C18 Corpse Worm Clone

The Yin Fiend Corpse Worm raised its head high, its forehead adorned with a long, razor-sharp barb that gleamed with a chilling light, aiming fiercely at Qiao Gao's hand. This dark golden barb was incredibly sharp, emitting an intimidating glint that could easily pierce through even a master at the Soul Connecting Stage. Moreover, it was laced with a deadly poison. The Yin Fiend Corpse Worm was no ordinary creature; it was highly intelligent and even wore a smug expression.

Perhaps the Yin Fiend Corpse Worm thought, "This fool Qiao Gao dares to grab me barehanded? Even if I don't stab you to death, I'll poison you!"

Qiao Gao squinted, locking eyes with the smug Yin Fiend Corpse Worm, and suddenly, a faint bronze light flashed across his large hand, giving off a sacred aura.

"Hiss~~"

Qiao Gao grasped the Yin Fiend Corpse Worm, and black liquid began to corrode his hand, releasing a foul black smoke.

"Squeak, squeak~~"

The Yin Fiend Corpse Worm struggled desperately, but Qiao Gao's grip was like a steel vise, holding it firmly in place. The worm stared in disbelief, unable to comprehend how its dark golden barb could only leave a white mark on Qiao Gao's hand...

The faint white mark vanished with a gentle wipe, not even qualifying as a wound, let alone piercing Qiao Gao's palm. Qiao Gao let out a cold snort. He was using the 'Dragon Confining Hand' from the Divine Demon Body Refinement technique. Once mastered, it could imprison even dragons, those fearsome creatures of legend, so the immature Yin Fiend Corpse Worm was no match.

For ordinary martial artists, mastering the Dragon Confining Hand was a grueling process. Even reaching the entry-level 'Bronze Dragon Confining Hand' could take three to five years. However, Qiao Gao had absorbed the memories of the Myriad Tribulation Pill Monarch, allowing him to reach the entry level after just a few hours of rest in the wilderness.

The Dragon Confining Hand is divided into five levels: Bronze, Silver, Gold, Diamond, and Starshine. Once mastered, it could even imprison beasts at the Soul Connecting Stage. Of course, such a powerful technique had its limits. With Qiao Gao's energy, he could only maintain it for a few breaths.

Though brief, this duration was more than enough for Qiao Gao. "Hmph, you think you can just waltz out after living comfortably inside me?" Qiao Gao glared coldly at the struggling Yin Fiend Corpse Worm, determined not to let the disgusting creature escape.

The Yin Fiend Corpse Worm's barbed body rolled in Qiao Gao's large hand. If it were an ordinary Vein Connecting Stage warrior, they would have been shredded to pieces. However, for someone with the Dragon Confining Hand at the bronze level, it was merely a tickle.

This tickle, though, was a bit terrifying, sparking like stars. It was a testament to the sharpness of the Yin Fiend Corpse Worm's barbs!

Suddenly, Qiao Gao silently chanted a spell, channeling his soul power to the center of his forehead. The Yin Fiend Corpse Worm seemed to hear the incantation, letting out a piercing scream and struggling desperately, as if it had seen a ghost.

"Soul Splitting Technique!"

A translucent stream of soul power shot from Qiao Gao's forehead, penetrating the Yin Fiend Corpse Worm's body.

"Screech~~"

The Yin Fiend Corpse Worm struggled a few times before going limp in Qiao Gao's palm.

"It worked!" Qiao Gao exclaimed with delight.

He had used the 'Soul Splitting Technique' from the path of the divine soul, which essentially involved splitting a part of his soul and implanting it into the Yin Fiend Corpse Worm.

This way, the Yin Fiend Corpse Worm became Qiao Gao's avatar! Having an extra avatar would make tasks much easier in the future, especially when the enemy was unaware. A surprise attack could dramatically alter the course of battle.

After splitting off a tenth of his soul, Qiao Gao's face turned pale, and his head throbbed with pain, making him long for a deep sleep. Despite this, he was quite pleased. After all, having an additional avatar was like gaining another life in a sense. Who would complain about having more lives?

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