Chapter 301: Celestial Convergence

Crackling above the Heavenly Dome, heavy clouds tumbled in torrents, releasing endless snow-like flakes as if a colossal electric dragon roiled within.

A rare winter thunder roared—a sudden winter storm as if the heavens themselves had been altered.

Before the Two-Hearted Great Sage’s Bizarre Temple.

Gongshu Jingjun and Tang Xiejia stood outside the Bizarre Temple, watching the once turbulent temple now settle into calm. Yet inside, eerie mists still churned, though far less tumultuous than the wild silver-haired upheaval when the Temple Protection Incantation and the demon monkey awoke.

But—

Their eyes narrowed in shock as they beheld three fiery lotus flames rising from within the Bizarre Temple.

Radiant beyond measure, blazing and majestic!

They danced like three glazed flower cups ignited on a divine body, swirling like a golden crow amidst surging cosmic tides, its cry resounding as it soared aloft!

Gongshu Jingjun remained composed; after all, he was of Divine Nucleus Great God lineage, though his martial arts were only average.

But Tang Xiejia was a bona fide Martial Saint. Even at the initial Human Core Martial Saint stage, how could he be indifferent to the Three Flowers of martial prowess?

These Three Flowers—

Simply surpassed his wildest imaginings!

Is this really the Three Flowers a mortal can muster?!

In human martial cultivation, after refining one’s essence, energy, and spirit and stepping into the Grandmaster realm, the entire journey is in preparation for the blossoming of one’s Three Flowers.

A Grandmaster martial artist refines the Human Core, honing vital energy to reach the Grandmaster realm.

Within the internal organs, refining the human essence forms the great Human Core. Divine Guts represent the refined blood and energy, while the Inherent Divine Guts mature the sensed spirit into something tangible, nurtured like a vital nutrient captured in perfect harmony.

Then, upon reaching the supreme Grandmaster realm, it becomes a process of unleashing, refining, and finally blooming the vital essence.

The Three Flowers—essence, energy, and spirit—constitute the very foundation of a martial warrior, even the root of a person.

Martial cultivation cannot do without these three fundamentals.

The highest state: Essence, Energy, Spirit—Heaven, Earth, and Man!

Essence is the extracted Human Core, the very source of a person.

Energy flows from the earth, surging like tides that drive the ebb and flow of blood, capable of overwhelming mountains and seas.

Spirit is born from the union of heaven and man—the divine spark within!

Thus, the Three Flowers are none other than the triad of Heaven, Earth, and Man…

When the Three Flowers converge, they afford a chance to channel the Five Energies to the Origin, condensing the Martial Saint’s primordial Divine Guts!

Every Grandmaster striving for Martial Saint status must undergo this critical phase!

Yet, this stage can sometimes be leaped over in one moment!

Take Nie Yang, for example: he nurtures his inner divine sword, and upon reaching the Divine Guts realm, his sword becomes his spirit. Once he comprehends the sword’s meaning, one strike can vault him straight into the supreme Grandmaster realm, igniting his Three Flowers with the blaze of his sword energy!

However, to so leap and ignite the Three Flowers in one go is exceedingly difficult—more so than steady advances.

A slight misstep might trap one in an endless span of time.

And then, a lifetime would be for naught.

Tang Xiejia was utterly shaken—such a marvelous, intricate display of the Three Flowers was both terrifying and inconceivable!

Is this truly the Three Flowers a mortal can summon?!

Can human essence, energy, and spirit really burgeon to such extents?!

Such a supreme Grandmaster might even shatter the martial barriers and contest a Martial Saint!

“Exquisite blood and energy, flawless heaven-man union, the very quintessence of the Human Core!”

“The dazzling Three Flowers, blazing like the noonday sun!”

Tang Xiejia took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly.

“Who is it?!”

“Inside the Two-Hearted Great Sage’s Bizarre Temple—someone is breaking through!”

“I suspect that one who can condense such exquisite Three Flowers must be aiming to shatter the Martial Saint barrier in one go!”

Tang Xiejia’s robust frame towered as his garments billowed. His fighting spirit surged, mobilizing his blood and energy; every vein throbbed like a roaring dragon!

Beside him, Gongshu Jingjun snapped back to reality from the dazzling display of the Three Flowers.

His expression shifted subtly.

“This mysterious mist—just moments ago it had been slowly calming! Who was it that stepped into the temple? How did he manage to enter?!”

Gongshu Jingjun felt goosebumps rise all over.

Why did the Two-Hearted Great Sage’s Bizarre Temple now seem so unfamiliar?

Previously, the temple was struck by lightning day after day.

But now, someone inside was condensing the highest Three Flowers, striving to breach the Martial Saint realm!

Who is it?

Have they taken over the temple?!

Is the divine aura of the Temple Spirit in the Bizarre Temple completely unconcerned?!

Gongshu Jingjun exchanged a glance with Tang Xiejia. In the next moment, both their auras soared massively.

Gongshu Jingjun produced a jade sword from his palm. After a swift squeeze that shattered it, a surge of sword energy roared upward into the clouds.

A calamity struck the Bizarre Temple!

Notify Sect Leader Lü Taibai!

Qianyuan Divine Sect.

Taibai Peak.

Snow fell in swirling flurries, spinning as it cascaded from the heavens onto the Grand Plaza and dark tiled roofs,

coalescing into icicle spears that shimmered with myriad hues in a spectacular display.

Meanwhile, on the Grand Plaza,

Lü Taibai was instructing XiXi in her cultivation.

At that moment, XiXi’s hand produced a brilliant gilded brick. Cradled in an arched arm, she looked every bit the rogue about to cause mischief.

Lü Taibai couldn’t help but smile silently.

“This is a God-Slamming Brick. That you have managed to summon it at last shows your Divine Perception has improved enough to challenge the Divine Vision realm.”

With his silver hair billowing, Lü Taibai said warmly.

“You need to try communicating with the divine weapon using your Divine Perception. The spiritual essence of a divine weapon corresponds with what you pre-sketch in your divine foundation—the pattern is of the 【Eight-Armed Three-Faced Yulian Unbroken Third Prince】. The Temple Spirit of the divine weapon is him.”

“Let your divine foundation draw in the weapon’s spirit. With time, the breakthrough to Divine Vision will come naturally.”

Lü Taibai ruffled XiXi’s head as he spoke.

“I originally hoped you’d trigger that Purple-Flame Serpent and the Fire-Tipped Spear, but—you haven’t yet birthed your Primordial Spirit, so it’s hard to stir this God-Slamming Brick. For now, you can only trace its pattern, unable to directly manipulate it with your Primordial Spirit.”

“You could always use it as a blunt weapon to knock people out.”

Lü Taibai explained to XiXi, who looked up with wide eyes.

“Swing the brick?”

“This God-Slamming Brick is a potent divine weapon, imbued with formidable divine essence. Even if not activated, a solid hit will leave any Primordial Spirit-adorned Divine Practitioner reeling.”

“It induces a staggering dizziness that none can resist.”

“Of course, you must hit your target well—only then will the brick serve as an ideal surprise attack.”

“However, once your cultivation grows strong enough to control this gold brick with your Primordial Spirit, its true power will be unleashed.”

Lü Taibai had once visited the Third Prince’s Bizarre Temple and even reclaimed the Yulian Yin Divine Sword. He had studied many of the Third Prince’s divine weapons.

In fact, Lü Taibai found it utterly absurd how the Third Prince’s Bizarre Temple was like a treasure trove overflowing with mythic weapons.

The only pity was that the iconic 【Xuanlei Vajra Qiankun Ring】 had ended up in the Sanqing Bizarre Temple of the Dragon Abyss Path.

If given the chance in the future, he would take XiXi along to retrieve that divine weapon.

With XiXi’s innate talent, her Third Prince suit might finally take shape…

Perhaps with this divine armor, she could even break into the top three of the Great Divine Rankings!

While Lü Taibai was still lecturing, his heart stirred as he looked to the distance and caught sight of a soaring sword light!

“In the direction of Shendiao Ridge—”

Lü Taibai’s brow furrowed slightly.

Although he was a Divine Nucleus Great God, without the Cosmic Chessboard he couldn’t maintain perpetual remote perception.

Thus, when something happens at Shendiao Ridge, a signal is still needed.

“XiXi, go consult with the Elder on the God-Slamming Brick. Master has business to attend to.”

Lü Taibai said kindly.

But XiXi looked up, panic-stricken. To her, Master’s smile was as devilish as ever!

It meant being sent off to the Demon Lair again!

“I’m not going!”

“I want to find Master’s wife to draw talismans!”

XiXi shouted, then turned to run. Before she could escape, Lü Taibai swiftly grabbed her and strode into the Elder’s courtyard.

The Elder sat on a rocking chair beneath the eaves, as smooth as silk, quietly immersed in his sacred texts.

He noticed XiXi being sent over.

Meanwhile, Lü Taibai transformed into a streak of sword light, shooting upward into the clouds and traversing the void.

Fang Han Shu, with his cultured manner and flowing beard, laughed and said, “XiXi, you’ve arrived?”

“Come on, let’s review last lesson. Now that you’ve grown a year older, we’re more mature. Miss a character and copy the name ten extra times, okay?”

XiXi held the gold brick in her hand and mumbled.

Damn it!

That damn Elder!

What does growing up have to do with copying names extra times?!

I just want to knock that damn Elder out with the brick!

Inside the Two-Hearted Great Sage’s Bizarre Temple,

three dazzling, vibrant Three Flowers of Essence, Energy, and Spirit burst forth, radiating like the blazing sun.

They burned, twisted, and emitted intense light that shattered the gloom within the temple—brilliant beyond compare!

At the center, Li Che stood motionless, a blazing Triple Flower of flame swirling above his head and shoulders like a gilded lotus!

Li Che suddenly flung open his eyes and exhaled deeply; his gaze burned as fiercely as the noonday sun, banishing all lingering mists!

Crack, crack, crack!

He spread out his arms as his sinews trembled and burst like thunder, his flesh aglow as if imbued with radiance. The Thunder Magnetic Conduit roiled, encircled by countless thunders roaring as though he had merged completely with his martial essence!

Boom, boom, boom!

Lightning exploded inside the Bizarre Temple as Li Che’s jet-black, vigorous hair whipped wildly, lashing out at the void with blinding brilliance!

His body, tempered to perfection through unparalleled trials, had reached the zenith of mortal flesh!

Within him, countless flecks of luminous energy intertwined with lightning—an awe-inspiring spectacle!

Every acupoint brimmed with vast amounts of refined Divine Guts!

The five divine seeds lay across him like shining stars, invisibly guiding the flow of blood and might through his meridians!

This was Li Che’s peerless body, forged through the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit’s arduous trials!

Inside the Bizarre Temple,

Li Che’s simple fist techniques unleashed surging Divine Guts as 540 strands of Inherent Divine Guts transformed into 540 streams of Three Flower Divine Qi!

Interwoven with the power of the Thunder Magnetic Conduit, they radiated utmost righteousness, dispelling evils and demons!

“The Grandmaster of the Highest Three Flowers—”

“At last it is complete!”

Li Che’s eyes burned like embers as he let out a long, low chant that shattered the silence within the temple.

“Six years in martial cultivation—from a Skin Polishing warrior to the Grandmaster of the Highest Three Flowers, from a fragile mortal to the very limits of flesh!”

Li Che felt a surge of mixed emotions, as if living lifetimes in an instant.

But soon, he smiled softly.

“It still isn’t enough.”

The Highest Three Flowers realm is neither my limit nor where I must stop.

Even beyond Martial Saint, there are the stages of Human Core, Qi Sea, Mountain Path, and Heavenly Gate awaiting me!

I cannot settle for mediocrity—I must protect my wife and daughter, shielding them in an ever-brighter future…”

Li Che must grow even stronger—

Always be vigilant!

Martial Saint isn’t enough!

Boom!

As his five fingers clenched, the terrifying power within him surged upward, resonating with his essence. The Three Flowers trembled, and the force, already at its peak, exploded once more!

The condensed Three Flower Divine Qi swirled in his palm, embodying an awe-inspiring, domineering might!

“Just as I suspected—this breakthrough into the Highest Three Flowers yields only a modest increase, for my flesh has already been honed to its absolute limit at the mortal level—there’s no further room for improvement…”

I can only muster a slight boost from the reallocation of Three Flower power, with virtually no gain in my physical endurance.

Sure, compared to before there is some improvement, but that comes solely from the enhanced quality of Divine Guts—Three Flower Qi is inevitably stronger than Inherent Divine Guts.

Yet if I were to ignite my divine seed, this boost would pale in comparison.

“Once I entered the state of the Three Flowers, I achieved its very pinnacle.”

“What is truly supreme? It is the perfection of mortal flesh. When flesh can progress no further, it becomes supreme.”

“And I am the true Supreme Grandmaster!”

“It seems the time has come to challenge Martial Saint.”

Having broken through the Highest Three Flowers, the trivial internal injuries of my organs have been completely repaired.

At this moment, Li Che’s state had reached its apex.

To break through Martial Saint, one must be in perfect condition.

The Martial Saint barrier is notoriously difficult—many Grandmasters spend a lifetime trying to shatter the Human Core barrier, condense the primordial Divine Guts, and step into the realm of Martial Saint.

In the vast Lingnan Path, amid countless warriors and many clans, there are barely a dozen Martial Saints.

Most Martial Saints even come from outside.

That alone speaks to the near-impossibility of attaining Martial Saint!

Li Che, residing in Daocheng of the Qianyuan Divine Sect, had seen Martial Saints only by a stroke of survivor’s luck—a Martial Saint appearing in a province can overshadow everyone!

Forged by the furnace of Grandmasters and refined through the Five Martial Saint Techniques, the Five Organs, and the Five Divine Seeds—

Li Che’s martial training had been honed to perfection.

Now, with his spirit soaring and his will as fierce as ever, he was ready to challenge Martial Saint.

All in one explosive surge!

With a motion, his entire body became a vortex, drawing in every bit of blood and energy through his acupoints!

Sensing a rapidly approaching presence, Li Che’s dark hair whipped as he clenched his fist.

In an instant, he vanished from the Bizarre Temple.

The dazzling radiance faded; the white candlelight returned to its steady flicker.

All that remained was the statue of the Two-Hearted Great Sage atop the altar, a subtle smile gracing its lips.

Boom!

Sword light raged brilliantly.

Silver hair streamed as Lü Taibai, Gongshu Jingjun, and Tang Xiejia stepped into the Two-Hearted Great Sage’s Bizarre Temple.

“Hmm?”

“There’s no one here?!”

The temple, unnervingly calm, showed no signs of blood or qi.

Tang Xiejia and Gongshu Jingjun exchanged perplexed looks.

“Did you see it?!”

“Could it be that the Two-Hearted Great Sage is condensing his Three Flowers?!”

Tang Xiejia scratched his head, puzzled.

Lü Taibai’s sword energy churned within the light, but he remained silent.

His eyes swept over the entire temple as his slender lips pursed.

“No…”

“Someone has broken through, but they’ve already left.”

Lü Taibai remarked calmly.

Inside the temple, the celestial energy had grown extraordinarily thin.

Even a Bizarre Temple, no matter how enshrouded by mystic barriers, must remain nourished by the world’s spirit.

Lü Taibai’s powerful senses detected that the spirit here was a hundred times sparser than normal.

“Such an enigmatic departure method…”

“It appears that a powerful figure from the Underworld is involved.”

Lü Taibai’s words left Gongshu Jingjun and Tang Xiejia dumbfounded.

“The Underworld?!”

They had heard of Yama’s exploits in the Underworld. Now, their sensitivity to that realm was heightened.

Suddenly, Gongshu Jingjun’s eyes narrowed.

“The Underworld fiends in Daocheng can’t identify their true forms or origins at all—

“Could it be that aside from Underworld Cat Face, all the other fiends hide within the Bizarre Temple?!”

Gongshu Jingjun took a deep breath.

Lü Taibai’s eyes glittered as he smiled, “That is—quite possible.”

“Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain where those Underworld figures have vanished to—Su Family, Dao Master Residence,

or even the Corpse God Sect can’t find them even if they dug the earth three feet deep.”

Lü Taibai shook his head. “To see such a magnificent Three Flower bloom, I wonder which Underworld fiend has broken through?”

“Enough, they will show themselves eventually.”

He glanced at the Two-Hearted Great Sage’s Bizarre Temple.

Then he looked at Gongshu Jingjun and Tang Xiejia.

“Send out the message: the mists of the Two-Hearted Great Sage’s Bizarre Temple have settled—

it is now open. Let everyone enter the Bizarre Temple to search for the Freewill Gold-Iron Divine Staff.”

“He who seeks divine weapons will find that the weapons await the destined one.”

Snow fell in a drifting cascade, blanketing the mountains in white jade.

As Lü Taibai and the others entered the Two-Hearted Great Sage’s Bizarre Temple, Li Che had already slipped away.

He returned to the study of the Elders’ Court in the disciple city of the Qianyuan Divine Sect.

Even Lü Taibai, the Divine Nucleus Great God, couldn’t enter the Bizarre Temple swiftly.

One had to gradually dispel the mystic fog and open the barriers to step inside.

Forcing one’s way in might provoke the sanctuary’s fury, with mists surging a thousand feet high!

As for Li Che, he left his chess piece inside the temple—unconcerned, for wherever the Feilei Chess Piece settled, Li Che could follow!

This concept-level power derived from a Dao Fruit is such that even a Bizarre Temple cannot halt it.

Inside the study, the Painted Immortal clone, having roamed freely for six days outside, nodded toward Li Che, then dissolved into inky mist, vanishing from sight.

Li Che’s ink-patterned, golden lotus shirt flapped in the cold wind, leaving him feeling refreshed.

Though he planned to challenge Martial Saint, he wasn’t in a hurry.

He would first bring his state to perfection.

Creak.

Li Che stepped out of the study.

There he saw Granny Mu sitting under the eaves, admiring the snowy scene.

Nearby, Nie Yang was instructing Li Chengzhou in the courtyard.

After XiXi’s birthday, she only had a three-day holiday. Once the break ended, Lü Taibai whisked her away for training,

for the upcoming 【Paotao Victory Gathering】 in Divine Capital—an event every major sect sends its prodigious disciples to attend.

In just a few days, the Qianyuan Divine Sect’s caravan would set out to Divine Capital.

Before the ordinary Paotao Gathering commences, all sect leaders, disciples, and elders would arrive a month ahead.

Lü Taibai intended for XiXi to break through from Divine Foundation to Divine Vision before heading to Divine Capital.

At six years old, reaching the Divine Vision realm is a rare achievement.

At least in the fledgling Dragon Victory Gathering, she’d have a bit more of an edge.

Unfortunately, the fledgling gathering is limited to prodigies aged five to fifteen, and XiXi was still too young to have a significant advantage.

Lü Taibai sent XiXi away for the experience.

“Keep a stable stance, lift your sword straight. Though heavy, you must get used to a heavy blade. When you master a heavy sword, a light one will seem weightless!”

“Think of the gap between you and XiXi! She’s about to break through Divine Vision, and you—you haven’t even grasped the basic sword technique! Relying solely on passion won’t suffice!”

Nie Yang, hands clasped behind him, continually admonished.

Li Chengzhou, covered in thick snow, crouched in a firm stance, gripping a heavy Xuan Iron Sword; his whole body trembled with exertion.

Uncle, Aunt, and Cousin-in-law Liu Chunming huddled beneath the eaves, warming themselves by the charcoal stove, their eyes filled with worry as they watched Li Chengzhou, clad in only a thin garment, practice swordplay amid the icy wilderness.

Ever since they learned that Nie Yang often instructed Li Chengzhou in the courtyard, Uncle and the others would frequently drop by,

grateful for the chance to see him train.

Though they were ordinary folks, thanks to Li Che’s esteemed status as an Elder, they could freely enter the Divine Sect.

Li Che emerged from the house and immediately caught Nie Yang’s attention, sending a chill down his spine.

Nie Yang’s hair stood on end, and in that moment, an overwhelming aura of Grandmaster power burst forth, shattering countless snowflakes as it erupted.

The Three Flowers on his head and shoulders trembled incessantly.

“Elder—”

Nie Yang panted heavily, his eyes filled with both terror and awe.

His sword aura—

It trembled as if facing a monster, in a horrifying quiver!

Li Che paused, then with a thought, executed the Sleeping Dragon Elephant technique, completely suppressing his aura.

“You two continue. I’ve just conjured a half-Saint Divine Condor to clear my head,”

Li Che laughed.

Nie Yang bowed respectfully.

Boom!

Suddenly, the entire Daocheng of the Qianyuan Divine Sect trembled violently.

A majestic sword aura surged into the clouds, bursting forth as countless sword lights intertwined in a fierce display.

Lü Taibai, his silver hair streaming, stood amidst the sword light with his arms crossed.

“In five days, at the Two-Hearted Great Sage’s Bizarre Temple, the Six-Eared Yulian Divine Monkey, the Martial Saint, and the Bizarre Temple will open. My decree stands—everyone must comply. Only those whose cultivation is above the rule and who have undergone the Martial Saint and Divine Nucleus Transformation may enter; all others shall be ruthlessly slain.”

“Only Inherent Grandmasters and above may enter.”

Lü Taibai’s calm voice resounded like thunder throughout Daocheng.

Snowflakes were sliced apart by sword energy, and his placid words carried an austere, oppressive might.

Li Che’s eyes flashed.

“Five days?”

“Five days…”

“That should suffice.”

The Two-Hearted Great Sage’s Bizarre Temple was about to open!

The opportunity for the Freewill Gold-Iron Divine Staff would be unveiled to all!

Within half a day, the news spread throughout the city—a message long in the making, drawing powerful cultivators from all directions.

The Freewill Gold-Iron Divine Staff had earned worldwide fame after calculations by the Imperial Watch’s Grand Inspector; its legend attracted warriors from afar.

After all, with its ties to Qitian Temple—a once-mighty force—the staff naturally drew the attention of many formidable opponents.

Thus, warriors from various Daochengs and major sects came running.

Amid fierce winds, swirling snow, and ancient trees shrouded in vapor,

outside Daocheng of Qianyuan,

on the main road,

a uniquely styled carriage slowly advanced, pulled by a golden-scaled flood-dragon steed, unhurried.

The carriage boasted glazed-tile roofs with upturned eaves, each adorned with a hanging golden bell,

and tiny Buddhist charms.

With each move, the bells clashed with the charms, creating a sonorous, resonant tone.

The sound was deep and majestic, like a celestial chant that cleansed the soul.

The carriage moved unimpeded, yet draped in golden gauze, where a middle-aged monk in golden robes and a gilded kasaya sat calmly.

The driver was a burly monk full of robust vitality.

The monk slowly opened his eyes and gazed toward the magnificent, sprawling city.

“Daocheng of Qianyuan—we have arrived.”

“Once a thriving center of Divine Condor power that birthed a Divine Condor Saint—now it lies in decay.”

“In centuries, only one Divine Condor Half-Saint has emerged.”

“But a 25-year-old Divine Condor Half-Saint might just be the spark to revive Daocheng’s divine glory.”

“A 25-year-old Divine Condor Half-Saint who shares affinity with our Buddhist path.”

The monk murmured softly.

“Amitabha. The Buddha sent me to also inspect that Freewill Gold-Iron Divine Staff within the Two-Hearted Great Sage’s Bizarre Temple.”

“The Two-Hearted Great Sage has taken refuge in our Buddhist path. Though the Bizarre Temple stands in Qianyuan, its divine weapon rightly belongs in our Xiao Lingyin Temple.”

“In five days, when the Two-Hearted Great Sage’s Bizarre Temple opens,”

“we shall go and redeem the Divine Condor Master who has affinity with Xiao Lingyin Temple.”

“Let us travel to the Divine Condor Ridge of Qianyuan Divine Sect, and witness the bygone glory of this fallen Daocheng.”

“Follow my command.”

Daocheng of Qianyuan.

Tinglei Alley.

Private Workshop Courtyard.

Li Che stood with his arms folded, eyes closed, gazing upward in the icy blizzard.

Snowflakes swirled around him as if locked in mid-air by an unseen force, unable to fall or dissipate.

Inside him, his vital energy surged with a deafening roar.

With each breath drawn, snowflakes danced outward and inward,

as if Li Che were cocooned in a silken shroud, pulsing with every exhale.

In the blink of a day,

after breaking through to the Highest Three Flowers realm, Li Che began to refine and consolidate his martial path.

He slowly opened his eyes.

Glimers of radiance flashed before him.

[Dao Fruit: Dragon Elephant Vajra (lv5 45%)]

From the realm of Inherent Grandmaster to that of the Highest Three Flower Grandmaster, condensing the Three Flowers only increased maturity by 5%—truly modest.

Yet for Li Che, it was good news.

He had accumulated 15% of Dao Fruit maturation insight, awaiting his breakthrough to Martial Saint!

They say the difficulty of Martial Saint is akin to scaling the heavens.

And Li Che’s peerless, refined Human Core made his breakthrough all the more arduous!

But no matter how tough it gets, Li Che will inevitably attempt to shatter through…

In just one day,

Li Che brought his state to perfection!

There was no time to delay any longer.

Boom!

As his energy burst outward, all the snowflakes evaporated into rising mist—a hazy, ethereal shroud resembling drifting clouds enveloping him, like the eye of a swirling hurricane.

Amidst the howling winds and rumbling auras,

Li Che slowly shed the golden lotus silk shirt, hand-stitched by his wife Zhang Ya, and donned form-fitting black attire.

The sleek black fabric clung to his sculpted muscles, outlining every curve perfectly.

Li Che then slowly stretched his sinews—his back piled with strength, as fearsome as a demon!

“I have broken through the Highest Three Flowers; no anomaly in the Three Flowers can hold me back—

“And when I break through Martial Saint— the impact will be immense.”

“It might even trigger the Martial Saint calamity, the heavenly and earthly tribulation that nothing can shield within the Cosmic Chessboard.”

“Thus, I must choose the proper breakthrough ground.”

Li Che’s eyes shone with golden, fragrant smoke, like precious agarwood.

“Which sacred site will allow me to ascend as Martial Saint?”