Catastrophic necromancer

**Chapter 699: Demon Emperor: Since You Are Here, You Might As Well Stay**

In the ancient city of Shenxia, a tall woman slowly walked into the city. She wore a form-fitting mage outfit that revealed her waist, and her skin was as white as snow.

Her appearance was stunningly beautiful, leaving people in awe.

Her arrival immediately attracted the attention of many male professionals. Many who were chatting stopped in their tracks, staring at her in a daze.

Their gazes were firmly fixed on her, unable to look away.

She was captivating, exuding an unimaginable charm at all times. Not only male professionals but also many female professionals were drawn to her, showing envy.

She was like a fire in the cold night, attracting everyone’s attention as soon as she appeared.

Her face showed little expression, with a slight smile at the corners of her mouth.

However, deep in her eyes, there was a hint of disgust.

She didn’t like being watched like this.

Fortunately, it was just watching, and no one came to bother her.

Professionals had their own code of conduct, especially those who had reached level 70 and completed three job changes. Each had their own principles.

Most people just admired her. Everyone loves beautiful things.

She walked to the center of the square, where the ancient tower of Gu Lei was located.

However, the Gu Lei tower was not activated and was buried underground.

The area was cordoned off, with soldiers guarding it, not allowing anyone to approach.

The woman did not approach either, just standing at a distance and watching.

“Gu Lei tower.”

She slowly uttered the three words, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

“Miss, are you here to see the Gu Lei tower?” a voice suddenly sounded in her ear, and someone approached.

The person who approached was a man in his thirties. Being a high-level professional at this age, he could be considered a genius.

But compared to the woman, he was not much.

The woman looked to be only about 20 years old, very young.

Of course, no one believed she was really only 20 years old.

The woman did not turn around, slightly opened her mouth, and said two words, “Yes.” Her voice was slightly cold, with a hint of arrogance.

After speaking, the woman lifted her leg and left.

The man wanted to follow, but suddenly felt his vision blur and lost sight of her.

He quickly searched and found that the woman had already moved more than ten meters away.

Then his vision blurred again, and the woman disappeared, moving another ten meters away.

“So fast!”

He was secretly amazed. The woman seemed to be just taking simple steps, but each step covered more than ten meters.

After a few steps, she was completely out of sight.

Shocked, he did not pursue.

He knew she had no intention of interacting with him.

As a high-level professional, his pride wouldn’t allow him to make a fool of himself.

Leaving the ancient city of Shenxia, without so many eyes on her, the woman clearly breathed a sigh of relief.

That feeling was truly uncomfortable, even somewhat painful.

She seemed to be regretting, stepping on the grass and muttering to herself, “Was this decision right or wrong?”

“Lin Moyu is not here, and I don’t know when he will come. But besides here, where else can I find him?”

“I can’t go to the human world, so it seems I can only wait for Lin Moyu here.”

“There is a saying among humans: ’Since you are here, you might as well stay.’ Since I’m here, I’ll wait.”

She was the Demon Emperor, or rather, a clone of the Demon Emperor.

She transformed into a human form, suppressing her power to come here, just to find Lin Moyu.

But now that Lin Moyu was not here, she could only wait.

She found a large stone outside the city and lazily lay down.

An invisible barrier appeared, concealing her aura and hiding her figure.

Passing professionals ignored her, unable to see her at all.

To high-level professionals, her level was too high. If she didn’t want to be discovered, neither high-level professionals nor top-level professionals could find her.

She was not in a hurry. She believed Lin Moyu would come here eventually.

Lin Moyu had her aura on him, and she could sense his general location.

Lin Moyu should be in the ancient battlefield now, but not in the lower space, rather in the upper space.

Given Lin Moyu’s level, staying in the upper space was self-explanatory.

Lin Moyu continuously used his skills, bit by bit, eliminating soul power.

At first, he couldn’t control it. A bit of soul power would instantly fly out tens of thousands of meters. With a little more force, it would be tens of thousands of meters more.

Far from what he had envisioned.

Lin Moyu had envisioned being able to control the distance freely.

Starting from a hundred meters, up to tens of thousands of meters, he could fly as far as he wanted.

Otherwise, having speed without precision would greatly reduce the skill’s effectiveness.

Such a good skill couldn’t be wasted; it would be too much of a waste.

But achieving this was very difficult.

For ten consecutive days, Lin Moyu practiced the skill non-stop. He didn’t know how many tens of thousands of times he practiced, gradually mastering the rhythm and becoming more proficient.

After ten days, Lin Moyu could control his movements within a range of one hundred to one thousand meters at will. The precision was no less than ten meters, and the time did not exceed 0.1 seconds, as fast as teleportation.

To master the skill to this extent in ten days, Antares once again marveled at Lin Moyu’s talent.

The process of mastering the skill was also a process of improving Lin Moyu’s control over his soul power.

In the process of practicing the Wings of the Undead, it also greatly benefited the practice of the Soul-Splitting Method.

The essence of the Soul-Splitting Method is to split a wisp of the soul from the main soul, forming a clone-like existence to bear the backlash.

Because the split wisp of the soul is very small, its damage has little impact on the soul.

Without damaging the soul’s foundation, up to five wisps of the soul can be split, allowing for five uses of the purple God-Slaying Thunder.

If the soul is split further, it will affect the soul’s foundation.

Of course, with the talent of Comprehensive Rebirth, even the soul can be reborn.

But the talent activation has prerequisites: someone must kill him, and it must be at least one minute apart, not without weaknesses.

But now, after these days of practicing the Wings of the Undead, Lin Moyu’s control over his soul has become more refined. By analogy, he has a new understanding of the Soul-Splitting Method.

Now Lin Moyu can split smaller and finer soul power, splitting more souls.

Without damaging the soul’s foundation, the Soul-Splitting Method originally allowed for five splits, but now it can allow for ten splits.

Although it only adds five more attack opportunities, in battle, a slight difference often means the difference between life and death.

After ten days, Lin Moyu stopped practicing.

He knew he had reached a certain level, and further effort would not yield much effect.

In fact, from the eighth day, the effect of practice had become negligible.

Antares glanced at him, “Done practicing?”

Lin Moyu nodded, “Almost, the effect is no longer significant.”

Antares, with a nonchalant look, said, “Indeed, with your soul level, reaching this level is already good.”

“I don’t know about your skill, but as for the Soul-Splitting Method, you’ve reached the limit.”

Lin Moyu, with a hint of doubt, said, “I can feel that the Soul-Splitting Method seems to have room for improvement.”

“Of course, you are only at the initial stage of the Soul-Splitting Method. But you are still far from the next stage.”

“What is the next stage like?”

“What’s the use of telling you? Your soul can’t bear it. Do what you can at your level.”

Lin Moyu knew Antares was being secretive again, but he wasn’t in a hurry.

When his level increased, he would figure it out himself.

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