Chen Changming chose a cliff face backed by a waterfall. Taking out a Flying Sword, he carved out a cave dwelling in the cliff.
He then set several restrictions at the entrance, completely sealing off his aura.
Once everything was in order, Chen Changming entered the cave dwelling, sat cross-legged, took out the Primal Magnetism Ren Mountain Fragment, and immersed his divine sense within it.
The cultivation diagram of the Pagoda-Lifting Heavenly Art slowly unfolded in his mind.
He had already cultivated it to the second level, Four Arms. What he was about to attempt next was the third level—Six Arms.
Chen Changming closed his eyes and focused, guiding the blood and qi within his body into a new cycle according to the art.
His blood and qi surged through him like raging tides, flowing slowly along specific meridians. With every cycle, a trace of warmth lingered around his shoulders and back.
Cultivation knew neither sun nor moon.
A year slipped quietly by in secluded cultivation.
On this day, a deep muffled boom came from within the cave dwelling. Two enormous lumps of flesh bulged from Chen Changming's shoulders and back, as though something inside were struggling, growing.
A moment later, two new arms burst forth from his body.
At this point, he had gained six additional arms atop his original pair—eight arms in total.
The six new arms slowly spread out at his sides. Every finger contained the force of ten thousand jun; each time he clenched a fist, he could feel explosive power gathering over his knuckles.
Chen Changming opened his eyes. Feeling the surging power within him, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
They were both Six Arms, but as one who cultivated the Immortal Furnace Body-Forging Art, his was the true orthodox path, far surpassing