All 365 acupoints had opened!
At that instant, the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi surged forth.
Jiang Shu sat within the cave, as if a Saint had attained Enlightennt in a single day.
He could distinctly feel that these acupoints were like the stars in the sky, and his body, at this mont, resembled the universe.
Boundless self-confidence welled up within his heart.
With a single step, he felt as if the shackles that had bound him in the past were nowhere to be seen.
The minor injuries sustained in the various battles against Sixth Rank Mutant Beasts were all healed in this instant.
Every tendon, bone, and muscle had entered a perfect state under the vibration of the acupoint Primordial Power.
Breaking through the Void, unhard by gods!
Breathing in the air of the Heaven and Earth Secret Realm, every acupoint in his body was also absorbing and expelling the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi. With the expansion and contraction of his pores, his blood flow was incessantly driven.
Although still within the Acupoint Passage Realm, Jiang Shu’s control over his own body had reached an absolute peak.
If he were to be placed in a region isolated from the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, together with all the geniuses on the Dragon and Tiger List, and all other Martial Artists exerted their full capabilities, none would be his match.
Now, what he truly lacked when compared to those geniuses was, in fact, rely Martial Arts.
The Da Jing Dynasty... Yunzhou... The Liang Family Patriarch...
The scene from half a year ago once again surfaced in Jiang Shu’s mind.
Now, he finally had the confidence to return.
In terms of combat power, the rocket launcher had been retrieved, and in his hand, he still had the last armor-piercing missile.
Even the strongest in the Detachnt Realm couldn’t withstand such a lethal explosion.
In terms of life-saving ability, he had broken through the Void, remaining unhard by gods. Although it seed he had only opened five more acupoints, with the Grand Circulation in full swing, both his control over Primordial Power and its storage capacity had increased substantially compared to the past.
With the Thunder Peng Netherworld Wings, he could instantly create distance with just a few flaps.
After all, the Detachnt Realm was still within the Six Martial Arts Realms, not the Furnace Fire Realm!
And regarding ntal deterrence, his Spiritual Cultivation had already beco stable. Although he had not reached the so-called realm of Fetal Breathing, under the Liang Family Patriarch’s spiritual oppression, he was more than capable of executing all his techniques smoothly.
"I wonder if, after half a year, that Liang Family Patriarch is still in the sa place waiting," Jiang Shu’s voice was light, and a hint of murderous intent unconsciously appeared in his eyes.
His features and build rippled, then settled into an unremarkable ordinariness.
The score with Liang Tingbo was not settled yet.
And the Liang Family Patriarch, Liang Yuewu, has co out to hunt down again.
Is this ever going to end!
...
「The Da Jing Dynasty. Yunzhou.」
The river was wide, with surging waves. A massive ship sailed, imposing and majestic, with lanterns hung high.
The winter wind whistled through the flags overhead, which bore a single, prominent character—Liang.
The Liang Family Patriarch, Liang Yuewu, stood on the deck, his complexion gloomy.
His spiritual power spread over the river. After countless searches, he had not sensed any familiar fluctuations.
A Detachnt Realm expert had a terrifying lifespan of three hundred years, enough to witness countless mortals’ birth, aging, sickness, and death.
Although half a year was not just the blink of an eye to him, it certainly wasn’t considered long either.
Yet, the thought of an ant—not even in the Detachnt Realm—escaping from right before his eyes made the anger accumulating within him grow stronger, and he could hardly conceal the murderous intent in his eyes.
Tingbo, what secrets are inside your Storage Bag... Unable to help himself, Liang Yuewu murmured softly. He was unable to understand what secret was worth an evidently strong Martial Artist from the Acupoint Passage Realm going to such great lengths to sneak into the Liang Family and steal their Essence Blood.
Could it be... related to Divine Skills?
Intense regret also spread through his heart more than once. If I had known that Tingbo might possess such an opportunity, I should have set out from the Liang Family the mont Tingbo failed to report back. Even if it ant searching every corner of the Da Jing Dynasty, I had to be sure to find him, dead or alive!
Liang Tingbo’s belongings were the Liang Family’s. They were his, Liang Yuewu’s!
How could I let an ant beat to it?
The disappearance of the aura happened right here. What thods did this ant use to evade my perception? Is it so kind of special Treasure? Or a unique Cultivation Technique that allows hiding within water? His gaze gradually narrowed into slits; he was quickly running out of patience.
Now, he could only hypnotize himself every day, convincing himself that the ant was just hiding and had not truly escaped!
Divine Skills...
If I could acquire Divine Skills, what would my injury matter? My combat strength could return to its peak, or even advance further!
He sighed.
Liang Yuewu returned to his cabin on the ship, closed his eyes, and focused on healing the injuries within his body.
However, just as he was getting deeper into the process, a familiar aura suddenly appeared within his spiritual range, like a mosquito that had flown into a spider’s web.
"This fluctuation, this aura... Ant, die for !" Liang Yuewu abruptly opened his eyes. His hand seemingly grasped at the air, and with his Primordial Power exploding forth, he shot out from the ship. His Spirit completely enveloped the surroundings, and his Primordial Power ford multiple seals.
"Ant, you’ve made search for half a year! Hand over the Treasure, hand over the Storage Bag, and I might spare you from being torn to pieces!"
Spotting Jiang Shu standing on the water’s surface—his features transforming, dressed in strange attire, and carrying a unique weapon on his back—Liang Yuewu didn’t have ti for further thought. The raging fury in his heart burned fiercely like a blazing inferno. His fierce claw-winds tore through the air, aiming straight for Jiang Shu’s head.
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