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Chapter 438: Strange Ways of Cultivation; Divine Limbs; Strange Laws

Or it could be said that those deformed organs are the means of attack of these deformed humans.

For example, the cultivator that Zhang Zhi saw at the beginning had a third hand growing from the back of his head. His hand could grow to a gigantic size. After growing to a gigantic size, the giant hand was about two or three feet in size. It danced with great vigor and was quite powerful. However, it looked very awkward for a human being about six feet tall to have a palm that was two or three feet in size.

For example, the person in front of Zhang Zhi now has more than ten tentacles growing on his body, which looks very creepy, but in fact, those are not tentacles, but mouths.

Each mouth can spit out a one-foot-sized fireball when it opens. More than a dozen mouths spit out fireballs in succession, and the power seems to be no less than that of a Gatling gun.

For example, the human not far away had four or five heads on his body, and each head could release an extremely sharp scream similar to the howl of a witch.

These screams can bring negative effects such as slowness, panic, deafness, and blindness to the opposing orcs. Moreover, the effect of each head's howling is different. Zhang Zhi discovered that the howling of one of the heads seems to trigger an instant death effect.

This path of cultivation seems to be quite interesting.

The orcs' first wave of attack was quickly defeated.

After defeating the opposing orcs, the human monks began to clean up the battlefield.

Zhang Zhi watched them happily using various methods to cut off the deformed parts of the killed orcs, and he was certain in his heart that the human race in this area of the world was practicing this seemingly uncomfortable way of cultivation.

However, what he didn't understand was why the human race in this world, and the beast race across from them, chose to take this kind of cultivation path that added all kinds of strange things that obviously seemed wrong to themselves?

The power of those deformed organs does seem to be quite good, but any path of cultivation, as long as the level of cultivation is improved, will be no less powerful than those mutated organs, right?
It's impossible that the human race in this world and the beast race across from them can't even find the most basic way to practice, right?

Just as Zhang Zhi was still wondering what was going on, the monk with more than a dozen mouths who had been blocking his way threw a bloody eyeball at him and said, "Is this your first time entering the Trial Tower?"

"You just started practicing, right?"

"You are a brave man for daring to participate in this trial battlefield, but your strength is a little lacking."

"And judging by your appearance now, you're just like me at the beginning, you're very concerned about your appearance."

"Put this eye on your arm or body, and then cover it with clothes so no one can see it."

"Once you're used to it, we can add other limbs."

After saying this, the man sighed softly, "Back then, I was also very elegant and charming, and I charmed countless girls."

After saying this, he looked at Zhang Zhi again and turned away.

Zhang Zhi glanced at the eyeball on the ground, then glanced at the man's back. He bent down to pick up the eyeball whose pupil was still opening and closing, and said to the man behind him, "Thank you!"

Judging from what that person just said, there should still be many normal humans in this world.

On the way back to the Trial Tower, Zhang Zhi had previously thought that those houses on the roadside were abandoned, but suddenly a lot of humans who looked normal appeared.

These humans are trying to buy the deformed organs they have harvested from the humans who have just returned from the front lines.

Zhang Zhi noticed some signs of cultivation from a small number of people.

But it was just a small sign, and it didn't seem like a complete inheritance.

Back to the small town where the trial tower was located, many ordinary people who looked normal appeared in the originally empty town.

Zhang Zhi was a little confused. Where did these people go at the beginning?
I grabbed someone and asked, and found out that these were ordinary people with no fighting ability. Before knowing that the orcs were attacking, all the ordinary people were evacuated.

The people who came back now were all the brave ones and some businessmen. Their purpose of coming back was naturally to exchange or buy their spoils from the triumphant human monks, that is, those mutants harvested from the orcs, which they called divine limbs.

With these divine limbs, they can start practicing like these monks.

After hearing what the man said, Zhang Zhihuan nodded.

But suddenly, he realized something, grabbed the man and said, "Oh, so you also need those to start practicing."

After hearing this, the man did not become suspicious. Instead, he looked at Zhang Zhi and said, "So, little brother, you are a cultivator who came to us through the trial battlefield."

"I thought you were a refugee from somewhere else."

"It seems that your previous world must have been very weak, right?"

Zhang Zhi nodded slightly, confirming the man's guess.

Seeing this, the man smiled and said, "That's what I said."

"Young man, you must have accidentally killed a wild beast with divine limbs, and that's why you stumbled onto this path to godhood, right?"

Zhang Zhi nodded silently again. The man smacked his lips and said with a slightly envious tone, "Brother, you are so lucky."

After hearing Zhang Zhi cough lightly, the man seemed to remember Zhang Zhi's question and said with a smile: "Let's get back to the question you asked just now, little brother."

"Yes, that's right. Our world is the same as yours."

"Only after integrating this divine limb can all people communicate with the universe through it, become gods, and begin cultivation!"

After hearing these words, Zhang Zhi's face showed a hint of enlightenment: "Thank you, so that's how it is. I thought that this was the case in my world."

But at this moment, his heart was filled with turbulent waves!

The man waved his hand and said, "You come from a weak world and have never communicated with other gods before. It's normal to have such thoughts."

He glanced at Zhang Zhi again and said, "Also, judging by how tightly you've covered your divine limb, you must be one of those lucky ones who accidentally became a god."

After communicating with that person, Zhang Zhi let out a deep breath as he watched him leave.

The peculiarity of this world, and the reason why these humans chose this special path of cultivation, have been discovered.

This is because the creatures here can only breathe in and out free spiritual energy after they have that special organ integrated into their bodies.

With a thought, he began to practice the Bajiu Xuan Gong that he had just modified not long ago.

He could clearly feel that when he breathed in and out the spiritual energy around him, there seemed to be a thick filter separating them.

The spiritual energy absorbed by breathing in and out the Eight-Nine Profound Art here is only about one-tenth of the effect in the human race's main world!
This is because the Eight-Nine Profound Art is powerful enough.

You know, the effect of the improved Eight-Nine Profound Art when first practiced is no worse than any blue or even seven-color-level skills!
But even so, the spiritual energy that the Eight-Nine Profound Art could absorb was only one tenth of what it was before.

If other more common cultivation methods were used, the effect of absorbing spiritual energy might be only one percent or even one thousandth of that in the main world!

There is a big problem in this area of the world!
This area of the world is likely to have some special laws added to it by a certain race, or even quite possibly by a powerful individual.

The effect of this law is that within the scope of the law, all creatures that want to practice can only do so through a special organ called a divine limb.

Therefore, there must be something wrong with this divine limb!

Zhang Zhi slowly took out the eyeball whose pupil was still shrinking from time to time and took a look at it, thinking that this thing must have been created by the existence that added that special law.

But what is the purpose of making this thing?
Or in other words, what can he gain from these so-called divine limbs?
Also, how wide is the scope of this special law?

When did this situation begin?

Is this law the masterpiece of a certain race or a certain existence?

Judging from the fact that only one tenth of the effect of the Eight-Nine Profound Art remained, this special law should be at the level of a main god.

In the multiverse, it is not uncommon for some powerful beings to add some laws to the world.

Many world masters of the human race like to do this.

Even the cultivation path of the Lord of the World was originally a new rule created by the powerful humans.

However, the laws of the path to the Lord of the World opened up by humans were finally accepted by the multiverse because of their huge impact on the multiverse.

But if the multiverse does not accept this law, then maintaining this law will require a huge price to pay!

Judging from the fact that this law cannot allow people to absorb spiritual energy, the multiverse will definitely not accept this law.

If the law added to this world area does not cover a large area, then it is not a big deal. It may be that a main god is trying out some special laws.

But if the area is very large, it is basically impossible for a single Lord God to accomplish it.

It is very likely that a large number of main gods of a certain race are paying a considerable price to maintain this law!

But what is their purpose in doing this?
Is there anything that is worth a large number of main gods within a certain race paying a huge price to do this?
Thinking of this, the answer is already obvious.

Above the Lord God Realm!
A certain race wants to rely on this rule to advance to the realm of the main god.

Sure enough, every time I connected to a certain area of the world, there was no place that was worry-free.

(End of this chapter)