Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 681 Destruction and Reconstruction: The Realm of Martial Saint! (Two Chapters Combined)

A punch under normal conditions can generate eight thousand dragon forces!

If combined with the blessing of the Witch Seal and the Star Domain, this power would be enough to reach the number of ten thousand dragon forces!

This is the power of ten thousand dragons, each of which has a force of over 120,000 jin!
With this force, even a sea island in this primordial world could be sunk with a single punch!
Feeling the incredible physical power within his body, which even he himself found unbelievable, he had never imagined the power of the Ten Thousand Dragons before, but now he truly possessed it!
According to Yuan San, the progenitor of Yin Gods, the previous two or three thousand dragon powers were already comparable to the former Witch King!

The physical strength that Song Changming now possesses far surpasses that of an ordinary Witch King!
He didn't know if the so-called immortals of the Primordial Continent could wield such a heavy punch!

Now, he feels that the giant he encountered back then doesn't seem so scary anymore.

This is a surge in self-confidence brought about by a rapid increase in one's own strength.

“It’s still not stable enough,” Song Changming suddenly muttered to himself.

He had witnessed the duel between the celestial official and the giant a few times back then, and he couldn't be blindly confident just because his physical strength had increased dramatically.

Now that the five-year period is almost up, he is determined to get that immortal fruit!
Before that, there was one more thing he wanted to try.

"My physical strength wasn't strong enough before, but now I'm more confident. If I succeed, then the matter of competing for the immortal fruit will be much more secure."

After a brief moment of consideration, Song Changming made up his mind.

He wants to use this indestructible body to try to make another breakthrough on his martial arts path!
Thinking of this, Song Changming felt a surge of warmth in his heart, and his emotions rose a few points.

Continuing the path of martial arts is something he has been working hard and researching all along. It was not a spur-of-the-moment idea, but something he had been conceiving and planning since his time in Kyushu.

However, it was only now that Song Changming dared to take this step and made up his mind to try.

The reason for taking such a safe approach is that this idea is too radical; without an incredibly strong physical body, one really cannot withstand his torment.

Looking inward, one finds that the skin and flesh are tougher than the finest iron in the world, the bones inside are as clear as jade, and the marrow is as hot as burning gold, like the spine of a dragon and the marrow of a phoenix.

The internal organs are forged through countless trials, the connecting veins are as solid as a rock, and the blood flows like molten lava.

This body is less like a human body and more like the body of a true god, incomparable to that of an ordinary martial artist!

So powerful! So pure!
Song Changming's attention finally settled on his dantian, on his martial arts purple abode.

Those 155 drops of Grandmaster's essence blood were the crystallization of his past martial arts cultivation, and this number had already reached the limit that the Purple Mansion could bear.

It could not contain even the slightest bit more of the Grandmaster's power.

If one continues to force it, the Purple Mansion will be damaged, and one will inevitably die and perish.

Even if Song Changming had the powerful physical body he had honed, and even if he could escape death, normally, his master-level cultivation would still be in vain.

But what Song Changming is going to do this time is to jump around fiercely on this line between life and death.

He was going to deliberately unleash the martial arts acupoint within his body!
Do not break or stand!

Since this martial arts purple mansion has become an obstacle to his future development of martial arts, he must solve the problem of this purple mansion within his body.

The power contained in the 155 drops of Grandmaster's essence blood was too strong, so strong that the Purple Mansion, as the container, could no longer withstand it.

He has made many attempts over the past century, and the first direction he has explored is naturally to strengthen the martial arts dantian within his body.

But the results were meager and unsatisfactory.

After failing to strengthen his Purple Mansion, Song Changming had no choice but to change his focus, and his thoughts began to wander freely.

For example, he even considered studying martial arts and opening up a second Purple Mansion within his body.

However, this is also fraught with difficulties. To open a second martial arts chakra, it even involves changes to the original bloodline of the human race, which, simply put, means abandoning humanity.

Moreover, altering the bloodline of the human race would introduce far too many variables.

If one is not careful, not only will one's face be completely disfigured, but one's entire flesh and blood body will become deformed. At that time, it will not be as simple as just losing one's martial arts cultivation.

Therefore, this research direction ultimately came to nothing.

After numerous research directions came to nothing, Song Changming's ideas became increasingly audacious.

Since this martial arts purple mansion cannot withstand too much grandmaster power, why not simply overturn the previous martial arts path and directly replace it with a larger and better 'container'?

At that moment, Song Changming looked at his hands and a flash of inspiration came to his mind.

What could be more suitable as a vessel for power than his flesh and blood?

He wanted to completely unleash the Grandmaster power within his Purple Mansion, allowing this martial arts cultivation to fully merge with his flesh and blood!
If it were an ordinary grandmaster martial artist, they would naturally not dare to try this.

After all, his physical body, internal organs, and meridians simply couldn't withstand it; doing so would most likely lead to his demise.

Just like actively detonating a nuclear warhead inside the body, without the restraint of the martial arts purple mansion, the uncontrolled power of a grandmaster is enough to destroy any grandmaster's body.

This is somewhat similar to those powerful demons deliberately detonating their cores. Rather than being a form of cultivation, it's more like an attempt to perish together with others.

But Song Changming was different.

His physical body was incredibly strong, far surpassing that of other Grandmaster-level experts, and he dared to try this bold research direction.

If you succeed, that will truly break the shackles, and from then on, you will achieve unity of self and mind, with no more obstacles!
Following this line of thought, Song Changming conducted further research and deduction, and consistently believed that this operation was feasible.

Most importantly, he was confident in his physical strength and believed he could withstand the strain of his martial arts cultivation!
However, to ensure that nothing went wrong, Song Changming did not attempt this during the Kyushu period.

It wasn't until he came to the Primordial Continent and obtained this opportunity of giant flesh and blood, which gave his physical strength a super boost, that he felt the time was right!

"With such a physical body, there is no reason why we cannot succeed!"

Song Changming had already calculated it countless times and felt very confident.

This time, he is determined to break through the barrier and take a step on a martial arts path that no one has ever taken before, pushing martial arts to a new peak!
"let's start."

Having made up his mind, Song Changming no longer hesitated. He sat cross-legged with his hands on his lap, but his whole body was tense and he did not appear relaxed.

In the Dark Sea, the little man opened his eyes, his mind completely immersed in his body, landing in that martial arts purple mansion.

Inside the Purple Mansion, 155 drops of Grandmaster's essence blood shone like a constellation of stars, dazzlingly bright.

This was a Grandmaster level of cultivation far stronger than that of an ordinary Grandmaster. Even an ordinary Grandmaster would find it difficult to control, but under Song Changming's mental manipulation, this surging Grandmaster power was completely obedient.

It flows smoothly, without any sign of strain or sluggishness.

His mind, wielding the power of a grandmaster, seemed to transform into a long dragon, directly crashing into the Martial Dao Purple Mansion.

boom!
The martial arts dantian was immediately shaken and quickly showed signs of collapse.

After all, this was martial arts power condensed from 155 portions of Grandmaster's power, which was originally beyond what this Purple Mansion could bear.

Song Changming manipulated the long dragon to swim around again, and then it crashed into his own Purple Mansion once more.

While engaging in such a crazy act of self-destruction, Song Changming remained calm and composed.

Even though it caused him to bleed from the corner of his mouth and suffer internal injuries, he didn't care at all, as if he had already banished all physical pain from his senses. He was feeling his way across the river, with no precedent to follow, and given the brutality of his actions, injury was inevitable.

The dragon swung its head, and the second impact directly broke through the Purple Mansion that was sealed within it.

With his Purple Mansion broken, the power of a Grandmaster was unleashed like a burst dam, flowing to every part of his body.

hum!
A terrifying surge of energy erupted from his body, destroying everything around him in a frenzied manner.

The cave walls cracked and popped, and even the hardness of the rocks on this primordial continent couldn't withstand the energy shockwaves from Song Changming's outburst, showing signs of collapse.

At this moment, another large array was erected, sealing off the energy surge emanating from Song Changming, preventing the commotion from becoming too violent.

Outside the cave, Tang Kecha and Fulan both noticed the strange noises coming from inside and immediately got up to look.

"What exactly is Master doing that makes such a commotion?" Tang Kecha asked in surprise.

This is something that has never happened in the past five years.

Fran looked worried; she sensed that the energy of the riot seemed to be spiraling out of control.

She was worried that Song Changming's cultivation had gone wrong.

If something happens to Song Changming, they, as servants, will also be doomed, so she had no choice but to worry.

"My Lord, please, nothing bad must happen to you!"

On the other side of the mountain, below the entrance to a small cave, the large rock blocking the opening was pushed aside, and Bi Yougen strode out from inside.

She was clearly also alerted by Song Changming's commotion.

“It’s the master, nothing should happen,” Tang Kecha said to him.

Biyougen nodded silently.

Her aura was much stronger than it had been five years ago, carrying a hint of ferocity, like an ancient beast emerging from the mountains.

Needless to say, she gained a lot during her five years of seclusion, which made Fran envious once again.

Just then, the commotion inside the cave suddenly intensified, and even the three people at the foot of the mountain could see that the cave on the mountaintop looked like it was about to collapse.

Even the island beneath their feet swayed slightly!
At the same time, spiritual energy from all directions at sea began to drift towards this cave.

Inside the cave, Song Changming was enveloped in a red light, his blood and qi burning like fire, overflowing and self-immolating.

His face kept changing color, sometimes turning red and sometimes turning pale.

Within his body, the Grandmaster's power, which had completely broken free from the Martial Arts Purple Mansion, seemed to be completely out of control, rampaging wildly and arrogantly, as if expressing Song Changming's overestimation of his abilities and the impending ruin of his promising future.

However, the next moment.

Suddenly, Song Changming's sorcerer spirit, which was standing on the divine steps, broke away from the Nether Sea and entered his body. With a grab, he seized the dragon formed by the power of a grandmaster and tried to calm it down.

However, this process of competing with one's own martial arts cultivation is not so simple.

Without the constraints of the Purple Mansion, regaining control of this Grandmaster-level power would be extremely difficult.

However, Song Changming was not without options.

Before breaking through the Purple Mansion, he had already envisioned this situation and had simulated it countless times in his mind.

A pale golden light emanated from Song Changming's body, and supreme sword intent gathered around him.

He suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open, and his sword intent became even more refined.

Song Changming used his hand as a knife, swung it forward, and unleashed the Martial Arts Silent Blade.

The master's power within him instantly transformed into pale golden blade energy, which he unleashed.

boom!
A loud bang was heard, and the large rock at the cave entrance was shattered by the force of the blade.

The blade's momentum didn't diminish; it cleaved open the cave entrance, sliced ​​across the island, and flew into the sea beyond.

A huge wave immediately surged up at sea, rolling back and making the isolated island seem as if it were being hit by a torrential downpour.

Tragically, the fish also fell onto the island, completely bewildered and unaware of what had happened.

"This"

Tang Kecha felt fortunate that they hadn't been waiting outside Song Changming's cave.

Otherwise, with that single slash, even ten of them tied together would likely only face certain death.

Looking back up the mountain, large boulders had rolled down, and the cave that had been carved out had completely collapsed under the weight of the knife.

A golden light shot into the sky and hovered in mid-air.

Song Changming's sword intent surged, and his sword force swept down, causing Tang Kecha and the other two below to feel their breath catch in their throats, and even standing became somewhat difficult!
Looking at the Grandmaster power surrounding him, Song Changming smiled gently and waved his hand to dispel the sword intent.

As the sword intent dissipated, the power of these grandmasters also disappeared back into their bodies.

Those 155 drops of essence blood, like shooting stars, disappeared into the limbs and bones.

Upon closer inspection, one can discover that the previously out-of-control Grandmaster power is now circulating throughout Song Changming's body.

His power was present everywhere – under his skin, in his muscles, between his meridians, in his blood, and even in his breathing.

When activated, this Grandmaster's power is fierce and domineering; after it dissipates on its own, it becomes gentle and soft, constantly nourishing his entire physical body!

"It's done!" Song Changming was overjoyed.

This is the most ideal and perfect state of martial arts that he imagined!
When one's cultivation completely breaks through the constraints of the Purple Mansion, flowing through the blood, nourishing the body, and erupting from the heart, this is the state of Great Freedom!

This is a higher realm of martial arts, beyond the Grandmaster level! It is the path he has paved!
"Above the Grandmaster level is the Martial Saint! This is the realm of the Martial Saint!" Song Changming murmured.

As soon as he finished speaking, his aura soared, surpassing anything he had ever shown before!

From then on, the Grandmaster was no longer the pinnacle of martial arts; the path he walked to become a Martial Saint was an even higher peak!

As his aura rose, the highly concentrated spiritual energy that converged from all directions continuously entered his body.

Within his body, spiritual energy combined with his martial blood, transforming into drops of martial essence blood that continuously merged into his flesh and blood.

The upper limit of 155 drops of martial arts essence blood has already been broken.

Song Changming didn't know how much martial arts essence blood his flesh and blood body could bear.

This is closely related to the strength of his physical body.

As things stand, this amount of martial arts essence is far from the limit that his body can bear!
(End of this chapter)