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Chu Sheng swept his divine sense over the jade slip, and his heart immediately stirred.

This Nine-Five Dragon Qi Art was actually a supreme technique secretly passed down through the direct imperial line of the Great Yan Divine Dynasty.

Chu Sheng had never cared much for things like cultivation techniques before.

In his view, even mastering a thousand or ten thousand techniques could never compare to breaking through a major realm himself.

Yet this technique alone had unexpectedly piqued his interest.

This jade slip did not merely contain the technique's incantations.

It could also directly display the ultimate might of the technique at Great Accomplishment within the sea of consciousness of whoever probed it.

At that moment, a magnificent scene suddenly unfurled within Chu Sheng's sea of consciousness.

Above the boundless void stood a tall, upright figure, his entire body radiating a dense stillness that made one's heart tremble.

In an instant, a golden Divine Dragon phantom silently emerged from behind his shoulder.

At the same time, the figure's bones crackled like thunder, and his body forcibly shot several feet taller.

On his bare arms, blue veins writhed and pulsed like swimming dragons. Every inch of his flesh seemed infused with the power of ten thousand jun.

Then came the second, the third...

Golden dragon phantoms condensed one after another, coiling around his body.

Until all nine Divine Dragon phantoms had appeared, their heads and tails joined as they whirled about him, resplendent golden light blanketing heaven and earth.

The figure stood motionless within them, his gaze calm, while the pressure around him had already climbed to its peak.

It was a pressure born purely from the fleshly body, as towering as mountains and as boundless as the vast sea.

At the end of the scene, the nine Divine Dragons