Chapter 338: Chapter 337- Big reveal "Soul Devouring Everlasting Bird. Where did a brat like him find a lost Emperor-Level cultivation art?"
The middle-aged man’s voice was filled with envy and venom as he spoke.
At the same time, the countless mouths covering his grotesque body began muttering amongst themselves. Some whispered. Others shouted. A few laughed hysterically. Though their words varied, every single one of them revolved around a single topic.
The Emperor-Level cultivation art.
Something that had become exceedingly rare even during the prosperous eras of the past, and almost impossible to find in the current age.
Across the countless worlds and domains, only a handful of known Emperor-Level cultivation arts still existed. Most were controlled by the monstrous geniuses of ancient sects, immortal clans, and supreme powers that had stood for countless generations.
As for ordinary cultivators or rogue wanderers, obtaining such a treasure was nearly impossible.
And even if fortune somehow smiled upon them, their fate was rarely a pleasant one.
The moment news spread, countless experts would descend like vultures upon a corpse.
In the end, the art would inevitably fall into the hands of someone stronger.
Grey naturally knew that the Soul Devouring Everlasting Bird was extraordinary. However, even he had not expected it to be classified as an Emperor-Level cultivation art.
More importantly, it was incomplete.
The version he possessed was merely a fragment.
Even now, he had not awakened its true form.
At present, he could only utilize the essence within his body to manifest the flaming bird. Aside from augmenting his physical abilities and enhancing his combat prowess, it contributed little else.
The true power of the Soul Devouring Everlasting Bird remained dormant.
Grey was certain that if he could somehow locate the missing portions and complete the cultivation art, it would undergo a transformation beyond imagination.
Its current form would likely be nothing more than a shadow of its true self.
Unfortunately, none of that mattered at the moment.
If Grey had known that this middle-aged man could identify the Soul Devouring Everlasting Bird at a glance, he would never have revealed it.
Yet regret was meaningless now.
As Grey continued flying through the air while desperately considering his next move, a sharp whistling sound suddenly pierced his ears.
His pupils contracted.
A fraction of a second later, the middle-aged man appeared directly before him.
The man’s expression was solemn. Gone was the previous amusement and the casual indifference.
Only seriousness remained.
Grey’s breathing halted.
The speed displayed by the middle-aged man was simply too terrifying.
Before he could even react, a cold voice rang out.
"Where did you get that Emperor-Level cultivation art?"
The words struck Grey’s mind like a bucket of ice water.
His thoughts froze.
Before he could recover, the middle-aged man spoke once more.
"Where did you obtain the Soul Devouring Everlasting Bird?"
This time, his voice carried an overwhelming pressure.
It was not merely sound, it contained command. Almost like an authority of a part of the world urging him.
This could be classified as spiritual domination.
The moment those words entered Grey’s ears, a sharp pain exploded inside his head.
Several blood vessels within his eyes ruptured instantly.
Even tiny vessels within his brain burst apart.
His vision turned crimson.
Blood dripped from the corners of his eyes.
At the same time, the middle-aged man reached forward and grabbed toward Grey’s head.
However, even while enduring such agony, Grey’s instincts remained sharp.
His body twisted.
The man’s palm narrowly missed his skull.
Yet the violent wind generated by the passing strike still slammed into Grey’s body.
Several scales shattered and blood sprayed from his mouth.
Grey was sent tumbling through the air.
’He recognized the Soul Devouring Everlasting Bird?’