, even Yanyulou dared not face it head-on. But for him, the Blood Radiance he personally refined was the best and most suitable weapon.

“Congratulations, Master, on reaching another level of strength!”

Sensing the movement deep in the forest, He Liushuang rode a gust of Yin Wind and quickly came before Mu Feng, bowing down respectfully. Looking up at the leaves full of needle holes above Mu Feng’s head, her shock was beyond words. Since practicing the Spirit Cultivation Art taught by Mu Feng and becoming the Artifact Spirit of the Eighteen Blood Witch Commands, she had trained day and night and quickly reached the Middle Mortal Realm.

Originally, she thought her training speed was astonishing and hoped to reform a physical body. She never expected that compared to her master, Mu Feng, she was still far behind. Although Mu Feng was still at the Late Mortal Realm and had not yet broken through to the Mortal Realm Peak, his strength improved almost every day, advancing by leaps and bounds. His cultivation was far stronger than others at the same Late Mortal Realm.

“Power is the foundation of our existence! Miss Liushuang, you need to work harder. Right now, the Blood Radiance is my greatest weapon, but in the future, perhaps the Eighteen Blood Witch Commands will be the most powerful treasure. The Yinfeng Sect’s treasured artifact couldn’t be this simple. It must have many powerful killing formations. We just haven’t mastered them yet and can’t use them!”

With a thought, a mist of blood emerged from Mu Feng’s body and lifted the kneeling He Liushuang to her feet.

Perhaps because she practiced the Spirit Cultivation Art, or because she became the Artifact Spirit of the Eighteen Blood Witch Commands, He Liushuang, the former fierce ghost, had turned into a true Spirit Body. Dressed in white, with delicate features and graceful yet reserved manners, she seemed like a well-bred lady from a noble family. Her movements, though still accompanied by gusts of Yin Wind, no longer showed any trace of a female ghost.

“Yes, Liushuang understands!”

He Liushuang raised her head, bowed gracefully to Mu Feng, then transformed into a white mist and seeped into a banner beside her, continuing to practice and understand the profound Spirit Cultivation Art.

Now, she could not only absorb the Yin Energy of heaven and earth but could also directly absorb the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy like ordinary cultivators. As her strength grew rapidly, her soul gradually became complete. She was no longer confused, only seeking revenge and harboring hatred, no longer a fierce ghost full of resentment.

The Spirit Cultivation Art seemed to be created specifically for wandering spirits like her. The writing in the booklet was bold and powerful, filled with a strong sense of righteousness. The cover was signed by Situ Juzheng. She didn’t know what kind of person he was, to create such a miraculous cultivation method.