Many martial artists who had reached the Divine Body Realm, in their pursuit of cultivating divine abilities, forgot that the foundation of a martial artist was the body.
As a result, many possessed powerful divine abilities but frail bodies. They strayed farther and farther down the martial path, departing from the essence of martial arts itself.
Ning Xiaochuan had encountered the same problem. In his haste to raise his cultivation, the strength of his body had become disproportionate to his cultivation. If the trials within the Sword Pavilion could truly make one's fleshly body stronger, then it would be an enormous gain for him! To verify the suspicion in his heart, Ning Xiaochuan went to search for other mystic beasts.
Before long, Ning Xiaochuan found a silver centipede in the desert. It was a Heavenly Foot Centipede, also a Third Grade Mystic Beast, and its body contained deadly poison.
Wherever the Heavenly Foot Centipede crawled, even the sand turned black.
Ning Xiaochuan had already reached the point of being impervious to a hundred poisons, so naturally he did not fear the Heavenly Foot Centipede's poisonous mist. After some effort, he slew the Heavenly Foot Centipede.
"Whoosh—"
Sure enough, the Heavenly Foot Centipede's corpse also turned into a cloud of crimson mist, flying into Ning Xiaochuan's body and merging into every part of him.
His body crackled and popped like beans being stir-fried.
Subtle changes appeared in his body. Fine crimson threads began to form within his bones. Though these tiny threads were still exceedingly sparse, the change was nonetheless shocking.
In martial arts, there was a realm known as "a broken lotus root still linked by silk threads."
It meant that even if someone cleaved your body in two with a blade, fine threads would still remain between the two