WUUUUSH!
Wang Chen’s body continued to plummet drastically, piercing through the dense black fog. An ice-cold wind ripped his tattered robe to shreds, while his consciousness slowly began to fade due to the fatal impact on his chest.
However, just as his eyes closed completely, the warm sensation deep within his bone marrow suddenly erupted into a burning agony.
BRUAAAKKK!
The frail body slammed into the abyss floor with absolute violence. The impact was so destructive that it fractured several of his ribs and created massive cracks upon the rocky ground beneath him.
Fresh blood erupted fiercely from Wang Chen’s mouth and the wounds covering his body, flowing rapidly and soaking the arid earth that had not been touched by sunlight for millions of years.
The atmosphere was deathly silent. Wang Chen lay motionless, looking like a corpse ready to rot at the bottom of the Abyss of Despair.
Yet, something mystical began to transpire. The blood of Wang Chen that seeped into the deepest crevices of the earth was no ordinary human blood. Within every single drop, there were faint strands of golden light chains—a hidden lineage that even the Wang Family had never realized: The Ancient Dragon Blood.
DUMMM...
Suddenly, the entire abyss floor trembled violently. The tremor did not originate from an earthquake, but rather a colossal pulse awakening from an eternal slumber deep within the earth.
This was because the splatters of Wang Chen's ancient dragon blood acted like an ancient key unlocking a death seal. The blood absorbed deeper, touching the absolute core of the abyss's geological structure, triggering a terrifying chain reaction.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
The ground around Wang Chen’s body shattered into a thousand fissures. From behind the crevices of dead magma that had been frozen for millions of years, a beam of dense maroon light began to glow. The air temperature at the bottom of the abyss, which had just been ice-cold, skyrocketed drastically within a blink of an eye, causing the surrounding boulders to melt.
ROAAARRRRRR!
An incorporeal roar, echoing like the wrath of a heavenly dragon, exploded from the bowels of the earth!
BLAAAZZZEEE!
A colossal pillar of reddish-gold flame shot out from the ground, swallowing Wang Chen’s body entirely. It was no ordinary fire, but the Dragon Flame, an essence of primordial heavenly fire that had slept since the chaotic era millions of years ago, waiting for the rightful lineage owner to awaken it.
The primordial tongues of fire danced savagely, incinerating the dense black fog enveloping the abyss until nothing remained. Instead of scorching Wang Chen's body to ashes, the Dragon Flame swirled obediently, recognizing the aura of the dragon blood flowing through the youth's veins.
Ssssshh...
Miraculously, the primordial fire essence began to seep through the pores of Wang Chen’s skin. The moment it collided with the residual energy of the Earth-grade Pill still lingering in his bone marrow, a violent energy fusion reaction occurred inside his body.
Woooosh! Woooosh!
Wang Chen's fractured bones began to reassemble at an absurd speed, coated by flashes of reddish-gold light. The internal wound on his chest sealed instantly. His blood vessels, which had been nearly destroyed, were now flooded by a surging flow of pure energy.
Amidst the raging fire towering into the sky, Wang Chen’s heart, which had briefly stopped, now began to beat slowly once more.
THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!
Each heartbeat sent out a dense aura of dragon suppression, as if announcing to the entirety of the Black Mist Forest that the true ruler had been reborn from the depths of death.
Ssssshh... BOOOM!
The smelting process within Wang Chen's body turned into a cycle of torment yet a profoundly immense heavenly blessing. Under the control of the Dragon Flame, the primordial fire essence did not merely heal; it completely obliterated the remnants of his old, defective body structure to rebuild it entirely from scratch.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Within his unconscious mental space, excruciating pain surged to flood the remnants of Wang Chen's awareness. Every single bone in his body was deliberately broken, melted by the extreme temperature of the Dragon Flame, and reconstructed repeatedly. Every time those bones crumbled to ash, the ancient dragon energy fusing with the residual Earth-grade Pill immediately formed a new layer of bone that was denser, more lustrous, and radiated a sacred golden ripple.
Once... five times... ten times... the extreme process of incineration and regeneration occurred consecutively up to hundreds of times without pause!
Until the final cycle, the entire skeletal framework of Wang Chen's body had completely transformed. No longer were there fragile mortal human bones. Now, his skeleton radiated a silvery-white light interlaced with faint carvings of golden dragon veins.
This was the Heavenly Divine Bone—the legendary highest skeletal structure, an unparallelled physical foundation that was difficult to achieve even for the geniuses of the great sects in the upper world!
However, the transformation was far from over.
ZUUUUSH!
The primordial tongues of fire now shifted, rushing violently to breach the meridian pathways across Wang Chen's body, which had all this time been branded as broken and dead by the Wang Family.
As the Dragon Flame energy slammed into those clogged pathways, the grand secret hidden for over a decade was finally unveiled. Wang Chen's meridians were actually not damaged at all! What had been happening all this time was that his energy pathways were deliberately locked by dozens of invisible ancient seal chains with highly intricate motifs.
It was this seal that clogged the entire flow of his Qi, making him appear like a talentless piece of trash.
KRETEK... PYAAARRR!
Before the majesty of the Dragon Flame, the extraordinarily powerful ancient seal could no longer hold out. One by one, the sealing chains cracked and shattered into fragments of spiritual light, which were instantly devoured by the dragon fire.
The moment the seal shattered completely, Wang Chen's liberated meridian pathways suddenly widened to three times the size of a normal cultivator. The pure flow of dragon blood now coursed freely without obstruction, creating a macro energy vortex within his newly reformed Dantian.
WUUUUUUSH!
The reddish-gold flame pillar that had been towering into the sky gradually began to shrink, sucked entirely into Wang Chen's chest. The terrifying heat at the bottom of the abyss progressively subsided, leaving behind a deathly silence.
In the midst of the darkness at the bottom of the Abyss of Despair, Wang Chen still lay with his eyes closed. Yet now, there was no longer a dirty, tattered robe. Instead, his body was enveloped by a thin golden aura pulsing in sync with his heartbeat. His physical appearance seemed far sturdier, his skin as clean as jade, and his eyebrows sharpened. Even his face had become handsomer and filled with charisma.
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"Activate the Heaven Projection Mirror! Connect it directly to the Supreme Hall!" commanded the white-haired elder in a loud voice, his eyes flashing with burning passion.A secret signal shot through the layers of the sect's protective formation. In less than a fraction of a second, three spatial ripples materialized above the Silver Pavilion. An aura pressure so majestic, archaic, and immeasurable descended abruptly, causing the entire sea of clouds around Shadow Sword Peak to split apart for hundreds of miles!Three legendary figures... They were the Three Supreme Elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect, appearing clad in grey robes inlaid with golden threads. Their presence, which usually only existed as a myth among disciples, manifested into reality—purely due to a monster's potential that defied all logic."Hahaha! Old Gu, if this report of yours is a lie, I'll personally lock you up in the Punishment Cave!" exclaimed one of the Supreme Elders with blazing red hair, his voice thunder
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The two disciples from East Cloud City winced slightly upon hearing Wang Chen's calm remarks. The flat yet steady words of the black-robed youth served as an antidote to their despair, gradually easing the tremor in their chests even though their anxious gazes did not entirely vanish."Brother Chen, you are truly different from the friends we've met all this time... Thank you for the motivation...""That's right... Honestly, we doubted ourselves from the very beginning, because after all... We were only able to arrive here by sheer luck, unlike what you did...""Enough... No need to thank me. If our statuses differ in the future, I will still consider you comrades-in-arms... If you ever have trouble down the road, just look for me... I will definitely help you."Meanwhile, high above Shadow Sword Peak, inside a magnificent silver-themed pavilion floating behind a sea of clouds, Elder Gu stood with his arms folded before five authoritative figures. They were the Final Selection Chief E
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Lian chuckled softly upon seeing the calm yet ambitious expression on the young man beside her. She patted Wang Chen's shoulder gently, shaking her head as she let out a long sigh."But Junior Brother Chen, I don't mean to pressure you into setting your target that high," Lian said, her tone softening with concern. "Pushing past the 40th step is nearly impossible for new participants. For Elder Gu and me, as long as you can make it past the 25th step, that is more than enough to secure your position as an Inner Disciple!"Lian leaned forward, staring straight into Wang Chen's calm pupils."The 25th step is already the dream limit for thousands of participants. If you stand there, your reputation as a genius of East Cloud City will remain unshaken, and Inner Disciple Elders will definitely fight over each other to recruit you. So, there's no need to burden your mind with extreme targets. Just focus on surviving as long as possible without pushing yourself to the point of injuring your
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Wang Chen looked at Lian for a moment before finally nodding slowly. He appreciated the sincere intentions and care shown by both Lian and Gu Qingcheng, though deep in his heart, he remained steadfast in his own convictions."I understand," Wang Chen replied calmly. "Thank you for the advice, Senior Sister Lian."Seeing Wang Chen's mature response, Gu Qingcheng smiled in relief. A warm atmosphere enveloped their tea table once again as the conversation gradually eased, until they finally agreed to disperse and rest to preserve their stamina for tomorrow's journey.The next morning, just as the crimson streaks of dawn broke across the sky over East Cloud City, the East Cloud City branch of the Medicine Pavilion was already bustling with activity. The cold morning breeze blew softly, carrying the scent of fresh dew mixed with the fragrance of rare herbs from the pavilion's heritage garden.Wang Chen stepped out of the room where he had stayed. His signature black robe fluttered in the m
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A warm and grand atmosphere welcomed them the moment they stepped into the main hall of the Eastern Cloud City Medicine Pavilion Branch. The soothing aroma of dozens of rare spiritual herbs permeated the air, washing away the lingering tension and the faint scent of blood left behind on the arena stage.Gu Qingcheng gestured to the attendants to serve their finest spiritual tea, while Lian leaned back in his seat with a satisfied smile after a exhausting yet surprise-filled day.Elder Gu took the main seat opposite Wang Chen. His expression was far more serious now than when he had announced the victory on the grounds earlier. His gaze fell straight upon Wang Chen, observing the black-robed youth with a mixture of admiration and responsibility."Wang Chen," Elder Gu began, his voice deep yet filled with warmth. "Passing the selection trial of Eastern Cloud City and silencing the Three Major Clans is indeed a remarkable achievement. However, as one of those responsible for the selectio
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Those sharp words hung in the air like an executioner's blade ready to strike down.The killing intent and arrogance that had previously surged violently from Patriarch Liu, Patriarch Ye, and Patriarch Zhao evaporated instantly without a trace. A cold sweat drenched the backs of all three clan leaders. Their faces, which had been flushed crimson with rage, now turned as pale as paper.Mad Alchemist. That name was not merely a title, but a living myth capable of causing kingdoms and numerous sects throughout the eastern region to tremble overnight. In the entire eastern domain, no one dared to provoke that eccentric old figure. A single call from him could mobilize major sects, and a single pill embargo from his hands could paralyze a clan's economy and defenses in a matter of days.Patriarch Liu trembled violently. His knees grew so weak that he had to grip the balcony railing tightly to keep from falling to his knees. He realized that if he continued his stubborn foolishness, today w
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