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Chapter 481: Martial Art Perfection
Chapter 481: Martial Art Perfection (Requesting Monthly Votes)
All they could say was that they’d had terrible luck encountering the Tianzai Flame Dragon—an apex predator among Ten-Star Disaster Beasts.
This incident had kept the entire leadership anxious for weeks.
Now, the appearance of the Sandy Emperor Lizard proved that Ten-Star Disaster Beasts weren’t as formidable as they’d feared. If this lizard represented the average strength of its kind, they could finally breathe easier.
But even a weaker Ten-Star Disaster Beast was still a Ten-Star—far beyond what ordinary martial artists could handle.
After the meeting, everyone left with heavy hearts. Soon, only six people remained in the conference room: the Mountain and River King, and five others.
Li Qifeng, headmaster of Sky Saber Pavilion, placed both hands on the table, his expression grave.
“I have a premonition—other Ten-Star Disaster Beasts will emerge soon.”
“The Nine Realms martial artists must grow stronger.”
“I consumed the Tianzai Flame Dragon’s flesh and clearly felt my body transform.”
“If the Red Emperor, the Hegemon, the Sword King, the Azure Immortal, or Elder Huo can breakthrough…”
“Then the Xia Kingdom won’t need to fear even a Ten-Star Disaster Beast invasion.”
The Mountain and River King shook his head. “I’m old now. It’s up to you young ones.”
Bei Jiang Sword King countered, “Elder Huo, you’re one of the top five strongest in Xia Kingdom. We still need you.”
The Xia Kingdom’s mightiest warrior was the Red Emperor—the world’s strongest martial artist—who founded the Crimson Vault Martial Arts Pavilion and the Azure Firmament Martial Academy.
Next was the Hegemon, the kingdom’s second-strongest, who established the Black Radiance Martial Arts Gym.
The Sword King and Azure Immortal were husband and wife, co-founders of the Abyssal Maw Martial Arts Gym.
These four were universally recognized as Xia’s strongest. The Mountain and River King ranked fifth—he hadn’t founded his own sect but joined the Crimson Vault.
The five of them were Xia’s pinnacle experts. Whenever a Ten-Star Disaster Beast appeared, one of them had to step forward. Without their involvement, defeating such beasts was impossible, and Nine Realms martial artists might perish.
Knowing this, the Mountain and River King briefly explained his plans before leaving the room to begin cultivation in his private training hall.
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At 10 p.m., in Villa 66 of the Yujing Haoting Residential Complex.
Inside the martial arts training hall, Lin Qi browsed online forums buzzing with discussions. Every chat group he joined was flooded with talk of Ten-Star Disaster Beasts.
Even at this late hour, he could sense the collective anxiety in the messages.
He too felt uneasy about Earth’s future. The Disaster Beast invasions were escalating, overwhelming nations worldwide. Smaller countries stood on the brink of annihilation.
The covert threat of the Vermin Race lurked in the shadows, assassinating promising talents. Now, a Ten-Star Disaster Beast had appeared, claiming a Nine Realms martial artist’s life on the first day.
He needed to grow stronger—fast. Even if he hadn’t reached the Tenth Realm yet, after breaking into the Nine Realms, he believed his innate talent would grant him enough combat power to slay Ten-Star beasts.
With this thought, he set aside his phone, retrieved a vial of purple Soul Elixir from his safe, and drained it.
“Gurgle~”
As the elixir surged through him, he unfurled a blue scroll, sat cross-legged, and began cultivating the Spiritual Power Martial Art.
To breakthrough to the Seventh Realm—Blood Replacement—he needed to first advance his spiritual power. His spiritual innate talent was top-tier, and he’d never encountered a bottleneck before.
Today was the day—his spiritual power would ascend to the Seventh Realm without delay.
“Hiss!!”
Focusing his mind, he summoned the Sixth Realm Disaster Beasts from the blue scroll. Instantly, golden beams pierced his consciousness.
“Roar!!”
“Awooo!!”
Hundreds of Sixth Realm Disaster Beasts flooded every corner of his mind, over a thousand in total, forming a tsunami of claws and fangs.
“Awooo!!”
Lin Qi’s meditation conjured a Sixth Realm Disaster Beast, and he transformed into a golden giant wolf—a colossal creature with fur like burnished gold, its body the size of a hill.
He controlled the beast, channeling its cool, invigorating aura into his body as golden energy surged endlessly. The Golden Wolf Lord’s aura grew stronger.
The Soul Elixir worked, sharpening his mental clarity.
As the Golden Wolf Lord charged, the battle began.
“Boom!! Boom!!”
The wolf struck first, a golden blaze of fury, its eyes blazing with killing intent. Without hesitation, it lunged with claws as wide as steel plates, its razor-sharp talons piercing the neck of an Ironspine Warbear.
Though these beasts were mere mental projections, they followed physical laws—once their necks were torn, they perished.
The wolf itself wasn’t immune. The dying Warbear raked its claws, tearing away tufts of golden fur and flesh. But the wounds instantly healed, the pain vanishing as the wolf pressed its attack.
In this mental battlefield, it possessed limitless stamina and regeneration. A real Golden Wolf Lord facing a thousand Sixth Realm beasts would be devoured instantly, but here in the Consciousness Realm, it could fight a thousandfold.
Lin Qi immersed himself in the clash, his mind surging like tidal waves, forging his intangible spiritual power.
The gray mist representing his spiritual power expanded, slowly rotating like a planet. Previously static, it now grew continuously, like an inflating balloon without limits.
This wasn’t unexpected—Annals of Calamities, the treatise on Spiritual Power Martial Art, described this very phenomenon. When a martial artist neared the Seventh Realm breakthrough, their spiritual power would swell endlessly in the boundless Consciousness Realm, far beyond what even the strongest psychokinetic masters could fill.
“Awooo!!”
The Golden Wolf Lord carved through enemy after enemy. Each kill strengthened his spirit.
[You consumed Soul Elixir, cultivating the Spiritual Power Martial Art Annals of Calamities while battling a thousand Sixth Realm Disaster Beasts. Spiritual Power +1, Spiritual Power +0.5, Spiritual Power +1, Spiritual Power +0.5…]
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After an hour, Lin Qi felt his spiritual power surge dramatically.
But it wasn’t enough. The battle raged on in his mind, grinding like a millstone. He needed to slay every last beast before it would end.
“Awooo!!”
Gritting his teeth, Lin Qi pushed the Golden Wolf Lord into a frenzied slaughter.
500… 600… 700… 800…
Unconsciously, only 100 remained.
Fatigue weighed on him, yet streams of power flowed into his spirit. The Soul Elixir’s effects neared their end.
Twenty left… Just a little more!
Lin Qi clenched his eyes shut, sweat beading on his brow as he drove his will forward.
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(End of Chapter)
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