Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 588 - Fifteenth Layer of Complete Mastery

“After more than a decade spent as a spy in the Daoist temple... I have the chance to end all these young talents. All for the glorious holy cult!” Standing at the foot of the ghost mountain, Qingxu looked at the mountain shrouded by various kinds of evil qi.

With an eerie smile, he strode toward the top of the ghost mountain.

On the ghost mountain, gusts of gloomy wind blew. White bones were all over the place, together with the traces of various weapons’ attacks.

The traces were still radiating bursts of fierce and dangerous aura, which could even be a cause for alarm for four or five-revolution Golden Core realm experts.

The Hidden Dragon Island’s people had fought the invaders with all their strength, making the stars collapse and the continent sink. Countless lives were lost.

The white bones scattered all over the place underscored the tragic nature of the battle.

As Qingxu climbed higher, he passed many palaces and pavilions that had once been magnificent but were now reduced to ruins. Everything had turned to dust, unrecognizable from its former glory.

Eventually, Qingxu reached a large palace. Though now in ruins and seemingly on the brink of collapse, it was clear that this palace had once been the grand main palace of Hidden Dragon Island.

“Heh heh, excellent. The vengeful qi here is at its thickest. Just the perfect place to use the Departed Spirits Summoning Technique. Prepare to deal with a deadly shock, geniuses of Hong Domain. Hehehe...” Qingxu laughed sinisterly, then sat cross-legged on the ground. He radiated a strange qi fluctuation as he began chanting and forming profound, mysterious seals with his hands.

Following his actions, changes suddenly happened on the ghost mountain.

Woo, woo, woo. Woo, woo, woo...

The winds howled, and the clouds churned as if echoing the wails of the dead. The thick ghost qi that had enveloped the ghost mountain began surging violently as if the slumbering souls within were being awakened.

Kakaka, kakaka...

Chilling noises echoed through the air. The scattered white bones on the ground started to move, rolling about like gourds.

It seemed as though an unseen force was drawing them together, transforming them into bone-corpse demons.

Meanwhile, the perpetrator, Qingxu, kept his eyes tightly shut, chanting cryptic words as if unaware of the changes in his surroundings.

During this time, numerous figures were making their way toward the ghost mountain.

As for Chen Fan, he was preparing to go into seclusion to advance to the fifteenth layer of the Myriad Elephants Divine Art.

His strength had risen to a new level after he had advanced to the five-revolution Golden Core realm. He could even face nine-revolution Golden Core realm experts now.

He had abandoned any unrealistic hope of reaching the Divine Nascent realm before the trial ended—it was simply beyond reach.

Chen Fan instead focused on refining the true dragon's blood. He had slain numerous demonic beasts with traces of the true dragon’s bloodline, refining over a hundred drops of this precious substance. However, this true dragon’s blood was vastly inferior to the divine blood of an actual true dragon.

A true dragon was akin to a god, and a single drop of its divine blood held incomprehensible power, capable of reshaping epochs with its strength.

If Chen Fan could obtain a drop of a real true dragon’s blood, let alone advancing to the fifteenth layer, he could even transform into a true dragon.

Back on the Dragon Mountain Blessed Land, that pool contained the blood of a Rain Dragon, not a True Dragon. That Rain Dragon hadn’t even matured, too young to go through its divine tribulation. Yet, its blood carried a hint of divinity.

This drop of Rain Dragon’s blood, despite not reaching divine blood levels, had collapsed space-time and ended up in the Dragon Mountain Blessed Land. Over countless years, most of its energy had dissipated, but it still provided significant benefits to Chen Fan and Qin Yao.

The True Dragon’s blood Chen Fan had refined thus far was only equivalent to traces of a true dragon’s divine blood.

The demonic beasts he defeated only carried faint traces of the true dragon’s bloodline—they were not actual descendants of true dragons.

If they had possessed a more concentrated bloodline, their strength would be comparable to the Divine Nascent or even the Heavenly Star realm.

The hundreds of drops of true dragon’s blood were only about the size of Chen Fan’s fist when gathered.

“Hopefully, this will help me make that final leap!” Chen Fan’s eyes flashed with determination.

His Myriad Elephants Divine Art was at the peak of the fourteenth layer. He only had to take this final half step to advance to the fifteenth layer, reaching the realm of complete mastery.

At that point, his physical strength would be immense. He would be able to use the Strength of Myriad Elephants at will and could face a Divine Nascent realm powerhouse relying solely on his physique.

He felt something inside him throbbing, so he quickly channeled the Myriad Elephants Divine Art, absorbing the energy contained within the mass of true dragon’s blood.

As soon as the energy entered him, it immediately spread throughout his limbs, skeleton, blood, flesh, and sinews. His cells responded with a joyful vigor, as if they had just received a long-awaited feast.

Simultaneously, Chen Fan’s physique grew even stronger. The Myriad Elephants Divine Art gradually advanced toward the fifteenth layer of complete mastery.

Time slowly passed just like this for five days.

Chen Fan was fully immersed in cultivation, refining the energy contained in that mass of true dragon’s blood. His flesh continuously grew stronger. Bursts of oppressive aura blossomed continuously.

Invisible qi waves fluctuated with Chen Fan at the center like flowing water.

Despite the true dragon’s blood being merely a trace of divine blood, its power was still formidable enough to push his Myriad Elephants Divine Art to the fifteenth layer.

It seemed like countless ancient dragon-elephants were hissing in Chen Fan’s flesh and blood cells, swinging their trunks and picking the stars in the sky.

The Myriad Elephants Divine Art gave birth to the power of ancient giant elephants, while Chen Fan’s physique was supported by the powerful true dragon’s bloodline. The combination of the two gave birth to the power of ancient dragon-elephants.

Ancient dragon-elephants awakened in Chen Fan’s flesh and blood cells and all of his acupuncture points, unleashing terrifying strength. It propelled Chen Fan’s physique to a whole new level.

Crack!

The sound of something breaking free, like a cocoon splitting open or an embryo awakening, echoed within Chen Fan. A powerful aura surged from his skull and shot straight into the sky.

Immediately, the berserk air current formed gusts of whirlwind, swirling around behind him.

A faint image of an ancient dragon-elephant, as massive as a mountain, began to take shape. It carried a wild and berserk aura, trampling everything as it stepped out from the void with a rumble.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

Qi burst from every pore in Chen Fan’s body, like the blaring of ship horns or the buzzing of countless bees.

Suddenly, Chen Fan opened his eyes and stood up.

All of his muscles jumped, rippling with power as they expanded and contracted.

The ancient dragon-elephant was resurrected. A suffocating sense of oppression instantly filled heaven and earth, and the air stopped moving.