Chapter 1526: The Inborn Secret Technique

Yi Feng nodded, his gaze intense as he looked at the man in black. He didn’t understand why the man was bringing this up at such a moment.

“I don’t know who my biological parents are. All I remember is that when I first woke up as a child, I was in a chaotic void,” the man in black said slowly, sipping his wine.

“I emerged from that chaos and entered this vast world. At the same time, my mind was filled with many things—sword techniques, cultivation methods, and more…”

“These things were innate to me, so I know many secrets unknown to others. Another secret is my strength.”

The man in black took another swig of wine and continued, “You’ve rarely seen me cultivate, right? But every so often, the power within me awakens. With each awakening, my strength naturally increases.”

Yi Feng’s expression grew solemn. He was both shocked and intrigued. He had never heard the man in black speak of such things before, nor had he ever asked about the man’s origins. After all, everyone has secrets they’d rather not share.

But now, hearing this, Yi Feng was truly taken aback. He never imagined such things existed in the world, nor that the man in black had such a bizarre and fantastical background. With such innate abilities, the man in black could truly be called a chosen one.

The man in black drank another hearty gulp of wine, then pointed to his head. “The method of binding a master that I mentioned is one of the secret techniques I was born knowing. This technique might have been passed down through my family, or it might be something inherent to my bloodline. But none of that matters now.”

“So how exactly is this technique used?” Yi Feng asked, growing impatient.

From the man in black’s demeanor, Yi Feng sensed that this technique was far from simple. The man’s earlier words and actions felt like he was preparing for his own death, which filled Yi Feng with deep unease.

The man in black drained the last drop of wine from the jar and slowly uttered six words: “It requires me to die.”

Yi Feng’s face darkened instantly. It felt as though his heart had been gripped and squeezed tightly.

Before Yi Feng could respond, the man in black continued, “I need to die in a specific way. After my death, you’ll need to perform the technique as instructed. That will allow me to be resurrected, and I’ll continue to exist in a different form.”

“At the same time, a soul connection similar to a master-servant bond will form between us. That’s the method.”

After speaking, the man in black looked calmly at Yi Feng.

“No!” Yi Feng refused outright. This specific method of death was too uncertain. He couldn’t let his brother risk his life on such an unreliable technique, even if it promised resurrection. Moreover, even if the man in black could be revived, the idea of him existing in “another form” was too vague. The risks were far too great.

“No one knows if the things in your mind are real or if they’ll even work,” Yi Feng challenged.

“Boss, the toad and the snail are already inside you. Out of the four of us brothers, three have survived. I’m already content,” the man in black said calmly. “To break the formation, I must die. Would you rather I perish completely, or would you prefer I use this technique to come back?”

Yi Feng fell silent for a long time. Both he and the man in black had been enduring the erosion of the formation. In their current situation, he couldn’t think of a better solution. Previously, the four brothers had tried to break the formation together but failed. They had confirmed that the shadow’s words were true—the formation could only be broken if only one person remained inside.

Thinking of this, Yi Feng clenched his fists tightly, his eyes red and his teeth gritted.

“Alright, let’s not drag this out,” the man in black said with a relieved smile. He directly transmitted the secret technique to Yi Feng—a set of incantations.

“Boss, after I die, recite this incantation over my body. It will allow my essence to merge with my bones, completing the technique and enabling my rebirth,” the man in black explained calmly.

In truth, he wasn’t entirely confident. But this was the only way he could survive, and he had no choice but to gamble on it. The man in black remained calm because he had already prepared himself for death. Even if the technique failed, he had no regrets. At the very least, three of the four brothers would survive. That was already a stroke of luck.

Yi Feng remained silent, watching as his sworn brother prepared to end his life before his eyes. A wave of sorrow, like an unrelenting tide, surged through his heart. It was a grief he couldn’t suppress, washing over his nasal passages and tear ducts. Despite being a grown man, tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

He thought of Bai Gu’s death, a regret that had lingered in his heart like a festering wound. Now, he had to face the loss of another brother right before his eyes. But for now, he could only place his hope in the rebirth technique the man in black had described.

Yi Feng learned the technique quickly, repeatedly confirming every detail with the man in black. Only after triple-checking did he finally look up at the man before him.

“Boss, I’ll begin now,” the man in black said with a smile. He walked to the side, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes.

Yi Feng’s heart clenched painfully. He nodded, his eyes red, forcing himself to suppress his grief and remain calm. He needed to be in the best possible state to perform this technique, regardless of whether it was real or not.