Cultivation through Skin Making

Such natural disasters indeed lead to "Evil Qi upgrades."

Yet, the "upgraded Evil Land," from the results, is neither strictly good nor bad for Song Yan, as it means he has greater hope to elevate his "inferior Ghost Profound Root" to "middle grade Ghost Profound Root."

He stood at the boundary of the Evil Land core, his hands slightly moving, the shadow puppets of the Ancient General, Red Granny, and Fox Granny appeared one after another.

He swallowed them in one gulp.

The three shadow puppets in the Middle Stage of the Crimson Palace made his power even stronger, as for those at the Refining Profound Level, there was no need to swallow them immediately, as he still needed to reserve Divine Soul power for other techniques.

After casting the Hundred Forms Demon Body, he took out two flying swords, hovering around him, ready to perform "Sword Evil Demon Dragon" at the first opportunity.

A talisman was attached to his body, enhancing his attributes, speed, and agility.

After doing these, he then took out a jade box containing "two pieces of eight-hundred-year Soul Drowning Grass" and examined it carefully before stepping into the core of the Evil Land.

Tap.

His footsteps echoed prominently in the chaotic core of the Evil Land.

Familiar rustling sounds came from all directions.

Soon after, a flash of red light, Song Yan's expression unchanged, slightly tilted his head, the slaughter liquid solidified beside his head, and in the next instant began to split, twist, and claw, attempting to pounce on him again.

And from afar, more slaughter liquid, like a snake probing, was about to launch itself at him.

Song Yan's peripheral vision glanced at the slaughter liquid by his head side, raised his finger, following the movement, gently pointed.

Boom!

That point seemed like the finger of a god, causing a tide in the void, an originally chaotic Evil Land suddenly produced a strange power. The advancing slaughter liquid suddenly caved, as if struck heavily, losing balance, flew out far, along with the swirling Evil Qi in that direction.

Song Yan waved his hand again.

Bang!

The Evil Land suddenly birthed tides, rolling loudly far out, all the Evil Qi around his body thinned greatly, and the remaining scattered Evil Qi would not invade him.

This was the Evil Tide Skill, perfectly deduced twice from the Qi Burst Technique.

This is a spell that can nearly transform one into the River God within the Evil Land. Evil Qi is like the sea, but you can push Evil into a tide, its power is exceedingly terrifying, it belongs to a "region-dependent" spell. Outside the Evil Land, this Evil Tide Skill is worthless, but in the Evil Land, it is indeed tremendously terrifying.

The Qi Burst Technique was merely a Third Layer Refining Profound technique, its adaptability was originally only in Refining Profound, but after two perfect deductions, Song Yan, even at the late stage of the Crimson Palace, could use it flawlessly.

Song Yan continued deeper, alertly observing all around as he walked and frequently waved his hand, casting the Evil Tide Skill, dispersing the terrifying slaughter liquid away from him, keeping it at a distance of several yards.

If it approached, a fierce battle would be inevitable, but "spell suppression" is indeed miraculous.

This made him exceedingly relaxed at this moment.

The Ancient General Shadow Puppet required hiding and dodging to barely evade, the Puppet Sect's Sixteenth Elder needed to form an array to deeply probe the Life Forbidden Area, yet it was merely a stroll for Song Yan.

About half an hour later, he felt the surrounding Evil Qi extremely thick.

He seemed to be walking into a deep sea of slaughter liquid, continually casting Evil Tide Skill only managed to push away the surrounding slaughter liquid for a dozen yards.

But the slaughter liquid surged endlessly, even if the Evil Qi receded in waves, these ghostly entities that resembled sea beasts still coveted Song Yan's body, crawling and pouncing greedily.

Song Yan glanced around, muttering to himself, "It should be right here."

Confirming the location, he took out a blood-colored paper house from his bosom and threw it forward.

The paper house enlarged with the wind, landing at the core of the slaughter liquid.

Squeak!

Boom!

Plop plop plop!

Sounds erupted, the walls of the paper house started showing signs of being crushed or destroyed.

Seeing the paper house being on the verge of destruction, suddenly all resistance around vanished, the house rooted in its place, merging with the surrounding environment, no longer attacked by the slaughter liquid.

Song Yan pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard.

Inside the courtyard, although the air wasn't fresh, it was at least an environment suitable for human habitation.

This was the terror of the Paper-cut Celestial Palace; as long as the paper house made was of good quality and not destroyed by the environment at the first instance, it would quickly link with the surrounding environment, integrate and form a living space inside.

Song Yan scanned the house walls.

The walls initially cracked by slaughter liquid's attacks had not healed, fine cracks like small buds, branches, or webs were everywhere. This meant if he stowed the house and redeployed it, it might not withstand the slaughter liquid again, being destroyed immediately.

Thus, the house needed frequent repairs, if not repaired well, it would need replacement.

In practice, Song Yan's understanding of the Paper-cut Celestial Palace deepened further.

He looked around outside the courtyard sky.

Slaughter liquid flowed, skin and bones flew chaotically, giant rocks and dust pattered everywhere, yet everything seemed as if separated by an invisible film from before, like he was sitting in a submersible diving into the deep sea, looking through shields at those deep sea monsters.

'Right here, peacefully elevate the Profound Root talent.'

Song Yan exhaled, preparing to sit cross-legged.

Just then, a sharp, thorn-like sensation came from behind him, as if countless fine needles slowly twisted into his flesh, and his Divine Soul seemed to suddenly appear in an icy dungeon, then thrust into a vat filled with icy water, piercing and suffocating.