Two Realms High Martial Arts: Gathering the Heavens to Become a Great Luo Immortal

Chapter 424 Martial Saint

Inside the quiet room, time seemed to stand still.

Li Xijun's heart is like an ancient well, calm and undisturbed.

After nine months of reflection, that trace of the true essence of the "Original Dark Law" was no longer merely an imprint on his soul, but had become an extension of his will, as natural as breathing in the darkness.

"I have fully comprehended the laws of the primordial darkness, and my Indestructible Vajra Body is now perfect, on par with a Martial Saint. Now is the time."

With a single thought, he struck the first bell to break through to the sacred realm.

There were no earth-shattering omens beforehand; only the perfect, flawless, and eternally indestructible Vajra body within Li Xijun's body first emitted a roar.

It was a deep and resonant rhythmic sound, like the movement of a giant celestial body.

Beneath the skin, the dark golden luster suddenly became solid and dazzling, as if billions of miniature stars were illuminating the flesh and bones, revealing without reservation the terrifying foundation of the "Indestructible Vajra Body" with its nine cycles of perfection and flawless golden body.

The guidance begins!

"Buzz"

A strange, resounding tremor, echoing directly across both the material and spiritual realms, came from the invisible "void" above Li Xijun's head.

The next instant, the colors of the entire quiet room, and even the "world" as perceived by Li Xijun himself, began to fade.

The scene at this moment seems somewhat like an old black and white photo from a past life, faded and worn by time, or perhaps it is sinking towards a more essential and profound "darkness".

The light is still there, but it has lost its warmth and vitality, as if all the vibrant wavelengths have been filtered out.

The air was still there, but it was as heavy as lead and mercury, no longer transmitting sound, but instead absorbing every tiny vibration.

This is the arrival of a "silence" and "end" meaning originating from the level of rules. It is the first wisp of real and true law power cast down after the "Original Dark Law" was summoned!

This law, formless and intangible, yet as heavy as the ancient abyss, carried an absolute will that would cause all things to fall into silence and existence to tend towards "nothingness," and poured straight and domineeringly down towards Li Xijun's crown chakra!

"Well done!"

Li Xijun silently shouted in his heart, neither dodging nor avoiding, but instead completely released all physical defenses, with the utmost honesty...

With the most steadfast stance, we meet the erosion of this law!

"boom!!!"

The instant the power of the law touched the golden body—

The dazzling, star-like dark golden light surrounding Li Xijun suddenly contracted inward, as if it were under unimaginable pressure.

The floor of the specially made meditation room where he sat cross-legged silently collapsed and shattered, centered on him, turning into the finest dust as evenly as a sand dune. The collapse was precisely controlled to extend three feet beyond his body's outline, forming a perfect circular pit.

Meanwhile, the "physical holy radiance" naturally formed by his indestructible Vajra body on his body surface collided and merged most directly with the projection of the "original dark law".

There was no earth-shattering, violent explosion scene, only an extreme scene of light and darkness annihilating and devouring.

The Dark Gold Holy Radiance stubbornly resisted the erosion of "Primal Darkness," with every inch of its skin seemingly transformed into billions of immortal miniature divine mountains, firmly anchoring itself to the concept of "existence" and refusing to be assimilated by the meaning of "End."

On the skin's surface, strange patterns began to appear, showing the clash of two forces:

On one side are ancient and mysterious dark gold Dao patterns representing "indestructibility" and "bearing capacity";

On the other side, there are delicate, light-colored threads of law that constantly try to spread, representing "dissolution" and "return to nothingness".

The two forces engaged in a silent yet extremely dangerous tug-of-war, using Li Xijun's body as their battlefield.

Li Xijun's body began to tremble slightly. It was not a painful tremor, but a powerful humming sound, like the keel of a giant ship sailing through raging waves under extreme pressure.

His expression remained calm, and he even closed his eyes, focusing all his attention on his body, guiding his observation and attempting to understand every detail of the interaction between the power of the law and the indestructible golden body.

"So that's how it is—this is the erosion at the level of laws, not merely the erosion of energy, but a direct impact on the stability of existence—"

The true meaning of "My indestructible golden body, its immortality" is now being tested and tempered by this ultimate darkness!

The excruciating pain certainly exists; it is the impact that comes from the disruption of the rules, a shock that penetrates deep into the soul and the very essence of every cell.

But the perfection of the Vajra Indestructible Body brings not only defensive power, but also a kind of tenacity and adaptability that comes from the essence of life and is almost arrogant.

The immense vitality provided by a lifespan of 30,000 years was frantically consumed and used to instantly repair the "damage" caused by the erosion of the laws, and to capture, analyze and digest the "ending" rules contained within!

This is not passively enduring, but actively absorbing and learning.

Time passed in deathly silence, and every minute and second seemed exceptionally long.

The lines of resistance on Li Xijun's body became increasingly dense, with dark gold and light ink colors intertwined, making him look like an ancient statue being reforged.

The "dim" area in the quiet room was expanding, the light was as faint as dusk, and all sounds had completely disappeared, forming an absolute "sphere of silence".

The changes within Li Xijun's body were even more drastic.

The first-grade martial arts golden core, which was suspended in the center of the inner universe and was engraved with the Nine Revolutions Dao Mark, was now spinning wildly, emitting an unprecedented suction force.

It is actively attracting, capturing, and accommodating the power of the original dark laws that surge in with the laws!

On the surface of the Golden Core, the originally flawless dark golden color began to be stained and entangled by a trace of deep "ink".

This is not pollution, but integration!

It is the "Golden Core" that represents Li Xijun's own martial arts foundation in the main world, which begins to attempt to inscribe the true meaning of the "Original Dark Law" into its core origin.

This process is far more dangerous and subtle than the physical confrontation.

The Golden Core is the core of a martial artist's cultivation and life force. If it is not properly cultivated, the foundation of one's cultivation will be destroyed and all cultivation will be lost.

However, Li Xijun's soul, having undergone two tribulations of lightning and having glimpsed cause and effect, was now as calm as eternal ice.

With unparalleled control, he meticulously adjusted the rotation speed and suction intensity of the golden core, like the most skilled craftsman carefully carving new patterns belonging to the laws onto his own golden core with the carving knife of "Original Darkness".

"Click————·————"

A faint sound, like cracks appearing inside glass, emanated from within the golden core.

That's the sound of breaking free from the cocoon!

On the surface of the golden core, the dark area that had been stained suddenly lit up with a deep, dark light. A clear new law pattern, containing the meaning of "end" and "return to nothingness," slowly emerged and formed a perfect harmony with the nine golden core Dao marks for the first time.

As the undying radiance of the Golden Core illuminated the entire inner universe, the patterns of that law gradually and completely merged into it.

The original traces of the Dark Laws have been initially inscribed!

The instant this Dao trace of law took shape, "BOOM!!!"

Li Xijun's body seemed to be both the beginning of the universe and the end of all things!

The original dark law power that had been fighting against the golden body seemed to have found its home, transforming into a vast and boundless yet profound and restrained dark torrent. Guided by the law imprint within the golden core, it surged wildly into the golden core and, through the connection between the golden core and the physical body, instantly rushed to his limbs and every cell!

This time, it won't be about destruction.

It is a baptism! It is integration! It is sublimation!

Li Xijun's body, which had already reached the pinnacle of immortality and undergone nine transformations of Vajra, began to undergo a fundamental transformation under the influence of the "Primordial Dark Law" power that he had begun to control.

The intertwined patterns of conflict on the body surface instantly subsided, and the dark gold and light ink colors blended perfectly, transforming into a strange color that was as deep as the night sky, as restrained as a black hole, yet as indestructible as a neutron star.

Her skin remained radiant, but upon closer inspection, one could see nebulae flowing beneath it, and fleeting glimpses of the birth and death of the universe.

The bones emitted a dense, clear sound, like popping beans or the clinking of gold and jade, as their density increased again, with faint starlight flowing within.

The sound of blood flowing became deep and resonant, like magma surging from the earth's core, and its color took on a deep, dark hue, a blend of dark gold and ink.

The internal organs were permeated by the power of the laws, as if covered by a thin "shadow veil," and the pulsating rhythm became longer and more powerful, faintly resonating with a certain deep pulse of the universe.

The most fundamental change lies in his life form.

Lifespan increases again from 30,000 years to 31,000 years...

Thirty-two thousand years...

Forty thousand years...

Sixty thousand years...

With the ascension of the Martial Saint, Li Xijun's lifespan increased by another 30,000 years.

This time, however, the immense vitality was no longer "overflowing," but rather completely contained and settled, merging with the "Primal Dark Laws" and transforming into a more ancient, more enduring Primal Dark Force that seemed to be as old as the cosmic background.

This flowing power is filled with a profound sense of engulfing the universe and silencing all things.

His divine soul and mental image, the small figure sitting cross-legged, were now also draped in a dark robe. The light ink-colored law patterns between his brows were completely stabilized, transforming into a rotating miniature "Primordial Dark Singularity," exuding the majesty of ruling the laws around him.

The whole process was almost a natural progression.

After overcoming the initial pressure, he used his indestructible body as an absolutely solid foundation to easily bear and ultimately melt the sharpness of the original dark law, completing the ultimate leap in his life level!

"Buzz—"

Li Xijun slowly opened her eyes.

In his eyes, the dark gold pupils remained, but at the deepest part of the pupils, an extremely profound "darkness" replaced all the light, as if it could devour all vision and exploration.

As far as the eye could see, the lingering "dim" effect in the quiet room subsided abruptly, like subjects seeing their king, but it did not completely disappear; rather, it rippled slightly with his thoughts, like breathing.

He moved his mind slightly, without even needing to deliberately summon his power.

Centered on him, a domain with a radius of about ten zhang, almost like the universe, naturally unfolded.

Within the area, the light still exists, but it is unusually "soft" and "weak," unable to illuminate the shadows, and the color saturation is extremely low.

The sound travels extremely slowly and decays rapidly, as if trekking through thick darkness.

The "presence" of space and time becomes thin, and the natural flow of all energy tends to stagnate.

This is a realm that has been slightly tainted by the "Original Darkness" law and is approaching a state of tranquility before its "end".

He extended his finger and gently touched a piece of metal remnant from the quiet room at the edge of the domain that had not yet turned to dust.

There was no light, no sound, and no energy fluctuation.

The alloy, which was strong enough to withstand attacks from ordinary Vajra Realm cultivators, was like a sandcastle that had been eroded by billions of years. Its surface instantly lost all metallic luster, turning grayish and then, starting from the point where it was touched by a fingertip, it silently turned into a fine gray quicksand, falling away and completely losing its nature as a "solid metal".

Words become law, thoughts change the law!

A single thought can define certain rules within a domain, leading matter toward its "end."

This is the Martial Saint!

Li Xijun slowly stood up.

The profound "primal darkness" aura surrounding him pulsed slowly like breathing, subtly resonating with the laws and background of the entire planet.

He did not immediately retract his newly acquired saintly demeanor, but instead allowed himself to immerse in this unprecedented and profound perception after the leap in the level of life.

However, at this moment when supreme power was bestowed upon him, the anticipated ecstasy and triumph did not surge forth like a tide.

Instead, a more complex and profound emotion emerged.

He recalled his early days in this world, when he relied on loans to pursue his studies, ate the food he had painstakingly prepared, and yearned to reach higher realms through repeated arduous training. He also recalled how he walked cautiously in the Great Sheng World, repeatedly slaying wolves and tigers that coveted his wealth and life. Scenes and images flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

Those late-night meditations, the deep contemplation of visualization techniques, the thrilling battles with formidable enemies, the caution and joy upon seizing opportunities—

All the effort, sweat, and struggle now have a clear meaning.

"Martial Saint————"

He repeated the two words in a low voice.

Once upon a time, these two words were a legend under the starry sky to him, an unattainable peak, and the ultimate measure of all power.

Each martial saint is like a towering monument standing on the road to civilization, inspiring awe and reverence.

And now, he himself has reached that level.

There was no overwhelming excitement as I had imagined; instead, there was a calm as if the dust had settled, a sense of relief that my efforts had finally paid off, and a more resolute composure after seeing the road ahead clearly.

He has put in enough effort.

The path he has walked is vast enough.

His cultivated mind is sincere enough.

The foundation he built was solid enough.

All of this is simply the natural result of countless choices and perseverance, the inevitable destination we have reached.

For him, becoming a Martial Saint was less about conquering an end point and more about embarking on a more expansive and inevitably more arduous starting point.

The causal machinations of Mimir, the Cyclops King; the dark secrets hidden within the Thunder Blade; the higher-level mysteries and source material collection of the Great Sheng World; and the deeper exploration and expansion of one's own "Primal Dark Laws"—

There are so many things he needs to face, explore, and solve.

"The road ahead is long and arduous—"

A line of poetry from a past life quietly surfaced in my mind.

Li Xijun took one last look at the ruins that bore witness to his breakthrough, his gaze calm, and then turned and walked towards the bustling outside world without stopping.