There were many different cultivation arts in this world... inner core arts, external incarnation arts, arts of Body Attainment of Sainthood, and even the outer core arts that many people considered beneath contempt. Among all these cultivation arts, the arts of Body Attainment of Sainthood had the fewest practitioners.
That was because most such techniques ultimately turned one's body into the most formidable weapon, using one's own true essence and flesh to kill enemies. Using one's own body to clash head-on with an opponent's Daoist Arts and magic treasures like some common brute was not something many lofty cultivators would enjoy. If a wave of the hand or a mere thought could unleash an immensely powerful Daoist Art, it was far easier and more elegant than rushing before an opponent to punch or kick them.
Yet every technique had its own strengths. By forcibly charging through Luo Bei's two Daoist Arts in an instant, Gu Liuyun not only displayed a cultivation far beyond everyone else's, but also revealed the full might of this technique.
His body was covered in soul-shaking wounds, shattered true essence blasting from them, yet the fire of his life burned with abandon. His entire body seemed to have become a blazing meteor, unstoppable. Even if a great mountain stood before him, he would smash through it in an instant and grind it to dust.
In that instant when time seemed almost frozen, Xiao Cha stood amid several surging waves of magical power, protected by Qu Daozi's Daoist Art like a flower in a violent storm, liable to snap at any moment.
A gale stirred by scattered true essence swept across her fair cheek, carving a red-line wound into her pure, ethereal face, a face untouched by worldly dust. Several tiny beads of blood seeped from that