Fishing the Myriad Heavens 536 Merge, Control!

"Yes!" Lu Bu nodded, and disappeared with a sway of his body, leaving an afterimage on the ground which slowly dissipated with the wind.

"The Cattail Devil Leaf is only useful once. Eating a second one will not unlock more potential, and can only be used as a resource to raise cultivation. What a pity." Sighing lightly, he returned inside.

Taking a comfortable hot water bath, all his pores opened, and faint wisps of blood Qi constantly flowed in and out of them.

Right now, the power in Bei Feng's body was incredibly condensed, and there were no leaks.

The human body exuded "Essence" all the time, and the vitality of life was constantly lost. At Bei Feng's realm, he could freely close the pores and lock the spirit.

As days passed, this portion of essence energy was retained, which was actually a huge gain.

Hm? Perhaps I can try it like this!

A flash of inspiration streaked past Bei Feng's mind, tearing apart the darkness.

If the Thousand Transformations can be forced out in its needle form, what if it's changed into tiny round molecule-like balls which cannot be seen with the naked eye?

Bei Feng's eyes lit up.

This was not him being overly imaginative. After all, the Thousand Transformations had been able to merge with his body so perfectly, being intricately fused with his cells and mental power. What if he could use it to fuse with and control other creatures?

Suddenly forgetting about eating, Bei Feng rushed to the empty space.

"Bring the Demonic Beasts out," Bei Feng instructed.

In a while, a large group of Demonic Beasts was brought over.

Success or failure depends on this! Right now, the crux is in controlling the state of the Thousand Transformations.

Bei Feng stretched out his palm, and a bunch of tiny black pearls appeared in his hand. Even a slight breeze seemed capable of scattering these black pearls.

It's just that this is still not enough. It still needs to be merged with the Demonic Beasts' cells.

There were at least several tens of millions of these sand-like black pearls in his hands. Only because they were gathered together like this did they look black. If they were separated into individual entities, it would be impossible to see them at all.

"Ao!"

Bei Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed a Second level Hundred Year realm Demonic Beast. This Demonic Beast was panicking and struggling. The human in front of it was way too strong compared to it, and it did not have any chance to resist.

"Pu-chi!" With a flick of Bei Feng's hand, a wound about one centimeter wide appeared on its head.

Then, Bei Feng used his mental power to carefully control the Thousand Transformations particles to burrow into the Demonic Beast's wound.

Bei Feng did not use too much of it, only about one percent of everything.

With the observation of Bei Feng Mental Strength, he could see the thousands of particles flowing into the Demonic Beast's body through the tiny blood vessels on the wound on its head!

Although this bit of Thousand Transformations particles was not worth mentioning compared to the sheer size of this Demonic Beast, it'd successfully been dispersed through its body.

Under Bei Feng's fine control, countless particles remained in the Demonic Beast's brain.

"Whew, that was truly meticulous work." Bei Feng loosed a breath. In just a short amount of time, Bei Feng had already expended a third of his mental power.

Right now, the last step is to merge the particles with the Demonic Beast's brain cells.

Bei Feng's expression grew serious, and he did not hold anything back as he used all his mental power, directly controlling the particles in the Demonic Beast's brain to advance towards the cells.

Each of these particles was smaller than a cell. Slowly, they began to eat away at the Demonic Beast's cells.

Three hours later, Bei Feng finally stopped, his face slightly pale.

Although the particles had not been completely merged into the cells, at least half of them had infiltrated the cells. This was a very exhausting task on mental power, but it's not a bad method to use to train my mental power.

Bei Feng loosed a breath. He did not intend to make the effort to fully integrate the rest of the all the remaining particles into the Demonic Beast's cells.

These particles were not even 20 percent the size of each cell. This way, it would not affect the functions of the cells, and would not cause death.

With one thought from him, the remaining unfused Thousand Transformations particles squeezed out of the Demonic Beast's skin, gathering into the ball in his hand.

"Let me test it out now… what kind of surprises will I get?" Bei Feng released the Demonic Beast and allowed it to leave.

"There's still no change to the distance, this part has already been proven before. But now that the Thousand Transformations particles are merged into the Demonic Beast's cells, it won't be so easy for it to be removed anymore. Unless it self-destructs its own brain cells," Bei Feng muttered to himself.

The parts that the Thousand Transformations particles had infiltrated were all vital areas of the Demonic Beast's brain. Any bit of damage could be fatal.

Bei Feng could distinctly feel the existence of the Thousand Transformations inside the Demonic Beast's head. Once the Demonic Beast escaped beyond the range of a thousand meters, Bei Feng took a step out, instantly covering several hundred meters, and the broken connection with the Thousand Transformations once again appeared in his mind.

"Let me see how effective it is." A strange look appeared in Bei Feng's eyes as he connected with the Thousand Transformations.

"Ao!" A wretched cry rang out, followed by the sound of something heavy crashing to the ground.

Countless tiny Thousand Transformations particles suddenly exposed their edge, and with just a tiny movement, an indescribable amount of pain shot through the Demonic Beast's head.

Bei Feng watched as the Demonic Beast thrashed continuously on the ground, and controlled the Thousand Transformations particles to stop.

The huge Demonic Beast's body twitched uncontrollably, and its eyes were filled with fear and rage.

A full half an hour later, it finally stood up shakily, its limbs weak and powerless.

Within a range of a thousand meters, I can fully control their life and death.

Bei Feng nodded his head with satisfaction. At least now he didn't need to worry about the targets controlled by the Thousand Transformations rebelling with this ability. As long as he was within one thousand meters of them, their life and death was completely in his hand.

"Break!"

With a single thought, the Thousand Transformations particles merged together in an instant, forming into countless tiny needles!

"Ao!" The Demonic Beast that'd stood up with great effort roared and dropped to the ground, dead.

In an instant, the countless needles had stabbed through all the critical parts of the Demonic Beast's brain, and with a wave of Bei Feng's hand, the tiny needles once again merged into a finger-long black sword which tore its way out of the Demonic Beast's head.

Bei Feng waved his hand again, and all the particles disappeared.

In just a short moment, Bei Feng's mental power had already been completely exhausted.

He looked completely ragged, and the confident look on his face from before had completely disappeared.

After a good sleep in the stone chamber, Bei Feng's mental power was already partially recovered.

If he wanted his mental power to completely recover, it would take at least three to five days' time. But with large amounts of spirit herbs, it would be much faster to recover.

Cultivation was an exceedingly dry matter, and one needed to be capable of enduring great loneliness.

People only saw how the powerful cultivators could move mountains and empty seas. However, no one saw how difficult the cultivation was.

Repeating the same action day after day would cause one to grow sick and tired of it very easily. But this was also a fortunate thing for cultivators—they could feel themselves growing stronger and stronger with each day.

"Strange, how come Gu Qi isn't back yet?" Bei Feng mumbled to himself.

Logically, it should have returned long ago. Still, Bei Feng was not too worried. After all, with his Thousand Crane technique, he could distinctly feel its present state.

At this moment, the gangster rabbit Gu Qi was having an extremely enjoyable time as it squatted on the head of a powerful Thousand Year King realm Demonic Beast.

This Demonic Beast was over 10 zhang tall, and it was entirely covered in scales. It crawled on the ground with its four limbs, and its turtle-like head looked upwards with fear at the gangster rabbit.

"Ji-ji!"

The gangster rabbit shook its head leisurely with its beady eyes half closed. But, in the next moment, its eyes suddenly snapped open, and its nose twitched excitedly in the air.

When the gangster rabbit hopped off from its head, the huge Demonic Beast quickly stopped moving.

As it looked at the gangster rabbit's back, a bright gleam flashed in the Demonic Beast's eyes. At such a close distance, if This King suddenly attacked, is it possible to bite it to death before it could react?

As it swayed its huge head, the Demonic Beast pondered this question in a serious manner. But when it thought back to how it was suppressed and beaten up by this violent rabbit, it still gave up on this tempting thought.

"Ji-ji!"

"Pa!"

The gangster rabbit sniffed at the air for a moment, its two long ears twitching continuously in an excited manner. Turning around, it stared at the Demonic Beast, and with a swipe of its claws, it slapped the Demonic Beast across the face.

"Moo!"

The Demonic Beast roared lowly, taking two steps backwards with fear.

At the same time, it cursed at the gangster rabbit in its heart. This gangster rabbit didn't know how to talk, and only knew how to squeak all day long. But its strength was monstrous, and it couldn't beat the rabbit. It was fine if the gangster rabbit didn't know how to speak the human language, but it wouldn't allow it to talk as well. The moment it opened its mouth, the hateful rabbit would give it a bashing.

"Ji-ji!"

The gangster rabbit squeaked in an arrogant manner and jumped atop the Demonic Beast's head. Taking a large step out, the latter began to hurry in the direction that it was pointed in.

Who knew how these two Demonic Beasts of completely different species managed to communicate; the gangster rabbit stood on the Demonic Beast's head, enjoying the ride as the oncoming wind blew and tugged at its soft fluffy fur.

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