Chương 67: Negative Effects of the Killing Intent!
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A Thousand-Ton ant, Fang Yuan recognized this soul beast at a glance. It's not that Fang Yuan's knowledge is particularly broad, but mainly because this kind of soul beast is just too common. You can encounter it in any soul-beast forest, and even in some human towns, you can find their presence.
The Thousand-Ton ant is a soul beast with remarkably tenacious vitality. Its body has excellent defensive capabilities and can withstand powerful attacks. Moreover, it possesses an incredibly mighty strength that far exceeds its body size.
That's the entirety of the Thousand-Ton ant's characteristics.
As soul beasts, they don't possess any remarkable soul skills themselves. In any soul-beast forest, they often become prey for other soul-beasts.
While their defense is decent, it's still limited, and they lack offensive means. Despite their strength, it's challenging for them to utilize it effectively.
Of course, many soul beasts also disdain the Thousand-Ton ants, as breaking through their defenses before consuming them can be quite tiring.
Due to their robust vitality, these soul beasts exist in great numbers within the soul forests, often called the Blue Silver Grass in the animal world.
No wonder the Slaughter Knight is so pleased; even after reaching cultivation of ten thousand years, these monsters still remain at the bottom tier. For Fang Yuan, they are just right!
"Holy Son, quickly make a choice, which one do you want!"
Aren't they all the same...
"Just the one on the left."
Fang Yuan casually pointed to the ant on the left and said, the Slaughter Knight nodded, and with a swing of his hand, a strong surge of soul power instantly shattered the thick armor on the left ant, rendering it unconscious.
At the same time, he raised his hand to directly crush the ant on the right, but Fang Yuan stopped him just in time.
"What's the matter, Holy Son?"
"Don't rush, restrain it. I want to try a soul skill."
Fang Yuan didn't explain much. After all, the hypnotic power of the Three-Tomoe Sharingan was exceptionally potent. Controlling the body and mind of a living being was a means he didn't want to casually reveal, even though the Slaughter Knight was extremely loyal to him.
The Slaughter Knight nodded, assuming that Fang Yuan wanted to test the strength of his own soul skill and whether it could harm a ten-thousand-year-level soul beast.
Among human soul masters, ten-thousand-year soul beasts were equivalent to Soul Kings. The fact that the Holy Son, who had just entered the Soul Ancestor realm, wanted to attempt fighting a level beyond his own was truly remarkable.
'Sharingan, activate!'
Fang Yuan took a deep breath, and between the opening and closing of his eyes, his eyes transformed into a pair of three-tomoe Sharingan.
The three crimson tomoe spun in his eye sockets, while three soul rings of yellow, purple, and purple hovered around him.
"Such a big battle?!"
The Slaughter Knight was somewhat surprised.
He initially thought it was just a minor attempt to create his own soul skill. Unexpectedly, Fang Yuan had gone all out, even displaying his soul rings.
However, he remembered that Fang Yuan's second and third soul skills were both augmentation-type skills. Could it be that the Holy Son wanted to see what realm the first soul skill's strength could reach when used with full firepower? Wait a moment!
The Slaughter Knight was dumbfounded to find that Fang Yuan's first soul ring wasn't glowing, but his soul power was rapidly boiling, and his crimson eyes were spinning wildly.
"Self-created soul skill?!"
That's right!
To unleash a martial soul without activating the soul rings, in such a manner, could only be a self-created soul skill!
The Slaughter Knight looked curiously at Fang Yuan from a distance.
At this moment, Fang Yuan gazed at the Thousand-Ton Ant, and their gazes met—his eyes locking with the ant's six eyes.
Bound by the slaughter knight's soul power, the Thousand-Jin Ant seemed to sense something and began to struggle wildly. However, it soon quieted down, its entire body as if it had fallen asleep, lying motionless on the ground.
Under Fang Yuan's invasive gaze, the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Thousand-Ton Ant was directly drawn into the illusionary space created by Fang Yuan's powers.
"Is this a self-created soul technique of the spiritual attack type?"
The slaughter knight quickly deduced the situation, his breath catching at the sight of the immobile Thousand-Jin Ant.
If someone were to attack the ant right now, it would be completely defenseless, unable to resist!
Controlling a ten-thousand-year soul beast silently with a soul power at the forty-level threshold—this technique...
Truly befitting of the Holy Son!
The Slaughter Knight's eyes filled with admiration, though Fang Yuan's expression remained resolute.
Not enough yet!
Still far from enough!
Infused with his gaze, the surroundings subtly changed. Fang Yuan found himself directly transported to a grayish space.
This was the pupil power space of the Sharingan!
In this grayish space, a crimson-blooded moon enveloped the Earth.
Endless killing intent pervaded this space. Within it, the Thousand-Ton Ant trembled incessantly on the ground.
The blood moon above cast a red light, causing the ant's eyes to become bewildered.
Yet, stimulated by the surrounding killing intent, the ant's confusion dissipated, replaced by fear and a sense of panic!
Under the shroud of the killing intent, the Thousand-Ton Ant curled up, its six legs retracted, all hidden beneath its sturdy exoskeleton. It trembled as if it was a stone-armored turtle, retreating into its shell.
"The killing intent is too heavy, and the pupil power is lacking..."
Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan felt a headache.
Trying to control a ten-thousand-year soul beast with the Three-Tomoe Sharingan was indeed somewhat strained. Fortunately, his mental and pupil strength was strong enough to exert some control.
However, the issue was that the killing intent within his pupil space was causing problems.
This killing intent's intimidation towards living beings was overwhelming. Almost the instant creatures entered this pupil space, they would be overwhelmed by this killing intent, spiraling into boundless despair and fear!
This sense of despair and fear surpassed even the Three-Tomoe Sharingan's hypnotic power. It could forcibly erase the hypnotic control effects of the Three-Tomoe Sharingan, plunging creatures into endless fear and despair.
As a result of this interaction, instead of complementing each other, the two effects were mutually negating, leaving Fang Yuan at a loss.
'It seems there's no way around it...'
Until the killing intent within the pupil space was resolved, even a thousand-year soul beast would likely remain uncontrollable for him, at best only vulnerable to hypnosis.
'If I want to maximize the potential of my pupil power, I must deal with the killing intent in my pupil space.'
'And dealing with this killing intent seems simplest and most direct by integrating and sublimating it.'
'Which means...'
'The Killing God Domain!'
As his gaze faded, looking at the unconscious Thousand-Jin Ant before him, Fang Yuan sighed, his eyes firm.
He had to swiftly elevate his strength, clear Hell's Road, and complete the Divine Examination!
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