"Jiang Taixu!" Cheng Hao called out softly.
Unfortunately, Jiang Taixu's consciousness was already in a blurry state, and he did not respond to Cheng Hao's call.
Cheng Hao sighed and raised a finger. Suddenly, a wisp of golden blood flew out from his finger and turned into a golden sea of essence that drowned Jiang Taixu.
Cheng Hao's physical strength was so strong that even a drop of his blood was enough to turn into a spring of life. Although it might not be able to bring the dead back to life, it was not difficult at all to bring a dying person back to life.
Boom!
The surging sea of life essence, emitting a golden light, surged into every part of Jiang Taixu's body, causing his dried blood to boil again. His cracked bones once again gave birth to divine light. Even his skin, which was originally like old tree bark, began to become round and glossy.
With the influx of vitality, Jiang Taixu's consciousness gradually became clear. His eyes flashed with divine light as he slowly opened them.
"Who … are you?"
Jiang Taixu's voice was still a little weak. This time, it was not his physical body that was weak, but his Spirit. After all, he had been trapped in Mount Purple for four thousand years. Even his Spirit was extremely weak. If Cheng Hao's Qi and blood had not nourished his Spirit, Jiang Taixu would not have been able to regain his consciousness even if his physical body had recovered.
"I am Haotian!"
"Haotian?" Jiang Taixu looked thoughtful when he heard this, as if he was thinking about the origin of this name. But after a moment, he shook his head. It seemed that he had no recollection of this name at all.
"After being trapped in the Purple Mountain for more than four thousand years, you were still able to cultivate to the Saint Realm and survive until now. You … are very good!" Cheng Hao rarely praised others, but Jiang Taixu was indeed a character to be able to survive until now in the Purple Mountain where Emperor Wu Shi had passed away.
Jiang Taixu was shocked that someone could see through his cultivation at a glance.
He could not see through Cheng Hao's cultivation, but he knew that a casual drop of his blood could save him from death. Such strength was enough to shake heaven and earth. Even if he was not a Great Emperor, he was probably a Quasi-emperor. Otherwise, even a Great Sage might not have such terrifying life essence.
Jiang Taixu's eyes were filled with awe. He then cupped his hands and said, "Senior, I have nothing to repay you for saving my life. I have one of the Nine Esoteric Words, the Battle Esoteric Word. I hope you can give me some pointers."
As soon as he spoke, Jiang Tai Xu struck a strange pose. Then, an indescribably mysterious aura spread out.
Jiang Taixu made tens of thousands of postures, and then a chant was transmitted into Cheng Hao's ears.
In Cheng Hao's eyes, Jiang Taixu's body was surrounded by layers of halos, and the aura of the laws gathered around him. Then, the power of the laws produced various changes in his various movements. Each change was like a kind of magic.
At this moment, Jiang Taixu's entire body was filled with a terrifying fighting spirit. He was like a god of war who had descended, as if he wanted to pierce through the sky.
This was a kind of supreme secret technique. With just a glance, Cheng Hao had a very high opinion of the Battle Esoteric Word.
This kind of secret technique was extremely complicated. There were various kinds of attack techniques, and it could mobilize every inch of the body, every drop of blood, and even every cell to perform the most powerful attack.
Finally, Jiang Taixu's movements slowed down. It was like the Great Dao had merged into one, and thousands of attack techniques were finally gathered in one move.
"The changes in moves are all means, and the final unification is the foundation. The Battle Esoteric Word is not a simple killing technique, but a profound fusion of the Great Dao. It can fuse all kinds of moves and changes into one, and thus explode with terrifying combat strength."
Cheng Hao comprehended something. The Battle Esoteric Word was rather similar to his Way of Yin and Yang. They both walked the path of fusion.
However, the Way of Yin and Yang focused on fusing the laws, and in the end, it would condense a way that belonged to oneself. On the other hand, the Battle Esoteric Word focused on fusing moves and abilities, allowing one to casually unleash supreme abilities. It did not increase one's cultivation, but it could unleash one's battle prowess to the greatest extent. It was a first-rate Profound Fighting Technique.
After grasping the essence of the Battle Esoteric Word, Cheng Hao immediately entered a wondrous state. Golden light flickered on his body, and several hundred drops of golden blood fell to the ground. Afterwards, his flesh grew, and he took on the appearance of Cheng Hao. He began to use various martial moves in the Purple Mountain.
The Ox Demon's Fist of Great Strength, the Tiger Demon's Fist of Bone Forging, the Dragon-Elephant Seal … and even the Buddha's Palm were all used by these 'Cheng Hao'. The terrifying moves caused the space to constantly tremble.
In the end, the several hundred 'Cheng Hao' merged into one, returning to his original body.
Cheng Hao was currently in a state of comprehension. As the blood returned, a move of an ability appeared in his head. It was an ability that was created from the final fusion of countless moves.
"Shatter … Vacuum!"
Cheng Hao subconsciously called out. As his voice rang out, the surrounding space immediately began to hum. An indescribably terrifying presence radiated from within, and countless spatial cracks spread out in all directions with Cheng Hao at the center.
Hiss!
Hiss! Wherever the spatial cracks passed by, the stone walls of the Purple Mountain were directly cut open. A few primordial creatures that had sealed themselves in the depths of the stone walls were ripped to pieces before they could even break free. Not a single drop of flesh was left behind.
The spatial cracks seemed to have a mind of their own. They all circled around Jiang Taixu, circling around him.
Jiang Taixu was extremely shocked. He did not dare to move at all.
Actually, he was not too afraid of spatial rifts. After reaching the Saint Realm, he naturally had a way to save his life from spatial rifts. However, this was not an ordinary spatial rift. Within it, he felt an indescribable crushing aura.
It could shatter space, shatter the Qi of Heaven and Earth, shatter flesh and soul. It could even shatter the cycle of life and death! It was a terrifying concept that originated from will but surpassed will. It seemed to not only be able to shatter reality, but also falsehood. Everywhere it passed, everything was shattered!
Crack! Crack!
The sound of shattering rang out.
This time, it came from Cheng Hao's body. It seemed that his body was undergoing an extremely important transformation. It was shattering everything, overturning everything, and starting all over again.
Time passed bit by bit. The sound of shattering rang out continuously. After an unknown period of time, the terrifying spatial storm that seemed to tear the entire Purple Mountain apart finally subsided.
Phew!
Cheng Hao breathed a sigh of relief, and a warm smile appeared on his face. He was handsome and heroic. Even in the dark interior of the Purple Mountain, Jiang Taixu felt as if he was facing the sun. It was a feeling that came from the depths of his soul. In his eyes, the person in front of him was the light, the heaven and earth, the supreme god that ruled all living beings.
Taking a deep breath, Cheng Hao's heart was filled with calmness. Looking at the messy Purple Mountain, he could not help but sigh softly.
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