Chapter 235: Chapter 109 Transcendental Blade Nurturing Art! Nurturing Blade Qi, Gathering Blade Force, Condensing Blade Intent!_4
Whoosh!
But strangely, as if time had reversed, the dark red blood flowed back into the wound, and the wound healed rapidly, leaving only a faint scar.
Gong Ba had exerted all his strength, made a desperate gamble, and fought with his life on the line to injure Feng Mo, but unfortunately, what would have been a fatal wound for ordinary people took only a few breaths for Feng Mo to recover completely!
“Humans… are really frail!”
Looking at the fresh, slowly ceasing-to-beat heart in his hand, Feng Mo couldn’t help but sigh, humans, succumbing to birth, aging, sickness, and death, dying from a single injury.
Unlike demon monsters, the only thing that could threaten their lives, in Feng Mo’s view, was time!
“Commander Gong…”
Standing at the doorway, Gong Yulong saw Gong Ba’s heart being ripped out in one swift motion and collapsing weakly to the ground. His face turned deathly pale, completely unexpected that the Gong Family’s strongest, a creator of countless glorious battle achievements, the venerable Gong Ba, would die before his eyes.
Feng Mo looked over coldly, and Gong Yulong’s legs trembled, feeling as if he had been targeted by a beast choosing its prey. His legs gave in, and he knelt down, unable to stand steadily.
“Time to go, food shouldn’t be wasted.” Feng Mo sneered dismissively, not continuing his massacre but instead picking up Gong Ba’s corpse, leaping onto the rooftop with agility, and disappearing after a few bounds.
As a demon monster, Feng Mo naturally reveled in killing, but he wouldn’t indulge in senseless slaughter. It was like people facing pigs and dogs as food, only slaughtering them when they were hungry and not wasting food without good reason!
“This Gong Ba was a Martial Artist of the Qi-Blood Long Dragon realm, and his energy is far richer than that of a hundred Martial Artists with Body Refinement Great Achievement. Consuming him, my condition should recover to about eighty or ninety percent!” Feng Mo walked towards the city outskirts with Gong Ba’s corpse, thinking to himself.
“I can’t stay in Ink Forest Prefecture City for too long to avoid being targeted… After killing that man from the other day and devouring him, my condition will reach the peak completely, and then I’ll move to another place, hoping for another metamorphosis soon…”
Threads of contemplation wove through Feng Mo’s eyes.
As a demon monster, Feng Mo was naturally very strong, but he also understood that there were not a few Martial Artists among the human race who could threaten him.
Considering the time, Feng Mo felt it was safer to leave Ink Forest Prefecture City, but before that, there was still one thing he wanted to do: the guy who had hit him with a heavy punch that night!
The delicious food must be saved for last!
In the Giant Whale Gang’s quiet residence.
Buzzing!
Su Changkong sat cross-legged, motionless like an unsheathed sword humming, with invisible Qi Power swirling around him, slicing the air to emit a fracturing noise!
“Hiss, hiss, hiss!”
Suddenly, Su Changkong’s breath fluctuated violently, and the next second, inside the room, a wooden cup was silently cut in two as if by a blade. The walls too showed multiple cracks, as if countless swords were dancing inside the room, anyone getting close would be instantly shredded to pieces.
Su Changkong quickly focused and calmed his Qi, containing the overflowing Blade Qi within his body, preventing any further leaks.
Blade Nurturing Art (Tier 8 Transcendental 1%)
By nurturing the blade with his body, Su Changkong seemed to have found the correct path. Coupled with his robust foundation and potential, his progress in the Blade Nurturing Art was so fast it could be likened to traveling a thousand miles in a day. In just a short month’s time, he had progressed from tier 7 to the brink of tier 8!
That was precisely why Su Changkong had just inadvertently allowed the Blade Qi inside of him to spill out.
And when the Blade Nurturing Art reached the eighth realm, it also produced a change that Su Changkong had not anticipated!
“This…”
Su Changkong was astonished as he introspected the situation inside his body.
Within Su Changkong’s body, the originally scattered, wispy, formless Blade Qi had drastically changed!
Thread by thread, the Blade Qi congealed together, transforming into a blade-shaped Qi Power, pale blue in color with dark red blood light swirling around it, giving off an impregnable, sharp sensation with even the slightest touch of consciousness.
“Blade Qi… This is the true Blade Qi! Condensed into one, capable of injuring through the body! Horizontal Chop everything!”
Su Changkong took a deep breath, his eyes revealing a trace of shock.
To nurture Blade Qi, gather Blade Force, and condense Blade Intent are realms every blade practitioner dreams of achieving.
But just the step of nurturing Blade Qi alone is already baffling for ordinary blade wielders.
Even Su Changkong, who had cultivated the Iron Cutting Blade Technique to the eighth realm, had not entered the stage of nurturing Blade Qi.
To reach this step, one not only needs a profound foundation in blade techniques, but also depends on talent and aptitude; otherwise, no matter how much one practices, it is difficult to cultivate Blade Qi.
However, Su Changkong, using his body as the medium to cultivate the Blade Nurturing Art, had caused a qualitative change after breaking through to the eighth realm, and actually condensed Blade Qi within his body, real Blade Qi!
The dispersed Blade Qi was now refined into a unified whole, a blade-shaped Qi Power!
Compared to before, it wasn’t a difference between seven and eight, but zero and one, absence and presence.
This was a transition from a blade technique expert to something akin to the Blade Path, a change as vast as the differences between the heavens and the earth!
“Let’s try it out… see what the power is like!”
Su Changkong suppressed the excitement in his heart, deciding to test the power.
Whoosh!
Su Changkong immediately rose and headed towards the outside of the Giant Whale Gang.
A small stream and waterfall located several dozen li away from the Giant Whale Gang’s camp.
“Roar!”
The waterfall gushed furiously; it was about a dozen zhang high and nearly three zhang wide. The immense waterfall thundered down, falling into the stream, the sound of the waterfall’s impact deafening, audible for over ten li. Before the waterfall, Su Changkong appeared somewhat tiny.
Su Changkong stood under the waterfall on a moss-covered boulder in the stream. He took a deep breath, his gaze becoming sharp, and leaped upwards, jumping over thirty feet high, towards the rushing waterfall, unsheathing the Iron-Cutting Sword at his waist!
“Humming!”
Inside Su Changkong’s body, the blade-shaped Qi Power trembled, resonating with the sword in his hand, emitting a buzzing sound, surging out from his veins.
Iron Blade Technique. Horizontal Chop!