Chapter 644 - 267: Divine Martial Fifth Layer, Farewell Fubo (Part 3)

This dragon is not that dragon.

Of course, it is not the true divine dragon that walked from ancient times to the present.

Rather, it is a force of dragon power condensed from the collective thoughts of the people. Using this fake dragon power to create true dragon power out of nothing.

In fact, in the Dao Foundation Realm, one cannot truly refine real dragon power.

However, it is merely transforming in that direction.

"To speak truthfully, it’s about refining form with intent, then governing Qi with form, thereafter transforming Qi into the Divine, fusing the Divine into the body, and finally comprehending the laws..."

"Thus, the Dao Foundation or Divine Martial Realm is essentially about laying the foundation."

"Building an unparalleled foundation, comprehending the laws, either seeking from within the bloodline or seeking from beyond Heaven and Earth, to strengthen the soul consciousness in pursuit of longevity."

"The next step should be refining laws into the body, integrating into the essence blood and magical power to form a Law Dao Body..."

Thinking of this, Chen Ping knew from the messages obtained from ’Trace Origin and Steal Fortune’ what those who formed cores were actually forming.

Whether it’s a Blood Pill or a Qi Pill, after absorbing the whole body’s essence, Qi, and spirit, understanding a law, governing smoothly, forming a shape like an egg, is the Law Dao Alchemy.

As for the distinctions between them, with the knowledge Chen Ping currently possessed, he couldn’t quite see clearly yet.

All he knew was that as long as his foundation in the Divine Martial Realm was thicker, the stronger the gathered Law Power would be, and the more powerful the Dao Pill formed would be.

As they say, sharpening the axe does not delay the cutting of firewood.

This is the principle.

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"A mere Dao Foundation Fifth Layer without perfect True Dragon Dharma Body dares to undermine the Great Li foundations, truly bold."

When Chen Ping led his army of four hundred thousand to the foot of Rising Dragon Pass.

He saw banners standing tall along the pass, with generals lined up in formation.

A woman in front, wearing a Phoenix Crown, with a cold expression and eyes full of arrogance, sneered and spoke.

Her voice didn’t sound loud, yet it was clear in the ears of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians inside and outside the pass, each word impressively powerful.

This pressure did not originate from the mind.

But from the clouds rolling in the four directions, and the pulsating vitality.

As if on her command, the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi would turn into a torrential thunderstorm.

"Dragon King Dharma Body, Dao Foundation Ninth Layer, or Tenth Layer?"

Chen Ping didn’t care if this woman’s tone was disrespectful.

Having reached the foot of Rising Dragon Pass, breaking through here would lead to a clear path to Yujing City in a day.

Under such circumstances, there was no turning back for either side; it’s either you die, or I perish.

"The junior is somewhat knowledgeable, I’ll give you a chance. Kneel and surrender, let me lay the restrictions, serve the Great Li for three hundred years, and you’ll be free, how about that?"

The woman in the Phoenix Crown chuckled lightly, a little proud.

The world knew that after the Dao Foundation Ninth Layer, one can try to merge laws into the Dao and form a Law Dao Alchemy.

But without true guidance, if one starts to form a core at the Dao Foundation Ninth Layer, the formed Dao Pill, at best, is of the Lower Three Grades, known as a Mixed Pill.

And she, Venerable Ziyun, possessing profound heritage, naturally looked down on this Mixed Pill category, not to mention striving for the Dao Foundation Twelfth-Layer Perfection to form a First-Grade Dao Pill, but even reaching the Eleventh Layer before forming the Dao guarantees at least an Upper Third Grade Dao Pill.

Facing this Dao Foundation Fifth Layer junior, without even a perfected True Dragon Dharma Body, she wouldn’t even bat an eye.

Chen Ping laughed instead of getting angry upon hearing this: "So it seems, you must be the Fairy Ziyun who betrayed Fubo Island to Ji Hai. Tsk tsk, I wonder if Fubo Island is collectively blind, accepting a disciple like you."

The tale of Ji Hai riding a dragon and ascending in broad daylight has circulated in Great Li folk for centuries, becoming a proud story.

People all over the land talked enthusiastically about Ji Hai, believing him to be a talent of the ages.

But from the perspective of Fubo Island, the story is harder to evaluate.

It’s like offering ancestral foundations to another willingly.

"Romantic foolishness" truly is terrifying.

It can ruin families, destroy nations, and even destroy clans.

"Slap in the Face."

Dragon Maiden Ziyun’s expression suddenly changed, shouting sternly.

Winds surged around, a massive golden dragon claw appeared, overpowering the sky, crashing down toward Chen Ping.

As light and shadow shifted, as soon as the dragon claw appeared in the sky, everyone above and below the city faced with despair, as if witnessing a natural disaster, unable to move.

"A high realm does not necessarily mean greater strength. Want to take me down? Come down and try."

Chen Ping laughed long, not waiting for the golden dragon claw to fall.

He was already throwing a punch.

This punch, initially ordinary.

When his arm fully extended.

Ten feet ahead, layers of ripples appeared, turning the void in front of the hundreds of thousands of troops pitch-black, all spiritual and primordial Qi combusted.

A clear sky turned into night.

"Pop..."

In a soft sound, the massive golden dragon claw disappeared upon clashing with the huge fist imprint.

"Ape Demon Heaven-Reaching Force" is indeed incredibly magical.

Even if reluctant to spend Tribulation Points to improve this Secret Skill, with a high aptitude of 20 points for Enlightenment, in over half a month’s time, he reached the Mastery Realm.

With this strike, it’s ninefold force explosion.

He was naturally divinely gifted. With every realm advancement, he received a triple increase compared to ordinary people. With a casual strike, he achieved more than three million pounds of force.

And now with the ninefold explosion, it no longer seemed human, but like an ancient colossal beast on the spot, shattering the sky.

Indeed, Chen Ping now had the right to say that realm means nothing, is nothing.

In an actual fight, what’s vital is strength and reaction.

Perhaps, across from him, that Dragon Maiden Ziyun’s True Essence Magical Power exceeded his by a hundred times, but in a direct clash, it’s hard to tell who would win or lose.

"Very well, so that one drop of True Dragon Treasure Blood is indeed with you, and even fused into the bloodline. Xiao Lin, that despicable temper, had ulterior motives long ago, truly deserving death."

Seeing Chen Ping’s punch’s unparalleled power, Dragon Maiden Ziyun’s eyebrow twitched wildly for the first time. Supposedly should be enraged, she suddenly laughed, grabbing backward with both hands, producing two women.

In her left hand was a woman with a frail figure, dressed in white like snow, her shoulder still chained with black iron, stained with blood but without a trace of fear, struggling to turn her head to look at Chen Ping below, eyes filled with joy yet sadness.

And the woman in Dragon Maiden Ziyun’s right hand was very familiar to Chen Ping; wearing a green robe, looking around twenty, eyes filled with fury, constantly struggling.

It was Weifu Bo.

"Ziyun, your conduct, is it worthy of Master Qiuyu? Aren’t you afraid of future retribution?"

Fairy Fubo shouted loudly.

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