This was a transformation, an evolution—a correction and sublimation of the Dao. The benefits it brought could not be compared to any mere increase in cultivation.
Wei Fan held his breath and focused, observing the process by which the Dao patterns were sublimating.
"Thump, thump..."
That fist-sized thing pulsed like a heart, letting out a tremendous roar. With every beat, a ring of multicolored ripples spread out and seeped into his limbs and bones.
His flesh seemed to be burning, spraying out all kinds of innate essence. The mark of the Nine-Nine True Skill was activated, the Great Dao Heavenly Sound rumbled like thunder, and the Nine Heavens Kunpeng Body and other arts began operating on their own.
The Three Sovereigns Scripture circulated madly, refining the multicolored ripples. His Dao power became even more profound and mysterious, while the Dao within his sea of consciousness was affected as well, emitting dazzling radiance as though it were about to become a true Dao.
Wei Fan's ears were filled with the chanting of every divine art he cultivated. Yet rather than finding it noisy, he felt an exhilaration as though all his divine arts were about to melt into a single furnace.
That point of light nurturing a divine ability was also glowing now, absorbing the multicolored ripples and shining with heat like a medicinal furnace.
"Ancient martial arts truly are miraculous!"
Wei Fan could not help but marvel. Modern martial arts had created a flourishing martial path, but in terms of profundity, they could not compare to ancient martial arts.
The greatest characteristic of modern martial arts was their complete systems and low cultivation thresholds.
Ancient martial arts bloomed in a hundred rivaling flowers, each with its own characteristics. Many had thresholds absurdly high. Body tempering had endured until the present