Chapter 324: Chapter 310 Sea Robe

Zhou Leng said, “I don’t recommend attacking together. Based on my deduction, these Great Martial Stone-men can only be dealt with one-on-one. Of course, if you don’t trust me, you can give it a try.”

Wind of Grey Steel said, “I don’t believe it. All the giant dragons, attack the first Great Martial Stone-man with me.”

Numerous giant dragons took to the sky, charging towards the first Great Martial Stone-man.

Jade Wings was an exception, standing still in place.

At the moment when the giant dragons reached the airspace above the first Great Martial Stone-man and began their attack, all the Great Martial Stone-men slightly crouched, stomped the ground, and leaped into the air.

A punch was thrown, creating a sonic boom.

The ring-shaped misty Mach ring surrounded the right fist of a Great Martial Stone-man.

Boom!

With one punch, a giant dragon was pierced through, blood splattering across the sky.

Boom!

Boom!

Thirty-three Great Martial Stone-men each threw a punch, one punch for each giant dragon.

Those lucky enough were hit in the chest or abdomen and survived.

Those unlucky were struck in the dragon head and were killed.

“Run…”

Wind of Grey Steel fled wildly, being the strongest, avoiding vital points, only his side abdomen was hit.

The dragons fled, and the thirty-three Great Martial Stone-men returned to their original positions.

On the ground lay seventeen giant dragons.

Seven were dead, and ten were on the brink of death, clearly beyond salvation.

The remaining dragons huddled at the edge of the light shield, shivering.

Deep Dark Fury sneered.

Wind of Grey Steel’s dragon face felt hot.

Jade Wings did not make a move, but it didn’t stop him from almost being frightened to death. He let out a long sigh of relief and glanced at Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng lowered his head, reading the notes left by Blood of Tyranny.

“Heh heh…” Mountain Armor couldn’t help but laugh.

Most of the giants followed suit, gloating.

These seventeen giant dragons were not ordinary; more than half had demigod bloodlines, each with the potential to become a Grandmaster.

This battle equaled the loss of at least ten future Grandmaster giant dragons.

Deep Dark Fury said, “Wind of Grey Steel, you should remember now, the words of Guan Canglong are very important.”

“Yes, invincible Deep Dark Fury.” Though Wind of Grey Steel was dissatisfied with Zhou Leng, he respected Deep Dark Fury.

Deep Dark Fury was healing, and others, having witnessed the terror of the Great Martial Stone-men, dared not challenge them, resorting to just waiting.

Human Martial Artists were all learning their chosen Body-Protecting Divine Skills.

Wind of Grey Steel walked over, leading the dragons to collect the bodies of their kin, full of grief and swiftly acting.

The crowd narrowed their eyes, scrutinizing this dragon with suspicion.

Occasionally, someone secretly observed the progress of the Martial Artists’ cultivation.

Song Juesi, relying on powerful Martial Arts ability and experience, seemed to progress the fastest.

Zhang Xinglie, with his strong Martial Arts talent, appeared to have figured out the pathways.

Besides them, everyone’s cultivation was much the same, practice a while, stop a while, constantly facing hurdles hard to overcome.

Even Kang Lanhe and Ding Linglong, the top Vitality Stage among Yunhua Jinjing, were far beyond Zhang Xinglie before.

But now, they were helpless in the face of the Body-Protecting Divine Skill.

Soon, some realized it was impossible to cultivate quickly, so they chose not to practice further, opting instead to focus on memorizing to ensure no mistakes, practicing slowly in the future.

Within the Ancient River Group, the disciples calculated together, deciding each to memorize a different Qi and Blood Flow Chart.

After leaving, they’d give it to Zhou Leng, who as the Inner Sect’s senior disciple would teach them.

After extracting the relevant Divine Text from the Body-Protecting Divine Skill, Zhou Leng continued using the simplest yet most effective method.

Memorizing the Divine Text.

Now, Zhou Leng’s understanding of Divine Text was entirely different, with increasing Martial Arts Realm and insights from the translation and Blood of Tyranny’s notes, memorization was swift.

The relevant Divine Text amounted to 32 characters, taking only eight hours to imprint these 32 translucent Divine Texts in his mind.

As these 32 Divine Texts slowly rotated in his mind, the understanding of related knowledge grew deeper.

After more learning, Zhou Leng looked toward the seventh Martial Stone-man, carefully observing the Qi and Blood Flow Chart.

Comparing with what he learned, many previously obscure areas suddenly became clear.

“So that’s how it is, so that’s how it is…”

“The Body-Protecting Divine Skill I chose, from inside to out, consists of six layers of Flow Charts, each layer divided into one main pathway and twelve auxiliary pathways.”

“My method was wrong; it should follow the sequence of Qi, Blood, Bone, Organs, Flesh, and Skin, first filling one layer. Then, True Qi flows through the connecting path to operate the second layer.”

“Only by completing the six layers of main pathways is the first step complete.”

“After that, attention must be paid to each layer’s ’auxiliary pathways’.”

“Each auxiliary pathway has its separate Flow Chart and unique operation method.”

“Previously, I didn’t know this and thought a single operational method could be used.”

“In fact, this cultivation technique has six main pathways and seventy-two auxiliary pathways. I need to master 6 + 72, a total of 78 operation methods to complete it.”

With the foundational knowledge of Body-Protecting Divine Skills, Zhou Leng’s learning was swift.

Another day passed, and Zhou Leng completely mastered the seventy-two auxiliary pathways.

Every pathway, when operated individually, posed no problems.

After studying again, Zhou Leng closed his eyes tightly, beginning his first complete cultivation.

First, manipulating Qi on the first layer, then filling each layer with the main pathway.

At first glance, nothing seemed different.

Then, as per the sequence, he slowly transferred the Qi and Blood to the auxiliary pathways of the first layer.

Once the first layer’s pathways operated smoothly, Qi and Blood were moved to the auxiliary pathways of the second layer…

Upon reaching the third layer, it failed.

Thinking, researching, gaining insights, then attempting again.

After successful breakthroughs, moved toward the fourth layer.

Soon after, failure came again; more research, more attempts…

Each failure turned into a gain.

Unbeknownst, Qi and Blood saturated every pathway.

The six main pathways and seventy-two auxiliary pathways rotated in entirely different ways slowly.

When Qi and Blood completed a full cycle, a sudden fierce sound erupted within Zhou Leng’s body.

The roar of a tsunami crashing against high mountains reverberated through the sky.

The six layers of Flow Charts connected as one.

The meridians and blood vessels of seventy-two auxiliary pathways began to slowly change.

The blood vessels and meridians of the body are undergoing subtle physical transformations.

Blood vessels are moving, meridians are moving.

Indescribable pain explodes within the body.

Zhou Leng remains unmoved.

Sits steadily like a mountain.

This kind of pain is no less intense than in the Land of Blades.

As Qi Blood continues to circulate, the changes in blood vessels and meridians also persist.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Leng’s vision becomes hazy from the pain.

Finally, the changes stop.

With a sound like a tsunami crashing against a mountain, the meridians and blood vessels within are fixed in place.

Zhou Leng seemingly “sees” the operating diagrams from the first to the sixth layer, resembling patterns of candles in the dark, one by one lighting up.

At the instant the sixth operating diagram is fully illuminated, the body roars.

The six diagrams merge into one, transforming into a three-dimensional formation diagram, operating within the body.

Within the three-dimensional diagram, a Divine Text appears, then slowly fades away.

Zhou Leng immediately remembers this Divine Text.

Taiqing Sea Robe.

The name of this Body-Protecting Divine Skill.

Zhou Leng feels joyful and instinctively operates the Taiqing Sea Robe.

Threads of True Qi emerge from the skin, weaving and intersecting on the body’s surface like silk.

Qi Blood circulates again and again.

Gradually, True Qi weaves into seventy-two completely different patterns of waves, attaching to the body.

At the instant the seventy-two waves form, the pattern descends into the sea, hiding beneath the skin.

A moment later, Zhou Leng feels an indescribable great power surge from within.

The protective strength on the body surface, at least doubled from before.

This was just the first cultivation session.

Not even considered an entry-level mastery.

Zhou Leng continues to operate Qi Blood, continuously sending True Qi into all pathways to maintain the operation of the Taiqing Sea Robe.

One cycle after another.

As True Qi depletes, it rebounds, quickly refilling halfway.

When True Qi depletes for the second time, the Taiqing Sea Robe stops operating.

Zhou Leng takes a deep breath, slowly exhales, and opens his eyes.

The world seems brighter than before.

He lowers his head to look at his skin.

In Martial Arts perception, the body has also been slightly strengthened.

At the same time, more parts of the body have been nourished by the Taiqing Sea Robe.

Previously cultivated Inner and Outer Skills only operated in a few meridians or blood vessels.

However, the Taiqing Sea Robe covers all parts of the body, especially operating through the 72 auxiliary pathways, unlocking numerous meridians and blood vessels from the body’s extremities to the Dantian.

With long-term cultivation, the benefits to the body are unimaginable.

As Zhou Leng senses, he suddenly notices something unusual from the corner of his eye and looks up at the second light barrier.

A person enters the second light barrier.

Song Juesi.

A worthy Elder Song.

From afar, Zhang Xinglie stands up and looks over.

Zhou Leng is now Guan Canglong, and the two do not speak.

However, they understand each other’s gaze.

“Did you succeed in your cultivation?”

“Yes. And you?”

“The same.”

The two exchange a smile and stand up.

They walk left and right toward the second light barrier, pass through, and enter.

The others watch in a daze.

The Ancient River Sect disciples smile, no wonder they are the Three Heroes of Ancient River, they didn’t even dare to claim they remembered the operating diagram correctly one hundred percent, yet the three had already succeeded in cultivation.

Several other human martial arts geniuses sigh softly; they remembered it, but have yet to understand it.

Mountain and River Origin watches the backs of the three.

He has a lot of True Qi, a significant physical advantage, and his Martial Arts Will is not weak, his overall strength is not inferior to the three.

But in pure Martial Arts Ability, he falls short compared to the three.

He sighs, then becomes relieved.

They have received many human fortuitous encounters, while he has received many giant fortuitous encounters.

The rest in the first layer light barrier have complex expressions.

Outside the first layer light barrier, the Humanoid Alliance is jubilant, with a clear overwhelming victory as three allies enter.

The Demon Alliance members pull long faces one by one.

Desecration Scribe secretly gives orders again.

“Be ready. When I give the command, strike, and kill the humans first!”

Deep Dark Fury stares blankly at the three inside, a hint of shame flashing in his eyes, lets out a low roar, and charges again toward the first Great Martial Stone-man.

Inside the second light barrier, Zhou Leng, Zhang Xinglie, and Song Juesi stand by the altar.

On the altar, colorful ping pong ball-sized orbs float and hover up and down.

The three face the altar, their backs to the crowd.

“What do we do next?” Song Juesi asks.

“Try using the Ancient River Sect’s fist salute.” Zhou Leng suggests.

The three slightly bow, left hand holding right fist, left index finger pointing diagonally to the upper right.

They salute respectfully.

The altar gently trembles, and three orbs fly high, descending toward the three.

An orb lands in Song Juesi’s hand, transforming into a droplet emitting brilliant star light.

An orb lands in Zhang Xinglie’s hand, transforming into a small ancient bronze furnace the size of a fist.

The furnace is supported by four legs, with four ears on top, each ear being a dragon’s head with a red flame ball suspended in its mouth.

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