Covering the Sky: Simultaneous transmigration, but both clones are women.

Chapter 77 is about practicing this demonic skill!

"Demonized humanoid form".

Ye Chen's voice came from the black mist.

"Hua Yefan".

The mist surged again, and Wanwan's appearance vanished, replaced by a tall and handsome young man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, standing with his hands behind his back, surrounded by a faint aura of immortality.

"Hua Dabai."

The mist surged again, and this time a giant, snow-white tiger appeared. Its body was completely free of any other color, its fangs were gleaming white, its vertical pupils were like torches, and its demonic aura surged around it, making it a terrifying creature.

The black mist churned faster and faster, and the images appeared and disappeared one after another, like a revolving lantern, so fast that it was dazzling.

Wanwan, Ye Fan, Da Bai, Nalan Yanran, Zi Ling, Lin Daiyu ———

Each one is incredibly lifelike, so lifelike that even the expressions and breaths are perfectly imitated.

Finally, the black mist suddenly contracted, and all the images vanished at the same time, reforming into Ye Chen himself.

He stood there, his clothes as black as ink, his hair as white as frost, the black flames around him slowly receding, like a wild beast that had eaten its fill, squinting its eyes in satisfaction.

"Good grief, so this is how you see me?"

Wanwan was so angry she almost threw the cup away.

"Wait, what the heck was that thing you did to me? I looked like a shrew!"

Zi Ling quit.

"Zi Ling, stop talking. Didn't you see the way he transformed me? His expression—it looked like he wanted to eat me alive."

Nalan Yanran rarely showed a hint of disdain.

Lin Daiyu covered her mouth and chuckled, "Sisters, please don't get excited. Brother was just imagining things; don't take it seriously."

"Daiyu, it's no use speaking up for him. Did you see him doing that to you? He was squatting by the flowerbed digging a hole, looking just like a sweet potato thief."

Zi Ling persisted relentlessly.

Lin Daiyu's smile froze on her face.

She squatted by the flowerbed, still holding a small silver hoe in her hand, the smile on her lips still lingering, looking like a frozen porcelain doll.

"elder brother."

She spoke, her voice still soft and weak, but a closer listen revealed a dangerous chill beneath, "When you were melting me just now, were you really deliberately squatting by the flowerbed digging a hole?"

Ye Chen stood amidst the myriad sword lights, blinked, and said, "Probably—right?"

The word "probably" is spoken very lightly, like a gentle breeze that brushes across a lake in spring, without any weight.

But coupled with the matter-of-fact expression in his eyes, it gave off a somewhat irritating vibe.

Wanwan has already started grinding her teeth on the other side of the screen.

Zi Ling crossed her arms and her lips twitched, while Nalan Yanran also showed a rare hint of disgust.

Lin Daiyu didn't lash out; she simply squatted by the flowerbed, poking the soil twice with her small silver hoe, a bit harder than before.

Little Dragon Girl watched the group bickering, her face still bearing that aloof and ethereal expression.

But in the lower right corner of that dark blue light screen, her portrait had already gone dark.

The video call is closed.

The ancient tomb returned to its previous dimness, and the musty smell in the air seemed to have intensified.

Little Dragon Girl leaned against the stone couch, looked up at the uneven rocks above her head, and let out a long breath.

We all have the same talent.

Ye Chen's sword, Wan Jian Gui Zong, could flatten a mountain with a single strike, and the rolling black mist could transform into the appearance of everyone, making him look like a god walking among mortals.

She was blessed with talent, and her cultivation had broken through to the Innate Realm.

However, the special effects were terrible; all that could be seen was a thin wisp of sword light condensing at the fingertips, leaving a shallow mark on the stone wall from a distance.

Little Dragon Girl glanced at the mark she had made on the stone wall. It was about a foot long and no more than half an inch deep, with smooth edges, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade.

Is this the difference between the world of martial arts and the world of fantasy?!

Little Dragon Girl closed her eyes, then opened them again, her gaze inadvertently falling on the roll of dark yellow silk on the ground.

The Jade Maiden Heart Sutra.

She had casually tossed it back into the hidden compartment, but it slid out again and was now spread out on the ground. The twelve diagrams were densely packed, and the tiny characters were clearly visible under the pearly light.

"Demonic skills? Even a dog wouldn't practice them."

She stared at the rolled-up silk for two seconds, but the image of Ye Chen standing amidst ten thousand sword lights involuntarily surfaced in her mind, the aura of ten thousand swords returning to their origin, and the composure of the black mist taking shape.

Oh shit.

I possess the talent of a sword-wielding, demonic heart.

Practice, practice this demonic skill!

She rose from the stone couch, bent down to pick up the rolled-up silk, her movements swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

Her robes flowed like water in the dim light of the luminous pearl, her black hair cascaded down her shoulders, and she stood there like a sword just drawn from its sheath.

At first glance, this technique seemed awkward, with a strong sense of obsession permeating every word.

Looking at it now, the perspective seems completely different.

Sword-like bones and a demonic heart.

The essence of this talent is that it reshapes her body into a sword.

His bones were like cold iron, his meridians like sword patterns, and his heart like a furnace.

What the Demon Heart brings is that all demonic arts in the world will be amplified in power and have their backlash reduced when they come into her hands.

Is the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra a demonic art?

Yes.

Is Sword Bone Demon Heart skilled in wielding demonic arts?

Skilled at.

That's enough!

She spread the silk on the stone couch and looked at it again from beginning to end.

This time I looked at it much more carefully than before, engraving every word into my mind and repeatedly analyzing every image deep in my consciousness.

There are twelve diagrams, with odd numbers representing Yin advancing and even numbers representing Yang retreating.

The Yin advance must be completed in one go, without the slightest pause; the Yang retreat can be stopped at any time, which is fine.

The key to this exercise lies in two people practicing together, supporting and looking after each other.

When she practices alone, she faces the risk of her qi and blood going astray and becoming possessed by demons.

But that applies to ordinary people.

With the enhancement of her sword-boned demonic heart, her meridians are more than ten times stronger than those of ordinary people, her bones are forged like cold iron, and the speed and precision of her blood circulation far exceed what ordinary people can imagine.

What others need two people to do, she might be able to do alone.

Little Dragon Girl sat cross-legged, slowly raising her palms in front of her, palms facing each other, forming a ball. Following the practice method of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, she began to guide the nascent true energy within her body.

The true qi circulated smoothly through the meridians at first, advancing slowly along the predetermined route.

She could feel that power rising from her dantian, traveling up the Ren meridian, passing through three gates, opening up all the meridians, and drawing one cycle after another in her body.

But soon, she encountered her first hurdle.

The third form of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra: Yin Entry.

This exercise has an extremely complex path. The vital energy must flow repeatedly between the twelve regular meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians. Each point must be stopped precisely, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted.

Little Dragon Girl gritted her teeth and urged her inner energy forward.

That force was like a stubborn snake, thrashing about in her meridians, almost breaking out of its predetermined path several times.

She held fast to her mind, and with the precise control brought by the Sword Bone Demon Heart, she forcefully suppressed that power.

The true energy has finally completed its third cycle.

However, just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the true energy in her dantian suddenly became violent, like an enraged beast rampaging through her body.