Facing the majestic dragon-shaped true qi roaring toward him from Lu Changhe, Liu Ruyin, whom Shen Changchuan had brought some distance away, went pale as paper, yet Shen Changchuan's expression showed little change.
Crash!
The surrounding void rang with the clear sound of surging water, and layer upon layer of deep-blue radiance shimmered around Shen Changchuan, as though endless currents were churning!
Shen Changchuan remained composed.
Where no one else could see, within his body, one acupoint after another lit up. True qi surged through his dantian and meridians like rivers, drawing in the world's vital essence from every direction at that very moment!
Flowing Water Qigong!
No, that was not right!
By now, the Flowing Water Qigong Shen Changchuan cultivated had long since been transformed beyond recognition through repeated revisions!
If the original Flowing Water Qigong cultivated "flowing water,"
then the qigong method within him now cultivated the vast sea and great rivers!
Shen Changchuan did not know
what level the qigong method he now possessed stood at within the martial world, after years of extensive exploration and reworking of Flowing Water Qigong, but he was certain
that its power was absolutely no less than that of the top-tier internal cultivation methods in the martial world!
And at this moment, facing the full-force attack of Lu Changhe, the Beggars' Sect's Nine-Bag Elder—a veteran of the martial world who had entered the Xiantian Grandmaster realm many years ago—
Shen Changchuan did not dare to be careless.
He raised a hand and struck with his palm, its appearance as wondrous and traceless as an antelope hanging its horns, as though it had come from beyond the heavens.
It looked light and drifting as it met Lu Changhe's dragon head head-on, like a moth flying into flame, but in truth, every ounce