Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Loser System and Berserker Me
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 41: The Weaving Shadow Nest Is Your Most Loyal Servant!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 632.2: Reverse Scale - Part 2
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 257: Transmigration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 335: Cursed Daughter
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1195.5- Area beneath the walls (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 326 - Can You Guess How I Felt At That Moment?
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 953: Old Friends
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1195- Area beneath the walls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 25.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 632.1: Reverse Scale - Part 1
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 334: We're Very Welcoming
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 256: Enter the Door
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 325 - They're Out Of Luck
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1194- Top Flower
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 952: A Hundred Years of Accumulation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1193- Heaven and Earth as one
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 324 - A Bunch Of Fake Gods; Princess Dongfang Yao
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 24.2
In the hall, a wave of air knocked Xianghua Zi away before she could even return to her senses. She widened her eyes mid-air, only to see the altar lord’s strange, thin body rapidly swell up above the lotus pedestal. In the blink of an eye, he became a tough, muscular man with a head full of long, black, slick hair. He was brimming with vigour. His aura constantly grew, filling the entire hall.
It’s the Hidden Aura gu. This arrogant kid is dead for sure today. I can’t afford to be implicated by him any further!
Normally, the Hidden Aura gu withdrew all auras and spiritual qi into the body. Although it made the user seem all thin and withered, it could lengthen their lifespans and conceal their aura, and it could erupt with great strength when it mattered.
The shaman arts of the south were often known as the arts of shaman gu, which only demonstrated the importance of “gu”. The cultivation methods of many shaman gu were nurturing gu, which was divided into “internal nurturing” and “external nurturing”. Internal nurturing was nurturing the gu within the body, becoming one with the gu; this allowed them to unleash various abilities. It was akin to the daemon core of daemons. External nurturing was refining various kinds of gu and controlling them in battle.
There were many different types of insects, and the shamans abused these insect’s special characteristic of limited intelligence, allowing them to create a myriad of arts of shaman gu. They could attack, defend, curse, or poison. They could do anything. However, the orthodox cultivation community spurned it. After all, regular people never liked placing an insect or bug into their bodies, and even their personalities would be affected as time went on. They would become as brutal and cruel as insects.
The altar lord flew into a rage. He drew his blade loudly from its sheath and swung down from several meters away. There was a spurt of golden light, and it turned into a blade aura several meters long.
The blade is only a spiritual artifact. Looks like shamans really
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