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Chapter 213 Facing Nature with a Mortal Body! (Updated 55 times out of 2 words)

The next morning.

The morning light of this blessed land shines through the sparse bamboo shadows onto the Bamboo Creek Courtyard.

Fang Qingyu pushed open the door, and Jiang Wei followed behind him like a little tail.

The two arrived at the edge of the training field, where Wei Banmeng and the other two had just finished their morning exercise and were wiping away their sweat.

"Qingzi?"

When Wei Banmeng saw Fang Qingyu approaching, her cool eyes held a questioning look.

Fang Qingyu's gaze swept over the three of them, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable power: "I'm preparing to enter the 'Abyss' again. How about you? How are you doing?"

"Go in now?" Chu Kuanglan paused, wiping his sweat, and said in a deep voice, "Fang Shen, are you... ready? The final kick of a Martial Arts Grandmaster."

Lu Jiuyuan also cast a surprised and suspicious look at him: "Fang Shen, are you already prepared?"

Wei Banmeng didn't speak, but just looked at Fang Qingyu, waiting for his answer.

Fang Qingyu nodded slightly.

Beneath the calm surface of his molten gold eyes, magma seemed to surge.

"I feel that we're just missing that one last, tiny, mysterious thing," he said slowly, his voice low. "Let's see if we can find it this time we go in."

The voice just fell.

A peaceful and gentle sound, like a spring breeze rustling through a bamboo forest, suddenly rang out beside everyone.

"This last point is the resonance with the power of nature. What you lack is not accumulation, but the 'confrontation' that comes after letting go."

The group was startled and turned their heads sharply.

Yan Shouzhen had quietly appeared under the bamboo shadows, dressed in a plain long robe, exuding a peaceful and serene aura, as if he had become one with this blessed land.

"Sect Master Yan!"

The four of them quickly bowed in greeting.

Jiang Wei also raised her head, looked at Yan Shouzheng with her clear eyes, and then lowered her head to continue swiping on the tablet.

Yan Shouzhen casually waved his hand, indicating that there was no need for formalities. His gaze lingered on Fang Qingyu for a moment, with a hint of barely perceptible approval, before he walked over and sat down on a stone bench.

"Since you're all here, I'll take this opportunity to tell you about the final threshold for becoming a martial arts grandmaster."

His voice was calm, yet each word was clear, like the gentle ringing of a jade chime, striking the hearts of the group.

Fang Qingyu and the others immediately composed themselves and sat down in front of Yan Shouzheng, their eyes fixed intently on him.

"The so-called perception of nature and the induction of extraordinary phenomena in the world are not as simple as they seem."

Yan Shouzhen's gaze was distant, as if he had pierced through the barriers of the blessed land and seen the raging "abyss".

"In the 'Abyss,' you experienced thunderstorms, lava, darkness, and hurricanes, seemingly confronting the might of nature. But your blood and energy, your physical strength, your bodies, and even your minds and wills, had already subconsciously activated at full power the moment they came into contact with that terrifying heavenly might, building layer upon layer of defense in an attempt to resist it."

Yan Shouzhen's gaze swept over the group, carrying a profound insight that seemed to see through everything.

"This is not a true confrontation. It is merely the powerful instinct of martial artists, which, while protecting yourselves, also prevents you from 'feeling' the power of heaven and earth in the purest and most primal way."

“To truly comprehend nature, one needs…” Yan Shouzhen paused, his tone becoming extremely solemn, “to let go of everything! Let go of your qi and blood, let go of your internal energy, let go of your defenses, let go of your identity as a martial artist! To embrace, to bear, and to experience the most authentic vastness, rage, ruthlessness, and nature of the world with a completely naked mortal body!”

"To face the might of heaven and earth with a mortal body?"

Lu Jiuyuan murmured unconsciously, his face filled with disbelief.

Chu Kuanglan's eyes widened in shock, and he blurted out in a muffled voice, "Master! This...this is no different from suicide! Without the protection of blood and qi, without the support of internal energy...if a simple bolt of lightning strikes, or if you're splashed by lava, or blown up by a tornado, wouldn't you be...wouldn't you be doomed?!"

His voice was filled with strong doubt and fear, expressing the sentiments of everyone present except Jiang Wei.

Facing the extreme environments of nature, with a mortal body?

That's not enlightenment, that's suicide!

Yan Shouzhen listened to Chu Kuanglan's almost out-of-control questioning, but instead of getting angry, he slowly shook his head and let out a meaningful chuckle.

"Hehehe"

Laughter echoed through the bamboo forest, carrying a sense of worldly wisdom and a touch of understanding of the instinctive fear one feels towards the younger generation.

Between life and death, there is great terror, but also great opportunity.

Yan Shouzheng's gaze was profound, as if it contained the wisdom accumulated over countless years.

"The path of martial arts is about living towards death. How can you see the most authentic rhythm of heaven and earth, which is obscured by powerful forces, if you don't push yourself to the brink?"
How can you truly resonate with nature?

“You think it’s a dead end, a suicide,” Yan Shouzhen’s gaze finally landed on Fang Qingyu, with a profound meaning, “but this is the only way to break through the barrier of the Grandmaster.”

The moment the words fell.

Yan Shouzhen's figure, like wisps of smoke scattered by the wind, naturally faded away from reality before everyone's eyes.

The soft laughter that had been echoing through the bamboo forest just a moment ago was still ringing in my ears, but the stone bench was now completely empty.

Only Fang Qingyu and his three companions, along with Jiang Wei who was holding a tablet, remained, facing the empty stone bench and the swaying bamboo shadows.

The air seemed to freeze.

Chu Kuanglan stared, his mouth agape, the astonishment still lingering on his face.

Lu Jiuyuan's brows were furrowed, and his eyes flickered intensely, clearly indicating that he was engaged in a fierce internal struggle.

Wei Banmeng's usually cold face was now filled with seriousness. She looked at Fang Qingyu, as if trying to discern something from his expression.

Fang Qingyu remained seated.

His molten gold eyes were lowered, gazing at the ground in front of him.

That cold, hard face was as if sculpted from the hardest granite, without a trace of emotion.

His hands, resting on his knees, curled up very slightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from the excessive force.

The frequency of breathing seemed to be a tiny half-beat slower than usual.

He was like a volcano that had been suppressed to the extreme.

Beneath the calm surface, magma, powerful enough to incinerate everything, is surging and boiling.

With a mortal body, one faces the might of heaven and earth.

Yan Shouzhen's words were like a heavy hammer, smashing open the door in his heart that led to the ultimate path.

It's not fear, it's not retreat.

I'm so excited!
It was an irrepressible, almost boiling desire!

Strip away all power, and with your purest, most primal flesh and blood, challenge the thunder! Embrace the storm! Measure the lava!
Go and feel the power of heaven and earth that is enough to crush steel.

The idea itself carries an almost insane romance and the allure of pushing the limits!

Fang Qingyu seemed to hear the ear-splitting thunder calling him, feel the scorching heat of the molten lava flowing beneath his feet, and smell the chilling wind that froze his soul.
Every cell was trembling with excitement!

That is the most direct exploration of the essence of power!
It is the cruelest and most realistic test of one's own limits!

after one day.

Inside the high-speed elevator leading to the underground teleportation hall at the edge of the blessed land.

Fang Qingyu wore a simple black combat uniform, with the Dragon Sparrow Awakening at his waist. Nine dragon-bone-like tendons were wrapped around the scabbard, with a faint flow of dark gold and purple lightning.

Jiang Wei was still wearing that pale yellow dress, standing quietly beside him.

The elevator descended silently and rapidly.

Fang Qingyu stood ramrod straight, his face calm.

Only in the depths of those deep, molten gold eyes, a trace of intense light, like a volcano about to erupt, flowed, impossible to completely conceal.

It was a kind of forced suppression.
Extreme excitement and anticipation for the upcoming "Mortal Trial"!

After listening to Yan Shouzhen's words, Fang Qingyu...

He repeatedly simulated in his mind what it would be like when lightning struck, and he no longer had a golden body to withstand it, nor was he tempered by the fire of tribulation. He would only have his flesh and blood to feel the pain of tearing everything apart and the will to destroy.
When he stepped barefoot onto the edge of the lava, his skin and flesh instantly carbonized and peeled away. Could that searing pain, which went straight to his soul, allow him to touch the power of nature?
Each simulation only intensifies that yearning.

"Ding."

The elevator doors slid open, revealing a cold and desolate teleportation hall.

A massive, dark blue spatial vortex slowly rotated in the central area.

Just the two of them.

Wei Banmeng and the other two were not yet prepared for this "suicidal" breakthrough method.

But just as he was about to step through the portal of light...

Jiang Wei, who had been quietly following along, suddenly raised her small face, her clear eyes looking at Fang Qingyu's taut jawline, as if she could see through the surging magma beneath his carefully maintained calm.

Her small mouth opened slightly, and she murmured something in a soft, calm voice:
"Don't worry, it's not as difficult as you think."

Fang Qingyu suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He lowered his head, met Jiang Wei's eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

Then, a genuinely relaxed smile, like the warm sun breaking through the ice, slowly spread across his cold and hard face.

He reached out and gently ruffled Jiang Wei's soft hair.

His voice carried a barely perceptible hoarseness and a sense of relief:
"Ah."

No unnecessary words.

Fang Qingyu no longer suppressed his excitement and longing for the power of heaven and earth, letting it flow freely in his heart.

Taking Jiang Wei's small hand, his eyes were like a startled insect unsheathed from its sheath. Without the slightest hesitation, he stepped into the dark blue spatial vortex.

Weightlessness! Tear!
The bizarre and fantastical scene shatters and reassembles!

The solid feel of charred black rock beneath my feet, still scorching hot, filled the air. A violent storm, mixed with icy raindrops, pounded against my face like countless steel needles!
The air was thick with the smells of sulfur, rust, and a faint, chilling aura of violent electrical charge!
Fang Qingyu took a deep breath, the air, carrying a sweet, rotten smell and heavy humidity, filling his lungs.

Instead of immediately circulating qi and blood to resist the cold of the wind and rain and the numbness of the electrical charge as usual, it did not.
instead.
It actively sealed off all the acupoints in the body!
It cut off the surging river of qi and blood!

It has brought together the refined Five Elements Rotation Force!
He completely concealed the terrifying defense and power brought by the Nine Tribulations Body!

At this moment, he was no longer the Fang Qingyu who defied the chosen one and drew divine punishment with his sword.

Shedding all her extraordinary armor, she reverted to being a true, vulnerable mortal!

The wind and rain suddenly became incredibly real and cruel!
The icy rain soaked the combat uniform, clinging to the skin, drawing away body heat and bringing a bone-chilling cold.

The wind howled, whipping up sand and gravel that lashed against exposed skin, causing a burning pain.

The ubiquitous electrical charge, like countless tiny needles, continuously stimulates nerve endings, bringing an irritating numbness.

Fang Qingyu's body trembled slightly, not from fear, but from the long-lost "coldness" and "stinging pain" that belonged to mortals.

It gave him a strange sense of novelty and reality!

Fang Qingyu raised his head and looked at the eternal leaden-gray sky and churning fog within the "Abyss".

Deep within his eyes, which were like molten gold, burned an unprecedentedly intense light.

"Walk."

Fang Qingyu's voice was calm, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.

That was the lingering feeling of excitement.

He pulled Jiang Wei up and, instead of choosing the direction of the stronghold, began to walk towards the most violent and harshest area within the "Abyss".

after an hour.

Fang Qingyu's gaze pierced through the raging wind and rain, fixed on the distant area shrouded in an even denser wall of purple thunderstorm clouds.

That's the exact direction of the core of the "thunderstorm cloud sea".

"Up!"

Fang Qingyu's voice was hoarse, carrying an almost fanatical resolve. He didn't activate any of his qi or blood, nor did he use the Thunderclap Shadow Escape Technique.

Rather, it is like a real mortal struggling forward in the wind and rain.

With both legs outstretched, braving the almost suffocating wind and rain, we trudged across the muddy, slippery, scorched rocky ground.

Towards that thunderous purgatory, like a boiling hell.

step!
step!
We walked forward with great difficulty but unwavering determination!

With each step, the cold rain and gravel made Fang Qingyu truly feel the hardness and slipperiness of the earth.

With each step he took, the raging hurricane felt like an invisible giant hand, tearing at his body and trying to overturn him.

With each step he took, the omnipresent electrical charge in the air caused his skin to feel a continuous tingling, burning pain, like being pricked by needles.

Qi and blood are stagnant.

The vital energy lies dormant.

The golden body disappeared.

At this moment, Fang Qingyu is just a mortal walking on the edge of an abyss of purgatory!

Jiang Wei, a small figure, followed beside her.

It stayed firmly in the wind and rain.

Her clear, large eyes occasionally glanced at Fang Qingyu's profile, which, though washed by the rain, remained as cold and hard as steel.

Her little face was expressionless, but her cheek, which was sucking on the lollipop, twitched slightly.

The two trudged through the wind and rain.

with a clear purpose.

Thunderstorm cloud sea core!

There, the most violent thunder in the world resides.

There is lava powerful enough to incinerate everything.

There is a hurricane that tears everything apart.

That was the training ground chosen by Fang Qingyu.

Nearly 8 hours later.

When Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei finally arrived at the familiar, massive circular basin at the core edge of the thunderstorm cloud sea, which looked as if it had been repeatedly struck by a god's hammer.

The scene before me was far more violent than when I last came.

In the center of the basin, the sky seemed to have completely collapsed.

The thick, leaden-gray clouds were completely shattered and pushed aside by an indescribable force!

Instead, a terrifying sea of ​​thunderstorm clouds, resembling boiling purple lava, appeared.

The clouds were so thick they seemed almost tangible, and they had a chilling dark purple hue.

Countless thick, pale lightning bolts, as thick as ancient giant pythons, fell madly and erratically from the clouds!
Boom! Boom! Boom—!!!
The deafening thunder roared incessantly, as if millions of giant drums were beating in my ears at the same time!

The earth trembled violently under the relentless and terrifying bombardment!

The ground at the center of the basin has long since turned into a dazzling sea of ​​lava.

The scorching magma was repeatedly blasted up by lightning, creating giant waves tens of meters high.

The air was filled with an extremely strong smell of ozone, sulfur, and the burnt smell of rocks being instantly vaporized.

The violent charges formed a real purple arc of electricity, like countless wildly dancing snakes, leaping and exploding wildly on the rock walls at the edge of the basin and in the air!
Just standing on the edge of the basin.

Fang Qingyu felt as if the blood in his body was about to be frozen by the omnipresent pressure of thunder.

A strong burning and numbing sensation came from my skin.

His hair stood on end.

Breathing became extremely difficult.

It felt as if countless invisible giant hands were gripping his throat.

This is the power of heaven and earth!
This is the most authentic rage that Fang Qingyu longed for!
"Wait for me here."

Fang Qingyu's voice was hoarse, yet it carried an undeniable power.

Jiang Wei tilted her head back and looked at the world-destroying thunderous inferno, then at Fang Qingyu's eyes, which burned with a will as strong as molten lava.

He nodded slightly and silently retreated to a relatively sheltered boulder at the edge of the basin.

Fang Qingyu took one last look at the direction where Jiang Wei was hiding.

He suddenly turned his head!
His eyes, like molten gold, were fixed on the boiling sea of ​​lava and lightning in the center of the basin!
No hesitation!

No hesitation!

Like moths drawn to a flame!
Get moving!

Towards the source of that destruction!
Heading towards the densest concentration of thunder!

The lava is at its most turbulent!

The very heart of the storm!
He sprinted at full speed!

Boom——! ! !
It seemed to be completely enraged by the provocation of this tiny creature!
A pale white pillar of lightning, several times thicker than before, was blindingly bright!

Bearing the supreme will to judge heaven and earth!
Like a spear of divine punishment!

In an instant, it tore apart the boiling purple thunderstorm cloud sea!
It carries an aura of destruction!
Heading towards that tiny figure running wildly through the wind and rain lava!
Slash it down hard!

So fast!

It transcends ordinary human thinking!

Fang Qingyu's pupils suddenly contracted!
The blinding white light instantly engulfed his entire field of vision!
The chilling aura of death, like a venomous snake, instantly coiled around his heart!
All the muscles in his body were screaming instinctively, trying to stimulate his dormant blood and energy and awaken his dormant golden body!

But Fang Qingyu held on tightly!
With a mortal body!
Face it!

boom--! ! ! !

A deafening explosion!

A terrifying shockwave, carrying debris and scorching plasma, swept outwards like a tsunami!
Fang Qingyu's figure was instantly swallowed up!
Blinding lightning and billowing dust obscured everything!
After counting the breaths.

The lightning and smoke slowly dissipated.

The edge of a huge scorched crater several meters in diameter.

A figure stood up unsteadily.

It's Fang Qingyu!

His entire body was charred black.

The combat suit was mostly vaporized the moment it came into contact with the lightning, revealing the equally charred skin underneath!
The exposed skin was covered with horrific burns and blisters.

Half of my body was numb and I lost all feeling.

My ears were filled with a sharp buzzing sound.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood and burnt flesh.

A blurry double image appeared before my eyes.

But Fang Qingyu stood up!
They didn't fall!

With the flesh and blood of a mortal!
They withstood this devastating blow that could melt steel!
The cost was devastating!

Excruciating pain surged through his nerves like a tidal wave!

But the molten light in his eyes!

But it was even more intense than before!

“Come again!!!”

Fang Qingyu looked at the boiling sea of ​​thunder.

He let out a roar that was hoarse to the extreme.

It was as if he was declaring his indomitable spirit to the world!

Boom! Boom!
As if in response to Fang Qingyu's provocation!

Two more, even thicker, pale white lightning bolts appeared!
Like a guillotine blade slashing down from the opposite direction!

With an even more terrifying will to destroy!

It crashed down fiercely!

Fang Qingyu did not dodge!
There's no way to avoid it!
Instead, he suddenly looked up!

Open your arms wide!

Like an embrace!

boom--! ! !
This time!
Fang Qingyu was violently slashed and sent flying!

His body slammed onto the scorching hot rock like a broken sack!
puff!
A large mouthful of blood, mixed with pieces of internal organs and the smell of burnt flesh, gushed out!

His chest was a bloody mess!
The sound of bones breaking was clearly audible!
But Fang Qingyu struggled!

He supported himself on the ground with his charred arms!

one more time!
He swayed unsteadily, trying to stand up!
Fang Qingyu sensed it!
In the instant that destructive lightning tore through his body!

In that moment when extreme pain overwhelmed the soul!

In that fleeting moment when the coldness of death gripped my throat!

I sensed a hint of it!
A hint of rage, destruction, yet containing boundless vitality.
Natural rhythm!

Rumble, rumble—! ! !
The thunderstorm clouds in the sky were completely boiling over!
It was as if they were completely enraged by this ant-like provocation!
Countless bolts of lightning struck like a torrential downpour!

With a world-destroying madness!
Towards that tiny figure below, repeatedly trying to stand up!
It poured down wildly!

Fang Qingyu's figure was instantly engulfed in endless lightning and lava!

Only those suppressed roars, yet filled with boundless excitement!
Intermittently emanating from the heart of the devastating storm!
“Come again!!!”

"not enough!!!"

"Again!!!"

The mortal body is wailing, heading towards its end.

But Fang Qingyu's will, amidst this extreme thunder, became as clear and focused as a tempered blade!

It was as if I could see the surging river of my own blood and energy.

Under that absolute thunder, it was instantly solidified, compressed, and purified.
He saw that his own violent lightning and fire essence had become more restrained, refined, and pure under the tempering of lightning!
boom--! ! !
Just as Fang Qingyu's consciousness seemed to be completely sinking into the thunder,

The immense power within his body, which had been forcibly suppressed and had long been accumulating to its limit, was like a volcano about to erupt. The perfectly integrated Five Elements Rotation Force, the dormant Thunder and Fire True Meaning, and the 99-point Golden Body that had reached its limit.
At this moment, the instant that "mortal" will touched the rules of nature, it could no longer be restrained!

An invisible yet powerful and vast wave of will, mixed with an irrepressible aura of thunder and fire, suddenly surged into the sky from Fang Qingyu's curled-up body!

Like a slumbering demon that had been asleep for millennia, it finally opened its eyes.

Om-! ! !
There was no more confusion or distance in those eyes.

Only those who have grasped a certain essence and begun to merge with the great power of heaven and earth...
A profound and perfect beauty beyond words!

So far
Martial Arts Grandmaster, accomplished!

(End of this chapter)