Chapter 463

They were on two completely different levels!

Controlling with Soul Power and controlling with Spiritual Power were two different concepts.

Simply put, with Spiritual Power, Wang Feng could control the Mysterious Underworld Spike at will. With any command, the Mysterious Underworld Spike could attack from all angles without any delay.

Controlling with Soul Power was much more troublesome, and the degree of control was limited. He could only make simple changes.

"I feel like there's something in my mind …"

Wang Fengxin's heart skipped a beat. "Could it be that Spiritual Power has been concretized?"

Shaking his head, Wang Feng felt that it was impossible.

Wang Feng didn't think too much about it. He focused on the sharp blade again and continued practicing.

He didn't know if it was because of the Black-Hoop Spiritual Skull or because he was extremely focused, but Wang Feng improved very quickly.

One day later...

A sharp blade floated quietly beside Wang Feng, spinning gently.

This sharp blade was very short, about the size of a palm. This was the limit of Wang Feng's Spiritual Power.

"Go."

Wang Feng snapped his fingers, and the sharp blade suddenly flew out and stabbed into a big tree. However, it only made the tree tremble, and a two to three centimeters deep cut was made.

However, because it was only controlled with Spiritual Power, it wasn't strong enough.

Wang Feng shook his head. This was the weakness of Spiritual Power control. Without a point to leverage, it was very weak.

Although he could do simple Object Manipulation, the lethality was too weak.

In other words, Wang Feng didn't have a specific Spiritual Power cultivation method or Object Manipulation method. If it was a cultivation method, it would probably be some kind of spell.

He could only fumble around on his own, but Wang Feng didn't get tired of it.

"Other than being cool … there's nothing good about it."

Wang Feng clicked his tongue. "Seems like I still need a long time to practice. Sooner or later, I will be able to fly on a sword and experience the feeling of being an immortal."

Logically speaking, he was indeed cool.

In the future, with a single thought, the Mysterious Underworld Spike would instantly turn into a weapon. Swish, swish, swish …

However, it would still take a long time before he could do it.

Yesterday, Wang Feng had been practicing Object Manipulation with Spiritual Power the entire day.

Today, Wang Feng would directly use the Mysterious Underworld Spike to quickly build a triangular wooden house about 85 square meters.

This was not a difficult task for Wang Feng.

What was interesting was that this ice tree was quite special. It seemed to be in an ice and snow environment, but after peeling off the bark, Wang Feng found that this kind of tree could keep warm and release heat. The temperature of the wooden house built from it was much higher than outside.

After the wooden house was built, Wang Feng spent another three days exploring the surrounding terrain.

The Extreme North was truly desolate and uninhabited, and the terrain was strange of every description. About two kilometers north of Wang Feng's wooden house, there was a small ice valley with several ten-thousand-year soul beasts inside, but they weren't particularly strong. North and south, there was a long ice river that extended to an unknown location.

Wang Feng could see quite a few soul beasts in the water, as well as some special fishes.

After exploring an area with a radius of nearly five kilometers, there was basically only snow and trees. As for the other resources, Wang Feng didn't see much unless they were buried under the snow.

If they went further in, they would reach the inner area of the Land of Extreme North, which was relatively more dangerous.

Wang Feng estimated that there should be quite a few ten-thousand-year soul beasts inside.

The Land of Extreme North was too big. Although he hadn't explored it before, it shouldn't be much inferior to the Great Star Dou Forest.

Wang Feng's goal in the future was to become a ninety-thousand-year soul beast.

This was because this was the requirement for punching in.

He didn't have many chances of killing a hundred-thousand-year soul beast. Although it was only a difference of ten thousand years, this was the difference between a Soul Douluo and a Titled Douluo.

Cultivating alone in this forest of ice and snow would make one feel extremely lonely. This was also a form of cultivation.

If you didn't speak, no one would be able to sense any of your emotions.

Loneliness, coldness, and desolation.

In such an environment, Wang Feng wasn't disturbed by external things, and was extremely focused on his cultivation. With the help of the skull, Wang Feng's cultivation speed greatly increased.

In less than a month, Wang Feng broke through to Rank 92.

However, as he increased his rank, Wang Feng realized that his cultivation speed became even slower.

However, Wang Feng was still not anxious. He didn't go deep into the Land of Extreme North, and only cultivated in the outer area.

Wang Feng knew that in the inner area of the Land of Extreme North, danger and opportunity coexisted. There were definitely treasures inside, but there were also powerful soul beasts.

He wasn't in a hurry.

It was another normal day. On the wooden bed in the wooden hut, Wang Feng opened his eyes from his meditation. A streak of black light flashed across his eyes.

With a thought, the black light flew out from Wang Feng's body and turned into a long pole. It picked up the clothes on the wooden hut's clothes rack and landed in front of Wang Feng. It automatically helped Wang Feng put it on.

After that, it turned into a comb and combed Wang Feng's messy hair into an adult's appearance. As it combed, it also turned into a pair of scissors to trim Wang Feng's hair.

After a month of simple training, Wang Feng could already use his spiritual power to control the Mysterious Underworld Spike.

It was extremely convenient.

He could train and fix his appearance at the same time. Wang Feng didn't want to become a barbarian because of excessive cultivation.

Life had to have a sense of ritual, and cultivation was the same.

Wang Feng's body would become messy because of his daily combat training. However, with the help of the Mysterious Underworld Spike, Wang Feng didn't even need to lift a finger. He could use his spiritual power to quickly fix himself and turn himself into an exquisite pig-like boy. He could continue training for another day.

However, this was also because the Mysterious Underworld Spike was a soul bone. It was fused with his body to a certain extent. This was why he could use his spiritual power to control objects. If it were anything else, Wang Feng wouldn't be able to control it so well.

In just a few minutes, under the control of the Dark Nether Spike, Wang Feng's entire body was in high spirits.

It had to be said that the Mysterious Underworld Spike was a necessity for lazy people. With it, Wang Feng didn't have to wear clothes anymore.

Wang Feng stood up and pushed open the wooden door. A gust of cold wind blew in. He looked at the familiar world of ice and shouted.

"Spear, come!"

He focused his eyes and stretched out his hand. The black light condensed into a spear in the air. As if it had a mind of its own, it spun a few times in the air and flew towards Wang Feng's hand.

However, it was slightly crooked. It brushed past Wang Feng's hand and hit his face.

Wang Feng was speechless.

Wang Feng rubbed his face and grabbed the spear formed by the Mysterious Underworld Spike.

Of course, the spear didn't have a mind of its own. He was using his spiritual power to control it so that he could act cool.

However, the spear was too big. Wang Feng's spiritual power couldn't control such a big weapon with such precision.

Wang Feng could only use his spiritual power to control small objects like scissors, combs, and short sticks.

In the past month, Wang Feng had mostly been sensing the surrounding terrain or using his spiritual power to control the Mysterious Underworld Spike. He had also been fighting, but not much.

From today onwards, Wang Feng planned to train with the spear.

He wanted to see if he could figure out a special technique. However, Wang Feng didn't use the Soul Slaying Spear. It consumed too much soul power.

He could use the spear formed by the Mysterious Underworld Spike.

As for how to train, Wang Feng had thought about it for the past month and had some ideas.

(End of Chapter)