Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 1317 Tempering a Body Through a Hundred Refinements

The technique used by Ran Ming is the "Yin-Yang Qi Lock," a secret technique of the Tianji Sect.

This is a secret technique that can only be performed with the aid of a ritual. As long as the target has been active in the ritual controlled by oneself, then their energy can be connected.

Under the constraints of the secret ritual, as long as he remains as still as possible and maintains the constraint on the ritual, the locked target will be confined to a limited space.

In his view, Chen Chuan was able to contend with many opponents not only because he possessed certain skills and methods, but also mainly because of his flexible and rapid movement and his use of crevices.

Without these, Drakholm alone could suppress the man without needing to personally intervene.

The instant he was touched by that pure energy, Chen Chuan felt as if he had been confined to a small space.

This feeling was somewhat similar to the profound power he encountered when facing Guang Yong. He looked through his third eye and saw invisible golden chains binding his body, with the other end extending and disappearing into the air.

In fact, he had already learned about this situation from Tianjiyu. As long as he was still within the range of the secret ritual, there was almost no solution.

He had already mentally prepared himself for this, knowing that the upcoming battle would likely be difficult.

The three men fighting him had just received a message from Ran Ming. The moment they saw the pure energy enter Chen Chuan's body, the spiritual light and fire on Drakholm's body flickered silently, then suddenly shot into the sky, and then swooped down at an extremely fast speed, his twin swords slashing towards Chen Chuan!

Although Chen Chuan still had some room to maneuver, it had become extremely cramped. He blocked the two blades that were slashing at him with his sword, but the powerful force from them was pushing him down.

The two plummeted diagonally from the sky above Tianji Peak like shooting stars, finally crashing into the ground with a thunderous roar, creating a huge cloud of dust that churned and surged outwards in waves.

Once the smoke and dust cleared up a bit, you could see that a huge crater, like that of a meteorite impact, had been created around the area.

Chen Chuan and Drakholm stood at the deepest part of the pit, their twin swords and Xuejun sword still facing each other, their spiritual flames flickering and clashing against each other.

The former's body was surrounded by a faint spiritual presence, with his sword and mace held horizontally to block the shield and flail that were pressed down by the latter's spiritual presence.

As the two fields collided, dust and broken bricks floated up and swirled around us.

However, the Great Azure Sky Style generated an extremely powerful force field after it converged, so Chen Chuan gradually suppressed Drakholm and forced him to take a few steps back.

But then Chen Chuan realized he couldn't go any further; the invisible golden chains were dragging his body down.

This forced him to change his strategy, concentrating all his strength on the blade, raising both hands and slashing horizontally with force!

Seeing this, Drakholm quickly lowered his shield to block. Amidst the exploding light and fire and the huge impact, he used the momentum to fly backward. Just before leaving the crater, he dissipated the force and then rose upward again, finally standing at the edge of the crater.

On the other side of the pit, Iloser appeared, and the six-winged messenger landed beside him. Although it had just been destroyed by Chen Chuan, it quickly recovered thanks to the light shining from the crack.

Morton then appeared in another direction, his obsidian hanging down, trailing a long chain behind him.

The figure in the sky suddenly fell, and the python's clone also appeared in the sky.

Four people looked at him from different directions, each with a cold gaze.

Chen Chuan had just used the rifts and space to deal with them and eliminated several of them, but now he no longer had that advantage, and everything was about to end.

This situation also caught the attention of Long Xian and Gao Xu, and their hearts sank. It seemed there was no way they could win.

They couldn't help but feel anxious, but with Ran Ming blocking their way, they were completely helpless.

Chen Chuan looked up at the people surrounding him, adjusted his breathing slightly, and faint spiritual images appeared around him, enveloping him. A huge amount of spiritual fire rose up outside, looking like a bright torch standing on the earth.

Although it looks spectacular, this approach was actually a last resort, because he was currently bound and unable to go to high altitudes, and his space for movement was extremely limited.

Faced with attacks from multiple directions, it's impossible to defend against them all. The only option is to establish a buffer zone and then rapidly channel spiritual fire to provide cover.

As for the second self, in order to break through the barriers, he had secretly vowed before the battle that he would never use it before breaking through the limits.

At this moment, the Snow Lord Blade in his hand trembled slightly, as if responding to his wishes. He reached out and stroked the back of the blade, and the long red scarf fluttered in the wind.

At this moment, from the left, the enormous face of the six-winged envoy opened its mouth, and a dazzling spiritual shock descended upon it.

Chen Chuan stretched out one hand to block, and with a loud bang, he actually extinguished the impact.

But at that moment, a light flashed from under Morton's cloak, and another beam of light shot down at him from the side.

The spiritual light and fire surrounding Chen Chuanling's spirit form rapidly gathered to one side. With a loud bang, half of the spirit form's body shattered, while the other half became ethereal and indistinct, raising a large cloud of dust.

The top of the scepter in Elose's hand flickered, and another spiritual shock shot into the billowing dust. Chen Chuan couldn't move around much now, so he could only let them release their spiritual shocks at will.

Meanwhile, Dracoholm released his twin swords from the front, causing them to float to the side. He raised his hands high, palms facing each other, and his palms began to shimmer, producing a huge ball of light. After a moment, he forcefully swung the ball of spiritual light forward, sending it spinning downwards.

Seeing this, Morton, Elose, and the others anticipated that this thing would unleash tremendous power, so they all took a step back, preparing to defend against the impact.

The next moment, a deafening explosion erupted in the crater, illuminating the distant Tianji Peak and holding its light for quite some time. Is he dead?
They knew they couldn't withstand such an attack without dodging.

When they looked again, their expressions changed.

The ground there had completely turned into a glassy surface, with wisps of smoke rising from it due to the intense heat. Chen Chuan stood in the middle of it, his ethereal form floating around him, but golden talismans were flashing and swirling around his body.

The ground within the area of ​​its flashing light appeared normal, as if the spiritual impact from before had been blocked by this thing.

This is the Golden Register Book that Chen Chuan brought.

He hadn't used it before, but he activated it just now, hoping to slightly increase his defensive capabilities. However, he didn't expect it to be so effective in dealing with spiritual impacts.

He realized that the Golden Register was aided by a secret ritual. He glanced at the Heavenly Mystery Fish circling nearby, and realized that this creature also played a part in the communication.

Upon seeing this, Long Xian stood up and said with slight excitement, "Golden Scroll? It can communicate through secret rituals. Judging from this, it was written by a senior member of our sect. This honored guest is indeed connected with our Heavenly Secrets Sect!"

Gao Xu's worries did not disappear when he saw Chen Chuan. He said with a solemn expression, "But I'm afraid this is not enough."

When Ranming Daoist saw it, his gaze turned deep. He recognized the item as something left behind by a senior member of the Tianji Sect.

"Did they foresee the secrets of heaven long ago, and thus leave this behind...?"

With the protection of this golden talisman and the communication of the Heavenly Fish, the occupants around the ritual will recognize Chen Chuan as one of their own, which will weaken the power of the spiritual impact to some extent.

He immediately informed everyone of the situation via telepathy, instructing them to go and deal with the person.

While it's possible to slowly wear down Chen Chuan using spiritual impact, it might take a considerable amount of time, which he's impatient with, because the longer it drags on, the greater the chance that the Celestial Master will return.

Dracoholm was the first to move. With a flash, he collided with Chen Chuan, pushing the latter to one side, and finally stopping on the other side of the pit.

Just as Chen Chuangan blocked the attack, the Six-Winged Envoy appeared behind him, wielding a hammer and staff. His chest suddenly split open, revealing a dense array of teeth that lunged at him.

Chen Chuan's eyes flashed, and a mysterious flame flickered on his blade. The spiritual fire opposite him burned and melted as soon as it touched it. Drakholm was startled and hurriedly retreated.

Taking advantage of the opening, Chen Chuan turned around and casually pulled a wisp of crystalline mist from the field, instantly condensing it into a long mace, which he then mercilessly lashed out at the six-winged envoy.
This weapon, which combines life and death, is extremely sudden when it strikes, making it impossible to defend against. When the weapon is struck, it is thrown into the air and its spirit above grabs its leg and slams it to the ground with a loud thud.

Seeing an opening, Morton swung the obsidian chain knife at Chen Chuan, causing the external spiritual phantom to burst into a burst of golden light and revealing a large hole.

Seeing an opportunity, Drakholm, who had retreated, rushed forward again, lashing out with his flail. With a bang, the outer part of the phantom spirits exploded, then struck Chen Chuan's shoulder, causing him to stagger back two steps. Although the spiritual fire beneath his shoulder blocked the impact, a section of his outer protective shield shattered.

Although the six-winged envoy was thrown to the ground, he swung his hammer and staff, striking the man's waist and hip. Amidst the burst of spiritual light and fire, the man was thrown to the side.
However, after just one step, he steadied himself, enduring the sword and hammer blows from all directions. He reached out and grabbed the six-winged messenger, swinging him horizontally and slamming him into Drakholm, who tried to dodge backward. However, under the influence of the Great Azure Sky Style, he was unable to retreat in time and could only raise his shield to defend himself. He was then sent flying by the messenger's heavy body.

As soon as Chen Chuancai finished making the move, he felt a heavy force push against his back, causing him to take a step forward. It was Morton who stepped forward and slashed at his back, almost extinguishing the spiritual light and fire there.

Before Morton could retreat, the spiritual image above re-condensed and struck down with a mace. He hurriedly parried, but his whole body sank downwards. Then, a giant sword came slashing diagonally down, and with a loud bang, he was slammed hard onto the ground!
Before Chen Chuan could even catch his breath, Dracoholm, enveloped in a raging fire of spiritual energy, charged up again, this time lifting him off the ground.

The six-winged envoy soared into the air, about to catch up and join the attack, when a long mace phantom swept across from above, forcing him back, and then slashed him away in mid-air.

However, this gap in exertion caused his power to be dispersed, and Drachholm decisively seized the opportunity, whipping the flail from above towards Chen Chuan's head. He turned his head in time, and the flail struck his shoulder with a bang, causing him to sink down and a large cloud of dust to erupt beneath his feet.

Chen Chuan stared intently at the man, his hand flashing with light as he slammed into the shield in front of him. A spiritual shockwave swept across the entire pit, blasting Drakholm into the other side of the pit wall.

At this moment, Chen Chuan suddenly ducked his head to dodge Morton's chain sword. Then, he spun around on the spot, raised his hand that he hadn't retracted, and with a flash of his palm, he released three spiritual shocks in succession towards Morton's location!
In an instant, a large cloud of smoke and dust rose up in that direction, along with bursts of light and dust.

After forcing everyone back in one fell swoop, the surroundings were quiet for a moment.

Chen Chuan's breathing became somewhat rapid at this moment. The golden talismans surrounding his body had been rapidly depleted during the previous attack and defense, and had now dimmed considerably, indicating that they would not be able to hold on for much longer.

Therefore, this can be considered his toughest battle to date.

His biggest disadvantage is that he cannot move. He has no room to maneuver and can only stand still and fight head-on. His spiritual fire must be concentrated on every place that is attacked in time. Even if he is a little slow, it may lead to the complete collapse. He is in a life-or-death crisis every moment.

This forced his mind and the mutated tissues within his body to operate at high speed every moment, squeezing out power from his body again and again.

Under such extreme pressure, his energy was depleted.

But it was precisely in the constant fusion and tempering of internal and external forces that the force that was blocking him had become extremely weak, and now it seemed that he could be pushed open with just a gentle push.

Meanwhile, perhaps without his own awareness or attention, a transformation unlike any other that anyone had ever experienced had begun within his body.

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(End of this chapter)