Walker Of The Worlds

Chapter 3607: A Forbidden Demonic Technique

Lin Mu had not considered alchemical techniques deeply for this investigation. His focus had remained on direct analysis, on understanding the blood as it was. Yet if the issue could not be seen in its current state, then perhaps it needed to be altered.

”Since you can’t figure out what’s wrong with it,” Lin Mo continued, ”then change it, break it down, or refine it. Extract what actually matters.”

Lin Mu’s gaze sharpened.

”Bloodline essence...” he murmured inwardly.

”Exactly,” Lin Mo said. ”You’re looking at the whole thing and expecting answers. What you need is the core. Strip everything else away and see what’s left.”

For a moment, Lin Mu said nothing.

Then realization dawned.

He had been approaching the problem from a structural perspective, treating the blood as a complete system. But bloodlines were not defined by the entirety of the blood. They were defined by their essence, the concentrated source of lineage and inheritance.

If he could isolate that essence...

”I see,” Lin Mu said softly.

A faint smirk could almost be felt from Lin Mo’s presence.

”Took you long enough.”

Lin Mu ignored the remark, his mind already shifting gears. The fatigue that had weighed on him moments ago began to dissipate, replaced by renewed focus.

”I will need a suitable method,” he said.

”You already have that too,” Lin Mo replied. ”Dig deeper into those memories. There’s more than enough in there. I’ll let you figure out the rest.”

Lin Mu closed his eyes.

His consciousness turned inward, diving into the vast sea of memories left behind by the Withered Spirit Daoist. What he had accessed before was only a fraction. Now, he searched with intent, filtering through techniques, formulas, and methods that pertained specifically to blood refinement.

The process was not simple.

The sheer volume of information was immense, spanning eras of experimentation and discovery. Each memory carried layers of complexity, requiring careful navigation to avoid becoming overwhelmed.

Time passed.

Hours slipped by unnoticed.

Then an entire day.

Within the depths of those memories, Lin Mu sifted through countless alchemical arts until one finally stood out.

The Blood Essence Transmogrifying Art.

The name alone showed the importance. As he examined the technique, its purpose became clear. It was designed to refine blood used in alchemical processes, transforming it to suit the needs of specific pills. It allowed the practitioner to isolate and purify the essential components of a bloodline, removing unnecessary elements while preserving its core nature.

Lin Mu’s eyes opened slowly.

”This will work,” he said.

Yet even as he spoke those words, he knew it was not enough.

Refining the bloodline essence would allow him to observe it more clearly, but it would not reveal the underlying issue on its own. If the problem lay deeper, within the structure or behavior of the essence itself, then further action would be required.

With that thought, Lin Mu returned to the memories.

This time, what he found caused his expression to change.

Bloodline Unraveling Demonic Art.

The moment he comprehended its function, a chill ran through him.

”Heavens...”

This was no ordinary technique.

It was designed to dismantle bloodlines at their core, unraveling the very essence that defined them. It did not merely weaken or suppress. It broke down lineage completely, reducing it to its most fundamental components.

Memories of its history surfaced.

A calamity.

An era of destruction.

Entire lineages wiped out.

Races driven to extinction.

A technique that had once brought about devastation on a scale that affected a significant portion of the Immortal Realm. The loss of life had been immense, and the fear it instilled had led to its eradication.

’Nearly ten percent of all life in the immortal realm had once been wiped out due to this art...’

Lin Mu felt a faint trace of cold sweat form.

Even the Withered Spirit Daoist, for all her knowledge and crazed ambition, had never dared to use it. She had only preserved it, hidden within her vast collection of techniques. She had found it in some old ruins and didn’t know what it was at first.

But upon learning what it was, she cursed the fact that she even found such a dangerous thing. If anyone learned she had it... forget the Celestial court, her master himself would be the first one to kill her to save himself.

Thankfully, even if she ever wished it, she would never be able to use it due to the requirements.

”It requires Demonic Qi...” Lin Mu muttered.

”And you have that,” Lin Mo said quietly.

Lin Mu remained still.

The Burning Heart Sutra of the Demonic Path.

It granted him access to Demonic Qi along with great strength and even a transformation. It was something few cultivators could wield without consequence if they were not of demonic bloodlines. But in Lin Mu’s hands, it was controlled, tempered by his will.

”I would not be using it to harm,” Lin Mu said.

”Intent doesn’t change what it is,” Lin Mo replied. ”But it does change what you do with it.”

Lin Mu understood.

This technique was dangerous beyond measure. Even using it in a controlled environment carried risks. Yet its ability to unravel bloodline essence made it the perfect tool for analysis.

If used carefully, it could reveal what no other method could.

Lin Mu exhaled slowly.

The decision was made.

Before proceeding, he rose from his seat and moved toward the private chamber that had been assigned to him. Once inside, he began setting up arrays.

Not the standard ones set up by the Foxkin.

His own.

Layers of formation unfolded under his control, each one carefully constructed to isolate the space within the room. Concealment arrays masked the fluctuations of energy. Suppression arrays contained any potential leakage. Stabilization arrays ensured that even volatile reactions would remain controlled.

He worked methodically, leaving no room for error.

The final layer empowered by his own Buddhist energy settled into place, sealing the chamber completely. The Buddhist energy would ensure that even if any demonic qi leaked, it would be purified before it left this place.