Martial Arts to Supremacy

Since ancient times, there has been an ironclad rule in the Divine Martial Continent: anyone who has reached the age of eighteen can be baptized by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, awaken their unique Dharma form, and attract extraordinary phenomena to their body.

The Dharma Forms are divided into four ranks: Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow, with Heaven being the highest and Yellow the lowest. The higher the rank, the greater the talent and the wider the path ahead.

Cultivators refine their Dharma forms, progressing through the realms of Gathering Form, Transformation, and Profound Understanding. Upon reaching the pinnacle, they can activate the Dharma form's universe, moving mountains and filling seas with a wave of their hand, wielding the immense power of heaven and earth.

The Dharma Form is the foundation of cultivation for everyone on the Divine Martial Continent, a testament to talent, and a watershed moment in destiny.

Those with the Dharma form can embark on the great path of cultivation and be revered by thousands; those without the Dharma form are born useless, trapped in the mundane world their whole lives, like ants, trampled upon by others.

南域

Qingyang City

The martial arts training ground of the Li clan ancestral hall.

The annual ceremony for the awakening of the Dharma image of the eighteenth-year-old clansman has arrived as scheduled.

Under the blazing sun, the black banners fluttered in the wind. Members of all branches of the Li family gathered here. The family head sat solemnly on the high platform, while countless young people stood in rows, their eyes filled with tension and anticipation.

They were all waiting, waiting for their own extraordinary phenomenon to arrive, waiting for their Dharma body to awaken, so that they could break free from mediocrity and embark on the path to immortality and strength.

"Next up, Li Qing!"

The clan elder who presided over the ceremony had a deep, resonant voice that echoed throughout the entire training ground.

A young, inexperienced boy strode out and stood in the center of the awakening array.

In an instant, a burst of spiritual light rose from the magic array, a gentle breeze stirred in the world, a faint blue light enveloped the boy, a low wolf howl faintly rang out, and the phantom of a gray-blue wolf appeared behind him, the wind swirling around, its beastly might beginning to show.

"Low-grade Yellow Rank - Wind Wolf Dharma Form!"

The elder of the Gaotai clan nodded slightly with approval, and the surrounding clansmen praised him.

One after another, several clan members stepped forward. Some awakened the Rock Dharma Form, their physical bodies becoming heavy and solid; others awakened the Spirit Wood Dharma Form, their vitality enduring; and still others, direct descendants' geniuses, drew forth a sky full of radiant light, awakening a high-level Dharma Form, eliciting gasps of amazement from the entire audience.

Strange phenomena occurred one after another, and spiritual light filled the sky, creating a thriving scene.

In this magnificent scene where everyone is talented, a slender figure at the end of the line stands out from the crowd.

The boy's name was Li An, and he was also an eighteen-year-old member of the Li family clan.

He was slender, with handsome and aloof features, and a porcelain-white complexion. Despite his young age, he lacked the immaturity and restlessness of children his age, and his eyes held a calmness and indifference far beyond that of ordinary people.

Having lost his parents at a young age, and being an orphan from a collateral branch, he was already helpless and destitute in the Li family, suffering endless cold treatment.

Today is his last chance.

As long as he can awaken his Dharma form, he can escape his ant-like existence, obtain cultivation resources, and no longer be bullied by others.

Ang Lee's five fingers clenched quietly, his fingertips turning white, and a faint, almost imperceptible expectation lurked in his calm eyes.

"Ang Lee, it's your turn."

A murmur of discussion and snickering immediately arose from the surroundings.

"Is this the orphan boy from a distant branch of the family? I doubt it."

"Even members of the direct bloodline can be mediocre; what talent could a collateral orphan possibly possess?"

The mocking words reached his ears, but Li An remained expressionless, never raising his head to argue, and walked step by step into the central awakening array.

Ancient runes lit up, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth slowly gathered, enveloping his body.

The clan elders formed mudras and chanted mantras, and the ancestral hall received blessings; all conditions were met.

All eyes were on him, some with simple curiosity, some with amusement, some with indifferent disregard, and most with the sneer of the direct descendant genius Li Hao.

Li Hao crossed his arms, looked down at Li An, and said in a sarcastic tone, "Don't waste your energy. The future of the Li family rests on my shoulders. Even if you are a good-for-nothing, it won't make much difference."

Li An ignored the warnings, closed his eyes, and focused all his attention on sensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

One second, ten seconds,...

Time passed slowly.

The magic array dimmed, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth dissipated.

The anticipated anomaly did not occur.

There was no illusory image of the Dharma, no rosy clouds or thunderous winds, and not a trace of spiritual resonance.

Empty and desolate, utterly silent.

The vast training ground fell silent instantly.

The elder frowned, repeatedly activating the magic seals and trying again. However, no matter how he drew upon the power of heaven and earth, Li An remained completely unmoved, as if he had been born isolated from the path of cultivation in this world.

"No spiritual energy sensed, no primordial imprint..."

The elder slowly withdrew his hand, his tone icy and authoritative: "Li An is unable to trigger celestial phenomena, nor can he awaken his Dharma form."

One sentence, like a thunderclap, resounded throughout the entire venue.

A burst of laughter suddenly erupted.

"Truly a useless body! Incapable of awakening a Dharma form from birth!"

"Eighteen years of waiting, and in the end, he's just a complete waste of space!"

Li Hao strode out, looking down at the silent Li An within the magic array. He leaned close to Li An's ear, a smile playing on his lips: "I knew it. You were born with a lowly fate. In this Divine Martial Continent, without the ability to manifest, you're destined to be a lowly ant for life, never able to hold your head high."

He stepped forward, deliberately raised his hand, and slapped Li An hard on the shoulder with fierce force, carrying a naked humiliation.

"In an era where everyone is a dragon, you alone are a reptile."

Each word is like a knife, cutting into people's hearts.

On the high platform, the elder of the Li family had a cold expression, showing no regret whatsoever.

For a powerful family that possesses countless geniuses, a useless person who cannot awaken their Dharma form is worthless and will only become the lowest-ranking servant in the family.