Further Cultivation Methods of the Spirit Marrow Saint-Piercing Method

As Ning Fan's voice fell, his vital blood surged wildly. Blood flowed through his veins like rushing rivers, his bones popped with crisp cracks, and his heart pounded like a war drum.

The next moment.

Scales emerged across Ning Fan's right arm. The entire limb grew thicker and broader as his hand transformed into a fearsome dragon claw.

Roar!

A dragon's cry erupted from Ning Fan's palm, radiating outward in visible ripples of sound.

This was the first time Ning Fan had truly unleashed the Treasure Art: Dragon Cry. The might of this Treasure Art absolutely surpassed that of an ordinary Middle Grade Profound Rank martial skill.

It even approached the might of the Wushi Seal under normal conditions.

It made sense.

The power of the Treasure Art: Dragon Cry depended on a cultivator's physique, physical strength, and Spirit Mark. In all three aspects, Ning Fan was considered top-notch among Profound Extreme Realm cultivators!

Therefore, the might of the Treasure Art: Dragon Cry was naturally elevated, reaching the level of a Top Grade martial skill.

The most important point-

The Treasure Art: Dragon Cry did not consume spiritual power, but rather vital blood. This meant that even if his spiritual power was exhausted, Ning Fan could still execute a devastating strike.

"Die!"

Ning Fan stomped heavily on the ground, leaping into the air to appear directly above the shadowy figure. Looking down from above, he descended with the crushing momentum of a collapsing mountain, swinging his dragon claw to obliterate the figure below.

The figure possessed no concept of fear. Its face showed neither sorrow nor joy as it raised a fist to meet Ning Fan's strike.

Boom!

A dull, heavy impact echoed out. The figure's fist failed to hinder Ning Fan in the slightest. It was slammed directly into the ground.

The massive dragon claw completely engulfed the figure, flattening it into the stone.

Roar!

Another dragon's cry sounded. The ground beneath Ning Fan's claw instantly exploded, sending shattered stone flying. A spiderweb of fractures spread across the nearby arena floor, fully demonstrating the terrifying power of this strike.

The dragon claw was merely a physical manifestation of a Demon Beast's form. While it naturally enhanced his raw strength, the true killing blow of the Treasure Art: Dragon Cry...

Lay in the shockwave of sound that erupted at the point of impact!

"Huff..."

Ning Fan withdrew his palm, and his arm slowly reverted to its human form. After just a single move, a wave of profound weakness spread outward from deep within his body.

His entire body was drenched in cold sweat, as if he had just been pulled from a lake.

"Tch."

"It really is powerful. With this Treasure Art, it's equivalent to gaining another formidable trump card. I wonder what kind of Demon Beast that Beast Soul Bone came from," Ning Fan muttered to himself.

A Treasure Art inherited from a Beast Soul Bone was closely tied to the species and bloodline of the Demon Beast. Yet, even with Ye Honglian's vast knowledge, she could not identify which Demon Beast possessed a bloodline capable of unleashing a move as majestic as the Treasure Art: Dragon Cry.

Ning Fan speculated that it was likely the chaotic result of intermingling, bloodline fusion, and strange variation. This Treasure Art: Dragon Cry likely did not belong to any recorded Demon Beast.

"Hmm?"

As he waited in the silence, Ning Fan couldn't help but frown slightly.

Something wasn't right.

Logically, after defeating the shadow, the arena should have been enveloped in spiritual light to signify a successful challenge. But now, the arena remained completely unchanged.

Moreover, the flattened figure on the ground had not vanished. Even so, it had been crushed completely out of shape by Ning Fan's strike.

If it were a real person...

They would have died a dozen times over by now.

Just what exactly was going on!?

The next moment.

Under Ning Fan's shocked gaze, the "flattened" figure slowly dragged itself upright, wobbling unsteadily before him.

A terrifying wave of spiritual power rippled from its body!

"This is..."

Ning Fan's gaze sharpened. Even in this state, did this shadow intend to clash with him using a martial skill?!

But contrary to Ning Fan's expectations...

The figure did not execute any martial technique. It simply waved its hand, sending a raw, surging torrent of spiritual power crashing directly toward Ning Fan.

"A pure release of spiritual power!?" Ning Fan muttered.

The sheer volume of spiritual power was terrifying, far exceeding the limits of a normal sixth-layer Profound Extreme Realm cultivator. However, indiscriminately blasting raw spiritual power was a rather foolish method, as it failed to condense or utilize the energy efficiently.

Ning Fan had a way to deal with this!

Ning Fan's fingers flew into motion, rapidly forming one profound hand seal after another. But halfway through weaving the signs, he felt something strange.

There was no martial skill fluctuation!?

"Dragon Snake Evolution Hand!"

Ning Fan attempted to execute the Dragon Snake Evolution Hand, but this time, not even the black-grey mist appeared. For some inexplicable reason...

He couldn't use martial skills!?

A flash of realization suddenly struck Ning Fan. This trial was likely targeting the raw spiritual power within a cultivator's body. Because it was a pure test of spiritual power, martial techniques were strictly sealed away!

Realizing this, Ning Fan immediately swept his hand outward, blasting out a torrential wave of his own spiritual power.

He was right!

Pure spiritual power release was allowed!

Boom!

The two streams of raw spiritual power violently clashed in midair, instantly exploding into a volatile wave of spiritual pressure. As the shockwaves receded, Ning Fan's gaze sharpened even further.

The raw spiritual power contained within the shadow before him was simply terrifying!

It had to be known, Ning Fan cultivated the Tianxuan Heart Sutra. With the profound blessing of this cultivation method, the quality and total volume of Ning Fan's spiritual power vastly surpassed ordinary cultivators at the same realm. Jumping ranks to fight was nothing out of the ordinary for him. Yet, the spiritual torrent released by this faceless figure seemed even more tyrannical!

Boom!

As the stalemate dragged on, the torrent of spiritual power emitted by the figure actually continued to strengthen. Ning Fan's boots began to involuntarily drag backward across the stone floor.

Ning Fan gritted his teeth. He desperately emptied the spiritual power from his meridians, pushing his limits to maintain the deadlock.

However, before his sliding figure even reached the edge of the arena...

He was already showing signs of complete exhaustion.

Directly blasting out untempered spiritual power was indeed a crude and brutal method, but its consumption rate was staggering. In just a few breaths of time, Ning Fan's spiritual reserves were nearly drained dry.

Boom!

The very instant the torrent of spiritual power pouring from Ning Fan's palm showed a slight sign of weakening, the balance shattered. His body was thrown uncontrollably backward, blasted directly off the arena stage by the overwhelming force.

"Husband, be careful!"

Yun Qingyao leaped into the air, gracefully catching Ning Fan mid-flight. Fortunately, a pure blast of spiritual power lacked the focused lethality of a true martial technique. The moment Yun Qingyao's delicate arm wrapped securely around Ning Fan's waist, she easily neutralized the lingering impact.

Their bodies spun gently in midair for a brief moment before landing steadily on the ground.

Upon touching down, Ning Fan immediately looked back toward the stage. The shadowy figure was visibly recovering at a rapid pace, returning to its flawless state from before the challenge began.

Just as he thought.

That pure clash of spiritual power was an unavoidable part of the trial. If a challenger couldn't overpower it in a contest of raw spiritual energy, they wouldn't be allowed to pass.

Buzz...

A resonant hum echoed out as a brilliant beam of light descended from the dome above, enveloping both Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao. At the same time, an ancient, ethereal voice resounded through the space.

"The Spirit Marrow Saint-Piercing Method: the Novice stage tempers the skin; the advanced stage refines the flesh. You disciples have stepped into a brand new realm and may now inherit the further cultivation methods of the Spirit Marrow Saint-Piercing Method."

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