Chapter 462

The outskirts of the Extreme North.

Wang Feng felt the temperature drop as he made his way north. He knew he was in the outskirts of the Extreme North.

Wang Feng didn't know where exactly he was.

The temperature here was very low, but it was an excellent cultivation environment for a soul master with an ice-type martial soul.

However, the strange thing was that it was very difficult to survive in a place like this.

There were no signs of life in the area. Along the way, Wang Feng had only seen a few small markets in the outskirts of the forest. They were selling items that could be used to enter the forest, such as warm clothes and other tools.

But such settlements were rare because soul masters rarely came to such a harsh place.

In such an environment, the burden on one's body and soul power was too great. It was much more troublesome than the Great Star Dou Forest.

"The average temperature in the outskirts of the forest is about fifty degrees below zero …"

Wang Feng walked into the snowy forest, looking around as he pondered.

The ice-type soul beasts in the outskirts weren't strong. Many of the gentler ones would look at Wang Feng from afar. The bolder ones would even roar at him.

Wang Feng's body had been tempered by the Karmic Fire of the Red Lotus. His body was spotless and close to nature. Although he was human, he exuded a special aura. He had a natural affinity with living things. If the brain and sternum were completely refined, they would become one and become a true Pure and Pure Body. Wang Feng was also very curious as to what kind of changes would occur at that time.

This was one of Wang Feng's goals in coming to the Extreme North.

"The soul beasts in the outskirts aren't strong. They're rare."

Wang Feng stepped on the slightly soft snow. The thickness of the snow wasn't high. Every step he took left a footprint of about five centimeters.

This was the outskirts of the forest. If he went deeper, the temperature would drop even further.

Wang Feng didn't have any warm clothes on. If it were winter in his previous life, Wang Feng's thin clothes would be terrible.

In fact, this environment was suitable for any soul master to cultivate in, but it was difficult to endure for long periods of time.

In order to resist the cold, he had to circulate his soulforce and maintain his body at a normal temperature, which was beneficial for fighting. If he stayed in this place for too long, his soulforce would be absorbed faster.

Wang Feng was immune to both ice and fire, but only to energy attacks. He wasn't immune to the cold. Wang Feng's body was strong enough that the cold didn't affect him much.

Wang Feng didn't move forward after going about one thousand meters in the periphery.

He decided to set up camp here.

Wang Feng first used the Mysterious Underworld Spike to split into several sharp blades and cut down the surrounding trees, cutting them into countless wooden planks.

Wang Feng wanted to build a small wooden hut for his daily cultivation. he wasn't a barbarian.

After all, he was not a savage. Since he planned to cultivate in the Land of Extreme Ice for a long time, he naturally needed to build a shelter first.

The high efficiency of the Mysterious Dark Spike made Wang Feng sigh. The Mysterious Dark Spike was really useful.

Now that he had enough soulforce, it was much easier to use.

A few sharp black blades slashed at the snowy trees in the air.

These snow trees were covered in snowflakes, and the accumulated snowflakes also formed the leaves of these trees, adding a different kind of charm to this vast white world wrapped in silver.

With a flash of light, a large tree of ice and snow instantly fell to the ground. Wang Feng held two sabers in his hands, controlling his power as he carefully cut down the tree. He cut the tree into planks of equal length.

Halfway through, Wang Feng suddenly froze.

"I can only use the Mysterious Underworld Spike through physical contact. If I can use my spiritual power to control it … I should be able to achieve the effect of object manipulation."

Wang Feng suddenly thought of this.

Wang Feng had always used his soulforce to control the Mysterious Underworld Spike. He could change its trajectory to a certain extent. For example, he could change the direction of an arrow. But in reality, he needed to borrow force to fire the arrow. The longer the distance, the weaker the control.

Wang Feng couldn't directly control the Mysterious Underworld Spike.

If he could, he would be at the level of object manipulation.

"I have a spiritual skull that's more than a hundred thousand years old. Why don't I try it? I can use my spiritual power to control the Mysterious Underworld Spike. I don't need to do it myself. "

Wang Fengxin's heart heated up.

Flying on a sword?

Previously, when Wang Feng had used the Mysterious Dark Spike, he had only wanted to use it to change its form in the middle of the battle to catch the young master off guard.

But if he could use his spiritual power to control it …

Thinking of this, Wang Feng put down the black blade in his hand and stared at it.

His soulforce could only change the shape of the Mysterious Underworld Spike. If he didn't have the skull, Wang Feng didn't want to try using his spiritual power to control the Mysterious Underworld Spike.

The skull given by the system was stronger than Wang Feng imagined. It was able to resist Bibidon's pressure in the Pontiff's Palace. It wasn't simple.

Spiritual power was a very mysterious power. Wang Feng knew that in cultivation, it was similar to divine sense.

In the Douluo World, Wang Feng hadn't heard of any methods to cultivate spiritual power.

From the perspective of meditation cultivation, spiritual power should increase as one cultivated. Therefore, high-ranked soul masters often had very high spiritual power.

Wang Feng didn't know how to cultivate spiritual power.

How to use it was even more complicated.

He just stared at the sharp blade formed by the Mysterious Underworld Spike and crazily meditated on it.

It was the same when he made the arrow turn. He concentrated his spiritual power and controlled his soulforce to make the arrow turn.

But now Wang Feng needed the sharp blade to move on its own.

As for the relationship between soulforce and spiritual power, Wang Feng felt that it was probably the relationship between the graphics card and the CPU.

Without soulforce, no matter how strong one's spiritual power was, it couldn't do anything.

Without spiritual power, no matter how high one's soulforce was, they couldn't do anything because they couldn't use their soulforce.

Of course, this was only Wang Feng's analogy. In reality, there was still a big difference.

After staring at the sharp blade for a while, Wang Feng's skull glowed slightly. This was a sign that his spiritual power was operating.

Wang Feng felt as if a storm was brewing in his brain. The sharp blade seemed to break down into countless particles, recombined, and finally became the original sharp blade.

In the next moment, the sharp blade moved.

Seeing this, Wang Feng's pupils shrank.

One had to know that he didn't move at all. He was just using his spiritual power!

Following that, the sharp blade slowly floated up from the air.

At this time, Wang Feng felt a little dizzy. His skull emitted a clear aura, making Wang Feng feel much better.

"It really works!"

Wang Feng was quite excited. But because of this excitement, the sharp blade directly fell.

"This isn't using some tricks, nor is it using profound soulforce … It's pure spiritual power!"

Wang Feng murmured.

Wang Feng roughly knew that it was similar to Tang San's Mysterious Jade Hands. When practiced to a high level, it could also achieve a simple object controlling effect.

Similarly, soul masters with high soulforce could also control objects by relying on their profound soulforce. Wang Feng was able to control the arrow's turn in this way.

However, Wang Feng had never seen someone who could control objects with just mental power.

(End of this chapter)