The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 141: Heavenly Weapon of Human Dao, The Eradicator of Realms!

Chapter 141: Heavenly Weapon of Human Dao, The Eradicator of Realms!

After successfully refining the Moonlight Water Essence as well, Ling Feng felt that the true qi in his dantian had reached its limit. It was time to swallow the Pulse-Transformation Qi Pill and advance to the Pulse Formation Realm in one go!

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng once again confirmed that there was no danger around him. Then, with some excitement, he took out the Pulse-Transformation Qi Pill.

Wafting a delicate fragrance, the pill refreshed Ling Feng to his core. Opening his mouth, he swallowed the Pulse-Transformation Qi Pill.

With a sweet aroma, it slid down his throat and directly into his stomach.

Subsequently, a surge of warmth dissolved within his body, brimming with potent energy that surged throughout his being, coursing through every limb and bone.

Tss!

Ling Feng sharply drew in a breath of cool air, startled as the power within his body unexpectedly turned tumultuous, recklessly surging through his veins and meridians.

His blood seemed to have reversed its flow, while his veins swelled as if on the verge of bursting entirely.

Ling Feng remained oblivious to the fact that transitioning from the Qi Formation Realm to the Pulse Formation Realm resembled a profound rebirth. His Chaotic Body, renowned as the most resilient among all body types, demanded a process of breaking down before building anew. To achieve the circulation of true qi throughout his body and pave the way for meridian opening, he had to endure the bitter ordeal of destruction before construction.

Soon, beads of sweat the size of soybeans began to trickle down Ling Feng's forehead as he clenched his teeth tightly.

He was someone who had clawed back from the brink of death. His resilience far surpassed that of ordinary people by a hundredfold, nay, a thousandfold!

His fists clenched tightly, veins bulging. Despite the excruciating pain raging within him, he didn't utter a single sound.

The process of refining the Pulse-Transformation Qi Pill lasted longer than Ling Feng had imagined.

One hour!

Two hours!

Veins bulged on Ling Feng's forehead, snaking across his fair and handsome face, rendering it grim and terrifying. Despite Ling Feng's strong will, the immense agony caused him to tremble uncontrollably.

As time trickled by, the agony Ling Feng endured intensified with each passing moment. Yet, his yearning for strength, and his unwavering dedication to reaching the pinnacle of martial arts, compelled Ling Feng to persevere. Until now, he hadn't even uttered a grunt of pain.

The sky gradually lightened, casting a faint glow of dawn. In the eastern horizon, a faint light emerged, painting the sky with a hint of pale blue.

After a whole night, Ling Feng was covered in blood. Every inch of his body oozed blood droplets from its pores, drenching him in a crimson hue.

"Destruction before construction, huh?"

Ling Feng clenched his fist, his voice trembling slightly. "Now, it's time to advance in one fell swoop!"

Ling Feng was on the brink of a critical juncture. A wildly raging power surged through his limbs and body, threatening to overwhelm him.

The so-called Pulse Formation involved opening meridian gates within the body. Unlike the body's regular meridians, these gates, akin to the dantian, served as conduits for storing true qi.

The more meridian gates there were, the stronger the explosive power and endurance one had during battles.

The Pulse Formation Realm could be further divided into four stages: Pulse Opening, Pulse Connection, Pulse Convergence, and Pulse Penetration.

Pulse Opening, the initial stage, had one to three meridian gates; Pulse Connection, the middle stage, had four to six meridian gates; Pulse Convergence, the late stage, had seven to nine meridian gates; and Pulse Penetration, the peak stage, had ten or more meridian gates.

After reaching the Pulse Penetration stage, the difference between genius and mediocrity gradually became apparent.

Ordinary martial artists only needed to open ten meridian gates to attempt to break through to the next level, the Transformation Realm. However, true geniuses often could open twenty, thirty, or even more meridian gates.

In legends, there were even some extraordinary individuals who could open seventy or more meridian gates, utilizing them to form a meridian array, which allowed them to contend head-on with even the cultivators in the Transformation Realm.

For example, there was Jing Wuxue, who claimed to be the top cultivator among the inner sect disciples of the Wenxian Sect. Although he had already reached the pinnacle of the Pulse Formation Realm, he had only opened a pitiful eleven meridian gates, making him a rather ordinary cultivator at the pinnacle of the Pulse Formation Realm. His talent was only considered remarkable among the sects of the level of the Wenxian Sect, which was why he was rejected by the Tianwei Academies.

"Pulse Formation Realm, breakthrough!"

Ling Feng's eyes were bloodshot, as if blood was going to flow out, yet they were filled with unparalleled determination.

As Ling Feng roared, in an instant, the blood-red hue in his eyes receded like a tide, and clarity returned to his gaze.

Almost at the same moment, a soft hum emanated from within him, resembling the roar of a dragon or the cry of a tiger, piercing through the heavens.

A vigorous and pure energy surged like rivers converging into the sea, gathering towards his Qihai dantian. Strands of pure true qi meandered and swirled around his dantian, weaving in and out.

Two cyclones, resembling glowing orbs, one red and one blue, opened up on Ling Feng's left and right shoulders respectively. About the size of pebbles, these were his meridian gates.

Due to his diligent cultivation, Ling Feng immediately opened two meridian gates upon his promotion. Clearly, these two gates stored the water and fire attribute true qi in his dantian respectively.

Lightly squeezing his fist, an unprecedented sense of power surged through him.

"Is this the power of the Pulse Formation Realm? If Jing Wuxue were standing before me right now, I wouldn't even need to employ any martial techniques; just one punch could send him to his grave!" Ling Feng slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.

Buzz! Buzz!

Something seemed to awaken within his body, accompanied by a faint tremor echoing in his mind.

Then, Ling Feng felt an intense heat in his left eye, as if due to a breakthrough in his realm, the second divine inscription of the Human Dao Eye was about to condense into form.

Gritting his teeth, Ling Feng sat cross-legged, quickly activating the method of the Art of Chaotic Divinity, drawing the six vital qi into his body to condense the second divine inscription.

Everything fell into place smoothly. Before long, Ling Feng's left eye had condensed the second profound and mysterious inscription, which marked the formation of Ling Feng's second divine inscription of the Human Dao.

"I wonder what ability the second divine inscription of the Human Dao Eye possesses."

Just as this thought emerged, the next moment, a faint hum was heard, and Ling Feng felt the space in front of him distort. Then, with a flicker of dim light, a three-foot-long sword slowly materialized from the void, hovering in front of Ling Feng, buzzing and trembling.

"A sword?"

Ling Feng hesitated briefly, feeling drawn to the summoning of the long sword, until he couldn't resist reaching out to grasp it.

The moment his hand gripped the hilt, a sensation of meridian connection surged within him, as if the sword had always been meant to be his own.

He held the long sword, gently swaying it a few times, reluctant to let go.

The sword was edgeless and plain, appearing at first glance like a piece of black iron rod, incredibly crude. Even on the blade, there were several cracks, as if a gentle touch would cause it to shatter completely.

However, despite its appearance, this sword endeared itself to Ling Feng, as if he had reunited with a long-lost friend.

"Hmm..."

When Ling Feng grasped the sword, he felt a surge of majestic information flooding into his mind. The next moment, as if driven by an unseen force, he murmured to himself, "This sword is called the Eradicator of Realms!"

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1. The author's note: The protagonist's true weapon has appeared, capable of leveling up, exuding dominance, and even comes with a built-in insta-kill skill! Absolutely essential for everyday use, a must-have for showing off, incredibly cool and mind-blowing! ?