"The altar skills were indeed different..."
Chanting a curse to repel snakes, Hu Ma sighed sincerely.
Speaking of which, the Ghost Walker's skills could not surpass those of the Age Suppressing Book. Hu Ma had used the Age Suppressing Book as well; although it was powerful and domineering, he only knew its effects without understanding the principles behind them.
He could use it, but afterward, he wouldn't know how it succeeded or why it failed. The only reference was the incense form, which felt like consulting a manual to operate a vast, intricate instrument.
But now, having learned the Ghost Walker's skills, he experienced them gradually and profoundly, a sensation starkly different from the mystifying feeling he had when studying the Age Suppressing Book.
Even witnessing the wonders on this Magic Altar, a thought couldn't help but surface: "Standing on the altar, doesn't it mean I have nothing to fear, no matter what comes?"
