Chapter 566 - 361: Awakening

The Five Dragon Extreme Acupoints.

Open!!

The Eight Dragon Spine Acupoints.

Open!!

The Fourteen Dragon Body Acupoints.

Open!!

The Nine Dragon Soul Acupoints were also in the process of opening.

Point after point of starlight glittered across Zhao Xuanqi’s body, climbing step by step toward the crown of his head.

ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!!

Qi and Blood surged within Zhao Xuanqi. As the Thirty-Six Celestial Spirit Acupoints gradually opened, the Dragon Blood Secret Technique grew even more potent. Auspicious phenomena swirled around his body, and as his skin trembled faintly, the surrounding Primordial Qi twisted and vibrated, stirred by his every movement.

The Primordial Qi in this world was a hundred times more abundant than in his previous life in the world of Divine Generals. There, due to the scarcity of Primordial Qi, opening the Thirty-Six Celestial Spirit Acupoints granted the ability to stir Primordial Qi and manipulate Ghost Gods, but the effect wasn’t particularly strong.

But in this world, the effect of opening the Thirty-Six Celestial Spirit Acupoints seemed several times stronger. Combined with Zhao Xuanqi’s own consciousness control, which already surpassed the Innate level, he was now confident he could fight an Innate Expert even without unleashing the talisman fusion technique of the Formless Array Map.

This feeling of gradually recovering his past life’s immense power made Zhao Xuanqi’s blood boil, and his will to fight surged.

An immense wave of Vitality gathered at the crown of his head. His Baihui Acupoint began to swell, forming a bulge, as if some force was about to burst through it, shatter the limits of his body, and connect with the nature of the outside world.

Ultimately, however, Zhao Xuanqi controlled that force and did not truly break open his Baihui Acupoint. The backlash he would suffer for doing so would be utterly terrifying.

He would not take that step unless he had absolutely no other choice.

Watching Zhao Xuanqi’s current state, Spirit’s expression shifted slightly. She had no idea where this man’s limits lay. ’Is this what a Limit Breaker of the Infinite Dao is like?’

Limit Breakers: beings who shattered limits. They didn’t cultivate Dao Seals or control Dao Sources. It was an alternative path, one that could not be measured by conventional wisdom.

And that was precisely why Limit Breakers of the Infinite Dao were so feared.

Meanwhile, the two Ten Thousand Laws Incarnations, who had initially harbored a trace of doubt, were now completely convinced.

The amount of Vitality they had transferred in such a short time was something that even the Flesh Body of a peak Sensing master could not withstand. This proved that the man’s abilities had reached an unfathomable level.

"Let’s begin."

Zhao Xuanqi took a deep breath, rapidly adapting to the surge in his power, and spoke.

He didn’t conjure any talismans or release any Primordial Qi. Instead, he faced the blood mist and raised his arm high.

Then, he chopped down fiercely!!

ZZZZT!!

The friction of his hand against the air produced a piercing crackle. The empty space before him seemed to split like an ocean current, parting into two blurry waves of air.

But that wasn’t the shocking part. What was truly shocking was that where the shockwave from Zhao Xuanqi’s chop passed, a gap was actually torn open in the dense, swirling blood-red mist ahead.

Wherever it went, the mist yielded.

One must understand that a Realm is not composed of physical matter, but of Primordial Qi. Even the most terrifying Qi Force could not possibly cleave through a Realm’s influence, or even cause the blood mist to waver in the slightest.

Only Primordial Qi could accomplish such a feat.

Yet Zhao Xuanqi’s attack contained no Primordial Qi. Instead, it seemed his very arm, his body, could directly touch Primordial Qi itself.

With the Five Dragon Extreme Acupoints open, his hands and feet could move Ghost Gods!!

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Inside the blood mist.

Everyone’s faces were pale. The area covered by the Power of Incense had shrunk, its light dimming. Meanwhile, the surrounding blood mist grew ever thicker, completely obscuring the outside world. It even seemed as if the original street was disappearing, replaced by an unknown territory.

The Mortal World was turning into the Underworld; they were about to lose even their final path of retreat.

But the Ghost General, Jing Zeng, who stood like a Demon God, paid no mind to their struggles. He raised his long spear high, and the surrounding Sword Soldier Ghosts instantly went berserk, launching another wave of attacks.

"Damn it!!"

The leading Celestial Net Department Thousand Households was currently pale, his complexion drained of color by the blood mist’s influence, and his heart had been consumed by despair.

Initially, they had been able to confront the enemy head-on and even hold a slight advantage, but as the battle wore on, the situation grew worse and worse.

Every one of their casualties became a part of the enemy’s strength. The blood mist grew thicker, and the Sword Soldier Ghosts grew stronger with it.

Furthermore, as long as the blood mist lingered, the Sword Soldier Ghosts’ injuries could regenerate endlessly. The amount of mist consumed was negligible compared to the effect it produced.

The trait of growing stronger with battle, a "Realm" that cut off the outside world and accelerated the enemy’s exhaustion, and the ability to rapidly recover from injuries as long as the blood mist existed... Most importantly, the enemy still seemed to lack reason, having only used simple bursts of Primordial Qi without any proper Techniques.

They couldn’t even begin to imagine how powerful the Blood-Burning Spear had been back in the day, when it possessed the intellect of an expert and was at the peak of its strength. How on earth did they deal with such a monster back then?!

But he felt he would never get an answer to that question. This next wave of attacks would likely shatter the Power of Incense protecting them, and that would be the end.

"Senior Brother Wen... what should we do?"

Several disciples of the Red Heart Sect at the Refining the Internal Organs stage gathered together. One of them, face pale and body trembling slightly, spoke up. It was impossible to tell if it was from fear or from sheer exhaustion.

Those who were qualified to come along were all elite disciples of the Red Heart Sect at the Refining the Internal Organs stage. Thus, even though the group had suffered one-third casualties, none of the Red Heart Sect members had been lost.