With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 865 - 622: Out-of-Body Soul, Enduring Intent, Opening the Altar!

Chapter 865: Chapter 622: Out-of-Body Soul, Enduring Intent, Opening the Altar!

Not considering the Tao Heart planting demons, he hasn’t practiced even one Divine Technique, pondering endlessly here is useless.

No matter how beautiful the thoughts are now, in the future, Principal Sui will completely dismiss these ideas of his.

At that time, it’ll be like a bucket of ice water poured on his head, heart-chilling to the core!

Better to focus on the current matters.

The cultivation of mental techniques is finished, there are still several hours until dawn.

Standing still is no longer enough, Meng Chuan decides to practice his fists again to avoid wasting time.

Without elemental energy in the Red Refining Banner, with a change in expression, he exited the flag.

Inside the attic, it is night.

Meng Chuan raises his arms, interlocks his five fingers, and the water from his kidneys gushes forth.

Water light ripples and flows in the darkness, the sound of rushing water can be heard.

As his intentions change, the swirling waters swirl around his fingers, the crescent-shaped water blade slicing through the Qi.

Enveloping his body, the aura surges with splendor.

The Fist Stance stretches out, a stream of water light cuts through the void, faintly forming into a clawed dragon head, dragon horns, dragon whiskers, and dragon scales vivid and lifelike.

His five fingers spread, channeling Qi blood, like the flourish of a dragon painter’s finishing touch, the Water Dragon King’s eyes glare and leap fiercely.

[Dragon King Disrupts the Seas: Mastery (99%) → Perfection (1%) waiting to break the limit]

[Limit Breaking Trait: Summon Rain (Intermediate)]

Meng Chuan controls the dragon head, gathering strength without unleashing it.

Otherwise, the sweep of the dragon’s body would not only destroy the attic but the entire villa in one strike.

After breaking three, his destructive power has increased exponentially, akin to a human cruise missile.

Even this ordinary fist skill, when wielded freely, can topple ordinary buildings due to the dispersed Qi Strength in between.

Hence, he can only practice like this, as an old man practicing Tai Chi in the park, focusing only on form without exerting power.

To freely practice martial arts indoors, only a treasure ground would suffice.

With limited conditions, he makes do for now.

Meng Chuan displays a solemn expression, focusing intently on his fist practice.

Maintaining the Fist Strength without letting it leave his body, integrating practice with control strength together.

After more than an hour, Meng Chuan waved his hand broadly, and the water dragon dissipated lavishly.

Transforming into a fine breeze that exits through the window, connecting back with the world’s Qi.

Meng Chuan stretches his muscles and bones, loosening his posture.

This period of practicing this fist skill can barely be considered a warm-up for the impending major plan.

"Start the final sprint, once this method breaks the limit, I can then advance Five Qi Chaoyuan."

By then, achieving a Tier Four Core, all seven characteristic traits will see substantial progress, with far-reaching effects.

Whether in the Five Elements Martial Theory or the natural mountains in the Inner Realm, great changes will accompany their birth.

At that point, Meng Chuan does not dare to promise he can cultivate the Xingyi Five Elements Divine Skills.

After all, his body has not undergone Gang Transformation.

But at the very least, should be able to attempt to integrate the Limit Breaking of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, the five self-created Five Elements Fist.

He had tried many times before, always a bit short.

This little bit, is short in martial theory.

Given his current martial arts theory, what True Skill or Fist Skill can stump him in the Five Elements Fist vein?

Yet this exactly means, once these five True Skill Fists integrate and are created, they will be extraordinary.

The Wang Wu Five Elements Fist, from his creation, a single inherited lineage, highly compatible.

By integrating again, even if not through-going, it stands shoulder to shoulder with the pinnacle of True Skill Fist [True Martial Demon Conquering Nine Forms].

Meng Chuan feels it, it must be the top among high-grade True Skill Fists, a method of integration that can break the limit of high-grade traits.

The power of high-grade traits shown to fullest.

[Thunder Fire Above] and the formidable Thunder Eye that broke the limit, since his Limit Breaking, thunder methods have leapt beyond the Five Elements to become the main attribute in battle today.

Currently, the inner thunder of the heart, supported by intent, has already increased to 35%.

Now, unless the surroundings are highly in tune with one of the Five Elements, it always ends up transforming to the thunder of the five essences.

Thus, Meng Chuan hopes that after future integration, he can create a trait similar to the Eye of the Five Elements, and empower his right eye...

On one hand, for symmetry between the eyes...

Secondly, the Five Elements remain his root.

Thunder transforming into the Five Elements, also allowing enjoying the augmentation of the heart’s thunder.

The Eye of the Five Elements increases the power of the Five Elements, paired with an environment attuned to one of the specifics of the Five Elements, providing various choices, allowing more freedom in facing opponents.

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On the attic roof, Meng Chuan sits cross-legged.

Looking down toward the time, there’s only an hour left until the twelve o’clock chimes strike.

Cutting off distractions, he sits cross-legged on the Team Divine Mat to meditate.

This item has not yet been eliminated, sitting on it precisely nourishes the spirit and calms the heart, suitable for the soul to exit.

On the panel:

[Flying Descent Technique: First Level (40%)]

Meng Chuan faces upward with all five hearts, a mystical air current enveloping his body, like adhering a layer of glue.

Seeping inside, infiltrating liver wood, in between breaths, the soul is drawn out.

In just a few breaths, Meng Chuan’s mind seeming splits in two.

One part resides within the body, still capable of controlling physical body to walk, sit and lie, with smooth thought process.

The other part, exists within the exited soul.

The experience is indescribably strange.

The out-of-body soul, he simply gave a designation—Soul Body.

At this moment, Meng Chuan feels incapable of controlling the Spiritual Power.

Every time the sea of consciousness rages, spiritual power through invisible threads all converges to the semi-formed soul body in midair.

He perceives, at any time, he can sever the connection between the soul and the sea of consciousness.

If so, the soul will quickly return to the body.

Continuing to supply Spiritual Power, slowly, as if a pair of invisible large hands, meld and shape, the soul body takes form, appearing behind Meng Chuan.

Until a particular moment, Meng Chuan’s perception feels as though it breaks a critical point.

Introspection of the self no longer limited to the physical shell.

He introspects, observing, as the detached fragment of mind moves under his control, the soul acts accordingly.

Woosh!

Woosh!

Where Meng Chuan’s soul passes, a chilling wind wafts.

Sweeping past the window eaves, a layer of thick, shiny frost forms in the corners.

For a while, the rooftop of the attic whirls with fierce winds, a continuous howl.