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Adamantine Body Technique is an Advanced Martial Art from the Channeling Realm of the Eight Heavens.
It consists of three levels.
The minimum cultivation Talent required for each level is exceptionally high.
However, Qin Tian is not like ordinary people. He has received the Martial God Inheritance, and within him, the Golden Battle Blood and Golden Battle Bones resonate powerfully.
This makes him perfectly suited to cultivate the Adamantine Body Technique.
The Adamantine Body Technique is completely different from the martial arts he practiced before.
It is the first defensive technique he has learned.
With a series of hand seals, he executed the technique.
The methods of the divine skill flowed continuously in his mind.
An hour later,
Qin Tian broke through to the first level of the Adamantine Body Technique.
At this level, the Adamantine Body Technique allows his flesh to withstand a full-force strike from the Threefold Realm of Meridian Opening.
"Not bad, it truly is as powerful as I imagined," Qin Tian said with great satisfaction.
Three hours later, he stared in disbelief at his own hands.
Ever since he successfully cultivated the first layer of the Adamantine Body Technique, he had made no further progress.
He understood the intricacies and techniques; even the original phrases were comprehended to the deepest level.
Yet, his cultivation remained stagnant.
"It seems that at this point, I must engage in actual combat!"
Qin Tian stood up, no longer hesitating. He pushed open the door and walked toward the distance.
With the Inner Sect Ranking Tournament approaching, and lacking defensive techniques, he naturally needed to seize every spare moment to cultivate.
"Is this really Qin Tian's private room?"
At the Training Ground, many people were still gathered around.
"Is Qin Tian really this crazy? The walls of this room are about to be shattered."
"You don't understand Qin Tian. Back when we were both in the Outer Sect, I knew that he would wake up early and work late for over three years, seizing every spare moment to train. He was simply... a madman."
Hiss—
Many people exchanged glances. Even among these Inner Sect Disciples, who had various resources granted by the Sect, few would work so hard without being forced.
In a day filled with tasks, how much energy would anyone have left to cultivate after finishing their work in the Outer Sect?
Qin Tian was indeed a madman!
...
Nine Dragons Hall!
This was Qin Tian's third visit, but this time he was not here for Merit Points.
"Is that Qin Tian?"
Ever since he defeated Luo Tianxuan, Qin Tian had become a sensation within the Inner Sect.
Many people recognized him at a glance.
"I heard he has already passed the Fourth Hall? And he did it all in one go."
"Yes, Four Lights in the Sky!"
As he approached the platform of Nine Dragons Hall, countless fiery gazes were fixed upon him.
Qin Tian said nothing and stepped up to the pinnacle of the platform.
"Sixth Hall!"
As soon as Qin Tian's voice fell, streams of light erupted around him.
Then, he soared into the air, shooting towards the sixth Palace that hovered above.
"What is... Sixth Hall?"
"Oh my god, when did he pass the Fifth Palace?"
Many people were left speechless, unsure of what to say in that moment.
They exchanged glances, bewildered.
Bang!
Inside the Sixth Hall, brilliant rays of light flickered, dazzling brilliance nearly engulfing the ridge at that moment.
The light was blinding!
On the platform, all the disciples squinted, unable to open their eyes.
Amidst this dazzling light, a series of explosive sounds echoed from within the Sixth Hall above.
A peak battle was taking place inside the hall.
The thunderous explosions lasted for a full incense stick's worth of time.
Bang!
A sharp sound abruptly ended all previous noise.
All gazes turned in unison towards the Sixth Hall.
They witnessed a bloodied figure shooting out from within the Sixth Hall.
Bang.
It crashed heavily onto the platform, shattered stones scattering everywhere.
Many people stepped back, fearing they might be caught in the chaos.
"He failed! The Sixth Hall is not that easy to conquer."
Someone sighed.
"That's quite normal. For someone at the Seventh Layer of Meridian Opening to reach the Sixth Hall is already impressive. It's difficult to defy the odds."
"Don't mention him; even our Sister Gong has one foot in that level, and she's still at the Seventh Hall, right?"
Many nodded in agreement; it was indeed the case.
Although the Nine Dragons Hall had nine Palaces, the conditions for challengers were limited to those strong enough in the Channeling Realm, leaving all Channeling Realm warriors feeling hopeless.
Some even doubted whether the Eighth Hall and Ninth Hall truly existed.
"Hahaha..."
Unexpectedly, while everyone lamented for Qin Tian and felt despair towards the Nine Dragons Hall, Qin Tian burst into laughter and stood up.
Despite his tattered clothes and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, he showed no signs of sorrow. Instead, there was an uncontrollable excitement in his eyes.
"This method is indeed correct."
Qin Tian was invigorated; his purpose this time was never about passing the trials.
In a battle that lasted for an hour, he had actually cultivated the Adamantine Body Technique to the second layer.
He was just one step away from perfection.
"Then, let's go again!"
Qin Tian's toes touched the ground, and his body soared into the air.
Amidst the flickering light, a pill was swallowed, and all his injuries were healed.
Boom!
As he re-entered the Sixth Hall, an earth-shattering explosion echoed, lasting for more than three hours.
By the end, many Inner Sect Disciples had gathered on the platform of Nine Dragons Hall.
In the Nine Dragons Hall trials, others typically either passed in an instant or failed just as quickly.
There had never been a battle that lasted this long.
Thus, this bizarre occurrence drew the attention of many.
Three hours later.
Boom!
A loud explosion resonated from the Sixth Hall.
Immediately, beams of ice-blue light suddenly erupted from within the Sixth Hall.
In an instant, the entire mountain range was bathed in blue.
"Did he pass? Wasn't he only at the Seventh Layer of Meridian Opening?"
"This... how is this possible?"
"Oh my God, he actually passed the Sixth Hall? This is monumental news!"
Though many were surprised, standing there motionless, more people rushed to spread the news, inviting others to witness the miracle.
...
Sky Peak.
A vague figure stood with hands clasped behind their back.
Gazing in the direction of Nine Dragons Hall.
"This guy really knows how to steal the spotlight. It's making me dislike him more and more!"
The figure gradually became clearer; it was Du Ziheng.
His fists clenched tightly, a faint sound echoing from them.
At the same time, a waft of fragrance drifted in with the wind.
"Junior Sister?"
Du Ziheng's fists instinctively relaxed.
"Do you really enjoy fighting?"
The fragrant breeze danced, and the sleeves of her robe fluttered.
Like a celestial being, Gong Xueyi stood behind him, holding a long sword.
"Junior Sister, what do you mean?"
Du Ziheng turned back in confusion, looking at Gong Xueyi.
Whoosh!
With a delicate lift of her wrist, the long sword was already poised just an inch from Du Ziheng's brow.
A life-and-death crisis!
Du Ziheng's hair stood on end, a strong sense of impending doom surging from his heart.
He had no doubt that Gong Xueyi could take his life with a single strike.
She was not of this world.
For her, killing was all too commonplace.
However, the distinction lay in whether she wanted to kill or not.
"You know!" Gong Xueyi spoke softly.
"I can stop bothering him, but you must not have any dealings with him. He is not worthy of you..."
Du Ziheng wanted to say more.
But unexpectedly, the sword in Gong Xueyi's hand pushed forward mercilessly by another half inch.
The intense threat of death loomed over Du Ziheng's brow.
"I... I won't say anything more."
With a sigh, Du Ziheng no longer dared to speak.
"My matters are none of your concern."
Gong Xueyi retracted her long sword and turned, disappearing into the Summit.
Watching Gong Xueyi's vanishing figure, Du Ziheng's fists clenched tightly for a moment before ultimately relaxing.
"The Inner Sect Ranking Tournament should not fall under this category, right? Hmph..."
A cold smirk appeared at the corner of Du Ziheng's mouth.
...
Although he passed through the Sixth Hall, there was no excitement in Qin Tian's eyes.
"How could this be? Am I hitting a bottleneck?"
Qin Tian was unwilling to accept this, his long black hair flowing wildly.
Taking a step forward, he surged toward the Seventh Hall.
Boom.
Inside the Seventh Hall, thunderous explosions echoed one after another.
Three hours later.
The doors of the Seventh Hall swung open, and a bloodied figure burst forth, crashing heavily onto the platform.
Like a meteorite.
A mouthful of blood spurted out as Qin Tian swallowed another pill. After a moment, his body recovered once more.
"This can't go on. I'm running out of pills. If there's no progress, there won't be any time left."
Unexpectedly, the Seventh Layer of Meridian Opening and the Adamantine Body Technique also failed to reach their final layer.
"Channeling Realm, Eight Heavens."
Blood dripped from the corner of Qin Tian's mouth as he yearned intensely for the Eight Heavens.
Once he stepped into the Eight Heavens, the Starlight Sword Technique could successfully become a Human-Level Martial Art.
The last layer of the Adamantine Body Technique could also be cultivated to its final stage.
The second layer of the Adamantine Body Technique could withstand a full-force strike from someone at the Sixth Layer of Meridian Realm.
Although it seemed quite useful, if he entered the Inner Sect Grand Tournament, his opponents would be experts at the Eight Heavens and Nine Heavens, standing at the pinnacle.
Currently, his Adamantine Body Technique was far from being able to contend with them.
There was no time to waste on the third layer.
After resting, Qin Tian once again entered the Seventh Hall to train.
Whoosh!
Bang!
Crack!
The continuous explosions echoed through the night sky, resounding endlessly.
Late at night.
Countless disciples poked their heads out from the Cave, gazing fearfully in the direction of the Nine Dragons Hall.
"Who is that? Can't they sleep? This is insane!"
"If I had that kind of determination, I would have long been a leader among my peers."
"Damn it, can’t they let people sleep? Are they looking for trouble?"
Voices echoed from various Caves.
Despite this, the sounds from the Nine Dragons Hall showed no signs of stopping.
As dawn broke, the explosive noises finally ceased.
This time, Qin Tian had fought for a full six hours in the Seventh Hall.
After pushing his potential to the limit, Qin Tian finally dragged his battered body out.
However, unfortunately, he was still quite far from reaching the Channeling Realm and the Eight Heavens.
Breaking through before the competition began was no longer possible.
Sky Peak.
Cave.
Qin Tian lay on his bed, hands behind his head, not wanting to think about anything, and quietly fell asleep.
It had been a long, long time since he had enjoyed such a comfortable rest.
At that moment, a flash of light appeared.
The War God emerged from beneath the bed.
Stretching lazily, he finally noticed Qin Tian's exhausted body.
"What... Goodness, has this kid been pushing himself to the limit? Just look at this battered state; I can hardly bear to look. Truly, he never makes things easy."
The War God shot a glance at Qin Tian and then pulled out a number of herbs from his pocket. Soon, a flame of soul fire flickered to life in his palm.
One by one, the herbs were tossed into the soul fire in his hand.
He was actually going to concoct medicine on the spot.
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