"The effect is quite impressive."

Li Ang smiled at Fukate.

Fukate's voice sounded as if a slow-motion button had been pressed, the final notes stretching out, even becoming somewhat distorted.

He tried to sit up and move closer to Li Ang, but the whole action was slowed down as well.

The entire process lasted nearly ten seconds before Fukate came out of this state and gasped for air.

"Can it only last this long now?"

Li Ang mused, then noticed Fukate shudder all over, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Any longer and I'd suffocate to death!"

Li Ang didn't actually think ten seconds was too short. This duration was sufficiently long at crucial moments, enough to decide life and death.

The issue was, what if it was used on targets with stronger spirituality, like the Star Soul, the King of the Island, or the Transcendent Demon Beast?

The principle of this curse art is to use magic power to add "weight" to all the spiritual functions of the target, slowing down their operational efficiency.

Using humans as an example, there are various spirits within the human body responsible for thinking, regulating body movement, etc. Once their efficiency is reduced, the main organism naturally slows down from thought to action, making it appear as though time has been decelerated from the outside.

Perhaps even the biological cycle of the one under the curse art slows down, which is why Fukate said he felt like he would suffocate.

Li Ang noted down this entirely new curse art.

He named it the "Slow Spell."

Li Ang observed Fukate's spiritual structure and noticed that after the first casting, his spirituality gradually adapted to the "weight" and consumed the magic power forming the "weight" during its operation, ultimately breaking free of it.

Therefore, the stronger the spirituality of the subject, the shorter the time to break free from the curse load.

Fukate is of Tier 7 strength; for someone stronger or a non-human entity, it might not even reach ten seconds.

Li Ang cast the spell on Fukate again, causing his angry expression to instantly turn to one of terror.

However, this time it had no effect.

Fukate breathed a sigh of relief, then sneered: "What are you thinking? You want to use this limited-effect spell continuously?"

Although Fukate was oblivious to the intricacies, his common sense told him that continuous effects of such a spell weren't possible.

The spiritual activities of intelligent races are like precise and stable machinery; Li Ang used magic power to slow its operation.

But precisely because of its stability, it can return to its original state and develop resistance to this curse art.

Li Ang waited a few minutes and tried again, and after about a quarter of an hour, the second spell took effect.

Fukate exclaimed in surprise: "How——is——this——still——usable——"

This time, the effect lasted only half as long, ending in just five seconds.

His lips trembled, and he was sweating profusely, seemingly even afraid to look directly at Li Ang.

It appears that the resistance fades after a longer interval, allowing the spell to take effect again.

During the next period, Li Ang kept testing.

Fukate cursed: "You might as well kill me quickly, you bastard, you must be a Crimson Demon in disguise!"

"Even the sandland merchants read 'The Sword King's Adventure'?"

"Go to hell!"

Finally, Li Ang determined that the intervals for the Slow Spell's effect were a quarter of an hour, half an hour, and an hour, while the effect durations were ten seconds, five seconds, two seconds, and less than half a second.

As for how long it would take to restore the effect back to its initial duration, he didn't have the time to test right now. It might vary based on the target's strength and race—differences between humans and demons—but for a single battle, it was at most these four times.

The resistance stems from the stable operational structure of the "spiritual mechanism" within the lifeform, and Li Ang lacks the ability to alter this structure.

Perhaps he would need to employ some lost high-tier curse art from Nebis or reach Tier 10 of the Legendary Realm.

The Professional Tier is confirmed based on the magic power level each tier can mobilize. Li Ang has practiced to a level where he can harness Tier Nine Magic, a bona fide Level 9.

However, when others reach this level, they can already tear open gaps between two dimensions.

And the witch's control of magic power is used to interfere with spirituality, so what level should spiritual interference equivalent to tearing dimensions be? Is it to alter the structure of the spiritual mechanism in everything?

Altering the structure might indeed reduce the opponent's resistance to curse arts, making spells like Spiritual Driving and the Slow Spell more effective, given that fundamental manipulations like Spiritual Elimination cannot shake the spirituality of strong individuals.

Something still doesn't feel right.

Going through so much trouble just to impose weakening?

To use an analogy, it's like saying to destroy a machine, instead of directly blowing it up or taking it apart, you redesign it, just to better strap rubber bands around the gears.

Li Ang shook his head and couldn't organize his thoughts clearly.

Today's gains are the Slow Spell and a further understanding of Fukate's spiritual structure.

Li Ang left the cave, and Mort immediately asked, "Can you control him now?"

"By tomorrow."

"Alright then."

Since he hadn't spent the morning making equipment, there was still plenty of time left today. Li Ang chose not to wait for Zoe and the others but instead went to the city cluster.

He was searching for the mark Penny had told him about in front of a row of shops—a circle with three scratches from the upper right to the lower left inside.

He found the mark at the entrance of a tavern, pushed the door open, and amidst all sorts of scrutinizing gazes, he spotted the bartender and said, "Sharp Claw, Airship, and Blood."

The bartender pointed to a staircase leading down beside the bar. A man standing at the entrance beckoned to Li Ang, guiding him down the stairs, opening a wooden door, and entering a dimly lit corridor.

He arrived in an area seemingly tucked within the crevice between two rows of buildings, with a layer of canvas and wooden boards overhead providing a light-blocking cover, designed to go unnoticed.

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