Free Web NovelChapter 150: Chapter 149: [Demon Body], Infinite Mustard Seed, Formless Walking
"CRACK! CRACK—"
A scalp-numbing sound of grinding bones emanated from Fu Juemin.
Dark cyan veins, as thick as a little finger, bulged and twisted across the surface of his skin one after another.
His once handsome face gradually contorted, and savage lines crept across his brow. Deep within Fu Juemin’s clear, mirror-like eyes, it was as if something was rapidly shattering!
"HUFF— HSSS—"
Fu Juemin’s breathing grew heavy, his exhalations forming a scorching wind. The mottled, dark red rust-like patterns on his body continued to spread and thicken, and his frame swelled erratically.
It was clear he was struggling to restrain and control this transformation, as if trying to tame terrifying monsters scrambling to crawl out of his body!
Ever since Fu Juemin had tried activating three Talents at once and inadvertently unlocked the Demon Martial Dao, he had wanted to know what level his current strength was at.
But Big Cat and Kitty by his side were only at the Tongxuan level and were no match for him to test his limits.
Now, Li Tong in his prime... was perfect.
When Fu Juemin finally stabilized his state, barely managing to keep the activation of his three Talents—Copper Hide, Soft Bone, and Meat Mountain—at a critical point he could just barely control, he raised his head and looked at Li Tong.
At this moment, his eyes were completely ink-black. His body had swelled to over two meters tall, and his frame, covered in dark red rust patterns, looked somewhat bloated and grotesque, yet it exuded an intensely powerful, inhumanly tyrannical, and demonic aura.
A miasma, seemingly tangible, seeped out in wisps from every pore of his body.
"You have Fallen into Demon?"
Li Tong looked at Fu Juemin, his brow slightly furrowed, but he immediately dismissed the idea. "With your level of strength, you should be far from reaching that stage..."
"Uncle Tong."
A smile appeared on Fu Juemin’s face, which, combined with his current appearance, looked exceptionally savage and demonic.
His voice had also become incomparably hoarse and deep, like two rusty pieces of copper scraping against each other in his throat.
"A thousand people have a thousand skills and a thousand forms. This is my Talent.
No need... to be alarmed."
"Oh?"
Li Tong’s eyelids lifted slightly as he scrutinized him.
Fu Juemin tilted his head and suddenly broke into a wide grin.
The next second—
BOOM! With a tremendous roar, the floorboards and the stone foundation beneath where Fu Juemin stood exploded.
Countless splinters of stone and wood shot out in all directions like arrows. A cloud of dust billowed up, but before it could fully disperse, it was swept up by a massive body surging toward Li Tong like a tidal wave.
"Covering Sea!"
In this state, which he had named Demon Body, activating Covering Sea again instantly shattered the final barrier that had separated him from fully comprehending the Sea Covering Seal!
On a demonic, monstrous palm, a Five-Ring Black Moon rose in unison, carrying an indescribably terrifying wind pressure as it slammed down viciously toward the top of Li Tong’s head.
"ROAR—"
A sharp shriek, like the cry of a dragon and the trumpet of an elephant, echoed through the spacious training hall.
"BANG!"
Two fleshy palms, far larger than a normal person’s, collided without any flair, directly erupting with a tangible, visible shockwave of air.
"CRACK, CRACKLE—"
The ground beneath Li Tong’s feet, in a radius of several feet, instantly shattered and exploded!
His entire body sank abruptly.
However, he then slowly, bit by bit, pushed himself back up, until he sent Fu Juemin, who was pressing down like a demonic cloud, flying back with the rebound.
Li Tong straightened up, casually dusted himself off, and spoke calmly, "This... is the true Covering Sea."
"Bengshan!"
Before his words had even faded, Fu Juemin had already closed the distance again.
The same thin barrier was shattered. The fully comprehended Mountain Shattering Seal, when executed by Fu Juemin this time, no longer stirred up a rushing torrent of air. Instead, the depths of his palm seemed to transform into a black hole, madly devouring the surrounding air and light, emitting terrifying, heart-pounding fluctuations!
Yet, Li Tong did not dodge. He simply narrowed his eyes slightly, then casually raised a palm toward the direction of Fu Juemin’s charge.
A strange sound, like the toll of a temple bell at dusk and dawn, rippled through the training hall. In Li Tong’s palm, a transparent, formless ball of air seemed to detonate silently—
"BOOM!"
Fu Juemin’s massive, two-meter-plus tall figure was sent flying backward.
"This is the true Bengshan..."
Li Tong began to speak slowly, but before he could finish, his pupils suddenly contracted.
He saw Fu Juemin, who he had just sent flying with a palm strike, now hurtling back toward him at an even more incredible speed.
Accompanied by a loud laugh tinged with excitement and a hint of madness.
"I get it! I get it! Uncle Tong, I see it all clearly now!—"
"I’ve comprehended it!!"
"BOOM—"
A tiny "air-blast mushroom cloud" exploded in the center of the room. Li Tong’s figure shot back out of it, followed closely by a pair of huge hands that emerged from the dust, brutally tearing through the wall of air with a savage grin as he charged once more.
Fu Juemin attacked relentlessly, alternating between the Sea Covering and Bengshan seals with his palms.
From time to time, he would use his arm as a saber, executing one Glazed Pure Radiance Slash after another. There was none of the pure clarity of the Pure Light Saber Technique; instead, he brutally carved tangible, distorted ripples in the air, slashing down at Li Tong like blades of air.
The battle seemed to have regressed to its beginning—Fu Juemin was once again "suppressing" Li Tong with a storm of relentless attacks.
In truth, his state was very unstable. The longer it dragged on, the more the fragile, thread-like balance between the three Talents he was struggling to maintain began to waver.
Strange bulges had already begun to appear on Fu Juemin’s body, a sign that the balance was about to break.
But he paid it no mind. The fervor in his eyes intensified, his Demon Blood boiled, and the ink-black of his pupils congealed like Demon Fire. Only one thought remained in his mind—’Take him down! Take down the man before me!’
In his eyes, Li Tong was like a wall, an insurmountable one. He was trying with all his might to shatter it, but no matter how hard he tried, he could only force it back, never make it collapse.
Just as Fu Juemin gritted his teeth, preparing to make one last attempt in the final moments before his three Talents spun out of control.
Suddenly, Li Tong stopped.
Then he abruptly formed a seal with one hand and struck out with a simple palm.
Fu Juemin’s pupils constricted violently.
This palm strike was neither Covering Sea nor Bengshan, yet it was clearly superior to both.
In a daze, he seemed to see a boundless, vast ocean. Then, this aura—as profound as the sea and seemingly vast enough to encompass heaven and earth—suddenly condensed between Li Tong’s fingers and palm, landing on his chest as gently as a speck of dust!
"BOOM—"
With a muffled thud, Fu Juemin was sent flying backward at an unprecedented speed, traversing nearly half the training ground before crashing heavily back to the spot where he had first stood.
His massive, two-meter-plus body shrank back down, and his three Talents naturally receded. Fu Juemin returned to his original handsome, slender form. All the previous madness and agitation vanished, and clarity returned to his eyes.
The celestial light from the domed ceiling spilled down on him. He lay sprawled on the cold floor in the shape of a star, his gaze fixed on the opening where the light poured through, as if he had suddenly become lost in a trance.
The sound of calm, steady footsteps approached from a distance.
"Did you see it clearly?"
Li Tong stood beside him, his tone calm as he spoke.
"The Infinite Seal Technique..."
Fu Juemin murmured, the light slowly returning to his eyes. "And... the Jiezhi Seal Technique?"
Li Tong didn’t speak, which was a tacit admission.
Fu Juemin came fully to his senses and slowly pushed himself up, wincing. Looking at Li Tong, he complained with a wry smile, "Uncle Tong, you nearly beat me to death."
Li Tong shook his head. "You were the one who was more ruthless."
Fu Juemin laughed, then his expression turned serious. "Uncle Tong, did you come today specifically to teach me these two Seal Techniques?
What’s wrong? Are you leaving, Uncle Tong?"
It was no wonder Fu Juemin had such a suspicion. The Infinite Seal and the Jiezhi Seal were advanced Seal Techniques of the Covering Sea and Bengshan Seals, which one was normally only qualified to comprehend after achieving the Great Success of Dragon Elephant.
Li Tong teaching him ahead of schedule naturally gave Fu Juemin the feeling that—if he didn’t teach it now, he feared there would be no chance to teach it in the future.
He had only asked casually, not expecting Li Tong to actually nod.
"I discovered a Formless Talisman in Shenghai. Someone from the Formless Sect must have found me."
Li Tong’s tone was placid, as if he were discussing a matter that had nothing to do with him. "I’m going to go take care of it. If things go smoothly, we will have a chance to meet again.
If not..."
He didn’t finish the sentence.
After hearing this, Fu Juemin couldn’t help but frown deeply.
"Isn’t the Formless Sect your sect, Uncle Tong? From the way you say it, it sounds like there’s some deep-seated hatred between you."
Li Tong said calmly, "The Formless Sect has a tradition. If the most outstanding disciple of the current generation wishes to venture out into the world, they must defeat the ’Formless Walking’ of the previous generation.
In every era, only one ’Formless Walking’ is permitted to exist in the Martial Arts world.
That’s how I came to be in this position.
As you know, sometimes, to lose... is to die."
Formless Walking?!
Fu Juemin was stunned, and his first reaction was to shake his head. "What kind of stupid rule is that?
No wonder your Formless Sect gets weaker with each generation...
Encouraging disciples to kill each other... Uncle Tong, are you sure you didn’t join some demonic sect?"
"That’s why I don’t want you to get involved."
Li Tong left him with that sentence and said no more, walking straight out of the training hall.
He must have been determined to have this fight with Fu Juemin before he arrived, as he had even prepared a spare set of clothes in advance, leaving Fu Juemin sitting naked in the training hall.
Fu Juemin watched Li Tong’s back disappear, his brow tightly furrowed.
Of course he didn’t want anything to happen to Li Tong, but Li Tong’s strength was far superior to his own. If there was an opponent Li Tong couldn’t handle, there was no way he could.
’Maybe I could gather some men and have that current Formless Walking gunned down, but with Li Tong’s personality, he would never allow me to do that...’
Fu Juemin’s thoughts ran wild for a while, but he couldn’t come up with a suitable, reliable solution. He could only put the problem aside for now and return his focus to his earlier battle with Li Tong.
’At its current stage, the Demon Body form should be enough for me to contend with an average Gratitude Sensing Realm expert.’
’The only problem is that this state is too unstable, and I can’t maintain it for long...’
Fu Juemin’s eyes flickered as he summarized to himself, ’If I get to the Entry Level of the Five Beasts Skill, my control over my body should improve, and the situation should get better. If that’s still not enough, I’ll just add some points...’
After this battle, Fu Juemin felt more and more that the Demon Martial Dao had great potential.
He was only activating three Talents at once right now; the Demon Magic Dharma Form in his mind hadn’t even formed an outline yet.
In the future, when he could fuse four Talents, five Talents... or even more, and his Demon Magic Dharma Form reached Great Success, he would surely reach a level that would shake the past and dazzle the present.
’This direction is definitely the right one...’
Fu Juemin stared at his character panel. He even had a hunch that the key to finally unlocking the Mana attribute—the one among his four Basic Attributes that hadn’t shown any activity so far—might just be this Demon Martial Dao he was currently exploring.
’Now that my Pharmacist Skill has reached Great Success, I can also start practicing the Five Aggregates Profound Slaughter Technique without restraint.’
’It would be best if I could absorb a few Demon Soul Seeds corresponding to the Five Poisonous Creatures. If I can gather the five great Demon Forms corresponding to the Five Poisonous Creatures, I estimate my strength will be terrifying even without activating the Demon Body...’
As Fu Juemin was thinking, someone silently walked up beside him.
The newcomer’s shadow blocked the celestial light above his head. He looked up and saw that it was Big Cat.
Fu Juemin was always unguarded around Big Cat. He lazily got up, took the fresh set of clothes that had been prepared for him, and put them on piece by piece.
"I have news to report, Young Master."
"Speak."
Fu Juemin said casually. He then heard Big Cat say in a completely toneless voice, "Zhao Tianpeng is about to be released from prison."
Fu Juemin’s movements as he dressed paused almost imperceptibly.
A moment later, his natural composure returned.
He slowly put on the neatly pressed clothes, methodically fastening each button.
"Oh?"
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[An absolutely invincible super-duper Chapter! I stayed up all night to write this, begging for monthly tickets, ORZ!]
