Hiss!
The blood-colored ghost rune slowly seeped into the ghost handprint.
Traces of complex and evil patterns began to appear on the ghost hand.
A familiar illusion began to rise in his consciousness.
One by one, figures dancing crazily and words twisted like insects began to appear.
These figures seemed to be performing some kind of evil ritual, offering something.
The distorted characters gradually turned into moving blood-colored light shadows as these figures knelt. They continuously gathered and transformed, gradually turning into a human figure.
The body of this humanoid was made up of twisted blood-red runes, and its entire body was filled with a blasphemous aura.
They couldn't help but feel an inexplicable admiration for him.
When Wu Jian's consciousness came into contact with the human figure, he was shocked.
At the same time, the human figure seemed to have sensed his existence.
" He " turned a face made of three distorted words and " looked " at Wu Jian.
In the next instant.
The human figure was crushed into powder by a terrifying force that appeared out of thin air.
It fused into Wu Jian's consciousness.
Hiss!
Wu Jian's eyes widened, and a nosebleed flowed out of his nostrils.
His brain felt like it was being pricked by needles.
Three handprints appeared in his memory.
"Seal!"
"Suppress!"
"Cut!"
The three hand seals were extremely sinister, and they corresponded to three blood-colored twisted words at the same time.
Wu Jian sensed the three words that appeared together with the handprint in his mind and instantly understood the meaning of these three words.
These three words were the power represented by the scribbles in the corridor just now.
However, the ghost characters drawn with human blood mixed with strange power could only display the effects of the three distorted words,"ban" and "suppress".
The remaining strongest skill, Cut, required a truly strange hand seal to activate the power of the distorted text.
"Phew!"
His dazed eyes regained clarity.
Wu Jian put down his palm, and the hand seal that had absorbed the Ghost Character turned into a blood mist and disappeared without a trace.
Weng!
Your hand seal has absorbed the power of the Ghost Character. You have obtained three Strange Seals.
The Strange Seal was a technique unique to strangeness. It could be released through the coordination of multiple strangeness to produce a stronger effect.
"Strange Seal?"
Body parts, tools, techniques.
As he came into contact with more and more strange things, Wu Jian realized that these strange things were very incomplete.
And by piecing these incomplete strangeness together, he could develop an even greater horror.
"It's like a puzzle."
He opened his hand, and blood stained his palm.
In this blood-red palm, the strange palm lines formed a twisted text that made one's scalp go numb.
Town.
Now, as long as he pinched the hand seal, he could brand the strange scribbles that could suppress this warehouse in this corridor again.
It sealed the restless strangeness once again.
But was he really going to do that?
Wu Jian felt the strangeness of the silence in the Ghost Domain of Time and fell into deep thought.
Strange was a disaster, but also a power.
For an ordinary strangeness controller, every strangeness that they controlled meant that they had to roll on the edge of life and death.
It was still alright if one successfully controlled it, as it could balance the terror and prolong one's life.
If they didn't play well, they would die on the spot. They wouldn't even have the chance to collect their corpses and would directly become a strange shell.
However, this concern did not exist on him.
Controlling the strangeness was a trial for him to become stronger.
Controlling strangeness could make him suffer, but it couldn't make him die.
These strange things would eventually become his power.
Then, what reason did he have not to control these terrifying existences?
"These strange things should be fated with me. Moreover, I used my body to imprison these terrifying things. They should be thanking me.”
Thinking of this, Wu Jian immediately understood.
He dispersed the ghost handprint and walked toward the old iron gate.
Cold and heavy.
This iron door was also strange.
As for the rules of killing, Wu Jian did not know either.
He did not want to know either.
He didn't plan to take this strange thing away.
It was too troublesome.
He couldn't possibly carry such a huge iron door around every day.
He raised his hand and grabbed the handle of the iron door.
A dark and obscure power wanted to enter his body through his palm.
They wanted to suppress his body and turn him into a corpse.
"Suppress."
Sensing this power, Wu Jian's palm suddenly turned blood-red.
The Ghost Hand Seal was activated, isolating this aura.
At the same time, his free hand formed a strange hand seal and slapped the door.
Tsk!
It was as if it was burning red on his skin.
A puff of green smoke rose from the iron door that Wu Jian had pressed down with his palm.
A blood-red handprint with distorted words was deeply imprinted on it.
As the handprint was imprinted.
The iron door instantly fell silent.
"It's really useful."
Wu Jian's palm was slightly cold. He felt that his Ghost Hand Seal seemed to have been exhausted at this moment and entered a dispirited state.
If he wanted to use the Strange Seal again, he had to let Ghost Handprint rest well.
"Really…"
Wu Jian frowned when he noticed the ghostly handprint pulling his crotch.
"As expected, it's just a handprint. Is the supernatural power contained in it too weak?”
He couldn't help but think of the pair of large hands that appeared in his consciousness when he was controlling the Ghost Hand Imprint.
If it was that pair of hands.
He should be able to use the power of the Strange Seal at will without any cooldown.
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