Chapter 778 - 496: This Is the Land of the Human Race—Leave! (Double-Length)

Chapter 778: Chapter 496: This Is the Land of the Human Race—Leave! (Double-Length)

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that it can withstand the erosion of the long river of time.

Song Changming stepped over the threshold and entered the dilapidated stone house.

This stone house wasn’t very large, and upon entering, everything was almost in plain sight.

Broken tables and chairs, a bed, and some shards of porcelain stained with sand and mud lay scattered on the ground.

Song Changming sensed everything in the stone house, trying to find something extraordinary.

However, it appeared to be just an ordinary abandoned small house, with nothing of value left behind.

Perhaps there was something there countless years ago, but it had either vanished into the river of time or had been taken away by later visitors.

Song Changming shook his head and turned to leave, heading to other stone houses.

Indeed, here was a cluster of similar stone house ruins, some relatively intact, while others had completely turned into ruins, with only traces remaining, naturally leaving nothing behind.

Song Changming searched through them one by one, without finding anything significant, until he finally reached the largest stone house.

Inside, Song Changming saw a skeleton of a human race.

The skeleton was jet black, with the skull drooping as it sat slumped in a large chair.

A thick animal skin was spread on the chair, suggesting that this skeleton likely belonged to someone of some status to be eligible to sit there.

Song Changming approached the skeleton, and there was no foul smell or unpleasant odor, suggesting that any such smell had been erased by wind and sand over the long passage of time.

Up close, this skeleton was quite large compared to the human race, at least several times larger than Song Changming’s own build.

Especially notable were the hands, with large and sturdy bones, akin to palm fans, drawing the most attention.

Recalling some key considerations learned from Situ Ming, Yi Lang, and others, Song Changming tried to spread his spiritual power over the skeleton in front of him.

At first, Song Changming’s spiritual power seemed to sink into the sea, producing no reaction from the skeleton.

But as he continued to concentrate and immerse his spiritual power, gradually, the skeleton began to resonate with his spiritual power, as if coming to life.

At that moment, Song Changming seemed to witness a vision.

A man with a physique as strong as a bear clenched his fist, striking fiercely towards him.

Tiger Cannon Punch!

The punch roared like a tiger in the forest, with the fist resembling a tiger’s head, tearing towards him.

An insurmountable sense emerged, causing Song Changming to instinctively step back.

The vision dissipated, Song Changming squinted his eyes, reassessing the skeleton before him.

"Just now, that was..."

If he hadn’t been mistaken, that punch, with its domineering tiger-like intent, was as mighty as a roar that shook the woods, far exceeding the strength of an ordinary first-grade martial technique in both power and depth.

It was undoubtedly a top-level martial technique!

Currently, Song Changming might have thought that martial techniques were nothing special, as he barely knew a few moves of martial arts.

But in reality, martial techniques were considered the apex of martial tao among the human race today.

Countless martial artists spend their entire lives studying a single set of martial techniques, achieving great perfection.

Among these, top-level martial techniques are like supreme divine skills that are coveted by countless martial artists, including most martial arts grandmasters!

As for martial arts, they are rare and elusive, hard to find and comprehend, and most martial artists aren’t even aware that there’s something beyond martial techniques, known as martial arts.

If not for the "experience panel," Song Changming himself would have struggled to comprehend the Martial Technique of Silence from a seemingly ordinary stone tablet.

Even now, Song Changming couldn’t perform the Silent Saber all the time, as it consumed a significant amount of his power.

In regular combat, a top-level martial technique was the ultimate arsenal.

Moreover, mastering each top-level martial technique provided a massive boost to one’s martial tao understanding.

Therefore, no matter how many top-level martial techniques he had, Song Changming would never consider it excessive.

By taking the strengths of various techniques and forging his unique martial path, he cultivated his way.

Song Changming stood still, deeply comprehending.

At this moment, his aptitude and comprehension talent exceeding a hundred proved invaluable.

Before long, a new top-level martial technique appeared prominently on his experience panel.

[Tiger Cannon Punch: Top-level Martial Technique, Not Yet Learned (0/15000)]

The highest level of martial techniques recorded in the Cui Bai Main City Military Department Arsenal was only up to the first grade, requiring extremely high merits and at least the rank of Little Flag Master to exchange for them.

As for the top-level ones, even in the Prince Cui’s Mansion, there were only a few preserved.

Previously, Song Changming obtained the Changsheng Su Family legacy, learned a top-level palm technique, the Heaven-Flipping Seal, and achieved Great Perfection.

It was his only formal top-level martial technique.

As for the crimson Cloud Saber technique created by Emperor Yun in his early years, even after Song Changming practiced it to perfection, its power barely qualified as top-level, and ultimately, it could only be considered a top-grade first-grade saber technique.

Beyond that, there were just second and third-grade martial techniques, which were once valuable but somewhat insufficient now that he had reached the Middle Realm Grandmaster Cultivation.

Acquiring another top-level fist technique thus enriched his personal high-level martial arts collection, and once mastered, it would significantly enhance his strength!

"Situ Ming was indeed truthful; the ancient skeletons in the Celestial Ruins Realm are potential treasure troves for exploration..." Song Changming smiled slightly, thinking to himself.

Many high-level martial techniques widely known are obtained from these ancient secret realms, large and small.

Some come from the legacy of Painting Pearl, while others are derived from the skeletons of ancient human race powerhouses.

Song Changming doesn’t know the reason behind it, only speculating that the unique secret realm of the Celestial Ruins preserved some of the skeletons’ profound memories from their lifetime.

For martial arts powerhouses, what memories are the most profound, most worthy of preservation till the end, if not the martial achievements engraved in their very bones!

Others might have visited before Song Changming, learning the martial achievements of this ancient human race powerhouse, so he might not be the first to acquire this top-level fist technique.

Reflecting on this, Song Changming couldn’t help but think of himself.

If he were to become a skeleton now, what martial achievements would he leave behind?

Would it be the supreme Silent Saber, or perhaps the Witch Race’s inheritances...

He wasn’t sure and perhaps, countless years onward, such a day would never come.

After all, as he lived longer, it became increasingly difficult for him to truly die!

Collecting himself, Song Changming attempted once more to connect his spiritual power to the skeleton, but it yielded nothing.

A single top-level fist technique was all this skeleton had to offer.

Of course, it might also be that Song Changming’s comprehension talent wasn’t high enough, but that seemed unlikely.

After all, with the help of the ’Taoist Dreamer’ trait, he’s adept at deduction and easily achieves enlightenment.

He is further supported by the spiritual power honed through the Heaven Lifting Divine Technique.

If even he couldn’t obtain it, others certainly wouldn’t stand a chance.

"Thank you." Song Changming respectfully clasped his fists towards the skeleton, silently acknowledging before turning to step out of the stone house.

"It seems that the relics of the human race can ultimately only be claimed by humans."

Outside the stone house, the King of the Nine Netherworlds had long arrived, leaning quietly against a relatively intact stone wall, seemingly waiting for Song Changming to emerge.

"Since this place is useless to me and the Demon Race, I might as well destroy it!"

The King of the Nine Netherworlds spoke slowly as the demonic power around him grew stronger.

The energy surrounding the ruins was also influenced by the increasingly powerful demon power of the King of the Nine Netherworlds, causing the repulsive force to strengthen, leading to an even fiercer confrontation.

The King of the Nine Netherworlds displayed a wanton grin, relying on his formidable Tao practice and demon power, resisting the repulsive force, ready to topple the stone house with a raised hand.

At this moment, another hand suddenly grasped his descending hand.

The King of the Nine Netherworlds shifted his three eyes downward, meeting Song Changming’s gaze.

"This is the land of the human race, leave!"

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