Little Sorcerer, Divine Doctor-Chapter 746 - 239: The Path of the King
This mysterious man, his strength unfathomable, Hei Linlin for a moment, couldn’t gauge his depth.
The man appeared to be around her age, perhaps even slightly younger, but the aura he exuded conceded nothing to anyone.
Hei Linlin sized up the newcomer with a gaze that measured up her opponent, not expecting that she would encounter such a rival upon first arriving on the Wuji Continent.
"Human Clan?"
"Eight Desolate Beast Clan."
Hei Linlin voiced her question, and the man firmly confirmed her identity.
"This is not where you should be," Hei Linlin, unsure of the man’s capabilities, did not rashly make a move to probe him.
"Nor is it a place where you ought to be," Ye Beiming tugged the corner of his mouth subtly, his gaze drifting towards the heavy Dutian Blood Seal.
Three days ago, having just completed his daily training, he found his instructor from the Ghost Prison.
"You say you wish to seek greater strength?" Ghost Prison felt both headaches and joy toward this treasured trainee of his.
"Disciple wishes to enhance his physical strength," Ye Beiming had come across a bottleneck after breaking through to Martial Emperor.
This was a first in his eighteen years of life.
From a young age, Ye Beiming knew his talent was extraordinary, whether in terms of Magic or the cultivation of fighting spirit.
Others needed double the time to achieve the same effects, but with the advancement of his cultivation, his training results multiplied from several to dozens of times over.
This became especially evident after his sight was restored.
Although his cultivation had broken through to Martial Emperor, in reality, his physical strength was still not on par with a regular Martial Emperor.
After all, Ye Beiming was only eighteen years old.
Martial Emperors of the continent, like Ghost Prison and Yun Bahe, have undergone extensive training over lengthy periods, their physical strength comparable to a Beast King.
But Ye Beiming was different, he could feel that his fighting spirit had already surpassed his physical body.
To better merge his physique and fighting spirit, he must find a way to significantly strengthen his body.
This was something he couldn’t achieve on his own; therefore, he joined the Continent Martial Artist Elite Camp and took Ghost Prison Elder as his master.
After hearing this, Ghost Prison Elder didn’t immediately provide an answer.
An eighteen-year-old Martial Emperor, such achievement, was unmatched across the entire continent.
But that was only true within Wuji Continent.
As the top figure in the Continent Martial Artist Elite Camp, Ghost Prison’s Insight and foresight were no less inferior to that of the Great Elder from the Mainland Magic Elite Camp.
After Elder Yu returned from Sky Wing City, the information he brought back alerted Ghost Prison Elder to a looming crisis about to erupt.
Ye Beiming undoubtedly stood as the leader of the Mainland Martial Artist Elite Camp, a fact Ghost Prison Elder had long realized.
He knew this trainee of his was no ordinary individual.
Behind his seemingly casual demeanor, he possessed his own terrifying force.
Thus, this time, Ghost Prison Elder did not dissuade Ye Beiming.
He revealed to Ye Beiming a method that could further advance his cultivation, "You must venture into the Dutian Beast Blood Realm to seek out Blood Crystals."
As he spoke, Ghost Prison Elder took off his upper garment.
As the foremost powerhouse of the Continent Martial Artist Elite Camp, Ghost Prison Elder was battle-hardened.
Although he was over seventy years old, his body was like a robust and powerful tree, not weakened by age. On the contrary, it radiated a more formidable life force.
His muscles, each bulging, with veins crisscrossing like rivers, densely woven beneath his skin.
"Channel your fighting spirit and hit me with your best punch," the Ghost Prison Elder ordered Ye Beiming.
Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Beiming threw a punch immediately.
As the punch was thrown, there was a crisp cracking sound; the air was shattered in an instant.
"Boom--"
As a Martial Emperor, Ye Beiming’s punch carried at least ten thousand pounds of force.
Even a boulder would be instantly turned to dust.
The complexion of the Ghost Prison Elder flushed red, his blood surging, but when the punch landed on him, it only left a reddened patch that faded shortly after. The Ghost Prison Elder then returned to his normal appearance, showing no signs of injury.
Ye Beiming’s brows furrowed slightly; his punch hadn’t harmed the Ghost Prison Elder in the slightest.
"You must be curious as to how my body can achieve such strength. That is because I have absorbed three Blood Crystals," the Ghost Prison Elder said with a solemn expression.
What he was about to reveal to Ye Beiming was a secret known only by a few of the top-ranked masters on the continent.
Only those few who stood at the pinnacle were privy to this secret.
The Ghost Prison Elder originally planned to share this with Ye Beiming after he inherited his mantle.
However, unexpectedly, this young man had already broken through to Martial Emperor, so he had to tell him earlier.
"You should know that within the Dutian Beast Blood Realm, there’s an area that only Advanced Tutors and elders can enter," the Ghost Prison Elder took out a map of the Dutian Beast Blood Realm.
The map was clearly divided into three areas, each marked with different colors.
Blue represented the outer perimeter of the Dutian Beast Blood Realm, orange represented the middle area of the Dutian Beast Blood Realm, and red represented the deepest part of the Dutian Beast Blood Realm.
"Coming from the Great Zhou Royal Family, I believe you are already aware of the existence of the secret passages within the Dutian Beast Blood Realm and the descendants of the Eight Desolate Beast Clan," the Ghost Prison Elder did not elaborate further.
The ancestors of Great Zhou must have also left some notes for their descendants.
Ye Beiming nodded; he had heard about the great war between the Eight Desolate Beast Clan and the Human Clan, and the possibility of descendants of the Beast Clan existing on another continent.
"But what you definitely do not know is that the burial sites of the Eight Beast Clans’ Patriarchs also contain a secret that can significantly enhance the strength of Martial Artists and Mages, which is the Blood Crystal," the Ghost Prison Elder pointed to the most red and marked as highly dangerous area in the middle of the Eight Desolate Beast Blood Realm.
The Eight Desolate Beast Clan had eight Patriarchs, each with formidable physical strength and astounding Magic Talent.
After they were slain, their blood flowed like rivers, and a portion of it was utilized by the Eight Great Masters to create the Dutian Blood Seals, which support the existence of the entire Dutian Beast Blood Realm.
But that was only a fraction; most of the blood of the Eight Beast Clans’ Patriarchs seeped into the underground of the Beast Blood Realm, forming a very special kind of Ore, the Beast Blood Crystal Stone.
There are two types of these Beast Blood Crystal Stones: Magic Blood Crystals and Combat Blood Crystals.
Magic Blood Crystals can greatly enhance the Magic Soul of Mages.
Combat Blood Crystals can temper a Martial Artist’s body; by fusing enough Blood Crystals, a Martial Artist can obtain a robust physique almost like that of the Eight Beast Clans’ Patriarchs.
The physique of the Eight Desolate Beast Clan Patriarchs?
That would be an incredibly powerful existence.
"However, every benefit has a cost. The Human Clan and the Beast Clan aren’t from the same lineage, and there is a limit to the fusion of Blood Crystals. Like your tutor, I have only fused with three Blood Crystals. If the fusion is improper, it could lead to a violent death from an explosion of fighting spirit," the Ghost Prison Elder explained.
"Thank you, tutor. Beiming has learned a lot," upon hearing this news, Ye Beiming left the Mainland Martial Artists Elite Camp that very night and headed for the Dutian Beast Blood Realm.
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