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In addition, I felt that the sword itself had become significantly lighter, to the point where I could hardly feel its weight in my hand. Not only that, but I sensed an unusual power surging within the lightweight blade, as if that power was trying to break free.
"Indeed, it's quite different from before. I'll give it a try now," Yao Long said, gripping Jiang Ling tightly and preparing to turn away.
"Wait a moment," Mo Shu interjected. "This place is our hidden sanctuary. If you recklessly use Void Spirit outside the mountain, I'm afraid it will attract the attention of Yang Master’s people. Let me take you to our training area." With that, Mo Shu clasped his hands behind his back and led us back to the hall, then entered a three-meter square passage through another entrance in the hall.
The passage looked just as we had seen earlier, with walls adorned with ornate and exquisite carvings, and bright flames flickering from the candelabras on either side.
After walking for a short while, we entered a spacious rectangular room filled with various Black Soldiers.
"This is where we usually train. The walls of this room are reinforced with special materials, and no matter how you use Void Spirit, the outside world won't be able to sense it."
Upon hearing this, Yao Long stepped forward eagerly and surveyed the surroundings. "Great! I'll try out just how powerful this unrestricted Azure Spirit really is."
With that, Yao Long held the bow firmly in his right hand and then flicked his wrist, flipping the Azure Spirit to point outward.
"Yao Long, your injury hasn't healed yet; be careful," I cautioned him, noticing the bandage on his left hand.
To my surprise, Yao Long suddenly trembled violently. The bandages on his body and hand burst open instantly, revealing a layer of hard Worm King Armor that emerged on his exposed upper body.
The pitch-black armor gleamed under the flickering candlelight, reflecting an orange glow that made it look quite imposing.
At that moment, Mo Shu gently tugged at my sleeve and whispered, "Hey, buddy, can I ask you something? What is that thing on him? I noticed it last time we met when he had it on his hand. There were too many people then for me to ask; can you tell me now?"
Seeing Mo Shu's curious expression made me find him somewhat endearing. "There's nothing embarrassing about asking. That’s called Worm King Armor..." I briefly explained Yao Long's armor situation to Mo Shu.
After hearing this, Mo Shu exclaimed in amazement, "I've heard of Gu Technique before, but seeing it in person is truly extraordinary! I didn't expect it to serve as protective armor as well—impressive!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Yao Long heard Mo Shu's praise and turned back with a slight smile. "The real power is yet to come!"
With that, he stepped back with his right foot, slightly tilting his body. He then gripped the bow tightly with his left hand and suddenly pulled back the bowstring with his right. In an instant, a deep blue arrow materialized on the string. At the same time, a dragon as white as mutton fat emerged from the bow, swiftly coiling around the blue arrow.
Watching this scene from behind, I couldn't help but marvel, "Mo Shu really didn't deceive us. Although I can't feel Yao Long's exact power right now, the aura he exudes indicates that this strike is definitely extraordinary."
Just then, I heard a whoosh as Yao Long released the arrow. A line of blue and white streaked from the bow and shot forward. This arrow was not only powerful but also moved at a speed completely different from the arrows Yao Long had shot before.
In the blink of an eye, the arrow struck the wall opposite us.
Seeing this, I instinctively thought there would be a violent explosion and reached out to grab a protruding part of the wall to prevent being blown away by the blast.
However, instead of an explosion, the arrow silently formed a sphere of intertwined blue and white that rapidly expanded.
As the sphere grew larger, a strong suction force suddenly pulled all three of us towards it. "What is happening!" I exclaimed. At that moment, my feet were already being lifted off the ground by the powerful pull; I clung desperately to the wall to avoid being sucked in.
"This is precisely the nature of spirit—absorption!" Mo Shu remarked from beside me. He stood still with his cane, unaffected by the chaos around him, though his white hair and beard were whipped about by the wind.
Seeing this, I struggled to resist being drawn in while marveling at his composure. "Truly impressive for a master! Such strong willpower!"
"Haha, where? Where? You're too kind..." Mo Shu replied, instinctively reaching for his white beard in a gesture of humility.
But just as he lifted one hand from his cane, he was suddenly yanked off his feet by the powerful suction. "Whoa!" Mo Shu shouted in panic and quickly grabbed hold of his cane again to avoid being swept away.
At that moment, I noticed that somehow Mo Shu's cane had silently embedded itself firmly into the ground without me even realizing it.
Watching Mo Shu flail like a kite in midair made me want to tease him, but given how difficult it was for me to maintain my grip against the force pulling me away, I couldn't muster the energy to say anything.
Moments later, the power of the arrow shot by Yao Long dissipated, and the surroundings finally returned to calm.
I sat against the wall, still shaken, while Yao Long stood before me like a mountain, seemingly stunned by his own power or in disbelief. His body remained in the same position as when he had just shot the arrow, not moving an inch.
"Hey, Yao Long..." I gasped, "That arrow almost got us killed! Couldn't you have taken it a bit easier?"
But Yao Long remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard my words at all. A sense of unease crept into my heart, and I quickly glanced over to where Mo Shu was.
I saw him propping himself up on his knees, slowly rising from the ground, effortlessly pulling out the staff that had been stuck in the earth. He turned to Yao Long and said, "Buddy, see? I wasn't lying to you. That was some serious power."
As he looked at Yao Long, Mo Shu froze for a moment. Panic crept into his voice as he exclaimed, "No, no, this isn't right! Hey, Buddy, what's wrong with you?" He hurried over to check on Yao Long's condition.
Just then, I noticed that pieces of Yao Long's dark Worm King Armor began to peel away...
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