Chapter 129: A Surge in Cultivation (Two-in-One)

The oppressive weight of death and the possibility of failure ignited Jiang Ming’s potential to its absolute limit.

His mind raced at a speed of thirty quadrillion cycles per second.

He conceived a plan.

A massive hand obscured the sky, its palm prints crisscrossing to delineate the rules of a chessboard. Forces of suppression, imprisonment, destruction, and binding intertwined, effectively forming a world beneath it.

A world?

The best way to break through a world is to cleave it open.

"But I have only just mastered the fundamentals of the Path of Cleaving the Heavens!"

Jiang Ming’s thoughts spun wildly. With every flicker of a thought came billions of ideas.

The sword in his hand had long since vanished. He reached out, condensed his energy into a weapon, and manifested an axe.

"The Heaven-Cleaving Axe?"

On the spectator platform, Ran Xin’s brows twitched violently as she saw this. She knew well that in her own inner world, Jiang Ming had once manifested a giant wielding a massive axe, shattering the universe she had created and carving out a new one in its place. That memory had left an indelible mark upon her.

"The Heaven-Cleaving Intent... he truly mastered it?" Ran Xin looked on with a complex expression.

The power to cleave the heavens! It was renowned as the ultimate form of offense.

The giant axe was raised. The aura of heaven-cleaving permeated the air, while inside converged the power of worlds, boundless strength, spatial force, yin-yang energy, life-and-death essence, and piercing potential. At this moment, these forces collided violently before crudely fusing together, linked by his true energy.

The fusion was simple and rough.

Yet, it instantly erupted with an aura of total annihilation—a sharpness capable of shattering and destroying everything, causing Shi Lei, who was struggling to maintain the Hand of Heaven, to turn deathly pale.

"This strike... it’s terrifying!" His heart hammered. "Under my pressure, he realized a peerless technique?"

The palm continued to descend. It appeared slow, but in reality, it was fast to an extreme.

At this instant, the giant axe swung down.

*Boom...*

With a force that split the heavens and shattered space-time, the massive hand was halted for a split second before being cleaved apart. The torrent of destruction caused the arena to warp violently, spawning thousands of cracks.

Space itself was breaking.

Looking at Shi Lei: as the Hand of Heaven was split, he, already weakened, was shredded by the destructive force and died on the spot, leaving no trace behind.

On the spectator platform:

"I was actually killed?" A resurrected Shi Lei looked on in disbelief. "Not only did he break my third secret art, he counter-killed me?" His face was full of shock.

"Unbelievable!" Fang Qinghan remarked. "That axe strike was too terrifying. If I were facing it, I would have perished as well. It was the ultimate destructive power, like the creation and destruction of the world, pulverizing every obstacle in its path. It ended everything, buried everything. Truly terrifying."

Ye Bai and the others were equally stunned. They had all faced Shi Lei; his standard techniques were already invincible, and once his supreme secret art was deployed, who could rival him? Yet today, he had been blocked, even without needing to reveal his hidden third secret art.

"If I hadn't sensed the pressure of death and triggered my potential to realize that strike, I would have been crushed by Brother Shi," Jiang Ming said upon his return.

"In that final blow, if you had just blocked it, you would have undoubtedly lost, as my power was exhausted," Shi Lei admitted. "Who knew you would counter-kill me? The Supreme Bone, claimed to be invincible at the same level and destined for martial supremacy, was defeated by you. My Supreme Bone... it seems I am not worthy of the name." His face was bitter. This battle had shattered the arrogance in his bones.

"Before the Grand Exam, which one of us wasn't full of confidence? But what was the result?" Fang Qinghan sighed. "I was defeated by both of you in succession." He felt a sense of resentment, yet he also admired their strength.

"I am the only one who fell out of the top ten!" Luo Qingchen was the most dejected. She had been defeated by Ji Junning. For her, this was a massive blow. The Immortal Spirit Physique—a constitution claimed to be even more terrifying than the Innate Dao Physique—had proven so mediocre. It was not that the talent wasn't strong, but that she herself was too weak.

Nine more matches followed. By noon, the Grand Exam officially concluded.

Jiang Ming and the others were teleported above the combat arena, and to the sound of the host's impassioned voice, the event reached its final curtain call.

Top ten: Jiang Ming, Shi Lei, Fang Qinghan, Chen Bei, Luo Feng, Ye Bai, Jun Qiye, Wang Qiutong, Li Ping'an, Ji Junning.

The bottom ten: Luo Qingchen, Yang Jian, Bai Bing, Ran Xin, Zhou Tian, Yi Tianyan, Tang Sanhammer, Liu Ruyan, Ren Tianxing, Yan Jiu.

The final rewards left everyone moved. Everyone could join the Heavenly Martial Saint Academy—in fact, the top one hundred could. Additionally, a special secret realm was opened for the top twenty to enter together. This was a collective reward.

The individual rewards were even more generous.

First place: A chance to comprehend the 'Heart of the Universe,' a bonus of 100 billion in funding, and a 90% discount on purchasing authentic secret techniques, weapons, and more on the Heavenly Martial Saint Network.

Second place: 90 billion. And so on, down to the tenth place with 10 billion.

Eleventh to twentieth place: 5 billion each. The remaining eighty: 1 billion each.

The announcement of these rewards caused a sensation throughout the Federation.

"Forget everything else, the first place prize of 100 billion, plus the 90% discount, is equivalent to a trillion!"

"A trillion? My god, that's too much!"

"Even the hundredth place gets 10 billion—that's heaven-defying."

"Good grief, one exam and they're rich! That's it, starting from tomorrow—no, from now—I'm going to supervise my kid's cultivation. If they don't work hard? They're getting the belt!"

"The belt? Useless. Better use a spiked club!"

"A spiked club works! If they don't listen, hit them. Even if they get crippled, it can be healed, no worries!"

That day, countless parents resolved to monitor their children's cultivation. In the coming days, one could only imagine how many youths would be wailing.

In reality, Jiang Ming returned and received many personal notifications, such as reporting to the Heavenly Martial Saint Academy tomorrow, undergoing special training for the next month, and the opening of the secret realm a month later.

"Congratulations to the top scholar on your return!" As he opened the door, Lan Xin shouted.

"Scatter the flowers!" Long Aotian waved his hand, and a sky full of petals fell. Qiang Jiu also tossed down many petals.

"Warm welcome!" Qin Zhiyan cheered.

"Haha, welcome back, top scholar!" Old Tang laughed. Instructor Yu was also beaming. They were genuinely happy. Five candidates, all in the top one hundred, all accepted by the Saint Academy—to them, this was supreme glory.

The celebration began in the courtyard.

"Tomorrow you enter the Academy. Ignore everything else; there's no need for social entanglements. Just bury yourself in cultivation. For us martial artists, nothing is more important than strength," Old Tang urged. "If there's a real problem, report it directly to the academy; someone will handle it."

"Don't forget us. Tianzhong Province will always be your firmest backing!" Instructor Yu added.

The group listened silently. In the evening, two people appeared outside the courtyard: Qin Yi and an elderly man.

"Qin Zhiyan, this is the Second Elder of our Qin family, your great-grandfather, Qin Erhu," Qin Yi introduced expressionlessly. "Why haven't you paid respects to your great-grandfather yet?"

"He is your great-grandfather, not mine. If I truly had a great-grandfather who knew what I've endured all these years, he would have died of shame long ago. He would have no face to appear before me," Qin Zhiyan said coldly.

Jiang Ming stood with his fists clenched. Long Aotian, Lan Xin, and Qiang Jiu watched with indifference. Old Tang and Instructor Yu stood to the side.

"Insolent!" Qin Erhu’s eyes flashed with anger. "Whether you admit it or not, you are of the Qin family bloodline. Now, I give you a chance: return to the clan and acknowledge your ancestors!"

"Get lost!" Qin Zhiyan shouted in anger.

"You wretch!" Qin Erhu raised his hand, his power surging.

"You dog, daring to intrude on our property and insult our squad leader—you're looking for death!" Jiang Ming reached out, a long sword condensed, and he slashed down toward the man.

The *Peerless Sword*. It cleaved the heavens and split the earth.

"Audacious!" Qin Erhu was shocked and hurriedly tried to defend, but he was struck by the sword and sent flying, blood spraying across the sky. He stumbled upon landing, nearly falling.

"What a Qin Erhu of the Qin family, daring to strike within the Academy! Who gave you the guts!" Old Tang roared.

"The Qin family is truly lawless, holding the Academy in contempt! The Grand Exam has just finished, and you dare to strike a student who placed in the top hundred, and even the Martial Top Scholar? What is this, are you trying to betray the Federation?" Instructor Yu raised the stakes even higher.

*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...*

In the blink of an eye, figures arrived. Among them was Shi Lei, who, seeing the situation, immediately stood on Jiang Ming's side.

Two more figures arrived, stepping through the air. Upon arrival, their powerful auras poured down, as if freezing the surroundings. One of them pointed into the void, and an image appeared—the exact scene that had just occurred.

"A wretch?" The man’s expression turned cold. "To insult our students within our Academy... you truly have guts!"

*Clatter...*

The next moment, he flicked his wrist, and a chain suddenly struck out. Qin Erhu’s face changed wildly; he wanted to resist but was forced to hold back, being bound by the chain, his cultivation sealed.

"As long as you do not violate Federation law, no one in the Academy or the Federation can bully you!" The man nodded at Jiang Ming, dragged Qin Erhu away, and left rapidly.

The crowd broke into applause.

"As expected of the Saint Academy, so heartwarming," Lan Xin smiled. "Zhiyan, you don't have to be afraid anymore!"

"Right, you have us!" Long Aotian patted his chest.

"And us!" Wang Qiutong walked over.

"Thank you!" Qin Zhiyan’s eyes reddened. She was truly touched. Qin Yi had already slunk away. Tang Sanhammer, who had arrived quietly, also left in silence.

"Well done!" Instructor Yu patted Jiang Ming on the shoulder. "We don't look for trouble, but we don't fear it. If you encounter this again, just fight." Old Tang nodded. The crowd gradually dispersed.

The next day, under the guidance of Old Tang and the instructor, they entered the Academy gates.

"Brother Jiang, I’m envious of you. Sigh, why didn't I work harder? If I had continued to develop my True Dragon bloodline, I might have had a chance to break into the top twenty. What a pity; I truly regret it!" Long Aotian sighed. Qiang Jiu showed a hint of dejection.

"We enjoyed a happy childhood and student life; eventually, we have to pay a price," Lan Xin smiled, then cheered up. "We aren't worse than them. Let's work hard from now on, catch up to them, and then surpass them!"

"Mm!" Qin Zhiyan nodded fiercely.

"For us, this is just a starting point. The road ahead is long. Walk well, walk steadily, and strive to reach the peak of martial arts!" Jiang Ming encouraged. "The martial path is long; I hope we can move forward hand in hand!"

"Well said, Brother Jiang. This is just the beginning. The future is long," Shi Lei walked over. "I hope we can move forward together and scale the peak of martial arts!" Ye Bai and the others gathered around.

Eventually, they parted ways. The bottom eighty candidates were taken elsewhere. Jiang Ming and the others were led into a grand hall. There were several people present, with two standing at the front. One was the Dean, Hong Xuanji, who had once transformed into a hundred-foot giant.

"Welcome to the Heavenly Martial Saint Academy." Hong Xuanji was extremely imposing, but he smiled slightly, giving off a sense of approachability. "Joining the Academy means you have a bright future and have truly stepped into the introductory stage of martial arts. Once you have finished your consolidation, your next step will be to head to the Myriad Worlds Battlefield!"

"Next, you have one month to cultivate here!"

"The vast majority of the Academy’s library is open to you."

"Your personal accounts have been activated. You can log into the school network to see what you need to buy. Remember, the 90% discount is a one-time opportunity. Be cautious when purchasing."

"A month later, you will enter a secret realm specifically crafted for you. That will be the place for your consolidation, and also a glimpse into the cruelty of the future battlefield."

"Student Jiang, for winning the title of Top Scholar, there is a special reward. Don't forget to find me after a month of cultivation."

"Remember, I won't wait if you're late!" Hong Xuanji nodded at Jiang Ming and pointed to the person beside him. "This is the Chief Instructor of the Academy, Qian Yuan. If you have any questions in the next month, you can ask him. Remember, anything."

He did not linger, leaving immediately after his instructions.

"Students, follow me!" Qian Yuan clapped his hands and began to walk forward. The group followed. They passed through a door deep in the hall, and as they stepped through, the world shifted.

Once he stood steady, Jiang Ming realized they were in a vast valley. In the distance, waterfalls cascaded with a thundering sound. A gentle breeze blew, streams bubbled, bamboo swayed, and birds chirped. There was a thin mist covering the mountains. Jiang Ming reached out and condensed the mist; it turned into Heaven and Earth Essence Liquid.

"The mist is pure energy!" Wang Qiutong was surprised, then felt it was only natural. "This must be a specially opened grotto-heaven; naturally, it’s a sacred place for cultivation. Over there is..." Her gaze sharpened as she looked at a cliff in the distance.

The entire side of the cliff had been carved into bookshelves. A glance revealed the rock wall was at least a thousand meters long and hundreds of meters high, filled with densely packed books.

"This is a dedicated cultivation site, specifically built for you!" Qian Yuan explained, pointing to the wall. "That is one of the Academy's foundations, containing most of the Federation's cultivation methods, various secret arts, rumors, and information about the Myriad Worlds Battlefield. You may browse at will!"

"The concentration of energy here is extremely high, and it is supplied in unlimited quantities. You may cultivate freely!"

"Additionally, we provide nutrient-rich food to assist in body tempering!"

"The area is also filled with a meditative Dao resonance, allowing you to easily enter deep levels of cultivation."

"There are also twenty residences; you may choose one at will. Each courtyard has a smart watch and phone, specially made by the Academy—built for durability and shock resistance! After claiming them, log into your personal account and select what you want to buy."

"Of course, the best reward is the Enlightenment Stele specifically crafted for each of you! This kind of reward is priceless, even with a trillion, that is the most precious reward."

"Only because your batch is too monstrous are we sparing no effort to cultivate you!"

"In the mountains outside the valley, you can train as you please—don't worry about causing damage!"

"If you have any questions regarding life or cultivation, you can ask me!"

"Alright, do as you please!"

With that, Qian Yuan disappeared without a trace, reappearing on the northern cliff, where he sat cross-legged.

"This..." Jiang Ming was shocked. "Eighth stage? Beyond the eighth stage!"

"Definitely a being beyond the eighth stage," Shi Lei said with a grave tone.

"The lowest cultivation of an Academy instructor is the seventh stage, and many are at the eighth. If he weren't above the eighth, how could he command respect as the Chief Instructor?" Fang Qinghan agreed. "There's only one month. Everyone, don't waste it."

He dashed off toward the residential area. There were twenty small courtyards, all similar, and each chose one. Each was a two-story loft, very exquisite. After Jiang Ming entered, the smart system activated; without his permission, no one could enter.

In the room, he found the watch and phone. After authenticating and logging in, he began to browse. The room was well-equipped, with a computer, projector, and a training room. After a quick look, he walked out.

"Brother Jiang, want to check out where the food is?" Ji Junning wasn't focused on the living quarters either. She was walking out, and her room was right next to Jiang Ming’s. Seeing him, she pointed toward the foot of the cliff in the distance.

"Alright!" Jiang Ming nodded.

They walked together, chatting simply.

"Wait for me!" Ran Xin chased after them, leaping to their side. She hummed, "Student Jiang, you scared me into having trauma, you have to compensate me."

"Scared into trauma?" Jiang Ming said oddly. "You’re the one who scares others, aren't you!"

"Tell me, who have I scared? You, on the other hand, destroyed my inner world. I still have trauma and have nightmares often." Ran Xin blinked. "To compensate me, you have to protect me when we enter the secret realm."

"We’re entering the same world?" Jiang Ming asked curiously.

"Don't you know?" Ran Xin was even more surprised. Seeing Jiang Ming shake his head, she pouted. "You really do ignore the world outside and focus only on cultivation. The personal notification says the twenty of us will enter the same world. It’s simple: they want us to coordinate, become familiar with each other, and learn to trust each other with our backs, preparing us for the Myriad Worlds Battlefield."

"So that's how it is!" Jiang Ming realized. "I know the Academy offers four years of study; do we have to go so soon?"

"That’s for previous students; most were fourth stage, and very few were fifth. But us? Most are fifth, even sixth. Once we enter the secret realm and digest this consolidation, everyone will basically be at the sixth stage, and reaching the seventh or eighth is possible. Tell me, what's the point of staying in school?"

"Makes sense!" Jiang Ming nodded.

No matter how great the Academy is, it's still a place for learning. Once the cultivation is sufficient, basic preparations are enough.

"The Myriad Worlds Battlefield is cruel and very strange, with many experts and countless geniuses. Before I returned, a genius from the Multi-Armed Clan comparable to a Saint Physique was slain, causing a huge stir," Ji Junning said solemnly. "We must make good use of the next month, and the secret realm after, to improve and arm ourselves." Her words carried weight.

"The Myriad Worlds Battlefield..." Ran Xin said complexly. "I’m scared, but I also yearn for it. Although the school doesn't force us, if we don't go, we’ll likely be left behind by you all. But if we go... sometimes I’m lost. Is all this fighting just to go and die?"

"Some things have to be done. If you don't go, and I don't go, where would the stability and quiet life of Blue Star come from?" Jiang Ming countered. "But if you truly feel unwell, don't force it, or it will only increase casualties."

"Brother Jiang is right!" Ji Junning looked at Jiang Ming with appreciation, then turned to Ran Xin, saying seriously, "After the secret realm, you must think it over carefully. The Myriad Worlds Battlefield is a place of blood, slaughter, and cold cruelty. If you feel you aren't suited, don't go. Otherwise, you’ll not only put yourself in danger but also implicate those around you. Also, the secret realm trip is likely intended to help us form small teams. Two minds are better than one, and three make a group."

"Sister Ji, I’ll remember!" Clearly, Ran Xin took it to heart.

The canteen was ahead, large enough for forty or fifty people to eat at once. Robots were flying about, placing rows of food down. There were labels nearby.

"Brother Jiang, Sister Ji, Student Ran, come quickly, it's all delicious!" Li Ping'an had already arrived, holding a large pork knuckle. "This is a Flame Pig knuckle, an actual monster! I didn't expect it to be food here, and it’s cooked so well. One bite and I almost ate my own tongue. It contains immense blood-energy. With this monster meat, the path of body tempering will definitely progress by leaps and bounds."

"There are also various spiritual fruits, vegetables, and more!"

"Too extravagant!"

"If I ate a meal like this outside, it wouldn't cost less than ten million credits."

"Come, come, it's all buffet, help yourself!"

"You can also order food, and it arrives quickly."

"It's so tasty!" Li Ping'an greeted them while exclaiming in amazement.

"Then I must try it!" Jiang Ming’s appetite was whetted. Ran Xin and Ji Junning couldn't resist either. The three of them took large plates of food and began to feast. Li Ping'an and Jiang Ming, in particular, were voracious eaters, gulping down meat and soup; in no time, a pile of bones sat before them.

"Gluttons!" Ran Xin clicked her tongue.

"Able to eat, how enviable!" Ji Junning remarked. "This is monster meat, containing immense blood-energy. That they can eat so much shows their bodies are incredibly strong, and their digestion is powerful; their improvement will surely be fast."

"Following the path of body tempering, the fear is always a lack of supplements," Li Ping'an laughed. Jiang Ming agreed wholeheartedly.

After eating, they left the restaurant and came to another area. Here was a field of stone steles, each emanating a special Dao resonance. Shi Lei was sitting cross-legged in front of a stele, carving a strange character for 'Bone' into it. Jiang Ming took one look and vaguely seemed to see a giant hand, covering the sky and sun, crushing a world with a single palm.

He felt a chill run down his spine.

"Each person has an Enlightenment Stele—so that's what it means!" Jiang Ming was shocked.

He was truly surprised this time. Shi Lei's stele obviously contained the secret of his Supreme Bone evolving secret arts, or perhaps the secrets of developing the Supreme Bone and Supreme Body.

"Then, what about mine..." Jiang Ming felt a surge of eagerness. He looked at the steles one by one. One had a snowflake condensed on it, containing extreme ice intent—this must be Bai Bing's. Another had stars carved into it, exactly three hundred and sixty-five of them.

"Zhou Tian's?" Jiang Ming guessed.

One was eerie with ghost energy—likely Jun Qiye's. One had a tree—Tang Sanhammer was already sitting in front of it. He looked at them one by one. Each was unique and clearly corresponded to one person.

When he looked at one particular stele, he felt a sense of connection: *This one is mine!*

Jiang Ming immediately sat down. He didn't rush to comprehend the stele but closed his eyes, emptied his mind, and stabilized his emotions before looking at it.

There was a red dot on the stele. It was a drop of blood.

As he focused his intention, the scene exploded before his eyes, turning into a sea of blood, which then formed a massive human body.

"The Path of the Flesh!" Jiang Ming realized and quickly immersed himself in it.

For a long time, his consciousness divided: one part comprehending the stele, the other spreading out, manipulating various books from the shelves in the distance to float and flip through them rapidly.

Reading while comprehending. Here, there were many methods for condensing various battle bodies, as well as conjectures on genetic cultivation.

The stele also fundamentally dissected the path of strengthening the flesh, even manifesting the fundamental genes of the human body. Dominant genes, recessive genes.

At the same time, his body operated at high speed. His blood energy vibrated, roaring like a river, constantly climbing with every passing moment. It attracted a large amount of energy, which rushed over to form a vortex of mist outside his body, rotating as it was absorbed into his system. His figure became blurry and indistinct.

*Crack...*

From time to time, the sound of bones vibrating came from within Jiang Ming. His muscles rippled, his internal organs strengthened, his skeleton reorganized.

Suddenly, Jiang Ming stood up, walked to the kitchen in a daze, and feasted until he was completely full, then returned to sit before the stele to continue his meditation.

Every three hours, he would eat a massive meal. The reading of books never stopped.

Days passed. Jiang Ming’s state had long been noticed.

"This guy is still immersed in cultivation!" Ye Bai was numb. "Ten days, ten whole days, even eating is an unconscious habit!"

"He’s going to defy the heavens!" Li Ping'an clicked his tongue. "His blood energy has increased several times over. Is he really going to develop the mortal body to its absolute limit? What level will that reach?"

"No matter how strong, he can't compare to you and me!" Ye Bai said gloomily.

"Not necessarily!" Li Ping'an shook his head. "Developing the mortal body to the limit, according to records, creates the Mortal Dao Physique. Genetically speaking, it means developing all recessive genes. Although there is no special ability, the strength will be extreme."

"Although you and I have special physiques, born innately with terrifying power and infinite potential, there is a prerequisite: we must develop the potential of the Tyrant Body or the Saint Body. Otherwise, we are just guarding a treasure mountain and failing to use it!"

"And another thing, we are all human; we also have countless recessive genes that need to be developed, but can we do it? Even the Tyrant Body struggles to reach the limit of its current stage, let alone develop hidden abilities!"

"Compared to Brother Jiang, you and I are far behind!"

"If this retreat doesn't further tap into our physical potential, perhaps we will be surpassed by him in the path of body tempering."

"Surpassed in base strength!" Li Ping'an felt deeply complicated.

"Then hurry up and cultivate!" Shi Lei looked over. "Brother Jiang’s talent is peerless, yet he still doesn't waste a single second. What about you two? If you keep sighing like this, Saint Body? Tyrant Body? They will become useless bodies!"

Ye Bai and Li Ping'an blushed.

Just then, Jiang Ming looked over, hesitating. "Everyone, could you lend me a drop of blood?"

"Sure!" Shi Lei didn't hesitate, forced a drop of blood from his fingertip, and tossed it over. Jiang Ming caught it. The heaviness of that single drop surprised him. It was at least ten pounds heavy. At the same time, it contained terrifying power.

"Brother Jiang, here!" Ye Bai didn't hesitate. Li Ping'an also acted immediately. Fang Qinghan, Luo Feng, Chen Bei, and even Wang Qiutong and Luo Qingchen all gave him a drop of blood.

Only one person didn't. Tang Sanhammer. He looked over with a complex expression. In his heart, there was anger, hatred, and rage, but also admiration. Tang Sanhammer continued to cultivate and did not communicate with anyone, as he had long since been ostracized.

"I won't say polite words!" Jiang Ming cupped his hands to the group and returned to his cultivation. He dissected the genetic uniqueness and hidden power within each person's blood. In the end, he swallowed them all to refine them.

Another ten days passed.

*Boom...*

A terrifying wave surged from Jiang Ming. Surging blood energy formed a vision of a sea of blood above his head. The violent aura swept through the entire valley. Even with the protective power surrounding each Enlightenment Stele, this vision shocked everyone. Even the Chief Instructor, Qian Yuan, looked over.

"This kid’s comprehension is heaven-defying. Can he really develop the mortal body to the limit?"

"The current situation is that he’s realized some kind of battle body!"

"General battle bodies want to reach the mortal limit? It’s impossible!"

"I wonder how far he can go?"

"Six-turn mortal body, the limit of potential. Once fully excavated, it will be no weaker than the Tyrant Body or Saint Body..."

"Even I didn't achieve that back in the day!"

"No, basically no one has. Without turning into Jade Bone, the mortal body can never reach the limit!"

Qian Yuan looked at Jiang Ming with anticipation.