"At the same time, most importantly, the Water Prison Skill is a strong control type spell that can ignore the immunity effects of the Golden Body Technique and the Golden Body Talisman, enforcing control over the cultivator."
"In the face of the Water Prison Skill, the Golden Body is nothing more than a useless sheet of white paper."
This truly stunned Mo Hua.
A superior Daoist magic, a powerful control spell, disregarding the Golden Body.
He immediately said, "Then if one learns the Water Prison Skill, can one catch the Water Yama?"
Elder Yu Canghai shook his head.
"Not possible?" Mo Hua asked.
"It’s not impossible," Elder Yu Canghai said, "to learn the Water Prison Skill is even harder than capturing the Water Yama..."
"This is an extremely complex spell, and a superior Daoist magic at that, how can it be so easy to learn? Throughout the generations in the Water Prison Sect, only the sect leader and the direct lineage of the leader are eligible to learn it, and even then, not all leaders can master it."
Mo Hua said, "Then..."
Elder Yu Canghai said, "I naturally wouldn’t, and besides, I am not a sect leader, nor could I possibly have the Water Prison Skill heritage in my possession."
Mo Hua was somewhat disappointed, then asked, "Aside from the Water Prison Skill, are there even more powerful spells?"
"The Water Prison Skill is a superior skill, beyond that would be a forbi..."
Elder Yu Canghai abruptly stopped talking.
"Forbi what?" Mo Hua asked.
"Nothing..." Elder Yu Canghai forced a smile, saying, "There are indeed more powerful ones than the Water Prison Skill, but those are not control spells. In terms of control, naturally, none surpass the Water Prison Skill."
"I see." Mo Hua nodded.
After that, Elder Yu Canghai no longer said much.
He still had injuries on him, so Mo Hua did not want to disturb him further and took his leave.
However, this conversation had enlightened Mo Hua on many things.
Firstly, there is a more advanced practice of the Water Prison Technique.
He could practice more upon returning to see if he could perfect the Water Prison Technique to its utmost, the Nine Spirit Locks.
The Water Prison Technique with the Nine Spirit Locks would likely have a higher effectiveness.
Secondly, the Water Prison Skill.
Almost exclusively learned by the sect leader of the Water Prison Sect, able to counteract the Water Prison Sect cultivation techniques and disregard the Golden Body Skill, an extremely rare superior control-type spell.
Mo Hua was not greedy for offensive spells.
But this type of control spell, however, held an inexplicable attraction to him.
Mo Hua felt eager yet somewhat regrettable.
Elder Yu said he did not possess the heritage of the Water Prison Skill; whether this was true or false was uncertain, but even if he did have it, he certainly would not let Mo Hua learn it.
After all, this was the sect protecting skill of the Water Prison Sect, only to be learned by the "sect leader."
Moreover, being a superior Daoist magic, the consumption of spiritual power was staggering.
With his meager spiritual power, even if he learned it, he might not be able to use it...
And when Elder Yu mentioned, "spells stronger than the Water Prison Skill", he said the word "forbi", Mo Hua could almost conclude his intention was to say "forbidden technique".
Was there forbidden techniques within the Water Prison Sect as well?
This Elder Yu had quite a number of hidden secrets...
Mo Hua marveled in his heart.
However, these are the inheritance of the Water Prison Sect, and it’s not appropriate to demand forcefully.
He could only calm his thoughts and returned to the Taixu Gate.
As soon as he returned to the sect, stepping through the mountain gate, he looked up at the plaque reading "Taixu Gate" and couldn’t help but recall the record of the Taixu Gate’s predecessor in the millennia-old documents of the Water Prison Sect as mentioned by Elder Yu.
"Tai’a God-Forging Sword, Rushing Void Proliferating Sword Qi, Taixu Sword Intent..."
"What sect were they exactly before the split into the Three Sects?"
"If the Three Sects were united, merging the divine sword, sword qi, and sword intent together, what kind of powerful sword dao heritage would that form?"
Mo Hua looked up at the sky, his heart longing.
Then his expression became somewhat forlorn.
Unfortunately, the Three Sects had already split apart.
Looking at the current situation, they probably couldn’t come together again, pondering such questions seemed futile.
"If only the Three Sects could be united..."
Mo Hua thought silently, then shook his head and stepped through the mountain gate of the Taixu Gate.
Above the mountain gate, white smoke still spiraled upwards, intertwining with the distant clouds and mist, becoming one with the sky.
An ancient sword intent roamed amidst it.