There was a unique connection between Han Shuo and Little Skeleton, which began the moment Little Skeleton was refined using Han Shuo's blood essence along with the cocktails of some unknown junk materials. After that, Han Shuo used the Seal of Darkness to leave an eternal mark on Little Skeleton's soul. But in the process, some of his memories were also somehow transferred to Little Skeleton.
With these refinements and the support of some demonic arts, Little Skeleton's strength had advanced at a rate that even Han Shuo would be amazed at.
And now that he had formed the body and soul of Element, Little Skeleton was within the realm of BaseGods. With more knowledge of the Element of Death and the essence of Necromancy, Han Shuo believed that Little Skeleton would be able to make even greater breakthroughs and become a true 'God'.
"Let me transfer some memories to you. It might help you better understand the element of death, and subsequently improve your strength," Han Shuo transmitted as he looked at Little Skeleton.
Little Skeleton, who was riding a bone dragon, seemed rather startled by Han Shuo's words. The purple demon eye radiated a shimmering light. It looked at Han Shuo and asked, "What memories, Father?"
"Some skills related to manipulating the element of death using the soul. Given your body's affinity with the element of death, once you understand how to use the element in this regard, your strength is bound to improve," Han Shuo explained.
Little Skeleton fully deserved to be called the master of the crowd of undead creatures. In their presence, Little Skeleton possessed absolute dignity. But in front of Han Shuo, Little Skeleton was always submissive and never acted contrary to his command. After hearing Han Shuo's words, Little Skeleton maintained his docile silence and jumped down from the bone dragon. Standing in front of Han Shuo, he asked, "How do we do this, Father?"
While in the carnal realm, Han Shuo's consciousness possessed all sorts of wonderful abilities. And given his connection with Little Skeleton, it would be particularly easy to transfer some of his own memories of necromancy magic to Little Skeleton using the consciousness. Furthermore, Little Skeleton had merged his soul with the element of death. Han Shuo had full confidence in his ability to complete the process successfully.
"Is this place safe for now?" Han Shuo did not immediately set about the task, but looked at the netherworld some distance away, filled with high-level undead creatures roaming everywhere.
In this netherworld, as a basegod of death, Little Skeleton had a much deeper understanding of this world compared to Han Shuo. Therefore, he asked Little Skeleton's opinion before starting the task.
Little Skeleton swept his purple demon eyes over the distant NetherValley and glanced at the five elite zombies beside him before replying, "Father, they have successfully practised the formation. With the five of them here, I believe it will be very safe."
Han Shuo was overjoyed and asked, "Very good! The Penta Elemental Undead Formation is finally complete. And the five classes of energy can finally fuse together. How powerful is it?"
All five elite zombies could sense Han Shuo's happiness. They felt the same. The five little critters were now all highly intelligent, and they even talked over each other to take credit for the achievement, bragging to Han Shuo about how much effort they had put into it and how remarkable their achievement was. This left Han Shuo torn between laughter and tears.
"Rest assured Father. This formation is very powerful. Even I wouldn't be able to escape from the five of them," Little Skeleton replied.
As Little Skeleton continued to explain, Han Shuo became even happier. His understanding of the power of the Penta-Element Undead Formation from Chu Cang Lan's memories was limited. As for whether or not the formation would bring him the help he needed, Han Shuo was not too sure.
And now that Little Skeleton, a being of basegod strength, had said that not even he could escape the Penta-Elemental Undead Formation, Han Shuo was immediately reassured that the formation was not to be taken lightly.
More importantly, the power unleashed by the formation was not a constant value. As long as the five elite zombies continued to evolve, the power of the Penta-Elemental Undead Formation would grow and strengthen at the same rate. Based on Han Shuo's understanding of the five elite zombies, he believed that sooner or later, he would be in for a huge pleasant surprise.
"Alright then, let's start right away!" Han Shuo stood firmly in front of Little Skeleton, extending his hand and gently placing it on Little Skeleton's glistening, jade-like white skull.
His consciousness unfolded. Black lightning flashed through his pupils as he focused his vision on Little Skeleton. The consciousness had drawn out memories of necromancy. These memories took the form of specks of starlight. Guided by the consciousness, they slowly moved into Little Skeleton's soul through Han Shuo's large hand that rested gently on Little Skeleton's skull.
This demonic technique of using the mind to transfer memories required an extraordinary amount of skill and sensitivity. It also required the practitioner to be intimately familiar with the soul. Although the recipient did not require great skill and understanding, their soul had to be extremely powerful.
A fragile or weak soul would not be able to withstand the invasion of consciousness energy, and before the memories could enter, the soul would disintegrate and scatter in an instant, with absolutely no chance of recovery.
It was precisely because memory transfer was such a dangerous process that Han Shuo was so cautious. At first, his consciousness carried only the smallest and simplest of memories, and he transferred them to Little Skeleton's soul very gradually, lest Little Skeleton be unable to withstand it and suffer an irreversible tragedy.
The fact proved that the elemental soul formed by Little Skeleton after absorbing the Origin Crystal of Death was much stronger than Han Shuo had expected. The knowledge of the fundamentals of necromancy entered Little Skeleton's soul without the slightest hindrance, and it was quickly absorbed and digested by Little Skeleton in a manner that baffled Han Shuo.
Han Shuo was neither sad nor pleased. He was completely absorbed in the task at hand. The pair of eyes on his face radiated brilliant beams like black lightning. Using the most exquisite ability of his consciousness, he was gradually transferring his memories to Little Skeleton through his right hand.
Although the memory transfer was a very dangerous procedure, it did not consume much of Han Shuo's Demonic Yuan. The primary requirement for the procedure was that the performer had a refined realisation and a deep understanding of the soul.
In this situation, the necromancy magic that Han Shuo had cultivated for many years, a field that required expert study and deep understanding of the soul, gave him a clear advantage. The study of necromancy required a very high level of soul knowledge from the cultivator. Thanks to his extensive knowledge and achievements in this field, Han Shuo managed to avoid the slightest trouble on his very first attempt, and the memory transfer was carried out with extraordinary precision.
In this region, which was densely populated with high-level undead creatures, Han Shuo was using his consciousness to perform a most exquisite and abstruse demonic art manoeuvre on Little Skeleton. If everything went as planned, it wouldn't be long before Han Shuo could export his many years of knowledge of necromancy into Little Skeleton's soul. Then Little Skeleton would gain a profound understanding of necromancy in a very short time.
However, as Murphy's Law dictates, anything that can go wrong will go wrong. Halfway through, two waves of fierce danger hit them from the front and the back.
A kind of sinister soul energy suddenly erupted from within Little Skeleton's body!
This sinister energy definitely had nothing to do with Little Skeleton. It had a very obvious characteristic of plundering. Not only was it trying to steal the memories that Han Shuo was transferring into Little Skeleton, but it also didn't want to let Han Shuo and Little Skeleton's souls pass it by. The moment it appeared, it began to plunder wildly.
Han Shuo, whose eyes were radiating black flashes of lightning, could clearly see the sinister purple light emanating from Little Skeleton's Purple Demon Eye. Han Shuo could sense that the sinister soul energy that suddenly erupted was coming from the Purple Demon Eye on Little Skeleton's left eye socket.
Back then, at the forest trolls' sacred ground, Little Skeleton had violently dug out that Purple Demon Eye from the sculpture of Datara that the forest trolls had enshrined. When Little Skeleton first wore the Purple Demon Eye, both Han Shuo and Little Skeleton felt the invasion of some kind of evil energy. But at the critical moment, Little Skeleton put on the unique eye patch and averted the disaster.
From that moment on, Little Skeleton wore the unique eye patch for a long time. It seemed to have the function of suppressing the evil energy of the Purple Demon Eye, and Little Skeleton was unharmed all the time. Until one day, the eye patch ignited itself. But from then on, the Purple Demon Eye stopped emitting intense invasive energy. Han Shuo even assumed that Little Skeleton had become completely familiar with the bizarreness of the Purple Demon Eye, and thought that this unforgettable painful experience would not make its wrath known again.
However, at the most critical moment of the memory transfer process, the Purple Demon Eye, which had not behaved abnormally for a long time, experienced an unwelcome eruption of intense plundering energy. This energy was even faster and more violent than before. It was forcibly stealing the memories that Han Shuo had imparted to Little Skeleton, and attempting to seize both Han Shuo's and Little Skeleton's souls at an astonishing speed.
At the same time, perhaps sensing that Han Shuo and Little Skeleton had suddenly run into trouble, that mighty being in the Nethervalley let out a terrifying loud scream. All those powerful undead creatures in the Nethervalley seemed to have received the signal to attack. They stopped aimlessly and passively defending the Nethervalley and rushed towards the bald mountain where Han Shuo and Little Skeleton were standing.
An aura of death that matched Little Skeleton's aura rushed out of that valley as unannounced and instantaneous as that chilling screech. It charged out with its elite army of undead, preparing to seize the opportunity to trap Han Shuo and Little Skeleton in the Nethervalley forever.
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