Jia Lie Jun glanced at the stone tablets one after another. He was dazzled by the numerous martial arts. Any one of these martial arts could cause a bloody storm among the dynasties. Jia Lie Jun looked deep into the forest of stone monuments, where a huge boulder several hundred feet tall stood quietly. There was no grass around the boulder, exuding a heavy air of desolation.
The boulder was spherical in shape, and was completely gray. Some tiny cracks could be vaguely seen. A wave of desolate air rushed towards his face, making him slightly trance-like. Being in the desolate air, he seemed to feel that he was in a vast and desolate land. Under the sky, there was no trace of life.
"This should be the stone that Wu Dao was talking about." Jia Lie Jun couldn't help but quicken his pace, walking through the rows of stone monuments, standing hundreds of feet away from the huge stone, Jia Lie Jun stopped and looked at the boulder carefully. He saw two ancient characters Desolate Stone engraved in the center of the boulder. He immediately moved his eyes down and read all the words recorded on the boulder.
"Desolate Strength is a unique power derived from practicing this technique." Jia Lie Jun After reading the text recorded on the boulder, he also understood that the so-called Desolate Strength is not a simple force, but an existence similar to the technique. The words recorded on the boulder are the techniques for practicing Desolate Strength.
About fifty feet away from Desolate Stone, dozens of the Desolate Hall disciples were sitting cross-legged, absorbing the Desolate Strength emitted by the boulder.
"This Desolate Strength seems to be getting richer and richer the further away from the boulder." Jia Lie Jun stepped forward again and found that the Desolate Strength surrounding the boulder was getting richer and thicker. However, the disciples around him did not dare to go deep. They all sat cross-legged about forty or fifty feet away from the boulder, absorbing the Desolate Strength floating in the air.
Jia Lie Jun started practicing Desolate Strength's technique and walked towards Desolate Stone. The "ta-da" footsteps were particularly loud in the quiet space, alarming the practicing disciples.
"Jia Lie Jun Don't get close to the boulder anymore, otherwise you will be eroded by Desolate Strength." Upon seeing this, a disciple hurriedly exclaimed.
"Thank you, senior brother, for reminding me, I am sensible." Jia Lie Jun chuckled and continued walking towards the boulder. Although Desolate Strength was strong, he could not make any trouble in front of Jia Lie Jun who was pregnant with Devouring Ancestral Talisman.
The sound of "ta da" footsteps spread in the quiet Stone Hall. Everyone stared at Jia Lie Jun's back, frowning slightly. Many people tried to get close to the boulder before. After all, the closer they got to the boulder, the more Desolate Strength they absorbed. It is rich and pure, but when I think of the terrifying corrosive power of Desolate Strength, it is like a basin of cold water poured on everyone's heads. Currently, even the four direct disciples of the Desolate Hall only dare to go deeper than a dozen feet away from Desolate Stone.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jia Lie Jun approached Desolate Stone step by step, ten feet, nine feet... two feet. As it got closer and closer to the boulder, the Desolate Strength that came towards the face was about dozens of times stronger than before.
The Desolate Strength that filled the air penetrated all the way into Jia Lie Jun's body. Under this erosion, the clothes on Jia Lie Jun's body also quickly began to fade, and finally began to show signs of withering and cracking, just like the barren earth.
"What a domineering Desolate Strength." Jia Lie Jun stretched out his palm, and the skin on his palm dried up a lot in an instant. If ordinary people encountered Desolate Strength, it might be very difficult, but for Jia Lie Jun, it was not a big problem.
"Swallow."
Jia Lie Jun's mind moved, and the tyrannical Devouring Power spread out, quickly wrapping around the Desolate Strength that invaded the body, and the withered palm returned to its original state in an instant.
"How is it possible? Desolate Strength is useless to him." Seeing Jia Lie Jun walking like flying, bursts of noise suddenly erupted from the surroundings, and their faces were full of disbelief. They really couldn't believe that Jia Lie Jun could resist the terrifying Desolate Strength.
Jia Lie Jun accelerated his pace, and in just ten seconds, he came under the boulder. The Desolate Strength that filled the place had reached a very terrifying level. If it weren't for the Devouring Ancestral Talisman in his body, he would have turned into a mummy.
Jia Lie Jun sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and used all his strength to practice Desolate Strength's exercises. Gray Desolate Strength poured into Jia Lie Jun's body in a steady stream. Jia Lie Jun's body also trembled slightly, and the gray Desolate Strength quickly spread towards Jia Lie Jun's body.
The gray color spread very quickly, and it spread to Jia Lie Jun's whole body in just a few seconds. His face showed some signs of chappedness, and the expressions of the surrounding Desolate Hall disciples changed drastically when they saw this. "Whoops", there was a burst of wind, and a figure appeared next to Jia Lie Jun in an instant. The old man's face was extremely old, and his face was covered with wrinkles. Moreover, his eyes were gray and had no pupils. He looked like he was blind.
Just as the old man was about to take Jia Lie Jun away from here, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Senior, my disciple can still persevere." The blind old man was startled when he heard the words, and then slowly retracted his steps. His gray eyes stared at the young figure under the boulder, and an inexplicable color appeared on his old face.
The vast and majestic gray energy, like a tide, surged crazily towards Jia Lie Jun's body. Wherever it passed, the meridians showed faint signs of withering. The destructive power of these Desolate Strength was really terrifying.
"Swallow it for me!"
While Jia Lie Jun was running Azure Dragon Transformation Art, it was urging Devouring Ancestral Talisman with all its strength. Wave after wave of unparalleled Devouring Power surged out, swallowing up all the Desolate Strength that poured into the body, and finally condensed towards the Dantian.
The blind old man stared at Jia Lie Jun with his gray eyes, and his tense body slowly relaxed. He could clearly feel that the powerful Desolate Strength was continuously pouring into Jia Lie Jun's body, and Jia Lie Jun did not show any discomfort at all.
"There seems to be something in his body that can resist Desolate Strength. At this speed, I am afraid that this kid will be able to condense Desolate Seed in less than half a day. This speed is much faster than Zhou Tong." The blind old man thought to himself. Although he could not see anything, the old man's perception was extremely sharp.
As more and more Desolate Strength pour into Jia Lie Jun's body, more and more Desolate Strength is accumulated in the Dantian.
"Give it to me." Jia Lie Jun made a secret with both hands, and the handprints changed rapidly. As soon as the handprints fell, the accumulated Desolate Strength in the Dantian squirmed violently, and finally condensed into a gray bead the size of a fist. The moment the gray beads formed, waves of powerful energy surged out.
"This is Desolate Strength." Feeling the familiar energy fluctuations, everyone said in disbelief.