1443: C1443 Venerable one

C1443 Venerable one

One move, Rushing Thunder!

Being able to shake space was definitely a godly skill at the Sovereign of Epoch Stage level.

Xiao Lang only understood after he punched, a white line appeared in the air. This was not because he had the ability to tear space apart anymore, but a concrete manifestation of a Trace of Great Dao!

Calm and steady.

Heavy!

Explosion!

Several attributes fused into one fist. It was absolutely wonderful and Xiao Lang couldn't help but be immersed in it.

Once the Sovereign of Epoch Stage level Divine Skill was created, Xiao Lang was not satisfied. Immediately after, his figure flashed, and he started to dance his fists in the midst of the Sea of Thunder, although he was just casually releasing it, and the fist technique was normal, but with every punch, thunder and lightning would appear. It was extremely beautiful and dazzling, as though he had merged with the lightning that fell from the sky, and there was a consummate concept contained within his punch, as though thunder and lightning were descending!

Rumble rumble rumble!

Rumbling filled Heaven and Earth, and the sea of lightning rumbled.

If the surrounding lightning could be said to be an ocean, then Xiao Lang was currently like a fish, wantonly swaying about. He felt extremely comfortable, it was only after an entire two hours did he finally stop.

"This is f * cking awesome!"

Xiao Lang calmed the agitation in his heart, and said in his heart:

"This is the real Epoch Stage Divine Technique!"

Xiao Lang's eyes shone with pride.

Creating a set of Epoch Stage was much more difficult than cultivating a set of Epoch Stage! Sovereign of Epoch Stage level Divine Skills, were something that could only be barely created by people who were nearly complete on a great path. But, Xiao Lang had done it!

If anyone else found out about this, it would definitely shock the world.

Of course, Xiao Lang also knew that the Sovereign of Epoch Stage technique that he had created was very simple and crude. It was just the beginning, but to improve it, he needed far too many things.

How could a fist art only have a single movement?

But Xiao Lang was not in a rush to improve himself, he had already reaped a lot today and there would be more time in the future for him to improve his fist techniques. Especially with the Ink Crystal in his hand, he did not need to worry about the True Spirit's collapse, and his mood was even more relaxed.

"It's very important for me to comprehend the Dao, but to me, the most important thing is to control it!"

Xiao Lang felt the changes in his True Spirit, this feeling became more and more profound. Now that he had comprehended a Sovereign of Epoch Stage level Divine Skill, it was reasonable to say that his feeling towards the sharpness of lightning had deepened. The True Spirit's collapse would have been even stronger, but this did not happen.

As for the reason, to put it more plainly, Xiao Lang was equivalent to someone who had already digested the Strength of Great Dao, which was no longer a burden for him.

Of course, Xiao Lang was also clear that this situation would not last for too long.

In the Dao Becoming state, the Strength of Great Dao would unceasingly pour into his True Spirit. Once it exceeded his control over the sharpness of lightning, his own True Spirit would once again feel the enormous burden, and the speed of his Dao Becoming would continue to increase!

But this time, the pressure in Xiao Lang's heart was no longer as great as before.

Because he had confidence!

"The Ink Crystal can make up for the collapse of my True Spirit. In the future, if I can still control a bit of the thunder's edge, it'll be able to greatly reduce the speed of the True Spirit's collapse. This is equivalent to I already have two ways of dealing with the Dao Becoming. Ink Crystal, set the watch. Control, cure! "

Xiao Lang's eyes shone brightly, filled with confidence. At the same time, he became clearer about his own condition, and also had a better idea of the future path of martial arts.

"So as an important thing, it's still control. Dao Becoming will become faster and faster, and if I am not able to control it in time, once the Ink Crystal is exhausted, I will die. "

Xiao Lang maintained the pressure in his heart. Because pressure gave him motivation, he obviously wouldn't allow himself to satisfy the current situation.

However, Xiao Lang was no longer planning to continue with his closed doors cultivation.

The harvest is big enough.

Even if he continued his closed door cultivation, Xiao Lang felt that he would not be able to improve much.

"Let's continue collecting inkstones."

As Xiao Lang's soul penetrated into the Storage Ring, he frowned slightly. Although the harvest from this seclusion was quite bountiful, the cost was enormous as well. He had used up a total of a hundred inkstones!

Compared to the thirty-seven thousand which Xiao Lang currently possessed, a hundred pellets was nothing at all. However, it had already surpassed Xiao Lang's imagination before he went into closed door cultivation this time.

"Unfortunately, it seems to be one-time use."

Xiao Lang's gaze fell upon the dull surface of the crystals at his feet, which had already lost their spirituality. No matter how he used the Trace of Great Dao, he was unable to cause any changes to them.

"Keep it for now."

"What if the power inside can still be recovered?"

Xiao Lang was not dreaming, it was just that the current him had to grasp all hope. If it happened, it would also be a hope.

Only then did Xiao Lang break open the restraining Formation from the inside, and once again began the Abandoned Mine's treasure hunting process, and happily never got tired of it. Not just today, Xiao Lang spent the next ten days in this manner.

They were searching for inkstones.

He was in closed-door seclusion and meditating on the Dao.

He didn't get tired of it and kept going back and forth.

The process of collecting the Devil Well from the Abandoned Mine was rather smooth. Within ten days, Xiao Lang had already collected a total of five hundred and forty thousand Ink Crystals, which was outrageously large in quantity. Even though he had swept over ten thousand of the Abandoned Mine, it still had not reached the main focus of the Waste Ore area.

The mining is still pending.

However, Xiao Lang encountered a problem while he was in closed-door cultivation.

"I won't be able to break through again with this punch?"

Boom!

In the sea surrounded by lightning, Xiao Lang punched out with Rushing thunder and lightning, leaving a deep and eye-piercing white scar in the air in front of him. The hidden energy within the strike was many times more profound than the one he had comprehended more than ten days ago. However, this did not satisfy Xiao Lang at all. Instead, his frown deepened.

It wasn't until today that he had raised his punch to this level. He had done it four or five days ago. In four to five days, after a short period of more than twenty closed doors cultivation, this punch was still unable to break through.

It wasn't that he couldn't find his way.

If he could not find the right direction, Xiao Lang would not be in such a hurry, he just needed to patiently search for it. The problem was that Xiao Lang knew why he couldn't break through the bottleneck, but he was still unable to.

"Bend, node!"

"The reason why thunderbolts are sharper than any other power and can break through all things is because the twists and turns and the fluctuations contained an extremely violent power!"

Xiao Lang retracted his fist, and his gaze fell on the numerous thunderbolts that constantly fell from the sky. He had already gained insight into the sharpness of lightning, and could clearly sense that even though it was these thunderbolts, there were strong and weak points.

"Every time it twists and turns, a node will be created, and the hidden strength within will be stimulated, becoming even stronger!"

"I've already seen through this, so why can't I do it?"

Xiao Lang was confused and could not help but wave his fist again.

Boom!

The fist was flickering like a Thunder, and from the white mark in the air, one could clearly see a zigzag pattern. Rushing thunder, Xiao Lang did not know how many times he had executed this fist technique, and was already thoroughly familiar with it, like it was his natural instinct. However, when he tried to overlay the fluctuations and twists again, he suddenly came to a halt. The mysteriousness was broken, and he was forced to stop.

"Still not right!"

"There is definitely something within it that I have yet to comprehend. It is precisely the thing that I lack that is unable to perfectly control this fist strike."

"What I lack shouldn't be the technique, nor the fleshly body, but something else."

Xiao Lang fell into deep thought, carefully perceived it, adjusted his state of mind, and tried to dig out the essence within. Unknowingly, another two hours had passed and Xiao Lang could sense that the True Spirit had already returned to perfection under the effects of the Ink Crystal.

This time, he was once again in closed door cultivation to no avail.

The trouble was still there, the bottleneck was still there.

"What exactly is missing in my punching routine?"

Xiao Lang was a little unwilling, he punched out his last, trying to sense it again.

Boom!

Just like before, the force behind the punch had not yet exhausted itself. When Xiao Lang was about to evolve to his second twist, his fist trembled and died without any chance.

He failed again!

Xiao Lang's confidence received a blow, no matter how good his mental state was, being unable to progress for five or six days straight still made him feel extremely terrible, to the point where he wanted to curse out loud.

However, right at this moment, suddenly ?

BOOM!

A violent explosion suddenly rang out. Xiao Lang was startled, he felt the ground beneath his feet shake, causing continuous explosions, which caused his mind to tremble, and allowed him to recover from his sense of defeat.

An earthquake?

The mine was going to collapse?

This was the first thought that came to Xiao Lang's mind when he felt the earth shake beneath him.

"My Ink Crystal!"

Xiao Lang's mind trembled, he immediately cut through the Formation and flew into the sky.

Once again, he was thinking about the ink-crystal and his own safety. If the mine really did collapse, then everything here would be buried. At that time, even if they knew the ink-crystal was here, it would still be difficult to excavate it. Who knows how long it would take. Moreover, the collapse of the mine was very dangerous for him!

However, when Xiao Lang flew into the air, after sensing it briefly, he realized that his judgement was not right.

The tremors came from an explosion.

An explosion occurred in the depths of the Waste Ore area, less than five hundred kilometers away from where he was. As the flames spread, the scene there was clearly reflected in Xiao Lang's eyes, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

He could clearly see that the instant the explosion took place, two large and small figures rushed out from the middle of the explosion. The one in front was smaller, and even Xiao Lang could only barely make out the figure, he couldn't figure out what it was. However, the one chasing after it was actually a person.

At the same time, an explosive shout filled with anger could be clearly heard:

"Damn it!" You still want to escape?! "

"I want to see where you can escape to!"1

Weng! *

As he shouted, a mysterious aura immediately spread out around the skeletal figure. It was vast and profound, causing Xiao Lang's pupils to constrict.

This was the fluctuation of the Strength of Great Dao!

This man, was actually a Sovereign of Epoch Stage!

And at the next moment, what made Xiao Lang's face change even more was that the small sized shadow that was running out of nowhere was actually running towards him, and the lord was following closely behind, rushing towards him!

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