Chapter 470: Chapter 153: Twelve True Forms Fist’s Breaking Limit, Vajra Undying Body’s First Level, Immovable as a Mountain, Pillow Sea as Emperor
The two of them were fighting back nausea while simultaneously being unable to resist taking a few more whiffs of the Pure Spiritual Qi. The twisted expressions on their faces were quite comical!
"This... I found it this morning in a stinky ditch while I was practicing archery in the back hills," Zhao Tianxing said, pinching his nose.
"..." Upon hearing this, Chu Fan fell silent.
He recalled the bizarre incident when Zhao Tianxing had returned from a trip to his hometown, managing to find a century-old wild mountain ginseng just by tripping on flat ground.
Who in their right mind would willingly go near a stinky ditch?
Even if an ordinary person walked past the ditch a hundred times, they might not notice this object, let alone endure the stench to fish it out!
However, he didn’t recognize this object either.
He had only just finished the first of the tomes Baili Bing brought back from Medicine King Valley, which chronicled the world’s rare treasures.
He turned his questioning gaze to Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan also frowned, scrutinizing it for a long while before finally shaking his head. He said gravely, "I don’t recognize it. But this thing’s Spiritual Mechanism is so abundant it’s beyond imagination. It’s definitely no ordinary item!"
Zhao Tianxing scratched his head and suggested, "Then I’ll take it to Master Cao and Sister Bai and ask them. I can also tell them about my breakthrough..."
Chu Fan nodded. "You two go ahead. I’m on the verge of a breakthrough with my Fist Technique and can’t be interrupted."
"Alright!"
Chen Xuan and Zhao Tianxing then carried the mysterious "Stinky Iron Rod" and headed excitedly toward the main courtyard.
’That guy Tianxing... he really is a Child of Celestial Fate...’
Watching Zhao Tianxing’s departing figure, Chu Fan couldn’t help but sigh in admiration.
He had gained quite a few benefits recently, but every single one had been won through a life-or-death battle.
’But Tianxing... He trips on the road and finds a wild mountain ginseng. He walks by a stinky ditch and fishes out a strange Treasure Plant. It’s just...’
Chu Fan couldn’t even find the words to describe it.
The Martial Arts Arena fell silent once more, with only Cold Qi swirling about.
Chu Fan took a deep breath, clearing his mind of all stray thoughts and refocusing his spirit on the Mental Realm of his Fist Technique.
His eyes half-closed, he slowly threw one punch after another.
His Fist Momentum was no longer as wild and domineering as before. Instead, it had taken on a simple, detached quality, as if returning to its true essence.
The twelve phantoms of the True Forms no longer alternated in a chaotic frenzy. Instead, like small streams flowing into the sea, they slowly overlapped, seemingly about to merge completely into one.
The time it takes for half an incense stick to burn passed quietly.
As he slowly pushed out the final punch—
["Twelve True Forms Fist" Experience Points +8]
["Twelve True Forms Fist" has reached the limit of Perfection. 200 Spiritual Essence can be consumed for Breaking Limit. Consume?]
’It costs two hundred Spiritual Essence for the first Breaking Limit?’
Chu Fan clicked his tongue in amazement.
This enormous cost far exceeded the amount required for Breaking the Limit on the "Twelve Forms Fist" and the "Extreme Night Cold Prison Hand" in the past.
It was undoubtedly indirect proof of this fused Martial Art’s profound foundation and immense potential—it was surely pointing toward a vaster, more powerful future.
Without a shred of hesitation, Chu Fan’s mind was made up. ’Consume!’
Two hundred points of Spiritual Essence instantly vanished, transforming into an indescribable, majestic energy that surged into his limbs and bones, rushing straight into the depths of his Sea of Consciousness!
BZZZT—!
A clear and profound Daoist tone seemed to ring out in his mind, like the chime of jade striking jade, or the heavenly sound of shackles breaking and fetters shattering!
BOOM!
The previously restrained aura around his body suddenly erupted with a thunderous roar.
It was like a volcano, dormant for a millennium, awakening in a single day to spew forth world-destroying power!
A pressure far more terrifying and profound than before swept out from him as the epicenter.
The bluestone slabs on the ground couldn’t withstand the force. With a series of crisp CRACKS, they were instantly covered in a layer of crystal-clear, extreme-cold solid ice.
Atop the layer of ice, there was not only bone-chilling Cold Qi, but also wisps of Yellow Springs Death Qi that coiled and rose as if they were alive.
The Black and White Qi intertwined, actually transforming a corner of the Martial Arts Arena into a lifeless Forest Domain!
Behind him, the twelve previously distinct phantoms of the True Forms—Dragon, Tiger, Monkey, Horse, and the others—reappeared.
But they no longer acted independently as before. Instead, drawn by an invisible force, they rapidly spiraled, collided, and merged!
In the end, the Twelve Forms became one, transforming into the phantom of a Chaos Demon God. Its figure was blurry and indistinct, yet it seemed to contain all the combat instincts and esoteric principles of power in the universe!
This phantom stood as tall as the heavens, and though it vanished in a flash, the ancient, desolate, and terrifyingly Undying aura it emitted was deeply seared into the minds of all who perceived it!
At the same time, a myriad of visions flooded Chu Fan’s mind.
Countless images of his past training in the "Twelve True Forms Fist"—the angle of every punch, the power of every footstep, the subtlety of every Force transition—flashed through his Sea of Consciousness like a revolving lantern.
An incredibly profound understanding welled up within him.
All his previous minor mistakes, deviations in Fist Force, and flawed transitions in his Step Technique were all silently corrected, completed, and optimized by a strange power originating from the Breaking Limit itself!
It was as if an unseen Martial Arts Grandmaster was personally combing through every detail of his Fist Technique, raising it to a state of flawless perfection.
Chu Fan’s eyes were shut tight, his entire being immersed in this sublimation—a qualitative transformation born from a quantitative accumulation.
His muscles and bones hummed and trembled, his blood surged like the tide, his Primordial Qi quietly transformed, and even his soul seemed to shiver amidst this all-encompassing enhancement.
He had experienced this sensation several times, yet he was captivated by it every single time.
After a long while, the visions around him slowly subsided.
Chu Fan opened his eyes. The sharp light within them was now contained, their divine glow restrained.
[Technique: Twelve True Forms Fist (First Breaking Limit 2/7500) (Traits: Vajra Undying Body Layer 1, Immovable as a Mountain, Pillow Sea as Emperor; Bone-Penetrating Cold Attack; Erosion Element Cold Gang; Flowing Frost Domain; Yellow Springs Death Qi)]
[Vajra Undying Body Layer 1, Immovable as a Mountain, Pillow Sea as Emperor: Body like a Vajra, will like Mount Sumeru. This state is not about withstanding attacks with brute force, but using the body as a seal and the will as a guide to mobilize the Spiritual Mechanism around you, deploying an invisible defensive Array within a small area.]
[One foot before me, my body is the mountain; one inch beneath me, my domain is the sea. The mountain cannot be shaken, the sea cannot be measured—this is the initial aspect of the Vajra Indestructible.]
[Immovable as a Mountain: When standing firm, your Spiritual Mechanism will automatically sense and connect, like the ley lines of the earth weaving beneath your feet, faintly merging with the pulse of the mountains and rivers. The qi around your body becomes perfectly integrated, as if you were a boulder that has taken root, standing tall and majestic. In this stance, your protective Gang Qi condenses as if it were solid. Ordinary attacks will crumble upon contact, and your defensive capabilities will be several times stronger than before. Even if a force of a thousand Jun were to descend upon you, it would be difficult to move you an inch.]
[Pillow Sea as Emperor: If you are prone on the ground with all four limbs, the defensive Array’s effect reaches its peak. Your body fits seamlessly against the earth, as if using the deep ground as a bed and the vast ley lines as a sea to rest upon and defend. At this moment, within a one-meter domain around your body, ripples will appear in space, flowing like the tides, forming an absolute defensive boundary. Any attack that enters this boundary—be it Fist Force, Sword Gang, or a Magic Technique’s impact—will have its power divided, absorbed, and dissipated by this "Sea Control" Array, like a clay ox entering the sea, unable to harm your body in the slightest.]
Chu Fan stared at this information and fell silent for a moment, his heart in turmoil.
In the past, he had always felt the "Vajra Undying Body" within him was constantly growing, and he had guessed that, like other advanced Martial Arts, it must have clearly defined levels.
But he never expected his guess to be true, let alone that the power he had been relying on hadn’t even truly reached the first layer!
Now, by using the "Twelve True Forms Fist’s" Breaking Limit, the "Vajra Undying Body" had finally entered the main hall, so to speak, revealing the divine might of its first stage.
However, the Traits gained this time were not as simple as just reaching the first layer of the "Vajra Undying Body"...
With a thought, he slowly assumed a fighting stance.
This time, without needing to consciously activate it, a faint, almost imperceptible yet incredibly tough golden halo naturally appeared around him as his Fist Momentum flowed. Within the halo, countless tiny Runes seemed to flicker in and out of existence.
He felt a wondrous connection form between himself and the earth beneath his feet.
Wisps of heavy, steady power surged up from the soles of his feet and into his entire body, infusing his every movement with an indescribable stability and solidity.
In every gesture, offense and defense had become one!
A Fist Technique was fundamentally an Attacking Skill, but because of the "Immovable as a Mountain, Pillow Sea as Emperor" Trait, it now had the ability to transform into the strongest shield at any moment!
When attacking, his Fist Momentum could draw upon the power of the earth, becoming even more majestic and unstoppable;
When defending, the ground where he stood was an indestructible fortress, and the spot where he lay was an impassable chasm!
If he was prone on the ground, the defensive Array’s effect would reach its absolute peak!
Chu Fan’s eyes narrowed slightly as he shouted toward the courtyard, "Mo Yunzi!"
A red shadow shot out like a flame. "Young Master, what business do you have for me?"
Chu Fan tilted his head back slightly. "Cut me!"
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