Chapter 1068: Chapter 674: My Disciple Is Ferocious, Deciding the Ages Alone, Spiritual World! (Part 3)
Introspection inwardly, perception climbed towards the sea of consciousness.
Those bizarre, power-laden fragmented images became increasingly clear as he delved deeper into the entry of the Pranja Dragon Elephant.
Meng Chuan even had a feeling that he could ’enter’ with just a ’light touch’ of his perception...
He resisted the increasingly strong allure and pulled his gaze away from the sea of consciousness.
Meng Chuan looked at Master Ding Guang and voiced his doubts.
Upon hearing this, Ding Guang showed a thoughtful expression.
After a moment, he gently shook his head.
"Your situation is likely related to the ’knowledge’ above the eighth rank of the physical body, I too have no idea..."
"Alright..."
He thought about it and realized that Master Ding Guang was a master in the path of the mind, not the path of the physical body. He was seeking help from the wrong place...
"However, as your master, upon observing your sea of consciousness, these things resembling ’memory fragments’ hold no malice and do not impede your perception."
Meng Chuan nodded to show his understanding.
Bidding farewell to disciple Liu, Ding Guang slowly retreated to the Dharma Cave.
Based on what Meng Chuan had just said, he began to recall those great figures he had encountered in his life who practiced the path of the physical body.
Gradually, Ding Guang’s expression became more conflicted.
He searched through his memories, including those of the creator of the Pranja Dragon Elephant Divine Skill, Ling Kong Dharma King, the first Horizontal Training Sacred Body of the Ancient Martial Era.
Yet no one had ever mentioned what Meng Chuan spoke of today...
But this guidance, similar to a ’spiritual summons,’ is absolutely a good thing!
With this thought, Ding Guang’s expression turned serene:
"My disciple Meng Chuan, truly possesses the potential for the physical body to prove the Dao!"
Sitting upright in mindfulness, his eyes rotated with the cycles of decline and rebirth.
Ding Guang gently leaned his head against the cave wall, resting.
Mentoring and teaching disciples.
Beyond passing down knowledge, it is also a chance for rebirth.
...
Returning to the platform, Meng Chuan was brimming with excitement along the way.
This Pranja Dragon Elephant Divine Skill suited him perfectly; just at the beginning, its augmentation was a hundred times stronger than those True Skills and Horizontal Training techniques!
With a simple clench of his five fingers, in the face of boundless strength, the air rushed eagerly through his fingers, causing an ear-piercing explosion.
With just a light punch, he could shatter the ’barrier of the world,’ creating the ’black hole’ effect that previously required the Infinite True Demon State’s full force to achieve.
Now, upon unlocking the final release, Infinite True Demon State.
His destructive capability was likely approaching the threshold of thirty thousand!
And this was only the second level of augmentation provided by the Pranja Dragon Elephant...
According to Master Ding Guang, his Dragon Elephant Dharma Foundation far exceeded ordinary people.
Each layer of ’Dragon Elephant Cohesion’ would bring a significant leap in power.
Could he break through the third layer before the martial arts demonstration?
There’s still some time, strive!
Having initially mastered the Pranja Dragon Elephant, Meng Chuan deeply sensed the immense benefits.
The complex cultivation method skillfully combines the mysteries of the human body with the Qi Circulation, yet manages to reap the purest physical power.
The great Dao is simple!
Using the three vessels and seven wheels as the foundation, Pranja Qi cultivation and Dragon Elephant Body Refining run in parallel, greedily extracting the last trace of energy from the body’s Grand Circulation.
How could such Divine Techniques not be strong?
Such performance certainly deserves to be the world’s number one horizontal training!
To be honest, as Meng Chuan said, from the most superficial battle power enhancement perspective, the Creation Skill of Sitting Forget Dragon Demon Suppressing Prison cannot compare to this method.
"After all, it’s not the same path. Sitting Forget Divine Skill is the foundational practice of the physical body path, maintaining various forces, controlling the body, harmonizing governance..."
He was not exaggerating; without the Sitting Forget Divine Skill as a prior jewel, how could he forge such an extraordinary Dragon Elephant Dharma Foundation...
As his cultivation gradually deepens, reaching the ten-layer realm mastered by Abbot Xuanmou, the power of ten dragons and ten elephants...
Then, how vast a Dragon Elephant Dharma Foundation could it reflect, and what would it be like to throw a punch...
Never mind the ten layers.
Meng Chuan felt that even at the sixth or seventh layer, he could destroy the entire infrastructure of Yong’an with just a punch...
The more he thought about it, the more exhilarating it felt. The thrill brought by the explosive increase in power once again filled his mind.
In other words, he was getting carried away!
This was a change in his mindset, beyond the control of his grasp.
How to restrain?
The usual method...
...
The courtyard of the platform was quiet, and Meng Chuan tiptoed back to his room, sitting cross-legged on the ground.
His perception drifted into the sea of consciousness, lightly touching a small snowflake, a refreshing coolness seeped into his mind and heart.
In a trance, a pitch-black abyss.
The cold wind howled, and the azure vortexes scrapped his body like ice blades.
Vast power was tightly held in both fists.
Meng Chuan’s expression was fierce, his punches moved like phantoms, constantly shattering and ejecting ice crystals, causing the heavens and earth to tremble.
Yet he couldn’t match the speed at which frost accumulated, his body became gradually encased by an ever-growing iceberg...
A light breeze passed by, the ice mountain diffused a billowing dense white mist.
The cold was terrifying, and the chill of death enveloped all around.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
An extremely faint anomaly sound came from deep within the ice layers, forming a piercing and continuous sound.
In the next moment!
Buzz——
A ring of black ripples spread out, and the Iron Fist broke free from within, blasting a chunk off the iceberg.
This chunk acted as a fuse, Meng Chuan broke through the surface, his left fist hidden under the iceberg intertwined with magnificent Qi Blood, surged out like a giant dragon, thoroughly shattering the shackles restraining his body!
Bang!
Ice crystals rained down like a flood, splattering across the world.
The frost brought by the extreme cold concealed his proud figure, casting only a profound shadow outline upon the heavens and earth.
Long after, the abyss image returned to calm, the white mist dispersed.
Meng Chuan stood like a statue, remaining upright, dominating the heavens and earth.
But he could only maintain that posture unchanged.
Without ’spirit,’ he was already ’dead’...
Despite Meng Chuan’s strong body, having broken Zhao Linyuan’s second move, the Cold Abyss Soul Lock.
Yet his soul was frozen, killed by the cold within...
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Meng Chuan opened his eyes, his hands supporting the edge of the bed, he bent over and coughed a few times, as if trying to cough the ’ice crystals’ stuck in his throat out.
