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It was unclear how much time had passed before Xie Que opened his eyes as if he had just emerged from an endless sleep.

At this moment, his body was completely covered by the mist.
This is the white mist that comes from the surging blood and energy in his body that is almost about to break free from its restraints.

The white fog was so thick that it seemed substantial, gently yet domineeringly covering an area of ​​nearly 100 meters around it, forming a unique area.

These white mists were actually the excess energy and blood in his body evaporating in the form of high temperature.

Due to the extreme heat, the surrounding vegetation could not withstand the scorching heat.
They withered and died one after another, and even the earth was covered with cracks, as if there had been a long drought.

Xie Que seemed to be out of the picture.
There was no harm on his body at all, and he seemed to be extremely well adapted to the situation.

He whispered softly, with a hint of emotion in his voice:
"If measured by precise numbers, the total amount of Qi and blood that I can carry in my body right now is equivalent to the total amount of 10,810 martial arts masters."

And this was not what Xie Que had when he emerged from underground.

Rather, it was only after he had a deep understanding of the ways of nature and his body strength had achieved another qualitative leap that he gradually acquired such an amazing capacity.

"And this enhancement does not mean that I have reached the limit of my physical strength."

Thinking of this, Xie Que's eyes once again swept across the fleeting black divine light on the Death Judgement Chart.

He murmured to himself, with a hint of thought in his voice:

"As someone who has achieved breakthrough, theoretically, my body should have unlimited room for growth."

"However... the total amount of Qi and blood in my body seems to have reached its peak."

"Although I can sense that my body still seems to have room for more blood and qi, I have actually reached my true limit. Any excess blood and qi will have to dissipate outside my body."

"And this number of 10,081 seems to have some hidden meaning..."

Xie Que frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

He began to search his mind for those faint but crucial fragments of memory from his past life.

In a trance, he caught a clue from those scattered memories.

That is, in order to form the shape of a perfect sphere, at least 10081 faces are needed to constitute its surface.

If it is less than this number, then it cannot be a true sphere, but only a pseudo-sphere with some flaws.

And his impression of this number only stopped there.
The reason why he can still recall this memory is because his brain is now able to recall everything he saw in his previous life.

If he had read this sentence the next day in his previous life, he might not have remembered it.

"Is this the real limit?..."

Xie Que looked up at the sky, and he already knew in his heart that his body might have really touched the boundary of some law.

It was this law of the great Dao that, like an invisible shackle, firmly limited the maximum value of the Qi and blood in his body, preventing him from going any further.

Faced with such a reality, Xie Que did not show too much resentment, but instead accepted this fact with an indifferent attitude.

He knew very well that this was the inevitable result of the operation of the Great Dao. If he could really break this limit, it would mean that he was above the Great Dao.

However, such a state may be too far away for him.

Looking at the qi and blood floating in the sky and turning into white mist, a trace of emotion flashed in Xie Que's eyes.

He knew very well that this experience of entering the land of samsara was also an encounter.

If it weren't for this opportunity, I'm afraid no one would ever be able to see the true limits of martial arts.

He could clearly feel that he had condensed his Qi and blood to such an extent in these three realms.

This will undoubtedly bring great benefit to his future practice.

At this moment, Xie Que's thoughts also drifted towards the existence that gave him the term "body that breaks through the realm" - Kunpeng.

Recalling that I once stepped into the dream woven by Zhuang Zhou and transformed into Kunpeng,

At that time, he could feel the powerful energy and blood in Kunpeng's body, how vast and magnificent it was.

However, the strength of this energy and blood is largely due to Kunpeng's vast body.

Furthermore, although Kunpeng is one of the most majestic creatures in the world, he has not practiced martial arts. His power comes more from instinct and talent.

He was sure that throughout history, no life had ever been able to possess such amazing vitality and energy when in the third realm.

This power makes him almost invincible in his current realm, making him a truly invincible being.

Even those legendary great beings, such as Kunpeng, or those high and mighty innate gods,
If they were demoted to this level, it would probably be difficult to shake my absolute suppressive power.

At this moment, Xie Que slowly closed his eyes and immersed his consciousness into his body.

As his consciousness deepened, he suddenly became aware of the blood vessels under his feet.
It had already spread madly around his location with his position as the center, almost completely occupying the underground world within a radius of more than thirty miles.

Not only do these blood vessels spread widely, but they also exhibit an almost overbearing nature.

When they arrive at a new territory, they ruthlessly deprive the area of ​​all nutrients.
Those green plants that were originally full of vitality quickly withered under their invasion.
It even eventually turns into nutrients that nourish these blood vessels.

"So overbearing, but okay."

"If I don't take such measures, I'm afraid Tianyuan Mountain will not be able to accommodate someone like me."

At the same time, Jerry Yang's figure also appeared in his mind.

He knew very well that the other party would never let him practice smoothly.

Whether it is in terms of cultivation resources or in other aspects, Jerry Yang will try his best to create obstacles.

And even though Xie Que's body is already full of qi and blood, it doesn't mean that he won't need more qi and blood nourishment in the future.

On the contrary, he knew very well that only after breaking through to the level of Martial Saint would he need a truly massive amount of Qi and blood.

Therefore, he can still choose to take root deeply in the land like a plant and continue to absorb the essence of heaven and earth to nourish himself.

"Since we have reached our current limit, let's just break through!"

Without hesitation, he extracted that strand of golden world power from the depths of his dantian.

Then, under the operation of the Dragon Snake Ring World Sutra,
The blood and energy in Xie Que's hands seemed to be given life. They boiled and surged, and finally turned into a giant python.

The giant python coiled up, tightly wrapping around the wisp of golden world power, as if it wanted to completely swallow and digest it.

At this moment, Xie Que suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

He found that when he gazed at that ray of world power again, his perspective seemed to have undergone some subtle and strange changes.

The rhythm of the Tao, which was already clearly visible, now became even clearer and brighter in his eyes.

Those originally obscure and elusive laws of heaven and earth seemed at this moment to be unveiled by a mysterious veil, revealing their most essential and purest appearance.

This discovery made Xie Que feel indescribably excited.

He was even more delighted than when he was about to break through!
These great rhythms are incomprehensible to ordinary cultivators, even to the high and mighty Heavenly Monarchs of the Other Shore.
It is like an invisible fog, making it difficult to see its true appearance.

These Dao rhymes will only occasionally reveal a hint when those powerful people comprehend the operation of the Great Dao, allowing people to vaguely grasp them.

However, for those witches with special bloodlines in ancient times,
The rhythm of these great principles can be clearly displayed before their eyes without any extra effort to comprehend them.

For Xie Que, since he inherited the bloodline of the ancient witches, he was also able to glimpse the flow of these Taoist rhymes.

But before that, these Dao rhymes were like ancient heavenly books to him.
Although it is visible, it is like a book without words, and it is difficult to decipher its deep meaning.

However, Xie Que now discovered that these once divine texts had quietly changed.

They are no longer those incomprehensible symbols, but seem to have turned into clearly recognizable numbers and codes.

Although these numbers and codes are still complex and difficult to understand, they are no longer unreachable mysteries.

As long as you can persevere in comprehending it, and have the talent to comprehend it thoroughly,

Then one day, you will be able to unravel these seemingly complex laws of the universe one by one and truly master them.

Although the process of enlightenment still requires personal experience and deep understanding, the difficulty has been reduced ten times compared to the past.

In the past, those Dao rhymes that were as obscure as the heavenly book were difficult to understand, even if one wanted to understand their contents at a preliminary level.
It takes a lot of effort to unravel its deep mysteries.

Under the operation of the Dragon Snake Ring World Sutra, that strand of world power gradually changed.

It seemed to be entangled by invisible silk threads, eventually turning into golden light and condensing into a dazzling spot of light.

Xie Que's mind moved, and he slowly pulled the light spot to his dantian, and then gently released the restraint on it.

At this moment, it seemed as if a mysterious force exploded in Xie Que's dantian.

Fragments of the world suddenly unfolded in this small space.

At the same time, Xie Que's Dantian also began to undergo subtle changes.
It gradually shattered under the surging of qi and blood, but it was not destroyed. Instead, it was reborn in a peculiar way.

Those Dantian fragments with golden light were sent to every corner of Xie Que's body under the circulation of Qi and blood.

As these fragments burst out, the acupoints in Xie Que's body began to awaken one by one.

The birth of these acupoints indicates that Xie Que’s cultivation has entered the realm of Martial Saint.

Xie Que did not show excessive excitement, although this achievement was a great achievement for other witches.

It undoubtedly broke the long-standing curse and freed themselves from the shackles that bound their progress.

However, for Xie Que, this was not the first successful attempt. He had already verified this feasibility in an experiment.

With special "plug-ins", I will naturally not fall behind others.

At this moment, Xie Que was sitting quietly on the ground, his dry body absorbing nutrients from the depths of the earth at an astonishing speed.

The 10,081 parts of Qi and blood, which had originally reached the limit, could only barely fill one acupoint at this moment.

And those blood vessels buried deep underground seemed to have grown into self-sufficient "big kids", and he no longer needed to worry about matters of qi and blood.

However, Xie Que's mind at this moment was not completely immersed in the nourishment of qi and blood. His attention was more focused on the laws contained in the piece of world fragment just now.

The general world power is condensed from the ultimate qi and blood, but the power given to him by the God of Seeking was made from the fragments of the world.

Such world power is naturally more powerful, but it also means it is more dangerous, as it involves many uncontrollable factors.

But it was this danger that gave it enough power, enough to cause Xie Que's Dantian to shatter when it impacted him.

One year, three years, five years, and even a long ten years passed quietly, but Xie Que's figure remained the same, without any movement.

However, this does not mean that he has stagnated. On the contrary, the vitality and expansion momentum in his body are continuing in an imperceptible way.

The roots and blood vessels under his feet continued to spread outward, gradually incorporating the vast land into his territory.

By the third year, these root blood vessels had occupied a vast area of ​​nearly 100,000 square kilometers.

For the blessed land of samsara that has integrated the Qianfang Tianxin Seal, such an area may be just a tiny scale on its huge body.
But for Xie Que, this territory provided him with an endless supply of vitality and blood.

Every day, these qi and blood flowed into his body like a tide, nourishing every inch of his skin and every bone, allowing his cultivation to be greatly improved without his knowledge.

When the qi and blood accumulated to a certain level, Xie Que began to practice the cave heaven realm.

In the fifth year, with the continuous accumulation and dissipation of qi and blood, a blood pool about 100 meters in radius gradually formed beside Xie Que.

This pool of blood was formed by the condensation of his excess qi and blood, and was closely connected to the roots and blood vessels underground, becoming a part of his body.

In the blood pool, the blood was surging and boiling as if it was burned by a raging fire, and bursts of white smoke were rising.

This blood not only contains amazing vitality, but is also highly corrosive, and it constantly erodes the surrounding land.

As the blood continued to boil and rise, the blood pool soon overflowed.

The excess blood flowed like winding thin lines along the cracks and channels on the ground to other places.

The bamboo forest of the past was also completely corrupted by the blood and turned into part of a blood pool.

Yang Zhiyuan, who was outside, looked solemn at the moment: "Demon Path Technique... but it doesn't look like it."

"I can deduce that... this seems to be an orthodox method of martial arts practice..."

After pinching his fingers, a hint of disbelief appeared on his face.

He couldn't believe that this wasn't the kind of thing that took in everything in the world for nutrition.

It is a magical skill used to nourish one's own cultivation, but it seems to be an orthodox martial arts technique.

Moreover, Yang Zhiyuan could also sense the terrifying Qi and blood in Xie Que's body.
Even compared to a powerful celestial being, he is not much inferior.

You know, Xie Que is still two major realms away from becoming a celestial being.

This made Jerry Yang gasp.

"Could it be that the Buddha Emperor has returned?"

A trace of palpitation flashed through his eyes, but he immediately suppressed it:

"Even if you are really the Buddha Emperor, so what? This is no longer an era for you alone!"

Yang Zhiyuan turned around and said to the Seeking God beside him: "Take someone to analyze what the hell this guy is practicing." (End of this chapter)