strictlysupreme Chapter 99 The Myriad Transformations Celestial Scripture
Chapter 99 The Myriad Transformations Celestial Scripture
Chapter 99 The Myriad Transformations Celestial Scripture
The violent energy ruthlessly washed over his limbs and bones, and his ribs, which had just been nourished and healed by the blood and qi, were almost burst again by this enormous force.
The pain was extreme, yet it was accompanied by a transformative and exhilarating feeling.
The bottleneck of the Inner Strength Realm, which was as solid as a rock, couldn't even withstand half a breath in the face of this pure martial arts origin, and was easily torn apart like thin paper.
The surging river of qi and blood beneath his feet seemed to have found an outlet, transforming into a dark red vortex that surged wildly into his body.
After an unknown amount of time, the golden light finally subsided in his mind.
Xu Hao opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.
This breath produced a muffled explosion in the void.
Deep within his consciousness, an ancient and simple cultivation technique appeared out of nowhere.
Several large characters exuding an ancient aura were imprinted in my mind like a branding iron—"The Myriad Transformations of the Heavenly Vault Scripture".
At the same time, the scroll of blessed land trembled with extreme excitement, revealing the origin of this thing: one of the nine divine skills of the Martial Ancestor.
Xu Hao felt the surging blood and qi within his body, which should have made him happy. However, after seeing the annotations, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
Fragment.
"The Myriad Transformations Heavenly Vault Scripture, what an impressive name." Xu Hao rubbed his throbbing temples, rolled his eyes at the empty starry sky, and said, "Why is it incomplete again? Can't you ancient powerful beings leave behind a complete version of your inherited techniques? This stinginess is no different from the mud monkeys on my boat."
Despite his complaints, Xu Hao clenched his fists tightly. His knuckles cracked as he felt the terrifying power within him, enough to shatter a mountain with a single punch.
Emperor Taizu of Daheng only possessed a fragment of the "Human Emperor's Hegemony Manual," yet he was able to sweep across the land and suppress the world.
Now, with this fragment of the "Myriad Transformations Heavenly Vault Scripture" in his hand, and the demon ship beneath his feet covered in Xuanwu bone armor, it's truly uncertain who among the high and mighty cultivators of the Chenhuang Realm will be anyone's blood bag in the future.
Xu Hao sat cross-legged on the churning river of qi and blood, the "Myriad Transformations Heavenly Vault Scripture" in his mind radiating a scorching golden light.
"Whether it's a fragment or not, eat it first."
He completely released the suppression of the qi and blood in his body.
boom.
The fragments of the "Myriad Transformations Heavenly Vault Scripture" swirled wildly in his mind, each large golden character like a heavy hammer, relentlessly pounding against his eight extraordinary meridians.
This feeling is not pleasant. If the previous internal strengthening process was like polishing the body into a piece of refined iron, the current process is like throwing that piece of iron back into the furnace, heating it until it's red-hot, and then hammering it a thousand times with a heavy hammer.
"The things this old man left behind were definitely not intended for ordinary people to live."
Xu Hao spat out a mouthful of dark red blood, letting the domineering true intent left by the Martial Ancestor rampage through his body.
The vital energy, which was originally as vigorous as a furnace fire, was forcibly crushed and compressed by this external force, and every cell was undergoing a cycle of destruction and reconstruction.
The muffled thuds of bones breaking and healing echoed repeatedly in his mind, causing his eyelids to twitch in pain, but he remained seated as steady as a rock.
As the body's vital energy and blood are squeezed to their limits, a qualitative change finally begins.
Under the guidance of the divine skill, the originally surging liquid blood and qi began to transform into a sharp, dark blue energy with a metallic texture.
This is a power unique to Grandmasters of the Tongqiao Realm—Martial Arts Qi.
It is also the first step from the mundane to the extraordinary.
"Open it!"
Xu Hao looked inward and found that one by one, the acupoints on his body were being violently opened by this forceful energy.
Click.
The first crisp sound exploded from the Yongquan acupoint on the sole of the foot.
Xu Hao shuddered violently, his previously healed skin instantly cracked open, and the blood droplets were pulverized by the force of the qi before they could even roll off.
"one."
Xu Hao gritted his teeth, suppressing a low growl in his throat to prevent a scream from escaping.
Immediately afterwards, the second and third acupoints lit up one after another.
The rapid-fire explosions traveled up my legs, past my knees and thighs, and straight to my lumbar spine.
Each acupoint that is opened frantically plunders the primordial energy in the long river.
At this moment, in the lower deck of the Zhenyuan.
The mud monkey was jolted awake from its dream by the shock, and bumped its head on the Xuanwu bone armor, gasping for breath in pain.
He rubbed his forehead, listening to the noises coming from deep inside the cabin, looking completely bewildered.
Brother Luo, did you hear that?
Luo Meng opened his eyes, wiped away the blood seeping from his seven orifices, and felt the rhythm emanating from the ship's hull.
"The leader is practicing his skills," he replied in a muffled voice.
"Practicing kung fu to the point of demolishing houses?" Mud Monkey shrank his neck and glanced at the shrunken tortoise sleeping soundly beside him. "You're even more carefree than this turtle."
Behind the dark gold gate, Xu Hao was covered in blood.
Most of the 108 main acupoints have been lit up, and dark blue qi has formed a huge vortex around him, pulling the entire river of qi and blood to churn violently.
The last three acupoints were stuck at the Tianling position, remaining completely immovable.
Xu Hao suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils filled with a cold, dark blue light.
Smash it!
boom!
The last three acupoints were completely opened.
Dark blue qi burst forth from his body like a flood breaking through a dam, forming a nearly tangible protective shield around Xu Hao.
He clenched his fist, feeling the surging, violent power within him.
The domineering power of the "Myriad Transformations Heavenly Vault Scripture" exceeded his expectations, forcefully expanding his blood and qi reserves to more than ten times that of a grandmaster of the same level.
With every gesture, the surrounding space seemed to subtly distort, as if he were forcibly suppressing this entire world.
The Zhenyuan also let out an excited roar, and the newly formed Xuanwu bone armor shimmered with a dark blue luster, completely merging with his aura.
This time, he was no longer a low-level martial artist who could only rely on brute force, but a ferocious land beast who had truly mastered the power to distort local reality.
Before he could fully experience this power, the river of qi and blood beneath his feet suddenly trembled.
The blessed land in my mind burst forth with an unprecedentedly strong light.
As the master of this blessed land, he achieved a leap in his level of life, and the Zhenyuan ship also received a return blessing.
In the lower deck.
The mud monkey was holding the shrunken tortoise and examining it when it was suddenly shaken violently and staggered.
The basalt bone armor on both sides of the cabin emitted a teeth-grinding grinding sound, and the originally narrow lower cabin visibly expanded outward.
"Brother Luo! What the hell! How did this broken boat get bigger again?" Mud Monkey scrambled to avoid a newly grown load-bearing column.
Luo Meng stared at him with his bull-like eyes, ignoring him.
Chen Yuanzhi stared intently at a scarlet wooden door that had appeared out of nowhere at the end of the corridor.
A thick, malevolent aura was seeping from the crack in the door; even a single whiff of it made one's meridians throb and one's blood surge.
"There's something strange about this door." Chen Yuanzhi picked up the poison tube from the ground.
A golden ray of light gathered at the point where the phantom in the starry sky collapsed.
The golden light rushed straight towards Xu Hao, but this time it lacked the domineering force of before.
"Don't die on the way."
The grand sound dissipated, and golden light instantly crossed the void and entered Xu Hao's brow.
Xu Hao felt as if his brain had been pricked by a red-hot steel needle, and the previously blurry picture of the blessed land in his mind began to churn violently.
Behind the fragment of the "Ten Thousand Transformations Heavenly Vault Scripture," a slowly rotating dark golden compass appeared.
The compass has eight faint markings, two of which are flashing with a faint light.
He immediately understood that this was the connection and attraction between the nine volumes of the Martial Ancestor's divine skills.
The remaining volumes are scattered throughout the shattered microcosms.
The dark gold door slowly shattered as Xu Hao stood up, eventually turning into specks of light that completely merged into the bulkhead of the Zhenyuan.