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墨書 Inktalez
The sharp Sword Radiance burst through the air, howling as it came.
Bang!
The Nine Great Stars hovering before Qin Tian collided with the piercing Sword Radiance.
In the imagined scene of mutual destruction, nothing of the sort occurred.
The great star trembled and then shattered explosively.
As the star fragmented, a towering Phantom Dragon descended, its two massive hands glowing with golden light, looming before Qin Tian.
Boom.
Another deafening sound echoed, as if the very air had been torn apart.
A drop of blood trickled from the corner of Qin Tian's mouth.
With Double Pupil manifesting, he clenched one hand tightly.
His sharp fingertips dug into his palm.
Blood flowed down, yet he remained unaware.
Immediately after, a powerful force surged within him.
Golden Battle Bones.
Golden Veins.
Full Release!
Even so, the sharp Sword Radiance still sent Qin Tian's body flying back over ten feet.
Before he could land, the Soul Binding Demon Array was already activated.
A powerful force restrained this sword energy.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
The fierce sword energy emanating from the statue was held back for a full three breaths, unable to advance any further.
How could Qin Tian possibly let such a rare opportunity slip away?
Behind him, the Nine-Headed Demon opened its crimson eyes.
An overwhelming Killing Intent surged forth, accompanied by a tidal wave of battle spirit, charging toward the sword energy.
Boom!
A tremendous sound echoed.
Even the dark altar trembled violently in an instant.
Crash.
Chunks of stone shattered.
The fierce blood energy transformed into nine streams of sword energy, slicing toward the distant Ninth Sculpture.
Qin Tian was not someone who would passively accept his fate; he was determined to break through the challenges ahead. Naturally, he would not simply abide by the rules set before him like everyone else.
Receiving three hits without dying?
I'm sorry, but that's not what I want.
What I want is this:
Can you withstand three of my strikes?
The Nine-Headed Demon transformed in an instant into nine torrents of overwhelming blood energy, merging with the sharp sword aura and crashing violently against the Ninth Sculpture.
A series of crisp explosions echoed through the air.
The Ninth Sculpture, amidst the intense collisions, surprisingly sustained minimal damage.
"Haha, your defense is quite impressive. But I wonder if you can remain as steadfast as you are now in the face of what’s to come."
Qin Tian would not hold back. As his foot struck the ground, he appeared right in front of the Ninth Sculpture.
Golden Battle Fist!
If he was going to fight, he would unleash all of Qin Tian's Combat Power.
Ninety-seven Golden Battle Bones.
Every inch of him, all his Golden Veins, erupted in a surge of overwhelming blood energy.
Then, with a golden glow radiating from his battle fist, he struck fiercely at the Ninth Sculpture.
Boom.
This time, facing such a powerful blow from Qin Tian...
Even the Ninth Sculpture was struggling.
Boom, boom, boom.
After being forced back a dozen steps, a third of its body had already shattered. Seeing that it had clearly lost a third of its mass, Qin Tian did not relent.
One hand instantly grasped its form.
Then, with the other fist, he unleashed a flurry of strikes upon the sculpture's figure like raindrops.
One punch.
Two punches.
Three punches.
Having defeated the Eight Statues, Qin Tian had not made much progress in his cultivation.
However, his combat power had seen an extraordinary increase.
After delivering over thirty punches, Qin Tian finally pushed off the ground with his toes and leaped back several feet.
Breathing heavily.
"Second move."
To his surprise, the sculpture, now infused with a hint of intelligence, suddenly swung a sword to unleash a stunning second move.
"Not good."
Qin Tian silently cursed. Although he had already put in considerable effort before, facing this sculpture that possessed the Initial Stage of the Ninth Layer of the Meridian Realm and was nearly equal to his own cultivation level was daunting.
His various methods were unexpectedly restricted.
Double Pupil reappeared.
This time, Qin Tian sought not just to defeat this sculpture.
What he desired was to gain an enhancement from this battle.
Nine-Man Battle.
It was about to begin.
The time left for Qin Tian was running short.
The Purple Lightning Sword materialized in his hand.
Purple lightning flickered and intertwined around him.
Standing at one corner of the altar, he resembled a killing god that had escaped from hell.
Chaos of the World.
Golden Battle Blood surged ominously.
Swish!
The second sword strike from the sculpture slashed out, causing even Qin Tian, who stood several feet away, to feel a tremor throughout his body.
It was a shiver from deep within his soul.
“Starlight Sword Technique.”
Once again, it was that same move.
The first attempt was instantly obliterated by the attack unleashed from the sculpture.
Yet, he resolutely made a second attempt.
During the previous battle, he activated the Double Pupil, further refining his swordsmanship.
It must be said that life-and-death duels are indeed the quickest way to enhance one's abilities.
However, with gains come losses.
In a life-and-death duel, a moment's carelessness could lead to downfall.
For cultivators, regardless of how long their lifespan may be, once they fall,
dust returns to dust.
Boom.
The Nine Great Stars this time did not collapse as easily as before.
However, even after a stalemate lasting several breaths,
it was still obliterated.
The sharp sword energy once again slashed toward Qin Tian.
"I am making progress, yet his attacking power continues to rise. This isn't even his full strength."
Qin Tian felt quite helpless; he had improved once more.
But facing this seemingly limitless sculpture,
it was truly a headache.
“Golden Battle Fist!”
It must be said that although Qin Tian had already learned all the techniques on the second floor of the Meridian Pavilion, he still had a limited number of skills to showcase at this point.
The Golden Battle Fist was the only one he could rely on.
“There are too few techniques,” Qin Tian sighed.
His trump cards were too few; once he entered the Nine-Man Battle, victory would be nearly impossible.
It was important to note that each of the other eight participants in the Nine-Man Battle was a true Heavenly Pride.
The number of their trump cards was beyond calculation.
With his current foundation, there was no chance of winning against them.
In the Channeling Realm and Nine Heavens, the gap in their cultivation levels was almost negligible.
The real difference lay in their hidden strengths.
Qin Tian's hidden strengths were simply too few.
There was no way around it.
First, his master at the Xuan Yang Sword Sect, Wu Qingyuan, had never provided him with the support he deserved.
In simple terms, Qin Tian and Gong Xueyi were both prodigies of Sky Peak.
The resources that Gong Xueyi obtained were completely out of reach for Qin Tian.
Even the resources received by Pei Haidong from Ren Peak far surpassed those of Qin Tian.
"Defeated!"
The sculpture seemed to possess its own intelligence as it spoke those words.
Immediately, the world around them lost all light.
On the pitch-black altar, a fierce Killing Intent and overwhelming battle spirit surged forth.
Incredible sword energy suddenly filled Qin Tian's vision.
Adamantine Body Technique.
At this stage, Qin Tian naturally had to unleash this move.
The towering Phantom Dragon did not extend its hands this time.
Instead, it appeared directly in front of Qin Tian.
With a crackling sound, a violent explosion resonated from the imposing Phantom Dragon.
Boom!
The Phantom Dragon dissipated.
Almost simultaneously, the breathtaking sword aura also completely vanished.
The second move.
Still not dead.
Qin Tian let out a long breath; he had to admit that this move truly left him at his wit's end.
How would he respond to the third move?
Qin Tian raised his head, a fierce glint flashing in his cold eyes.
Since he had no more trump cards,
he absolutely could not sit back and wait for death.
Fight!
Qin Tian cast aside all reservations, stepping forward like a cannonball, instantly appearing before the statue.
Before the statue could make a move, he threw a punch.
At the moment he unleashed this punch,
a massive dragon, several meters long, suddenly awakened.
It coiled around him continuously, and finally, it opened its enormous mouth and erupted from Qin Tian's fist.
It unleashed the most formidable power in the world at that moment.
Dragon Fist!
If it were an ordinary Dragon Fist, there would be almost no chance of victory in this surprise attack.
However, this is far from an ordinary Dragon Fist.
This is Qin Tian, who, after stepping into Nine Heavens in his Cultivation, gained insights during the process of defeating the Eight Statues.
He has reached a level where he can kill anyone who stands in his way, whether human or divine.
Boom!
A violent explosion erupted from the chest of the statue.
Then, a powerful surge of spiritual energy erupted explosively.
An uncontrollable Killing Intent burst forth from within Qin Tian.
Bang!
This force did not explode outward; instead, it directly devoured the statue's spiritual energy into Qin Tian's body.
With this punch, through Qin Tian's continuous exploration, he unexpectedly advanced further after reaching perfection, stepping into another realm altogether.
Ascension!
Devouring!
The Dragon Fist, which once unleashed power, has now transformed into this moment of devouring.
This is Qin Tian's greatest change regarding this technique.
It is also his further refinement after achieving this state of perfection.
Finally, he stepped into a higher realm.
"Human-Level Martial Art!"
Qin Tian looked at his fist with overwhelming joy.
He never expected that the Advanced Martial Art, Dragon Fist, would break through into the realm of Human-Level Martial Art through his continuous comprehension.
Isn't it said that many martial arts have fixed ranks?
Why is it that Dragon Fist can also ascend?
It's truly unbelievable!
Qin Tian was ecstatic, swinging his fist.
The second punch.
The third punch.
Again and again, he collided.
With each impact, the spiritual energy of the sculpture was devoured by his Dragon Fist.
At first, he only absorbed one-tenth.
Then, with each punch, he could even absorb one-fifth.
One-third.
One-half.
As the final punch was thrown, the sculpture before him completely vanished.
Completely absorbed into Qin Tian's body, it transformed into his spiritual power.
Immediately after, the ninety-eighth Meridian was forcefully opened.
Ninety-nine.
One hundred.
One hundred and one.
One hundred and two.
After thoroughly devouring the spiritual power of the Ninth Sculpture, Qin Tian's Meridians astonishingly opened five additional Meridians.
If this speed were to be known outside, not to mention the Xuan Yang Sword Sect, even in the Southern Land, only those true Heavenly Pride among the superpowers could achieve such a feat.
It could only be accomplished with the resources of a superpower tilted in their favor, right?
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