Chapter 93

In fact, Su Yang had also suffered a bit of a disadvantage when he used the Sky Piercing Fist Seal to clash with the blood bat just now. However, after suffering the disadvantage, he unexpectedly gained an insight into a divine ability called "Unity of All Methods" within the *Four Extremes True Explanation*.

Speaking of this "Unity of All Methods" divine ability, it is listed as a special skill in the *Four Extremes True Explanation*.

It is considered special because the number of people who can successfully cultivate this divine ability is extremely rare. Throughout the nearly ten thousand years of the Four Extremes Holy Sect, only the founder of the sect has ever succeeded in cultivating it.

The prerequisite for cultivating the "Unity of All Methods" divine ability is that one must be a cultivator with a spirit body of at least the Foolish Spirit Body level.

A spirit body refers to the strength or weakness of a cultivator's talent in cultivation.

The *Four Extremes True Explanation* states that the realm of cultivation divides spirit bodies into six levels. The lowest is the Ordinary Spirit Body, followed in ascending order by the Upper Spirit Body, True Spirit Body, Extreme Spirit Body, Foolish Spirit Body, and Transcendent Spirit Body, as well as the highest talent, the Creation Spirit Body, which only exists in legends.

Back then, the high-ranking figures from the outer domain traveled billions of miles to Earth precisely because Nie Lingbo possessed a Foolish Spirit Body, which is rare even in the outer domain. They took her as a disciple and, at her request, led all the Earth cultivators to the outer domain.

When Su Yang first obtained the *Four Extremes True Explanation*, he was eager to test his own cultivation talent, but Earth lacked the necessary resources for testing the strength of a spirit body.

It wasn't until he discovered the "Unity of All Methods" divine ability, which requires a Foolish Spirit Body or higher to cultivate, and successfully used it just now, that he was able to roughly determine the strength of his own talent.

What Su Yang didn't know was that since he began cultivating the *Nine Transformations of the Firmament*, each transformation and rebirth continuously enhanced his potential and talent. If compared solely in terms of cultivation talent, even Nie Lingbo, who was chosen by the high-ranking figures from the outer domain, falls far short of Su Yang, who has undergone nine transformations.

Perhaps in his first and second transformations, Su Yang was not as talented as Nie Lingbo, but by the time he reached his fifth and sixth transformations, he had caught up. By the seventh and eighth transformations, he had surpassed her. As for what kind of spirit body Su Yang has now, it cannot be determined because he has not yet reached the peak of the *Nine Transformations of the Firmament* after his ninth transformation.

The core of the "Unity of All Methods" divine ability is that all the powers of the world can be used by me, and all the abilities of the world can be absorbed by me. By taking the power of others, I can enhance my own abilities. The stronger the spirit body, the greater the effect.

After all, this is a divine ability that requires a Foolish Spirit Body or higher to cultivate. Its profound and powerful nature far surpasses that of ordinary divine techniques. Under the "Blood Explosion" forbidden spell, not only was Su Yang unharmed, but he also absorbed the power, strengthening his foundation.

After consuming such a large amount of blood energy, Su Yang felt that this intense absorption was equivalent to half a year of cultivation.

"From this, it seems that I can change my cultivation method with the help of this divine ability."

A strange light flashed in Su Yang's eyes, causing Kraft to shudder for no reason. A sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he took a step forward. "Contribute all your blood energy, and I will make your death quick and painless."

Seeing this, the three blood barons, who had already been terrified by Su Yang, could no longer bear the immense mental pressure. Each of them let out a strange roar and fled in different directions, regardless of the consequences.

"Can you run?"

Su Yang did not chase after them. He coldly snorted and launched a "Hundred Steps Divine Fist" from a distance. A huge green fist seal attacked the back of one of the fleeing blood barons.

*Bang*

The fist seal pierced through the baron's body, creating a large hole in his chest. His heart was shattered into powder by the powerful impact.

Su Yang extended his hand from a distance, using a vacuum suction force to extract a strand of blood energy from the collapsing body of the blood baron. Although the amount was not as much as the energy Kraft had generated with the forbidden spell, it was still substantial.

Su Yang took a deep breath and absorbed the blood energy into his abdomen. Instantly, he felt his cultivation strength increase slightly.

This feeling of "absorption" was new to Su Yang. Excited, he felt a surge of anticipation. If he could absorb all the energy of the blood ancestor, it might be enough to advance his cultivation level by one stage.

Thinking about it, Su Yang had no intention of letting the other two blood barons, who were gradually escaping, go. His figure disappeared as if by teleportation and reappeared at three times their speed, catching up to one of them.

He formed his palm into a blade, and a head flew into the sky. As expected, he absorbed another strand of blood energy.

The last blood baron, who was still fleeing for his life, had pushed his potential to the limit, leaving a trail of afterimages as he was about to disappear from Su Yang's sight.

With Su Yang's abilities, taking his life would be easy, but he smiled and gave up the chase, shifting his gaze to the terrified Kraft.

"You devil, how dare you steal the power of the great blood race? The ancestor is about to awaken, and you will surely be destroyed by the ancestor's wrath."

Kraft, having used the forbidden spell, was now far weaker than a baron. Knowing that fleeing was futile, he began to curse.

"Devil?!"

Su Yang coldly snorted, finding it amusing. "When did vampires start using the term 'devil'? Aren't you one of the many devils in the West?"

Su Yang's knowledge of Western culture was no less than that of any traditional Westerner, given that he had traveled in Europe and America for over a decade.

"I let him go because I need someone to spread the news, but you, you will definitely die. Do you want to know how I will kill you?"

Kraft trembled with anger, revealing his fangs and growling, "Do you really think you are that powerful? You haven't seen the might of the ancestor. In the battle at the Tower of London, the ancestor you fought was just a fragment of the ancestor's will. Soon, the complete form of the ancestor will descend upon the world, and not only you, but all of humanity will bow to the will of the ancestor. The blood race will become the rulers of the world."

"The complete form of Cain?"

Su Yang's eyes lit up, and he said with a hint of anticipation, "Rest assured, I will not interfere with the awakening of your ancestor. Such a treasure of power, if not absorbed, would be a waste."

As he spoke, Su Yang raised his hand and took out the fragment of the Holy Lance from the "Cangjian." Infused with true essence, a golden light emerged, and the unique aura of the Holy Lance spread.

"This is the Lance of Longinus," Kraft's face turned pale.

"Since you recognize this artifact fragment, you should know its power," Su Yang said, playing with the fragment of the Holy Lance.

"Hmph, do you think you can use the Lance of Longinus against me?"

During this time, Kraft had recovered half of his energy. His eyes glowed with malice. "This is a legendary holy artifact that requires holy power to activate. Even if it falls into your hands, it is useless. Even a high-ranking bishop from the Vatican would find it difficult to kill me with this."

In Kraft's understanding, the Lance of Longinus was a holy artifact that only those with holy power, such as members of the Church, could use effectively. Others could only utilize the inherent aura of the Holy Lance, which had no real destructive power.

Su Yang shook his head and said, "What an ignorant fool."

As he spoke, a golden light shot out from the tip of the Holy Lance fragment, moving with incredible speed. Even a blood duke would find it difficult to avoid this golden light, let alone Kraft, who had not yet recovered.

*Pierce*

Kraft only had time to cross his arms in front of his chest. The next moment, the golden light pierced through his arms and left a large, transparent hole in his left chest, vaporizing his heart and reducing it to ashes.

Having tasted the power, Su Yang naturally did not let the blood baron's energy go to waste. He used the "Unity of All Methods" to absorb the energy from a distance, extracting a thicker strand than before and absorbing it into his body.

However, this time, only half of it was instantly refined, with the rest flowing into his purple mansion dantian.

"Indeed, my cultivation is still too shallow to digest so much foreign energy at once!" Su Yang muttered to himself, thinking, "I'll store it for now and refine it later."

If the founder of the Four Extremes Holy Sect, who was the first to cultivate the "Unity of All Methods" divine ability, heard this, he would surely be amazed.

After all, the founder cultivated the "Unity of All Methods" at the late Golden Core stage, and even then, the amount he could absorb and assimilate each time was comparable to what Su Yang had just absorbed.

After a final scan with his divine sense to ensure no blood members were left, Su Yang returned to the ancient castle.

He was quite satisfied with the outcome of this operation, considering it a good appetizer for the "one-man genocide war."

The greatest gain was the successful trial of the "Unity of All Methods" divine ability, which sparked his interest in the other contents of the *Four Extremes True Explanation*.

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At London Airport, Ling Han stepped off his private plane alone.

A blood baron dressed as a driver was waiting on the tarmac, respectfully opening the car door for Ling Han.

Sitting in the car, Ling Han recalled the private conversation his father had with him at the airport in South Africa, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Son, when the battle at the Tower of London took place, I was in seclusion, trying to break through the bottleneck of the middle Foundation Establishment stage, so I couldn't make it."

"But that doesn't stop me from understanding the mysterious 'Chinese Yang.' Based on a series of deductions, I believe he is also a cultivator like you and me."

"Father, you mean he is also a cultivator?" Ling Han was surprised.

"Yes, not only is he a cultivator, but he also possesses a great secret," Ling Xian's eyes glowed with greed. "According to the intelligence I've gathered over the years, this person's actual age should be over five hundred years."

"How is that possible? Wouldn't that make him as powerful as Grandfather?" Ling Han was shocked.

Ling Xian shook his head. "From the blood race's description, this person's strength should be on par with yours, or even weaker."

"Because of this, I believe he possesses a great secret, especially in terms of extending his lifespan."

"That's why I'm sending you to London. Capture him, force out this secret, and it will greatly benefit our family."

Ling Han immediately understood the deeper meaning behind Ling Xian's words and nodded. "A cultivator who has lived for over five hundred years, if not at the Foundation Establishment stage or higher, couldn't have lived that long. But this person, despite his insufficient cultivation, remains youthful. There are only two possibilities: either he possesses a rare treasure or a unique skill."

"But with my current cultivation, which is just a step away from the early Foundation Establishment stage, capturing him might be difficult."

"You have the Seven Star Lamp. Even if he is at the early Foundation Establishment stage, he is no match for you. Moreover, the three blood princes all seek our family's help. With their support, you might not even need to act."

Ling Xian, with his deep strategy, said, "I am now returning to the ancestral home to refine two new artifacts. When that is done, no one in the world will be my match. Then it will be time for our family to rise to power and rule the world."

The black Rolls-Royce entered the central area of London, passing through three secret entrances, and entered a vast underground fortress. Ling Han got out of the car and walked into a villa in the fortress.

The leader of the Brook family, now a blood prince, Bak, personally greeted him in the hall.

"Han, it's been a long time!" Bak showed unusual enthusiasm, extending his hand for a handshake.

Ling Han released his divine sense, sensing the faint blood energy from Bak, and smiled. "Bak, your rapid improvement in strength is truly enviable. Among the three blood princes, you are probably the strongest."

Bak's eyes showed a hint of pride, and he waved his hand. "That's thanks to the strange array your father set up years ago. Otherwise, I wouldn't have this power now."

Ling Han, understanding what Bak meant, said calmly, "Bak, you are too kind. I am here for two reasons. One is to reinforce and repair the array. After decades of operation, its effectiveness has greatly diminished."

Bak was delighted. "Han, you are truly my benefactor. To be honest, the strange array's effectiveness has been reduced to only a third of its original power in recent years. Why don't you come with me now to inspect the array and see what's wrong?"

Since Ling Xian set up the spirit-gathering array in the Brook family's base years ago, Bak, under the array's influence, broke through to the prince stage in just over a decade.