I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second Chapter 1098: Ruthless Domination of the World

Thousands of years ago, the three words "Nuwa Spirit" were quite a sensation.

In this world where power is revered, everyone yearns to grow stronger.

Back then, Nuwa had just fallen, and there were still many clues about the Nuwa Spirit, this External Divine Artifact.

Numerous strongmen from different factions coveted this item.

In an era where the world was yet unsettled, who could seize such an opportunity might become the ruler of the Three Realms and Six Paths.

At that time, both the Immortal King and the Lingming Ancient Buddha eyed the Fu Xi Talisman and the Nuwa Spirit.

The titles of the two Ancient Great Gods were well-deserved.

Even after their fall, their Lifebound Divine Artifacts were not something anyone could meddle with.

Already imbued with consciousness, the two Divine Artifacts retaliated against countless seekers during their pursuit, while their power continuously increased. Quite a few attempted to subdue the Fu Xi Talisman.

This Divine Artifact didn’t seem so inclined to kill.

Even if one failed to subdue it, the Fu Xi Talisman would spare the seekers.

But the Nuwa Spirit was different.

This External Divine Artifact seemed to have a particular penchant for bloodshed, contrary to its former master.

It allowed attempts to subdue it and become its master, but failure cost one’s life.

Initially, many strongmen confident in their strength sought out the Nuwa Spirit’s location and attempted to subdue it.

But none succeeded, and upon failure, were all without exception Devoured, not even leaving bones behind.

As time went on, just hearing the name "Nuwa Spirit" was enough to instill fear.

Almost all the mighty warriors would avoid confrontation upon encountering the Nuwa Spirit during their missions.

Ten thousand years ago, Lingming Ancient Buddha was also among those attempting to grow stronger.

He had even personally witnessed the process of subduing the Nuwa Spirit.

At that time, he wasn’t particularly powerful.

Following a group of Divine Beings to subdue the Nuwa Spirit, he had to let more powerful individuals go first.

And the outcome was that those Divine Beings, much stronger than Lingming Ancient Buddha, died one after another, miserably.

Among the External Divine Artifacts, the Nuwa Spirit was a particularly unique existence.

So unique that even the Divine River Song seemed incredibly normal before it.

Like its name, this External Divine Artifact’s true form was invisible, existing in the world in the form of an energy body, like a specter.

Why can’t anyone, without exception, subdue it?

It’s because these Divine Beings couldn’t locate the true form of the Nuwa Spirit.

That memory from thousands of years ago remains particularly vivid.

Lingming Ancient Buddha, being last in the line of those trying to subdue the Nuwa Spirit, watched as a group of strongmen made their moves, releasing mighty Divine Power hoping to suppress the unmastered Nuwa Spirit.

But the Nuwa Spirit, lacking a physical form, was completely unaffected, regardless of the methods these strongmen employed; their Divine Power could never work on the Nuwa Spirit.

Once the time was up, the Nuwa Spirit would transform, turning into countless savage, bloodthirsty snakes, devouring the challengers’ flesh and souls.

On that day, Lingming Ancient Buddha witnessed the bloodiest scene of his life.

These mighty individuals capable of moving mountains were usually dominant.

Yet, before the Nuwa Spirit, they seemed like newborns, utterly powerless, being bitten and eaten step by step by the savage, bloodthirsty snakes.

Even their intestines were not spared.

The scene was terrifying.

Shocked for a long time, Lingming Ancient Buddha became aware of his limitations, knowing it was impossible to subdue the Nuwa Spirit with his strength, so he fled.

It was because he fled that he became the Chief of the Ten Thousand Buddhas.

After a thousand years, at the mention of that bloodthirsty External Divine Artifact, Lingming Ancient Buddha still harbored deep dread in his heart.

Even upon hearing the words "Nuwa Spirit," his blood would congeal.

"What’s this, Immortal King, you don’t mean to tell me you’ve obtained that bloodthirsty artifact, do you? I don’t believe it, if you really had it, you would have used it by now; with such a thing in hand, who would dare oppose you?"

The Immortal King didn’t take Lingming Ancient Buddha’s slightly provocative words to heart.

Instead, he released the Immortal Power and Power of Creation within him, forming a green healing light that adhered to Lingming Ancient Buddha.

This act bewildered Lingming Ancient Buddha.

What is the Immortal King up to, how come he’s healing my injuries?

"Of course, I don’t have the capability to handle the Nuwa Spirit."

"Throughout my years mastering the Three Realms and Six Paths, I haven’t exactly been idle; with great power comes diverse information. Over the years, I’ve researched various materials, explored the world as thoroughly as possible, including the ways to subdue the Nuwa Spirit."

Hearing this, Lingming Ancient Buddha’s eyes widened.

This guy, the Immortal King, hadn’t been wasting time!

"Indeed, I can’t subdue the Nuwa Spirit with my strength, or rather, in this Three Realms and Six Paths, nobody but its original master can subdue it, but I’ve found a way."

"Healing your injury isn’t meant as a favor to you, but to implant the heart-devouring insect within you, making you obey me!"

Heart-devouring insect!!?

Hearing this, Lingming Ancient Buddha couldn’t help but laugh.

"Haha, Immortal King, you’re quite amusing, aren’t you aware of the toughness of your own body? At our level, how could methods meant for mortals affect us? Are you joking?"

But as he laughed, Lingming Ancient Buddha sensed something amiss.

Who is the Immortal King?

The Immortal King is the ruler of the Three Realms and Six Paths.

Never mind the recent upheaval in the gods’ rule, in the end, the Immortal King firmly held the outcome in his control.

Would the Immortal King do something so mindless?

He retracted all his presence.

Returning to his prior graceful stance, with eyes that held the arrogance of someone who looked down on the world.

No, he was looking down upon the entire Three Realms and Six Paths.

"I don’t possess any trash, you wonder why your defense was ineffective? I’ll tell you, it’s because the heart-devouring insect can ignore Divine Power and Taichu."

"Whatever force you plan to use to crush it within you is impossible. As for prying it from your chest, that’s unrealistic, that thing’s in your heart."

As the Immortal King spoke, he patted Lingming Ancient Buddha’s shoulder.

"Rise, let me tell you the secrets of the Nuwa Spirit, only you can help me seize that thing, only you can unleash the Nuwa Spirit’s maximum power."

Everyone dislikes being threatened.

Lingming Ancient Buddha thought it’s better to be shattered jade than unbroken pottery, and end things together with the Immortal King if necessary.

But just as this thought arose, a searing pain tore through his chest, pressing him to the ground, writhing in agony.