Chapter 469: Chapter 153: Twelve True Forms Fist Breaking Limit, First Layer of the Vajra Undying Body, Immovable as a Mountain, Pillow Sea as Emperor
A breakthrough past the Fifth Heaven of the Spirit Awakening Realm!
They had entered the Divine Power Realm!
Cao Feng, like Cyan Snake, had both been stuck in their respective Realms for far too long.
The importance of cultivation resources was made perfectly clear in this moment.
If not for the heaven-defying opportunity Chu Fan had brought back, they might have remained stuck at this level for the rest of their lives.
For a time, the entire Seven Stars Gang was overcome with joy, and genuine smiles graced everyone’s faces.
The gang’s two main pillars had broken through one after another. This allowed the small gang, long struggling at the bottom of Qing Province City, to finally see the first true dawn of its rise.
However, amidst this jubilant atmosphere, Chu Fan seemed cut off from the world, completely immersed in his dull yet focused cultivation.
「Another five days passed in a flash.」
On this day, on the Martial Arts Arena outside Chu Fan’s residence, Cold Qi permeated the air, and a white mist swirled about.
Chu Fan’s figure flickered like a phantom. Every time he dodged, spun, and moved, he left behind a string of clear Residual Images.
He unleashed the Twelve True Forms Fist. Dragon’s Roars shook the heavens, Tiger Roars echoed through the Forest, ape cries pierced the clouds, and eagle shrieks reached the highest heavens...
Twelve phantasmal images of completely different creatures continuously appeared, alternated, and merged.
Each punch he threw stirred up a bizarre Gangfeng that carried both Extreme Cold Qi and Yellow Springs Death Qi.
It possessed the tyrannical might of the Vajra Indestructible, yet also carried a grim, bone-chilling, and strangely powerful force!
[+5 Experience Points for "Twelve True Forms Fist"]
[+5 Experience Points for "Twelve True Forms Fist"]
Chu Fan’s mind was highly focused, Cold Qi swirling around his body. Beads of sweat rolled from his temples, slid down his sharp, angular cheeks, and instantly froze into tiny ice pellets upon contact with the biting Cold Qi, pattering to the ground.
This Fist Technique, created by merging three different Martial Arts, was only a paper-thin wall away from the Breaking Limit Realm.
[Skill: Twelve True Forms Fist (Perfection) | Progress: 4942/5000 | Traits: Vajra Undying Body; Bone-Penetrating Cold Attack; Erosion Element Cold Gang; Flowing Frost Domain; Yellow Springs Death Qi]
’It’s been over fifteen days since I returned to the Seven Stars Gang...’
Chu Fan thought to himself, his gaze growing ever more resolute. ’Today, the Twelve True Forms Fist will finally break its limit!’
He continued to throw punches, his mind flashing back to the scene of him slaying Mo Daozi in the mountain forest outside the city...
Back then, his Twelve True Forms Fist had only just reached the Great Success stage. When facing Mo Daozi, who was in the Acupoint Realm, his most reliable Killing Move was still the Extreme Night Cold Prison Hand, which had undergone its Third Limit Break.
But after today, the situation would be completely different.
The difference in Martial Arts Levels was like a chasm.
Even before Breaking its Limit, the comprehensive power of the Twelve True Forms Fist already far surpassed that of the Extreme Night Cold Prison Hand after its Third Limit Break.
Once this consummate Fist Technique successfully broke its limit, his overall strength would surely step into a completely new, unimaginable Realm!
"Hah!"
Immersed in his Fist Intent, Chu Fan threw a sudden punch, and the twelve phantasmal images of creatures behind him seemed about to solidify.
Just then, he felt a sudden stirring in his heart, as if sensing something, and his movements came to an abrupt halt.
He spun around, his sharp gaze shooting toward Zhao Tianxing’s residence not far away.
Within his Divine Sense, the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Mechanism seemed to be pulled by an unseen force. It surged like a tide, forming a spiritual stream that rushed toward the small house.
’This is... Mortal Transformation?’ Chu Fan was slightly stunned.
The next moment, an immature yet pure aura of Spiritual Power erupted from within the house!
"Fan!" Chen Xuan rushed out of the courtyard excitedly, his voice filled with thrill and relief. "Tianxing... Tianxing has achieved Mortal Transformation! He’s broken through to the Spirit Awakening Realm!"
’So fast?’ A hint of surprise flashed in Chu Fan’s eyes.
He recalled that not long ago, Zhao Tianxing had been in the Bone Tempering Realm, trying to break through to the Entering the Realm of Strength.
He had been so engrossed in his difficult training during this period that he had almost lost track of time.
’Come to think of it, it’s been nearly two months since I arrived in Qing Province City.’
But on second thought, it made sense...
Tianxing’s foundation was incredibly solid, and his qi and blood were far more vigorous than an ordinary person’s. The cultivation resources he had now were comparable to those of a direct disciple from a Noble Family. Moreover, with experts like Master Cao and Master Chen personally guiding him, his cultivation speed was advancing in leaps and bounds...
Achieving Mortal Transformation today was well within reason.
A short while later, Zhao Tianxing walked out of the house, scratching the back of his head.
His face was faintly flushed from the breakthrough, and his features still held the characteristic shyness of a young man.
He was nothing like his former self.
Shortly after he first joined the Seven Stars Gang, he had been scolded by Master Cao, who said he was like a hen laying an egg—cackling and making a fuss, wanting the whole world to know.
But the Tianxing of today, despite having made a major breakthrough, was as shy as the boy next door.
He saw Chu Fan and broke into a grin. "I... I’ve achieved Mortal Transformation too."
Chu Fan walked up, patted his shoulder, and smiled. "All your hard work during this time wasn’t for nothing. You truly are the genius both Master Cao and Master Chen believe you to be."
Zhao Tianxing’s cheeks grew even redder. He waved his hands repeatedly and said shyly, "I wouldn’t dare call myself a genius in front of you."
"If it weren’t for the Treasure Plant Elixirs you gave me, and Master Chen’s tireless guidance, I’m afraid it would have taken me another half a year, or even longer, just to touch the threshold of the Spirit Awakening Realm."
As he spoke, Zhao Tianxing suddenly remembered something. He quickly ran back into the house and carefully brought out an ancient-looking Jade Box.
"Old Chu, Master Chen, look what this is!"
He opened the Jade Box. Lying quietly inside was an object—about a foot long, entirely pitch-black, and shaped like an iron rod, though it was clearly no ordinary piece of metal.
The moment the Jade Box was opened, an indescribable, bizarre stench and a surging wave of Spiritual Mechanism gushed out simultaneously!
The smell was like the putrid mud of a thousand-year-old swamp mixed with the aged manure of livestock—acrid and unbearable...
Chu Fan and Chen Xuan were standing very close. They caught an unexpected whiff and felt their stomachs churn, nearly vomiting on the spot!
But strangely, the Spiritual Mechanism emanating from the object was pure and dense, instinctively drawing one’s body closer with a sense of craving.
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