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Chapter 566: Necromancy and Spirit Enhancement Are the Same!

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A Will Eternal – Chapter 566

Chapter 566: Necromancy and Spirit Enhancement Are the Same!

"Necromancy and spirit enhancement are basically the same thing …." Bai Xiaochun muttered to himself as he looked at the information on the bone slip. From what he read, all the various kinds of multicolored flames in the Wildlands were produced by necromancers, a fact that caused Bai Xiaochun's heart to jump with excitement.

After several generations of experiments and research, the formula for everything from one to four colors of fire has been well established. In fact, there are several variations on how to conjure each type of fire.

Such a formula is actually no secret in the Wildlands. Although not every necromancer had the skills to use all formulas, all aristocratic necromancer clans had formulas in their records.

However, the formula for the fifteen-colored flame was a closely guarded secret that not even a mid-level necromancer clan could access. Only the great clans and other great powers had it.

As for the sixteen-colored flame, it was a secret amongst secrets.

After all, because of all these factors, when it came to spirit enhancement, Wildlands existed at a much higher level than the Heavenspan land.

The information in the bone slips makes it clear that just having a certain level of flame does not guarantee the success of using it to do spirit enhancement. The more color in the flame, the higher the chance of failure. It was one area where there was no difference between Wildlands cultivators and Heavenspan. Also similar is how failure leads to the total destruction of all materials involved. From what Bai Xiaochun knew, it was a kind of equalizer between the two sides.

However, what he had learned about how necromancers could conjure their own flames was still very shocking.

"If I could learn the formula to produce a multi-colored flame …." Bai Xiaochun was aware that his greatest advantage was the tortoise. After all, just because one could conjure a fourteen-colored flame didn't mean that they could successfully perform a fourteen-fold increase in spirit. But to Bai Xiaochun, it was exactly the opposite!

As a result, he felt completely and completely shaken.

The bone slips also had information about the so-called soul vitality, which was actually just a treatment of the soul. Soul medicines were very similar to spirit stones as soul cultivators not only used them for cultivation, but also as currency.

In terms of how to make a soul medicine, it wasn't too difficult. The initial process was the same as when conjuring a multi-colored flame, except that in the end, the end result became a soul medicine!

Soul medicines made from ten-colored or less flames were considered low-grade, and were further classified according to how much fire one had used to make them. For example, a soul medicine made from one-colored flame was a tier one low-tier soul medicine. If it was made from a ten-colored flame, it was a level ten low-tier soul medicine.

Soul medicine made from eleven-colored flames was known as intermediate level, and was much more expensive. Furthermore, mid-level soul medicine could only be conjured up by a terrestrial necromancer.

In terms of high-tier soul medicines, they were extremely rare, and could only be produced with a flame of fifteen colors or higher. They are called soul vitality.

There was also a type of soul medicine that was referred to as the highest level, but most were legends that were conjured up using 21 colored flames !!

Soul medicine and soul vitality were the main reasons that necromancers had become famous in the Wildlands!

In terms of the services they do for others, they can conjure up soul medicines to use in cultivation, and can use their necromancy to put spirit designs onto magical items, and can use their necromancy to put spirit designs on them, turning it into a spirit enhanced soul treasure.

In terms of their own strength, there was one thing that necromancers could do that no one else could, and that was using their necromancy to create soul slaves. By turning a large group of avenging souls into slaves, and then directing their movements and actions, they could use it as a powerful weapon to kill the enemy. Moreover, they could use his soul slaves as a base to conjure soul medicine and create multi-colored flames ….

After reading through all the information on the bone slips, Bai Xiaochun realized that necromancers were really strong in all areas.

"Experts ... can do anything !!" He couldn't help but rethink everything that happened when he did spirit enhancement back in the trial with fire. Then he thought about how the necromancer's strength encompassed everything. From what he knew, necromancers were not only nobles in the Wildlands, they were like ... direct descendants of the land itself!

"I have to be a necromancer !!" Eyes blazing passionately, he gripped the bone slippage tightly in his hand and checked the information inside. Then he searched around in Bai Hao's bag to hold on again. However, no bone slip had a formula for a colorful flame.

"I guess Bai Hao's cultivation base isn't high enough to have such a formula. Or maybe his position in the clan was too low? " Looking at the mound of the tomb, he reached out and wrote down a few words to the tree above it.

Then he clasped his hands and bowed to the grave. After that, he turned around and started moving. Although he was moved by what he had learned about necromancers, he knew that the most important thing he had to do right now was to return to the distant Great Wall.

"I guess I'll have to rely on my performance-changing trick again." With that, he used his mask to change his appearance to that of Bai Hao.

"I will use Bai Hao's identity temporarily." With that, he increased the speed.

"But there are some strange things about this mask ..." he thought with a frown. After all, the mask itself came from the Wildlands, where there were several powerful groups who could theoretically trace it in that way.

"The fact that they could find me with the mask earlier suggests that there is a brand mark that I cannot detect." Although the powerful group had never shown much hostility towards him, Bai Xiaochun did not want to risk his life due to their lack of interest. A moment later, his eyes glittered as he recalled the changes that had happened back in the trial with fire, as he performed an elevenfold increase in spirit on the leaves. Not only has her appearance changed, but her own branding marks have been removed, forcing her to tie her up again.

"That sounds like a great way to handle this situation!" After making up his mind, he went on a journey, using the map in the bone slip to navigate his way towards the edge of the forest.

Not long after he left, a mysterious gray mist began to accumulate in the area around the grave mound.

Then, a voice could be heard like someone walking along a stretch of fragile foliage.

Immediately, a figure appeared, walking slowly through the mist to come to stand in front of Bai Hao's grave.

It was a long gray-robed old man, with an expressionless face. If Bai Xiaochun was there, he would have recognized him immediately. She is ... the gravekeeper!

The old man looked at the mound of the tomb for a long time, then turned to look in the direction Bai Xiaochun had taken earlier. A moment passed, and then the old man turned around and walked away.

**

As Bai Xiaochun sped through the forest towards his border, Zhou Yixing walked out of the cave on the mountain some distance away.

He looked much healthier than before, and his eyes shone brightly. Although he did not fully return to normal, he mostly recovered. However, when he thought back to the losses he had suffered in the labyrinth, depression gripped his heart, and he gritted his teeth in frustration.

"It's all Bai Xiaochun's fault! The world will be a better place with his death! ” A cold snort, he looked around, and then started strengthening the spell formation he had made in the area.

Although two months had passed, he still had not fully recovered from the injuries he had sustained in the labyrinth. However, after being teleported to this place, he was lucky enough to meet some Foundation Establishment soul cultivators.

After killing them, he used secret magic to eat their flesh, blood, and cultivation base, which helped him recover a little. However, as a necromancer, he was well aware that this location was far beyond the territory of his own clan, and that he was a stranger here. Even he's in grave danger here.

During the two months in which he had stayed in place, he had used the spell formation to trap a few more soul cultivators, who were providing food for his recovery.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the Jungle of Lost Souls, which means I'm very, very far from home …." Frowning, Zhou Yixing looked around again, and then sighed.

“That means I am in the territory of the Giant Ghost King, one of the four great kings of the Wildlands, a demigod with five gods under his command…. If I want to go home, I will have to pass Giant Ghost City at some point. That's where the teleportation portal will be. " After some thought, he finished his work with the spell formation.

“There won't be many soul cultivators out in the open once I leave the Lost Soul Forest region. I will capture a few more and recover my cultivation base, then head to Giant Ghost City. ” After making a decision, he was just about to return to the cave when his expression flickered when he saw a figure speeding in the forest some distance away.

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