strictlysupreme Chapter 15 Undying Skin
Chapter 15 Undying Skin
Inside the secret room, Wang Dao sat cross-legged, his mind focused on the panel in his mind. Looking at the 100 source points that had been accumulated over nine days, he did not hesitate at all. His will was like a knife, and he slashed hard at the "Thousand Hammers and Hundred Refinements Method" column.
"Add some points!"
"Buzz!"
The grayish-white lettering on the panel instantly became blurred, as if wiped away by an invisible hand. Then, a line of brand-new, gold-plated lettering slowly emerged—【Refined Technique - Ultimate Realm】.
The moment the writing froze, a violent energy, seemingly from the ancient primordial era, suddenly exploded within Wang Dao's body.
"Boom!"
At that moment, he felt that he was no longer a person, but an active volcano that was erupting.
The terrifying surge of energy instantly overwhelmed his original physiological limits. Beneath his skin, dark blue veins twisted and meandered wildly like frightened pythons, as if countless invisible mice were scurrying madly between his flesh.
That's muscle fibers tearing and remodeling, and the skin undergoing a radical transformation.
An extremely high-frequency vibrational force spread wildly from his spine to his entire body.
"Buzzing—"
Every inch of his skin was trembling violently, and the friction with the air produced a chilling hissing sound.
The blood and qi in his body went completely berserk, like a celestial river bursting its banks, making a "whooshing" sound as waves crashed against the shore, echoing endlessly in this small, enclosed room.
Immediately afterwards, a strand of extremely noble gilded gold color suddenly appeared in the originally fiery red blood and qi.
This wisp of gold, though faint, carried an aura of supreme strength, yang energy, and immortality.
As it appeared, the temperature around Wang Dao rose sharply, and rolling heat waves, like tangible crimson ripples, frantically impacted the walls of the secret chamber.
"Click...click..."
Even the walls of the secret chamber, reinforced by defensive arrays, were now creaking under the strain, the array patterns flickering as if they were about to collapse at any moment.
Just as this energy reached its peak, a terrifying phenomenon manifested.
First came a gigantic phantom several meters tall, carrying an ancient divine mountain on its back, struggling through the void, each step it took causing the void to tremble.
Immediately afterwards, the scene shifted, and the ancient divine mountain in the giant spirit's hand transformed into a colossal hammer wreathed in thunder and fire.
"clang!"
The giant hammer fell, slamming heavily onto Wang Dao's physical body.
This is not destruction, but forging!
Using heaven and earth as the furnace, qi and blood as the charcoal, and rules as the hammer!
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
The secret room was clearly empty, yet it echoed with a crisp and resounding clanging sound, like the striking of iron.
With each powerful hammer blow, the membrane on Wang Dao's body tightened further. The golden membrane that was originally hidden beneath his skin was undergoing a qualitative leap under the forging of this great force.
It is no longer just a tough membrane, but has completely merged with flesh, blood, bones and muscles, transforming into a more intricate and mysterious existence.
After an unknown amount of time, the deafening thunder finally subsided, and the strange phenomena in the sky transformed into starlight, disappearing back into Wang Dao's body.
Wang Dao slowly opened his eyes, and two golden rays flashed and disappeared deep in his pupils.
He looked down at his arm; his skin appeared as smooth and delicate as white jade, but beneath that smoothness, a layer of crimson-gold luster subtly flowed, as if he were wearing an invisible, eternal armor.
He clenched his fist slightly.
"Boom!"
The air in his palm was crushed and burst with a crisp sound.
With a slight shift in his mind, he looked again at the panel floating before him, and the information on it had undergone a complete transformation:
[Realm]: Undying Skin (Ultimate Realm)
【Special Effect】: Indestructible Skin (Immune to all magic, indestructible, increases physical defense tenfold, can reflect 30% of the force of the same level)
"Extreme... Undying Skin!"
A satisfied smile curved Wang Dao's lips as he felt the terrifying power within his body, power enough to shatter everything.
"This is what true...forging through countless trials is all about!"
As the extreme realm stabilized, Wang Dao's gaze swept back to the pale blue light screen before him. He noticed that below the previously somewhat empty [Skills] section, a new line of text had quietly appeared:
[Skill]: Body Cultivation Lv1 (Special Effect: Daoist Furnace)
"Body Cultivation Level 1?"
Wang Dao raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.
"It seems that in the system's evaluation criteria, the previous Golden Membrane Perfection was not even close to the threshold. Only by breaking through the limit and cultivating this Indestructible Skin can one be considered a true beginner in body cultivation."
"This threshold is frighteningly high."
However, when his gaze fell on the explanation of the special effects called the Daoist Furnace, all the complaints instantly turned into ecstasy.
【Taoist Furnace】: The body is a furnace that can melt all things. Its efficiency in refining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, elixirs, and rare treasures is more than ten times that of ordinary people. This special effect will continue to increase in efficiency as the physical body strengthens.
"Ten times more efficient!"
Wang Dao took a deep breath and felt as if the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth was being strongly drawn in, rushing into him through his mouth, nose and pores.
In the past, he would have had to carefully circulate this spiritual energy throughout his body after it entered. But now, his body was like a red-hot furnace. As soon as the spiritual energy entered, it was crushed and purified, instantly turning into the purest nutrients that were absorbed into his flesh and blood.
This predatory speed of cultivation is simply appalling.
"With this Daoist furnace, if I were to consume the Yuan Yang Pill or even that jar of barbarian elephant blood again, I'm afraid I wouldn't need nine days at all; perhaps I could consume it all in one or two days."
Wang Dao felt reassured. In this cultivation world where resources were king, the ability to eat and digest was the greatest talent.
He then glanced at the other two skills that he had already unlocked.
He had already thoroughly enjoyed the special effects of the [Fist of Fury lv1] technique.
Previously, when suppressing Wang Long at the martial arts arena, that seemingly ordinary punch was able to render the arrogant Third Brother powerless because of its full force.
The spine is like a dragon, and the power of the whole body gathers at one point, allowing for a smooth and penetrating exertion.
That was not just a crushing defeat in terms of strength, but also a dimensional reduction in the technique of exerting force.
Finally, his gaze fell on [Kendo Lv1].
[Special Effects]: Holding the sword - with a straight hand and a straight mind, the sword moves with a sharp edge, and the body and the sword become one.
He has never actually had a chance to use this special effect since he acquired it.
Wang Dao subconsciously clenched his right hand, as if he were holding an invisible three-foot-long sword in his palm.
A profound feeling of oneness between man and sword arises spontaneously, as if as long as the sword is in hand, all laws in the world can be broken with a single strike.
"Holding the sword..."
Involuntarily, a figure appeared in Wang Dao's mind, dressed in a dark blue sword robe, always displaying an air of superiority and looking down upon all living beings.
That was his elder brother, the eldest son of the Prince of Zhenbei's Mansion, and also a highly respected true disciple of the Taihao Sword Sect—Wang Ming.
It is said that this person was born with a sword heart, wielded a sword at the age of three, and comprehended the sword intent at the age of seven. He is hailed as the most promising genius in the past century to inherit the mantle of the Taihao Sword Sect.
"Big brother, you are proud of your swordsmanship and regard us as ants."
Wang Dao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile that was both expectant and dangerous.
"When your proud swordsmanship meets my swordsmanship effects, I wonder which is harder: your innate swordsmanship or my cheat code?"
"That day is probably not too far away."