Strongmen As Clouds

Just a burst of scorching heat arose through his body, and Lu Wangchuan's stat allocation finished immediately.

The Prajna Dragon Elephant rapidly rose—the tenth layer, the eleventh layer, the twelfth layer, the thirteenth layer—all the way until it reached the seventeenth layer before finally stopping.

Lu Wangchuan let out a long breath, his gaze turning even clearer and the pressure around his body growing even more soul-stirring.

Breaking through to the World-Suppressing Level, using the single-layer power of the Prajna Dragon Elephant should already allow me to shatter one hundred and fifty thousand catties of immense force! Calculated this way, the seventeenth layer of the Prajna Dragon Elephant should at least be able to bless me with two million five hundred and fifty thousand catties! That is more than double the improvement compared to before.

The further one went in cultivation, the slower the breakthrough speed became. At the same time, the gap at each tier also grew wider; in other words, the probability of being able to fight across realms grew correspondingly smaller.

For example, if the gap between the Condensing Truth Realm and the Transforming Sea Realm was one and ten, then the gap between the Transforming Sea Realm and the World-Suppressing Level might be ten and a hundred.

Yet Lu Wangchuan cultivated the Prajna Dragon Elephant, and the force compounded by each layer was so immense that he would not be bound by this rule.

To put it in layman's terms, he could still directly slaughter opponents within the same realm in an instant. As for those whose cultivation was stronger than his own, they might not necessarily be able to defeat him either—unless their cultivation surpassed his by too many realms!

This also left Lu Wangchuan filled with endless emotion, realizing he truly had cultivated the right Prajna Dragon Elephant. The only minor regret was that there were no strongmen to give him a practice session and let him experience just how powerful the seventeenth-layer Prajna Dragon Elephant really was.

Looking at the spiritual qi around him that had already turned into water, Lu Wangchuan felt a wave of mixed feelings in his heart.

The spiritual qi in this world all existed in a gaseous state, and the gaseous state was also the most sparse.

Yet high-level martial artists possessed profound internal skill, gathering far more spiritual qi when they cultivated. Sects were simply groups of high-level martial artists paired with heaven and earth spiritual veins, where spiritual qi only grew denser the more it gathered, making cultivation truly achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Once upon a time, he had gone to the Divine Water Sect in pursuit of faster cultivation, but now two or three years had passed, and he could himself achieve condensing spiritual qi into water, or even into solid, hard ice.

Time flew like an arrow, and gradually, he had also slowly become a protective umbrella for himself and even for others.

It has been half a year, and it is also time to go out.

Lu Wangchuan rose straight to his feet, stepping up into the air step by step as though there were a layer of formless stairs beneath his feet.

Back when his cultivation was at the Condensing Truth Realm, he was still not sufficient to soar through the air for long periods. After reaching the Transforming Sea, he could soar for extended periods, and now having broken through to the World-Suppressing Level, he could truly achieve traversing the void in midair as if walking on flat ground in the literal sense.

That was because the spiritual qi within his body was simply too abundant.

Just after he left, no matter how fast the spiritual qi in this secret chamber evaporated, it would not disperse for a while—after all, this was the spiritual qi he had condensed for half a year.

His brother-in-law and the others seemed to have sensed it long ago, hurrying over and lighting up with joy upon seeing Lu Wangchuan come out.

"Wangchuan, you have finally come out of seclusion."

Lu Wangchuan nodded, and then with a sweeping grasp of his empty hand, Chen Luo—who was being held in his mother's embrace—automatically flew up and arrived in his arms.

"I have condensed a vast amount of spiritual qi in the cellar, which is just right to lay a foundation for you. You must cultivate this Azure Emperor Longevity Art well, and you are not allowed to come out before the spiritual qi in the secret chamber dries up."

Having spoken, he channeled spiritual qi to transport him into the secret chamber and sealed the heavy door.

Chen Luo was his nephew, and his elder sister had been so good to him; helping Chen Luo lay a foundation would be of immense benefit to the boy's future cultivation.

Lu Xiaoqin could not help voicing her worry:

"Wangchuan, he is so young—will he be all right down there?"

Before Lu Wangchuan could explain, Chen Haoming had already spoken.

"My wife, you needn't worry. Wangchuan is the child's uncle; would he harm him? Having an expert like Wangchuan help him lay a foundation is his good fortune and destiny."

Lu Wangchuan smiled calmly, still patiently explaining to his elder sister to set her mind at ease.

"A massive amount of spiritual qi gathered in the secret chamber because of my cultivation, and it will only dissipate after maintaining for a period of time—this is rare and precious. Letting Luo Er absorb it can compare to six or seven years of cultivation for him in the secular world! Besides, the Azure Emperor Longevity Art is extremely gentle, so even if he has never cultivated before, he will not suffer a deviation in his cultivation."

"Then will he go hungry? What should we do if he needs to eat?"

"I have already said that the heaven and earth spiritual qi in here is extremely abundant, which is sufficient to sustain his life energy. Before he finishes absorbing it, it is fine even if he doesn't eat."

"That's good then."

Lu Xiaoqin let out a breath, completely setting her mind at rest.

Yet Lu Wangchuan suddenly seemed to sense something, casting his gaze toward the distance.

"Wangchuan, what is it?"

"Some people are coming over."

"Who is coming over?"

"I do not know either, but the other party carries a massive killing intent. You all stay here and do not move; I will go take a look."

As his words fell, he tapped his feet lightly, executing the Spirit Void Step, and his figure shot straight up into the clouds.

Witnessing this scene, the crowd was instantly dumbfounded, once again shocked by Lu Wangchuan.

Ascending into the heavens to rise—how did this differ from the immortals of legend?

In Chen Zhou City, the people of the Divine Water Sect stationed in the Martial Hall also sensed something, walking out of the Martial Hall in a hurry and looking off into the distance.

"Such powerful auras—how can there be so many powerful auras?"

"There are seventeen in all. Among them, twelve are in the Condensing Truth Realm, four in the Transforming Sea Realm, and there is even one whose presence even this old man cannot fully perceive—I am afraid they have already transcended the Transforming Sea Realm. So many strongmen—how could they arrive at our Chen Zhou City all at the same time?"

Outside Chen Zhou City, meanwhile, those seventeen figures rapidly approached, already arriving within ten miles.

"Quick, ahead is Chen Zhou City."

"This Divine Water Sect garrison rotation is a rare opportunity, swapping out fifteen elders to return for breakthroughs all at once, which is why we were able to seize the chance to break away and launch a surprise attack on Chen Zhou City. I state this first: once we reach Chen Zhou City, there is no need for idle talk. All of you, unleash your strongest unique arts, destroy the entire city within ten breaths, level the ground within twenty breaths, and do not let a single living soul escape. We must destroy Lu Wangchuan in the shortest possible time and with the minimum consumption."

"Understood!"

None of them were fools; excessive talk led to mistakes, and killing laid stress on efficiency. Otherwise, if Lu Wangchuan managed to run away, that would truly become troublesome, and wanting to find him again in the future would be no different than looking for a needle in a haystack.

Even worse, should he hide inside the Divine Water Sect, they would never be able to dream of killing Lu Wangchuan again.

And once many years passed and Lu Wangchuan grew stronger, that would be a nightmare for them.

Yet just as those words finished falling, a heaven-shaking sword radiance abruptly plummeted from the sky, spreading over several thousand meters away. Its terrifying momentum pressed straight toward everyone's faces, causing their expressions to change drastically.

"Not good—we are under enemy attack!"

"Quickly dodge!"

The few with the highest cultivation nimbly leaped to the sides in time, while the majority of the remaining Condensing Truth Realm cultivators dodged away. Four of them were directly struck by the sword radiance and blasted into ash on the spot, while one had half his body grazed by the sword radiance's Qi, a single arm along with his shoulder being forcefully torn away as a rain of blood scattered across the area.

Boom--!

That sword radiance struck the earth, directly causing the ground to violently tremor like an earthquake, shaking a radius of a hundred miles around the entire Chen Zhou City.

During the new book period, updates were too fast to keep up with recommendations, so the author was stockpiling chapters; once the new book period passed, they would all be released at once.

As for the book, it certainly had quite a few flaws—it was just an ordinary pulp-fiction power-fantasy, after all, given the author's limited skill. If there were errors, esteemed elder brothers and elder sisters, please point them out, and the author would do his utmost to write it somewhat more satisfactorily.

Thank you.