With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal
Chapter 1036 - 665: True Martial Path, Converging Laws, Vicissitudes of the World
The fiery crimson flesh glowed with burning Qi Blood; Meng Chuan was fighting with no reservation, a desperate battle.
Clang!
Withstood the demon arm for an instant, he had no idle words, raising the great halberd and slashing towards Demon Mountain’s head!
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Sichuan region, Ba Mountain.
Particularly these deep forests, were most affected by the dimensional changes of the human realm.
Several mountains towering more than twice the height, covered in red soil like devilish claws, the black ancient trees appeared more ominous, blocking out the sky, endless stretches of yellow-brown dry grass...
In the distance, massive clusters of dark wind moaned between cliffs, untouched by human presence.
Only the rustling of dead branches, akin to ghostly whispers.
The reason being the infamous ultimate darkness [Purgatory], located here.
Going deep inside the Demon Nest.
Under the blood-red sky, there wasn’t the slightest hint of life.
Buzz——
A brown hill suddenly produced ripple waves, a thin shadow emerged from the void, heading deeper in.
An outline of a great hall resembling a deep abyss entrance became clear under the eternal blood-red sky.
Its form was majestic, not built of bricks and stones, seemingly forged from solidified dark red energy and countless wailing Soul Bodies.
The tall forked spires pierced through the murky clouds.
As the thin shadow approached, the terrifying hall seemed to come alive, as if its life-like veins gently pulsated, emitting a soul-quaking pressure.
"Gulp..."
The shadow’s heart sank, noticing the hall door like the mouth of a giant beast, deep and lightless...
Before the door.
Guarding the Divine Master’s hall was an azure demon flame attached to a bone armor.
Its form wasn’t impressive, far less fearsome than nearby Celestial Demons’ massive bodies.
Yet just perceiving from a distance revealed an extremely vivid deathly ambiance.
Indeed a terrifying existence beyond worldly limits!
The shadow was a thousand meters away, prostrating on the ground.
"Master, the Red Refining Banner is with a human, currently Lord Demon Mountain has sent a clone to hunt..."
The demon flame opened its eyes, quietly listening to the shadow...
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Deep within the clouds, a cracking, blood-red sunset weeps.
Blood splatters like flowing fire falling, igniting the ground, the fierce wind twists dense clouds into ever-larger storms, cycling endlessly.
Only the remaining three and a half arms of Demon Mountain, full of fragmented scars.
Hundreds of eyeballs burst, like smashed tomato sauce smeared across its face, breathing heavily from its mouth.
It swung its only remaining demon arm, again gathering a black sun, forcefully enduring another great halberd grind, countless muddied eyes stared fixedly at Meng Chuan.
If looks could kill, Demon Mountain would have slain him a thousand times over.
In a flash, Demon Mountain’s emotions surged fiercely, continuously roaring with rage.
A body comparable to an initial fourth-stage Divine Son couldn’t handle a third-stage human, an utter humiliation!!!
Surely, back in the Cosmos, this would be brought up constantly, leaving him unable to hold his head high...
Though Demon Mountain’s emotions were fierce, its heart remained particularly calm, knowing the key reason for its failure.
Its trump card [Soul Devouring] had no effect on this child.
Every burst of power felt like "playing the lute to a cow," truly astonishing Demon Mountain.
Meng Chuan couldn’t fathom what this creature was thinking.
As Demon Mountain’s momentum declined, he too struggled to maintain the Infinite True Demon State.
Merely enduring by activating blood-soaked mode, extracting "Demon Blood" to replenish himself for stability.
Yet, the scale of victory was already tipping slowly in his favor.
Under mounting pressure, Meng Chuan’s gaze grew sharper.
The Qi Blood roared endlessly, increasingly impassioned. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
Under such Demon Mighty pressure, his fighting became smoother.
The Martial Arts techniques he mastered underwent a marvelous transformation under high pressure.
It was as if they fit his body better, or like being forced to the "end of the road," unleashing greater potential beyond Limit Breaking.
Meng Chuan immediately thought of the furious "Limit Breaking Punch" within Tong Family Lane.
He gradually immersed himself; both mindset and martial theories underwent subtle changes.
On the panel:
[Sitting Forgetting Dragon Demon Subduing Prison: Second Layer (58%) Awaiting Limit Breaking]
[Limit Breaking Trait : ?]
[Skill Completion (31%) → (37%)]
Meng Chuan’s eyes flashed with light, clearly realizing why his prowess increased as his state dwindled, the true reason his fighting became smoother.
The theory of control, evidently quietly comprehended and deduced amidst life-and-death combat.
The chaotic variety of Xingyi Boxing techniques seemed like messy stew within him.
What his mind chose, he used; even if the meridian-driven fist routes were swift, swift as a rainbow!
Still, it couldn’t match the speed of operating multiple schools together, collectively exerting strength...
Such fists...
Such strength...
In battles with Demon Mountain, nearly a hundred martial arts techniques began arranging, combining even mutually coordinating strengths and weaknesses.
He clearly didn’t take the "Cosmos Divine’s" clone seriously, simply considering it the best whetstone under tremendous pressure.
Meng Chuan, absorbed in punches and kicks, practically used Demon Mountain as a sandbag.
When the fist skill combined and became volatile, those parts that weren’t suitable, that were flawed, seemed like impurities grown in his body, gradually purged in this process.
In this process, aside from Meng Chuan’s rich martial understanding, an eternal validation, along with the support of numerous traits.
The Martial Arts Will was the most crucial among them!
His Fist Intent grew clearer, more natural and effortless, leaving Demon Mountain flustered, more and more astonished!
At this moment, Meng Chuan’s Heart Spirit had long transcended beyond the battle.
He dismantled and forged the martial arts he learned throughout his life in actual combat.
Vast mountain ranges were his chest, the boundless sky was his intent.
Even a third-tier Cannon Fist in such a state, its Fist Intent was boundless as the heavens.