Of course, this referred to those whose path of the Dao held no hope, who could only resort to such extreme arts as the Kunpeng Art, taking shortcuts and forging another path for themselves.
Meng Zhao had no need for such martial methods at all. Even the teachings within on how to alter one's foundation and transform one's divine form were of little use to him. The root of it was that he possessed the Purple Origin Dragon Body; he was naturally a true dragon—no, an Emperor Dragon. Why use an imitation method and lose the greater for the lesser?
Even in Meng Zhao's view, this art would not be as useful to Lü Yue, or even Mountain Lord, as imagined. At most, they could glean some profound martial knowledge concerning the Dao of the Kunpeng from it, perhaps even build a shortcut leading to the Divine Demon Realm.
Of course, whether they could walk that path through would depend on the individual martial artist's talent and qualities.
"Then wouldn't Mountain Lord be terribly disappointed?"
"There's nothing to be done about that. But disappointment may not be the case. If Mountain Lord is willing, he can use this as a foundation to derive a martial art centered on the Dao of the Kunpeng. It may not be impossible for him to enter the Divine Demon Realm."
To put it plainly, this martial art itself had been created by an expert of the Divine Demon Realm through comprehending it with the power of a Dao Fruit.
Meng Zhao even suspected that the person who had created this art had conducted an incomparably meticulous, minute observation of an actual Kunpeng divine beast.
For instance, perhaps he had slaughtered a Kunpeng. An adult one was unlikely, but a juvenile Kunpeng would have been