Chapter 783 - 776: Wan Jun

Chapter 783: Chapter 776: Wan Jun

True Vein Seal Technique, Heavenly Mechanism Seal!

This was a technique once used by the successor of the Qi Clan, originally named the "Liuren Divine Armor."

This technique’s purpose was to drastically enhance one’s physical intuition, perceive killing intent, and activate the body’s instincts, thereby creating a powerful method for evading an opponent’s attacks, almost as if with foreknowledge.

Now, this technique had been adapted by Zhou Yuanjue’s True Vein Seal Technique, becoming a part of his own abilities.

This was thanks to the integration of the Rebirth’s Tendrils Structure.

The functions of the countless pores across his body were activated to their absolute limit. As his pores opened and closed to absorb energy during Body Breathing, their ability to perceive changes in energy and malice was enhanced. Further amplified by the True Vein Seal Technique, this perception and intuition reached their peak.

This was one of his newly created Seal Techniques!!

And now, Qianyue Jian’s move to activate his killing intent and increase his attack power was exactly what Zhou Yuanjue wanted!

With the Tianji Seal activated, Zhou Yuanjue’s eyes slowly closed. Every pore, every cell, provided him with sensory information, and Qianyue Jian’s immense killing intent was like a guiding beacon.

Before the attack even landed, his perception had already told him where it would strike.

SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH!!

Countless blood-colored curved blades descended, seemingly leaving no escape, but Zhou Yuanjue’s body moved in an unbelievable way.

With the help of the Puppet Structure, his body changed size, and at critical moments, he could even evade otherwise unavoidable attacks by preemptively jettisoning parts of his flesh.

At a glance, as he constantly moved and dodged, it was as if he were dancing amidst the countless flashes of blade light.

Composed, elegant, and deadly.

In this ultimate state, his mind grew increasingly calm. The indescribable thrill of dancing on a razor’s edge seemed to take him back to a time long past.

To the days when he was honed between life and death.

"This..."

In the observation room, watching Zhou Yuanjue’s response and movements, the Evil Dragon Life and the Sacred Lotus member were both shaken by the strange beauty of it all.

"In the art of killing, this man can actually rival a Descendant of the Red Moon Civilization’s Moon Trace Lineage?"

"It’s not just his realm and power. His technique and state of mind... he seems perfect in every aspect."

"Even if he ultimately loses this match, with this level of Talent alone, he’ll qualify to be cultivated as a seed candidate."

The Evil Dragon Life and the Sacred Lotus member whispered to each other. Zhou Yuanjue had given them too many surprises. The person chosen by that Black Lotus Steward was truly extraordinary.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield, Qianyue Jian’s pupils contracted as well.

’This is the first time I’ve ever encountered an opponent like this.’

’Even though this is the Scales Battlefield, as someone from a higher realm, I should have a massive advantage. Yet in a direct confrontation, he’s not the least bit weaker than me.’

’My attacks, which I believed could cleave through anything, feel like they’re just hitting cotton. He’s dodging in unbelievable ways, as if he has foreknowledge. This strange sense of powerlessness is constantly eroding my confidence.’

Not only was Zhou Yuanjue’s body unharmed by the attacks, but he was actually closing the distance, step by step!!

Before long, Zhou Yuanjue was standing right in front of him.

Those calm eyes met his gaze.

His twelve main meridians vibrated!!

SCREEE SCREEE SCREEE!!

The pores all over his body opened and closed as energy surged violently within him. Faintly, through these countless pores, came an explosive sound like the cry of a bird.

His arms, which hung at his sides, slowly rose, his palms taking the shape of a Cunning Hand.

His gaze was calm, like a deep pool, devoid of any killing intent, yet Qianyue Jian felt a mortal threat.

The true explosive power pursued by the Earth Martial Dao lies in unleashing an overwhelming true intent from a state of no-intent.

A transformation from nothingness, like the very creation of the world.

Blood Jade Energy gathered at his palms. The pores on his arms opened and closed, even causing the skin to deform slightly.

He took a sharp, deep breath, his chest swelling. This breath, along with the absorbed energy, was not expelled through his mouth or nose, but through his pores.

SCREEE SCREEE SCREEE SCREEE!!

His countless pores expelled compressed gas and energy like vents, creating a sound like ten thousand birds crying in unison and providing immense power to his arms.

His palms, still in the Cunning Hand formation, suddenly vanished from sight.

He struck with blinding speed!!

This was a formidable technique adapted from the Great Success Technique of his original Martial Dao, the Red Falcon Fist’s Hundred Falcons’ Cry.

True Vein Seal Technique, Ten Thousand Falcons.

SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH!

Countless spear-like thrusts shot toward Qianyue Jian, dense and overwhelming, blotting out the sky.

This time, the pressure was completely on Qianyue Jian!

Impenetrable!!

SLICE!!

After a brief clash, a bloody gash appeared on Qianyue Jian’s body. The intensity of this continuous assault was beyond his imagination.

’It might even be stronger than the technique I just used!’

’I can’t let it hit me. This is an attack that a body below the First layer Transformation Boundary cannot withstand.’

’Perceive his killing intent, decipher his intentions!’

However, Qianyue Jian’s intuition as a Warrior sensed nothing at all.

The enemy before him, unleashing such a terrifying attack, was like a pool of stagnant water, without any emotional ripples whatsoever.

’Impossible. An attack without killing intent can’t be this powerful!’

This was beyond Qianyue Jian’s comprehension.

The fighting techniques of the Moon Trace Race, or rather, of the Red Moon Civilization, relied on intense emotions.

Killing intent, rage... even fear.

In a state of intense emotion, a Warrior could unleash miraculous combat strength.

The stronger the emotion, the stronger the attack.

An attack without emotion was feeble and weak.

How could he possibly understand the uniqueness of the Earth Martial Dao?

Every Martial Artist possessed the most intense feelings and emotions.

Indeed, intense emotions could stimulate the body’s response and bring forth greater power.

But the strength of one’s emotions was not the measure of an individual’s true strength.

What a Martial Artist considered strength was control.

Control over those intense emotions, control over one’s own body, control over one’s own Spirit.

At this moment, intense emotions fluctuated within Zhou Yuanjue’s heart, but he had them all under complete control, revealing not a single trace.

This was the true strength of a Martial Artist.

Seemingly stunned by that calm gaze, Qianyue Jian’s will faltered for a moment.

Countless attacks struck his body head-on.

SLICE! SLICE! SLICE!!

His body’s protective energy layer was torn apart, his flesh was pierced, and crimson blood sprayed into the air as his body was sent flying backward.

"HAHAHAHA!!"

Despite suffering such grievous injuries, Qianyue Jian immediately struggled back to his feet, the red moon in his eyes looking as if it were about to drip blood.