Chapter 143 - 125: Circulation Qi Body Divine Origin Skill

Chapter 143: Chapter 125: Circulation Qi Body Divine Origin Skill

Circulation Qi Body Divine Origin Skill.

In that memory, even with his immense talent, Zhang Ji had spent a full three hundred years harmonizing and unifying numerous methods to create this martial art.

It was an incredibly comprehensive combat art.

It was based on Yin and Yang, supplemented by the Five Elements, and integrated the multiple effects of Horizontal Training, vitality, digestion, Recovery, Control, circulation, potential, and airflow into one.

Once the Cultivation Technique was mastered, the primordial Qi would naturally form a Qi Body, which would draw upon Spirit particles and airflow to cover the entire body. This formed a constant defense, impervious to external evils and undisturbed by various forces.

It could also automatically perform Refinement on the essence-qi within the body and extract high-temperature energy from external sunlight to generate more primordial Qi. It was a self-sustaining cycle that accumulated life’s Origin Energy. If any damage was sustained, the primordial Qi could be used for rapid self-recovery.

The Qi Body could also form energy pathways, allowing for more convenient energy transmission.

Power flowed through the Qi Body, reaching any part of the body in an instant.

Now, Zhang Ji had walked a different path.

Not Spiritualization.

This path was called "Qi Body-ification."

It wasn’t a fusion of Spirit and physical particles. Instead, it was like a layer of primordial Qi clothing, tightly wrapped around and adhering to the particles of his body.

A blessing in disguise. This new path, while slightly weaker in terms of raw energy than the originally envisioned path of parallel Yin-Yang and Five Elements, was actually more perfect in every other aspect.

The purple flames of primordial Qi seemed tangible. This color was the result of the transformation born from the combination of Yin and Yang, supplemented by the Five Elements.

BOOM!

Fist met fist in a head-on collision.

RUMBLE!

Neither figure moved much.

Elaven’s Force Field evenly distributed and absorbed the power of Zhang Ji’s punch.

Zhang Ji’s Qi Body likewise dispersed the force, absorbing and redirecting it.

Instead, it was the lake water around them that violently erupted.

The violent aftershock spread out, creating a storm that kicked up massive waves.

"Now this is getting interesting!" Elaven grinned.

"It was just a small breakthrough," Zhang Ji replied with a smile of his own.

’The Saint King isn’t so untouchable after all,’ he thought. ’At this moment, at least, I can match him.’

"Mortals always mistake shedding their skin for evolution!"

BOOM!

Elaven threw another punch, his fist carrying immense power. A crimson light enveloped him, and a stream of red particles surged through the blood vessels of his entire arm.

This one punch was enough to shatter a mountain!

In response to this punch, Zhang Ji also threw a punch.

No need for whole-body force, no need to gather power.

In his Qi Body state, all the so-called techniques for increasing power output were discarded—or rather, they were all integrated into this new system.

Just as every move in the Spiritualization state was an absolute technique that gathered the full power of the body.

The Qi Body was also such an absolute technique!!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

In an instant, the two exchanged dozens of punches, perfectly matched. The lake churned as their two figures crashed into the water, which exploded in their wake. A tremendous sound echoed from the lakebed, and the nearby land couldn’t help but tremble.

...

"What’s happening?"

Nearby tourists felt the earth tremble and looked curiously toward the distant lake.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

A series of explosions erupted from beneath the water. The aftershocks caused the nearby ground to shake and crack.

The next moment, one red and one purple figure shot into the sky, clashing as they fell back to earth and slammed into the ground, creating a huge ring of destruction.

...

「Meanwhile, in the Dragon Country’s Capital City.」

After Elaven arrived at the Saint Palace and began causing destruction, Liu Hetong and the others had immediately taken emergency measures to gather information.

Now, they were finally seeing the destruction at Gesite Lake via satellite.

"The Saint is fighting someone?"

"Who’s his opponent? Who can fight a Saint?"

The satellite image zoomed in, becoming clearer as an AI enhanced and reconstructed it.

Then, they saw the two figures in the delayed image feed.

And... the trail of destruction they left behind.

"Which one is the Saint?"

They couldn’t tell.

All they could see was the constantly ravaged environment and two figures, one red and one purple, clashing relentlessly.

The satellite’s view focused on a mark of destruction on the ground.

A massive crater, as if left by a meteorite.

At least a hundred meters in diameter.

And craters like this were common in the surrounding area.

A single exchange between those two could cause such devastation.

In the forest, a trench several kilometers long; by the lakeside, a new stream and waterfall that had been smashed into existence...

"Is this really something a human can do?"

This wasn’t the first time they had asked that question.

They had wondered the same thing when Zhang Ji challenged an entire nation by himself.

And now, they were even more bewildered.

Could such beings still be called human?

"What if the Saint loses?" someone suddenly asked.

It was something that shouldn’t have been said aloud.

But the shock he felt was so great that the words slipped out.

However, under the circumstances, most of the people in the room had no desire to hold him accountable for his slip of the tongue.

"Perhaps... we’ll just have to get another Sovereign," someone replied.

It was utterly ironic.

How could the Sovereign of such a massive country be replaced so frequently?

But this was the reality they had to face.

Because they were powerless against such superhumans.

Faced with their rule, they could only choose to endure it.

At most, they could try to negotiate on certain matters, trying to reach a level they could accept.

...

BAM!

Elaven was sent flying by Zhang Ji’s kick into a hill. The violent force sent his body smashing through dirt and rock. He used his Force Field to distribute the impact, creating a ring-shaped crater over a hundred meters wide where he landed.

"Qi Body Wind God Kick! Now that’s what I’m talking about!" Zhang Ji said, the corner of his mouth twitching into a smirk.

That kick was the power of his physical body, the power of primordial Qi, and the power of airflow.

The technique was about the same as before, but the might it unleashed was on a completely different level.

Elaven stood up from the crater, the furnace in his chest growing hotter.

Around him, the dirt and rock melted into scorching magma.

"I’ve almost forgotten the last time I met someone who made me feel this way," Elaven said. "I feel like I have to look back several hundred years in history."

As an A-rank powerhouse, Elaven’s age was obviously not comparable to a young man like Zhang Ji.

He was "four hundred fifty-seven years old."

He had only reached A-rank within the last hundred years.

Before that, while he had been powerful, he was not without rivals.

He had experienced more than one life-or-death battle.

He had always longed to break his shackles, so he had constantly traveled, challenging all the Ascended-level martial artists around the Roman Country.

After killing one powerful martial artist after another, his skills were honed, and he made continuous progress.

But the more he progressed, the more clearly he could feel how difficult it was to break through the gate leading to the Domain of the ancient gods.

And it was at this time that Alchemy Technology began to rise.

In the Roman Country, it grew untamed. Alchemists experimented boldly, abandoning all ethics and morals, using countless human lives as consumables to rapidly advance the entire field.

Alchemy Transformation gave Elaven hope.

After Alchemy Technology had undergone decades of savage development, he bravely took that step, using himself as a test subject to undergo the transformation.

His powerful will allowed him to succeed in this Alchemy Transformation, stepping into the Domain of the ancient gods and growing rapidly thereafter.

From then on, he could no longer find that feeling of encountering a worthy opponent.

What Zhang Ji had done, he had already done seventy years ago. It was just that back then, the civilian technology to disseminate such information was not as developed.

It was at that time that the Roman Country became his territory.

He had simply remained hidden behind the scenes out of caution.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Cracks appeared all over Elaven’s body.

Magma-like particles flowed within those cracks. The light from the crimson energy Force Field on his body’s surface grew ever more dazzling, making him look like a miniature sun.

Alchemy Furnace Third Stage: [Red Lotus Overload Form]!

Compared to his previous output mode, this was at least a tenfold increase in energy levels.

In this state, the high temperatures would even cause damage to Elaven himself. It was a classic case of injuring oneself to injure the enemy—killing a thousand enemies at the cost of three hundred of your own.

Zhang Ji’s expression turned grave.

BANG!

Inhuman speed, immense power—the strike arrived in an instant.

Zhang Ji’s Qi Body flowed, raising his defense to its absolute limit as he tried to parry the blow.

RUMBLE!

Zhang Ji was sent flying straight into the clouds. While he was still in midair, the red figure arrived once more.

Flipping over, Elaven brought an axe kick crashing down from above.

SHING!

Zhang Ji raised a hand, and his purple primordial Qi formed a crescent that slashed outward.

CRACK!

The primordial Qi wave was kicked to pieces, causing Zhang Ji’s expression to shift slightly.

The next instant, the attack arrived.

Zhang Ji raised both arms to block. The immense force traveled through his arms and was distributed by his Qi Body, which spread it out and dissipated it. Zhang Ji managed to neutralize most of the power.

Even so, he still couldn’t withstand the full blow and was blasted toward the ground.

Before he even reached the ground, the red figure had already intercepted him from below.

Zhang Ji’s scalp tingled with dread.

’This speed, this explosive power, this attack intensity!’

’Is this the third-stage Saint King, Elaven?’

’I’m being used as a punching bag!’

’If my defense wasn’t so tough, I probably would have been defeated in two moves...’

’And it seems he still has a fourth stage, and some kind of map-clearing AOE attack...’

"Don’t push it!"

Primordial Qi surged from Zhang Ji’s body. He clasped his palms together and launched a purple primordial Qi wave at the red figure below him.

ROAR!

This purple Divine Dragon was nowhere near as large as the blue one Zhang Ji had released before, but it was far more condensed and had much greater piercing power.

The crimson particles in the cracks on Elaven’s face surged, and he suddenly opened his mouth.

BOOM!

The crimson Energy Particles collided with Zhang Ji’s purple Divine Dragon. The two were locked in a stalemate as the energy waves annihilated each other in the void, producing terrifying aftershocks that spread out in rings through the air.

They completely dispersed all the nearby clouds and sheared off the top of a distant mountain, shattering it.

Just as Zhang Ji was about to push forward with more power, he saw Elaven, still spewing the energy beam, close the distance.

BANG!

A close-range punch that even broke the sound barrier.

Zhang Ji hastily retracted his wave, raised his arm, and threw a punch of his own.

BANG! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

A ring of dust erupted around Zhang Ji’s body as he was sent flying back several thousand meters.

When he finally stopped, he could barely keep his composure.

His right arm was actually a little numb and aching.

He circulated his primordial Qi, and his body’s Origin Energy made a circuit through his right arm. The feeling quickly vanished, and the injury recovered.

Nevertheless, Zhang Ji was still shaken.

In this state, Elaven’s attributes were a notch above his in every aspect.

This was going to be an absolutely brutal fight!