Chapter 967: Chapter 647: Blood Lotus! Mastery! Self-Created Horizontal Divine Skill! (6k)_3

But often if one wishes to create a skill, directly targeting the path of divine techniques, only a Celestial King of Six Limits can achieve it.

Meng Chuan entered the divine technique in horizontal training, which Dong Yue reluctantly accepted.

Creating a skill on one’s own, isn’t it a bit too extraordinary...

This kid...

It’s bizarre, so bizarre!

Could it be that the "Innate Horizontal Training Sacred Body" is truly this formidable?

Dong Yue was puzzled, watching intently, he found the vision before him becoming somewhat blurred, not even the Martial Arts True Gang could see through the inside of the bud.

It’s not just him; several Grandmasters were equally looking at each other, realizing that the Martial Arts True Gang that should have blinded others was now covered with a thick layer of mist, leaving nothing visible.

In a moment of thought, Dong Yue’s expression grew more and more appalled, swallowing heavily.

Only by stepping into "Dao" can the True Gang fail to peel away the void to glimpse the truth!

And it’s well known that only within the divine techniques does the "path" breed.

In other words, what Meng Chuan is doing now must be related to divine techniques!

He is indeed creating a divine technique!

...

The flying red threads grew increasingly fierce, thoroughly wrapping around Meng Chuan’s body, simultaneously blocking the external view.

The outside world was silent, unaware of the immense pressure Meng Chuan was bearing.

He realized he might have overreached a bit...

This time, the integration of horizontal training was far more strenuous than back at the Great Brahman Heaven’s Divine Temple.

Meng Chuan, deep in contemplation, mostly understood that it’s related to the "control of the flesh" he had been pursuing.

Meng Chuan’s expression remained calm facing everything, muttering to himself:

"Control of blood, flesh, and bones has now melded together, unified as one; is the quantitative change going to bring a qualitative transformation..."

He had no mind to ponder further, for a massive crisis arose during the integration process!

Inside Meng Chuan, endless blood scourge continuously polluted the body and soul, with the "sizzling" corrosive sound of aqua regia endlessly ringing, which was terrifying.

With his thoughts, he fully operated the [Foundation Establishment Technique] taught by Taoist Qi to enhance the Spiritual Profound Light.

In the ocean of consciousness, the Spiritual Profound Light brilliantly rose, transforming into a gleaming flood that continuously poured into the deep red, counteracting the pollution of the blood scourge.

These two forces converged, not by brute force clashing.

The Spiritual Profound Light embodies the nature of cleansing and rooting purity, supported by the Secret Technique, obliterating the ferocious and filthy intentions within the blood scourge layer by layer.

As boiling broth splashed over snow, a tendency of dispersal appeared amid sizzling sounds.

The flood continually merged with the deep red blood, making its viscous boiling state gradually peaceful, and the violently throbbing blood vessels slowly calmed down.

In this ebb and flow, the blood scourge receded.

The golden gleam emerging from the deep red blood grew increasingly pure and bright, as if discarding the dross to preserve the essence, the quintessence of life blossomed and elevated.

Meng Chuan’s Heart Spirit sank, guiding this fused "blood gold" to circulate throughout the body.

Purifying residual turbid Qi, stabilizing the newly born physical foundation.

The entire process was akin to Grandmaster Yang refining iron into shape, ultimately achieving consummate perfection.

Yet the menace of the blood scourge did not end here, the body’s impurities were neutralized, and the soul began to show flaws.

The blood scourge stealthily followed the circulation of Qi Blood, quietly drowning the symbol god, infiltrating the consciousness sea.

Like ink drops in water, strands of dark red patterns spread out, resembling tentacles of a squid constantly expanding its dominion.

In a moment, Meng Chuan suddenly felt his Heart Spirit wavering, with distractions burgeoning.

Numerous violent and greedy thoughts sprouted like wild grass, almost shaking the foundation of his mind.

His thoughts flickered swiftly; he immediately gathered his Heart Spirit.

The posture of sitting fell unchanged, but the trajectory of Qi Blood inside suddenly transformed into the posture of [Dragon Sitting Meditation].

During integration, there will inevitably be anomalies.

Meng Chuan had long anticipated this, reserving guards in his mind; hence he deliberately integrated the Secret Technique of Dragon Sitting Meditation to guard against distractions.

Using "God" as the "Dragon," it entrenched the Spirit Platform.

In an instant, the turbulent Qi Blood was combed by an unseen force, the crazed surging trend gradually congealed, transforming into an orderly Circulation.

The emergence of the blood scourge stemmed from the "restlessness" of uncontrolled blood.

At this moment, the heart, like a dragon entrenched stably, restores the Qi Blood to its position.

Like rivers entering channels, the waves subside on their own.

The Inner Realm.

The source of the mountain stream gradually calmed down, no longer embodying dark red malice.

The torrent of blood scourge seemed still overwhelming.

In truth, it resembled water without roots, its momentum gradually withered.

Meng Chuan introspected at the liver wood, could see the dark red patterns over the soul no longer spreading, being nourished by subsequent pure Qi Blood, beginning to fade away.

The source of pollution was already choked.

Sigh—

Meng Chuan exhaled deeply, centering his mind, the blood scourge eradicated started to build houses and construct towers.

Blood Exchange and Body Refining, Cyan Netherworld Dragon Lock, Qi Nourishing Armor, three major physical horizontal training techniques slowly converged, fused, and harmonized.

From an invisible microscopic perspective, it was like the radiant powers shining in their own way, dispersing into extremely minute and fine particles, entwined together like golden mercury, like jade fluid.

Then, under Meng Chuan’s control, rhythmically and harmoniously assuming their positions, filling the limbs and bones, constructing a new and remarkably powerful newfound physique.

Thump thump...

Thump thump thump!

The chest drummed heavily, the tricolored blood lotus imprint on the chest grew increasingly radiant.

Until a certain moment, the blood-colored radiance burst forth!

"Hmm?!"

Meng Chuan grunted coldly, suddenly feeling something amiss!

Light and shadow intersected in a trance, the situation took a sharp downturn!

Silhouettes stretched into countless bizarre forms in the mist, as if a hundred-changing feral beast hidden behind a pitch-black curtain unleashed suppressed rage, uncontrollably roaring skyward!

"Ah ah ah!!!"

Pain!

It hurts everywhere, too painful!

Meng Chuan’s face twisted like a demon, collapsing on the ground unable to move, then at the next moment fiercely rose again.

He constantly tried to drive his body with willpower, muscles swelling and jumping like boiling water, but in the next instant of power burst, completely collapsed as if the tendons and bones had been extracted, plummeting heavily from above.