Chapter 1416 - 777: The Cold and Unyielding Arbiter, Overpowering All Beasts!

Chapter 1416: Chapter 777: The Cold and Unyielding Arbiter, Overpowering All Beasts!

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant; the evolution method for [Destruction] still hadn’t finished being searched.

Meng Chuan sat down cross-legged on the spot, and sank his mind into the panel again.

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"Skill Completion (70%)"

[Lower Rank Soul Devouring (34%): Puppeteer of souls, can initially come into contact with the scattered soul fragments and lingering thoughts of living beings, allowing for perception, collection, and even limited guidance.]

"The proficiency of Soul-Devouring Divine Power has been rising along with my Destruction cultivation, but the progress is indeed slow. I’ve only just completed a third of it. I wonder what will happen when I finally grind the proficiency to full..."

His thoughts flashed like lightning, and in the next instant, Meng Chuan’s eyes lit up:

"Wait... could it be that I’ll directly take hold of the true body of the Soul-Devouring Law?"

Kinda feels possible...

Laws are unique; cultivating the corresponding evolution method only allows you to use the power of the Law.

Only by grasping the Law’s true body can you fully unlock the Law Divine Power, and even break the shackles between man and god.

If he raised [Lower Rank Soul Devouring] to 100%, then with the panel’s power, his Soul Devouring might directly turn into the "true body" of the Law—it wasn’t impossible...

"Hiss..."

If it really was like that, then this panel was outrageously broken.

Not just Soul Devouring—under [Destruction] there were so many Cosmic Laws; as long as he learned their evolution methods, he would eventually master them all!

"Heaven bless..."

In the treasured land, Meng Chuan took a deep breath of the bone-chilling water vapor emitted by the Unmelting Water, calming the agitation in his heart.

Steadfastness!

Meng Chuan’s expression returned to normal in an instant.

All of this was just speculation; once he ground Soul Devouring to 100%, everything would be revealed.

Putting a temporary stop to his "fantasies," his gaze moved further down the panel; a newly born dark-red entry flickered unsteadily.

As his perceptive hand swept across it, everything returned to normal.

[Middle-level Judgment (1%): A cold and ruthless chief judge. Every time the power of judgment is activated, a life-and-death adjudication will be carried out. If the adjudication succeeds, Judgment will descend to annihilate the soul of the one being judged. The probability of success fluctuates according to the target’s physical strength.]

"So the strength of the body is tied to the probability of severing the soul..."

Meng Chuan nodded to himself.

The effect of [Judgement] once again confirmed the meaning that soul and body complement each other.

The power of judgment was precisely the "Instant Death Divine Power" Meng Chuan had imagined before, the brown stream of light that danced along Arthur, the English expert’s, spear with every strike.

Just from looking at the Law and Divine Power descriptions, Meng Chuan rubbed his eyes, feeling that in actual combat it was several tiers stronger than [Soul Devouring].

"No point overthinking it, let’s try it."

The thought flashed through his mind—a long-awaited "one-shot kill" power.

Shaking off the frost and snow formed by the Unmelting Water vapor on his shoulders, Meng Chuan straightened his Big Halberd. Strands of brown light surged out from within his body and, wrapped in True Gang, even showed signs of condensing into something tangible.

True Gang was so strong it could almost merge with any form of qi-based existence. So far, Meng Chuan hadn’t seen any kind of qi that True Gang couldn’t fuse with, unlike True Qi, which could only be used as a propulsion assist.

Whoosh—

The brown light flared, and as Meng Chuan’s mind turned, the surrounding radiance gathered without dispersing, rippling like water, strangely brimming with a sort of vitality. The length and thickness of each brown beam of light changed according to his will.

Boom!

Meng Chuan thrust out his halberd from his palm, surging waves of qi piercing through heaven and earth.

Pupupupu—

A chain of qi streams shot out, the friction between his palm and the halberd producing arcs of electricity and sparks as he struck several hundred times in a single second.

The dancing lights fell like wilting petals; as the waves of qi roared, the earth within the banner was like a painting being torn apart, exploding with densely packed, jagged cracks of varying depths.

Meng Chuan drew back his halberd and stood still, pondering:

"Isn’t this exactly Arthur’s ultimate move—’Chrysanthemum Shreds’!"

Without a living target, it was hard to test the probability of triggering Judgment; besides, the Hui in this banner weren’t enough for him to mess around with—they still had to be kept as snacks for the Dragon Demon...

But after unleashing this move, Meng Chuan noticed his Martial Arts Momentum had weakened slightly.

The three flowers are one; if qi declines, then spirit weakens and essence wanes. Clearly, activating the Law of Judgment demanded quite a lot.

If it’s not a powerful enemy, better not reward him with this ’Chrysanthemum Shreds’...

Meng Chuan slowly gathered his stance, eyes half-squinted, and switched to activating [Destruction] cultivation.

Hum~

He didn’t know how much time had passed; after three full Circulations of the evolution method, Meng Chuan closed his eyes and felt the changes in himself at this moment:

"The cultivation speed for Destruction has indeed gotten much faster, but the proficiency of [Judgement] itself is extremely hard to grind. As expected of a Middle Rank Law—it’s much harder than Lower Rank Soul Devouring.

From the looks of it, I might not even gain 1% in a week, not to mention that during the grind, there will very likely be bottlenecks and thresholds that are difficult to break through. Mm... this isn’t too big a problem; once proven, always proven..."

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"The True Martial path is broad and profound; you must remember to ’turn others into Martial’, not ’use Martial to comprehend others’. Once you return, you must be diligent."

As he sent the three of them off, Meng Chuan slowly spoke this line.

In front of him, the three figures all nodded in unison.

Over the past few months, Meng Chuan had passed the [True Martial] Secret Technique to them. Among them, Chen Zhiming’s Comprehension was the best, and his will faintly showed signs of a strange transformation; he understood the concept of [turning others into Martial] the most deeply.

The slowest in progress turned out to be Liao Huo, not Wang Chongyi; he was still stuck on the step of fusing his own Martial Arts insights, which truly exceeded Meng Chuan’s expectations.

"Senior Brother Liao Huo, you’re lagging again..."

At the same time, the scene before his eyes left Dong Yue, who stood to the side, dumbfounded.

Chen Zhiming, Liao Huo, Wang Chongyi.

The three of them not only represented the current peak standards of their respective Dao lineages, but were also future pillars of the human world. Barring any accidents, they were destined to become human Martial Saints.

Yet now, standing before Meng Chuan, each of them was as obedient as a student.

Just now when Meng Chuan was lecturing, they’d been scolded like grandsons...

But when Meng Chuan lectured on Martial Arts and passed down techniques, he was indeed strict—Dong Yue knew this all too well.