"Ahhh!"
Dispersing one's cultivation was a very painful thing. The power that one had accumulated for many years had been completely destroyed in an instant. This was not as simple as simply consuming it. It would cause great damage to one's body.
Yang Wu's body was constantly exploding. His dantian, organs, and meridians were all in turmoil … The power in his body was like a deflated balloon, quickly disappearing without a trace. His body was oozing with blood, and his seven orifices were also bleeding. It was extremely terrifying to look at.
The Tower Spirit watched this scene from afar. He clicked his tongue and said, "Is this brat committing suicide?"
The pagoda spirit didn't do anything to stop Yang Wu. He could only watch from the sidelines. Even if Yang Wu made it to the twelfth level, the most he could do was provide some answers regarding cultivation. He couldn't stop Yang Wu from making his decision.
After Yang Wu had dispelled all of his power, his body collapsed to the ground like mud. He looked very miserable.
Yang Wu tried his best to stay awake. He had to remember the pain today and strive to not let something like this happen again in the future.
Yang Wu had lost all of his power, and his body's recovery had slowed down. It was impossible for him to recover in a short period of time. He could only close his eyes and think about the cultivation method of the foundation. When his injuries were healed, he would redevelop his martial body.
"This is too crazy!" Yang Wu felt that what he had done was inconceivable. Just now, he seemed to have been possessed and dispersed his power. Now that he thought about it, he felt that his brain might have gone haywire.
Three days later, his injuries finally recovered and he was able to sit up. He didn't continue to waste time as he murmured, "The Martial Soldier Realm is mainly about opening up the meridians. Even though my strength has dispersed and my meridians and acupoints are closed, it shouldn't be difficult to open up the meridians again. The difficult part is how to open them up to a perfect state."
Yang Wu took out the bronze cauldron and took out some herbs. He summoned the heart fire that had not disappeared and began to boil the medicinal liquid.
Without the support of his strength, he could only use his will to urge Lan Jiaoji to refine the medicine for him.
His mental power was also greatly reduced, and many herbs were wasted during the refinement process.
After another three days, his injuries had mostly recovered, and the medicinal liquid in the cauldron was also ready.
Marrow Cleansing Liquid!
This medicinal liquid was not simple. In addition to the top quality Earth Spirit Spring, there were other Spirit Springs and other Spirit Grasses that could help restore and expand his meridians. For him, this was the best medicinal liquid.
Yang Wu climbed into the medicinal cauldron with difficulty and began to soak his body in the medicinal liquid.
The medicinal liquid contained a strong stimulating sensation. After it slowly seeped into his body, a numbing sensation spread throughout his body. Those shrunken meridians were stimulated to recover, and the closed pathways were slowly opened up. Those acupoints also received considerable benefits.
Yang Wu silently operated the Regal Nine Profound Tactics. It had swallowed three types of Profound Essence Qi. One was the Prenatal Profound Essence Qi, which was extremely beneficial to the body. Another was the Frost Spring Profound Essence Qi, which could erupt with extreme cold Ice Qi. The last was the Blood Fiend Profound Essence Qi, which could increase the power of blood Qi and unleash the power of Blood Fiend.
After these three types of Profound Essence Qi were absorbed by the Supreme Nine Profound Arts, they could quickly manifest their uniqueness.
This time, Yang Wu could finally study their profoundness and use them to their limits.
The Prenatal Profound Essence Qi was formed by gathering the fetal Qi of many infants. This fetal Qi came from the mother Qi. Even if it was very thin, it could help Yang Wu's body recover to the constitution of an infant. The constitution of an infant was the body of a newborn, and it had unlimited plasticity.
Ever since Yang Wu obtained the "Regal Nine Profound Tactics", he had been using it to cultivate. He had not properly studied its uniqueness. This time, he wanted to find out where the Profound Essence Qi that it had swallowed had gone.
After several days of exploration, he finally gradually understood that when the three types of Profound Essence Qi increased the grade of the Regal Nine Profound Arts, these Profound Essence Qi had already seeped into every part of his body. Only when the Regal Nine Profound Arts were operating would they appear. However, if they were not activated, they would hide in the depths of his body, making it difficult to detect their existence.
Yang Wu finally understood that when he was fighting, the Profound Essence Qi was not integrated into his Profound Qi. He had to use it when he needed to integrate it into his Profound Qi, and burst out with a unique power.
After Yang Wu understood, he knew what to do next.
He first used the pure Profound Qi of Heaven and Earth from the twelfth floor to fill his meridians with power, and then channeled it into his Dantian. He would first become a Martial Soldier, and then he would think about it.
Yang Wu's cultivation was scattered, and even his Twelve Principal Meridians were damaged. Fortunately, he had soaked in the Marrow Cleansing Liquid. After recovering, he could operate a small cycle, and there was no problem for the Regal Nine Profound Arts to operate normally.
Bang! Bang!
After the pure power poured into his meridians, they continuously opened up.
Yang Wu was not in a hurry to open up all his meridians in one breath. Instead, he opened them up step by step, striving to open up each meridian to its limit.
His Marrow Cleansing Liquid contained the medicinal properties of molding meridians. It could help the meridians become tougher and open up to a greater extent. If the original meridians could only be considered as small streams, then after the stimulation of the Marrow Cleansing Liquid, they could become rivers.
When he was in the Mountain Prison, Little Hei had tempered Yang Wu's body. At that time, Yang Wu thought that his meridians had opened up to their limits, but now he found that there was still a lot of room for expansion.
Perhaps it had a lot to do with his current physique. His power had completely dissipated, but his powerful Little Saint Body was still there. Even if it had suffered some damage, it still had incredible power. With such a good foundation, he could reap unexpected benefits when he cultivated again.
A month had passed, and Yang Wu had soaked in the medicinal liquid seven times. The limit of a primary martial weapon had been pushed to the limit by him. His twelve meridians were like a river, with surging Xuan Qi flowing through them. With his strength, even a top-notch martial weapon would not be his opponent. Only warriors were his goal.
Yang Wu felt very satisfied, and then he began to break through to the Intermediate Martial Soldier. Everything went smoothly.
He once again concocted another Marrow Cleansing Liquid to temper the muscles of this First Realm.
He had once reached the Top Heavenly Fish Realm, and experienced the glory of a High Realm. The more it was like this, the more he understood the importance of a foundation. Whether or not he could fight against those of a higher realm depended on whether or not his foundation was strong enough.
Just in the Martial Soldier Realm, Yang Wu had spent close to a year polishing it. Every Small Realm had surpassed the Martial Soldier Realm that he had walked before.
When he reached the Consummate Martial Soldier Realm, he felt that he had the power to kill an ordinary General Realm cultivator.
This made even him speechless.
In order to verify this point, he made a request to the Pagoda Spirit. He wanted to use battle to nurture battle, and let the other party summon the most powerful monster of the War Race to fight against him at the same realm.
"I can't find a monster that is too far away for you. I can find one within a hundred thousand years." The Pagoda Spirit responded, and then condensed a human figure to appear.
This was the Yang Family's ancestor, the "Martial God" that Yang Wu had seen on the tenth floor.
The young Martial God had the power of a Martial Soldier. His aura was very powerful, as if he was born with endless power.
"Fight!" Yang Wu looked at the young Martial God and shouted. He rushed towards the other party and attacked.
The young Martial God was born extraordinary. Like a Black Tortoise, he charged forward with domineering power to meet Yang Wu.
The young Martial God was very strong. He was only in the Martial Soldier Realm, but he could unleash the power of a General Realm cultivator. He was not inferior to the current Yang Wu at all.
When Yang Wu collided with the other party, he was not able to force the other party back.
"Impossible, I've already trained to the limit time and time again, but I still don't have the upper hand. As expected of the 'Martial God'!" Yang Wu exclaimed in his heart.
Bang bang!
The two of them punched each other, and each punch carried the power of a hundred stones. It was quite terrifying.
The young Martial God was born with a divine body. He activated a powerful abnormal light, wanting to suppress Yang Wu.
He had never been defeated in a one-on-one battle since he was young. His will to fight was unparalleled.
Yang Wu was forced back by the other party. He found it hard to believe that this was reality. It proved that the Martial Soldier Realm he had opened up was not perfect enough. There was still room for improvement.
Yang Wu endured to the end. He continued to charge at the young Martial God. The pure power of the Martial Soldier Realm gave off a strong fiery aura. Even a General Realm cultivator would have to retreat.
In the end, Yang Wu fought to a draw with the young Martial God. His body was beaten black and blue. His flesh was torn and his bones were protruding. It was a miserable appearance.
All of this was caused by him suppressing the power of the Minor Saint War Body. If he had used the Minor Saint War Body to fight, it would have been meaningless.
After this battle, Yang Wu found his shortcomings. He thought he had polished himself to perfection, but in fact, there were still some flaws. The reason for these flaws was that he was not born with a special war body.
Therefore, he continued to use the Prenatal Mysterious Essence Qi to clean up his body again and again. He did not miss a single corner. After another three months, he achieved the "Prenatal Martial Body".
This kind of Martial Body was rare in the world. A newborn baby would absorb their own Qi into their body and form their own "Prenatal Qi". This kind of Qi could converge with Xuan Qi to form the "Prenatal Mysterious Essence Qi".
Yang Wu had entered the stage where he could create 'Precelestial Mystic Energy'. All the Xuan Qi he absorbed had been transformed into 'Precelestial Mystic Energy', which was reshaping his body and foundation. His battle prowess had increased by more than ten times compared to when he was at the same level.
All of a sudden, Yang Wu felt an invincible aura of supremacy that could devour mountains and rivers!
Yang Wu once again asked the Pagoda Spirit to fight the young Martial God.
This time, Yang Wu fought fiercely against the young war god. He had the advantage from the very beginning, and in the end, he defeated the young war god within ten moves, achieving an overwhelming victory.
The Pagoda Spirit saw this scene and could not help but exclaim, "A new Martial God has appeared!"
Yang Wu still did not attack the warrior realm. He calmed down and practiced the "Soldier Fist".
The Soldier Fist was a basic fist technique. Every movement was extremely simple, but every punch was enough to kill. It was the foundation of all fist techniques.
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