Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

Inside the room in Spirit Refinement Tower, Ao Lingchen was sitting cross-legged. He found that... Even the first floor of the Spirit Refinement Tower was a holy land for cultivation. The density of the spiritual energy in the room was far beyond what the outside world could compare with. The most terrifying thing was that... Apart from the density, the spiritual energy in the room was also extremely pure. It was like the fine sand sifted through a sieve, the essence of the essence...    

If the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth outside was a turbid stream, then the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth inside would be a filtered small river. It was no wonder that the Essence Sword Sect was getting stronger and stronger in such a special place of cultivation. No wonder they were able to cultivate so many top grade experts.    

Ao Lingchen even had such a thought in his heart. Even if a pig was placed in such a place with abundant spiritual energy, it could still become a spirit after a long period of time.    

The messy thoughts were quickly thrown to the back of Ao Lingchen's mind. He calmed his mind and calmed his mind in a short period of time. He put his mind on cultivation. He knew very well that in the Essence Sword Sect where the law of the jungle was more obvious, he had to become stronger as soon as possible, and only by becoming stronger would he be able to live a better life. Only by becoming stronger would he be able to avoid being bullied by the people around him. Only by becoming stronger would he be able to obtain the upper echelons of the sect. Only then would he be able to obtain the attention of these people.    

"Luoluo, Father, you all wait for me. I'll quickly come and find you all!"    

Taking a deep breath, Ao Lingchen's brows were frivolous, and his expression became serious. He didn't let out a sigh of relief upon arriving at the Essence Sword Sect. Instead, his mind became tense. Because he had to seize the opportunity to become stronger as soon as possible. Only in this way could he find his father and Luoluo as soon as possible. These two matters had always been as heavy as mountains. They pressed down on his shoulders, making it hard for him to breathe.    

"Mixed Essence Arts, let's see if you're really as I guessed!"    

Ao Lingchen was very satisfied with everything around him, but after trying out the benefits of the pure Yuan Qi, Ao Lingchen had a greedy idea. He wanted to do both at the same time, and use the Mixed Essence Arts to further purify the natural Qi of Spirit Refinement Tower.    

Ao Lingchen sat with his legs crossed. The Mixed Essence Arts was like a fire wheel circulating in his meridians. The pure natural energy around him was like a fairy attracted by candy. It rushed into his body and permeated into his body.    

At this moment, the pores on Ao Lingchen's body seemed to be greatly stimulated. He was like a gluttonous ghost with his mouth wide open, swallowing the natural Qi in large mouthfuls.    

It had to be said that Ao Lingchen's guess was correct. Even the natural spiritual energy that had been purified by Spirit Refinement Tower, under the effect of the Mixed Essence Arts, had been further purified by the Yuan energy in his Dantian.    

This discovery made Ao Lingchen overjoyed. He also tried his best to absorb the spiritual energy that lingered around his body.    

Time passed in the long process of absorbing the natural energy. Unwittingly, Ao Lingchen's Dantian was filled with pure Yuan energy. Every part of his body and meridians were filled with Yuan energy.    

Feeling the surging Yuan energy in his body, Ao Lingchen felt a strong feeling in his heart. This feeling appeared in his body without any warning.    

Of course, even so, this feeling didn't make Ao Lingchen proud at all. Instead, it made him frown slightly.    

The Yuan Qi in his body was overflowing, and his Dantian was full. However, Ao Lingchen didn't feel any signs of the shackles on his cultivation base loosening. This made him, who was eager to improve his cultivation base, feel a little irritated.    

If it was outside of the Essence Sword Sect, Ao Lingchen would be very satisfied with such a huge change in his body and such a short period of time.    

However, this was the Essence Sword Sect, an overlord sect. The competition here was as cruel as the law of the jungle. If he couldn't improve his cultivation base and combat strength quickly, he wouldn't even know how he would end up being eaten.    

Different environments would give different thoughts. Currently, Ao Lingchen only had one thought in his mind. It was to become stronger in a short period of time, even if he couldn't have a seat in the Essence Sword Sect. At the very least, he had to have the ability to protect himself and the people around him!    

"My cultivation base has just broken through not long ago. I won't be able to break through the bottleneck in a short period of time. There was no need to think about breaking through in a short period of time. This way, if I want to increase my combat strength in a short period of time, perhaps the Power of Destruction that has been destroyed in all directions will be an opportunity! "    

Feeling the Yuan Qi in his body overflowing, no matter how he circulated the Mixed Essence Arts and Creation Spell, the bottleneck of his cultivation remained motionless. Ao Lingchen's brows also slightly wrinkled.    

At this time, Ao Lingchen was very clear about his own shortcomings. He was lacking in cultivation techniques.    

Indeed, the effect of the Mixed Essence Arts was very obvious. However, in Ao Lingchen's eyes, perhaps this Mixed Essence Arts could not be considered a cultivation technique, but a supplementary cultivation technique. In order to increase his cultivation speed, he needed to find another cultivation technique to replace the Creation Spell.    

Thinking of using the Power of Destruction to cultivate, Ao Lingchen no longer hesitated. He focused his mind and quietly circulated the Ten Directions Annihilation Formation in his body.    

Along with the circulation of the Ten Directions Annihilation, traces of grayish-black energy surged from his meridians. The circulating energy was the size of a strand of hair, and the grayish-black luster gave people a very ordinary feeling. However, Ao Lingchen could see the scariness from this ordinary tiny energy. He could also feel the terrifying Qi.    

Ao Lingchen didn't know what kind of power the Power of Destruction was, but even if it was just a tiny bit of energy... He could feel a terrifying energy from it. This was also the reason why he longed for this kind of power. However, he was also afraid of it from the bottom of his heart.    

What was different from the usual was that this time, Ao Lingchen no longer unleashed the destructive Qi from Gray Meng. Instead, he wanted to stimulate his physique and merge it into his body. He wanted his physique to become stronger and more terrifying.    

Ao Lingchen's mental energy was extremely concentrated. Beads of sweat appeared on Ao Lingchen's forehead. He slowly controlled the Power of Destruction to seep into his arm muscles. He did not dare to directly merge the Power of Destruction into the key parts of his arm. He could only penetrate through the muscles on his arm, which were the easiest to control.    

The gray Power of Destruction passed through his meridians and directly penetrated into the muscles on his arm. A violent force instantly rampaged through his muscles like a Fierce Beast that had gone out of control.    

The moment this kind of force entered his muscles, it only gave Ao Lingchen two chances to experience it. Violent and terrifying, almost everywhere the Power of Destruction passed. There was only one adjective, which was destruction, even with Ao Lingchen's tough physique. After being tempered by the Heavenly Martial Ladder and being baptized by the mysterious bloodline in his body, he was eclipsed by this power. His muscles immediately withered, and the muscles that were hit directly turned into ashes. It was left in his arm.    

"Pu!"    

Ao Lingchen felt a sweetness in his throat, and he lost control of his body. A mouthful of blood was spat out from his mouth, and his face instantly turned pale. His originally strong arm had become as thin as firewood at this moment. His skin was dry and wrinkled, like the arm of an old man in his 70s or 80s.    

Horrifying. Ao Lingchen's attempt had almost destroyed his own arm. He had finally tasted the bitter fruit of his crazy attempt.