Chapter 661 I have formed a Nascent Soul? ! !



Chapter 661 I have formed a Nascent Soul? ! !

[Your "Blood and Flesh Initial Release True Art" has broken through to the third level of release.]

[You've gotten a glimpse of the way.]

[This technique originates from the ancient texts of the Evil Corpse Lord, and emphasizes the principle that "flesh and blood are formless, and all things can be molded."]

[After completing the Three Realms, if you are willing to abandon your frail human body and fully unfold your own flesh and blood...]

[A hundred meters around you will become your own territory of flesh and blood, its growth pulsating and undulating like the earth's veins. Every inch of flesh and blood possesses its own consciousness, yet is completely unified under your will.]

[This is what is called: returning to the original state, returning to the true meaning of flesh and blood.]

[It has been detected that you have met the conditions for promotion. Please make your choice: Do you want to return to your original state now?]

[whether? ]

A translucent selection box suddenly popped up and hung in front of my eyes.

Feng Mu stood in front of the mirror, looking at the line of words, and was completely stunned.

"Return to nature? Return to a pool of flesh and blood, right?"

He almost didn't think twice and chose without hesitation - [No!]

At the same time, a series of complaints were already churning in my mind:

"That's not right... Master clearly told me that 'Blood and Flesh Beginning True Art' is a sacred text of the heresy created by our sect's founder, Li Jiangxian. How can the system say it was left behind by 'Evil Corpse Lord'?"

"What the hell? Did my master lie to me, or did the great master just exaggerate?"

"It can't be that... Grandmaster Li Jiangxian is actually the Evil Corpse Lord... right?"

[It's such a shame you missed out on such a rare opportunity to get back to basics.]

You stubbornly choose to remain trapped in this human body, continuing to practice the "Blood and Flesh Release True Art."

[In the first year, you stand in the center of the flesh-and-blood territory you constructed, and begin to strive for the fourth state of enlightenment with all your might.]

[You form a strange blood seal with your hands, desperately activating your skills.]

[Instantly, the flesh beneath the skin proliferated like billions of cancerous cells, the muscle fibers twisted and writhed like an angry dragon, the skin on the surface was instantly stretched to transparency, and the bluish-purple blood vessels bulged and burst like a spider web!]

This intense pain would be enough to scare an ordinary person to death, yet you grit your teeth, your eyes bloodshot, and an inhuman roar erupts from your throat, simultaneously activating another auxiliary secret technique—Thousand Entwined Silk!

[Squeak, squeak, squeak—!]

[Countless invisible yet resilient strands of energy suddenly emanate from your pores, like living tentacles, precisely wrapping around, binding, and tightening every inch of your flesh that is about to break.]

[Your body is stuck in a horrible cycle.]

[The skin had just been forcibly stitched shut by the Thousand Threads, and the next moment, new cracks appeared due to the rampant growth of flesh within. Pale pink granulations and dark red blood clots squirmed frantically within the cracks, stitching each other together.]

[You seem to have become a shattered shell ready to burst at any moment, struggling in an endless cycle of cracking and mending.]

[In the fifth year, you have completely transformed into a three-meter-tall, irregular cocoon of flesh and blood.]

The cocoon's surface no longer had any trace of smoothness, replaced by a hideous, hard shell formed from a mixture of thousands of entangled strands of Qi, dried blood scabs, and forcibly compressed membranes.

[The shell's surface is constantly bulging and twisting with signs of struggle, and a tooth-grinding, intense gnawing sound of bones continues to emanate from within.]

[You struggled to maintain the last glimmer of clarity in your consciousness and made a nearly insane decision—to voluntarily shatter half of your own bones!]

[Click! Click!]

[The shattered bones are like countless sharp daggers, forcibly controlled by your will, piercing fiercely into the most violent and uncontrolled mass of flesh and blood around!]

[The excruciating pain caused the entire cocoon to tremble violently, but this act of self-mutilation was effective, significantly slowing the rampant and uncontrolled growth of flesh and blood.]

[You used your own broken bones as a cage, forcibly imprisoning this rebellious body within it!]

[Thirteenth year, the technique reaches critical juncture.]

[A bloody hole the size of a bowl suddenly exploded in its abdomen, and a section of intestines shot out like a venomous snake, with sharp white teeth sprouting from the end, ready to bite its master!]

[You grinned grimly as you tore the mutated intestines apart with your bare hands, forcibly suturing the wound with Thousand Silk Qi. The broken flesh squirmed wildly at your fingertips.]

[In the twentieth year, you finally reach the final barrier.]

[All restraints completely crumble at this moment—your violent flesh and blood, suppressed for twenty years, erupts like volcanic magma accumulated for ten thousand years!]

[Countless tumors, tentacles, blood vessels, and indescribable chunks of flesh are madly expanding and multiplying. With you at its core, they are about to transform into a massive living mountain of flesh with a radius of one kilometer!]

[Your consciousness continues to sink, and at any moment it could be completely devoured and assimilated.]

[The wailing of countless shattered strands of energy echoed throughout his body, just as he was about to completely "return to his original state" and fall into a mountain of flesh and blood!]

[A profound meaning buried deep within your memory, like a flash of lightning in the darkness, suddenly illuminates your nearly lost mind.]

"Life is not life, death is not death. Nirvana is the soil, wild growth is the new shoots. Only by living towards death can one find true enlightenment!"

[This is the highest mystery of the Zen of Withering and Flourishing, and also the fundamental law of the existence of the evil corpse.]

[It resonated with the "Blood and Flesh Beginning True Kung Fu" on an incredible, deep level, transcending all techniques!]

[A sudden inspiration comes to you, and you release all futile repression and resistance.]

[You open your body and mind completely, no longer viewing this riot of flesh and blood as a crisis of destruction, but rather as a...primitive process towards "rebirth"!]

[You give up repression and visualize yourself as a doomed corpse in your soul.]

[A miracle happened.]

[The restless flesh suddenly solidifies, and the gushing tumor shrinks back into the body as if time has gone backwards.]

[Lines like dead bark appear on the surface of the skin, a delicate balance between throbbing flesh and the aura of death.]

[Your consciousness sinks into the human universe within your body.]

[You see an enormous, white bone dragon, formed from your bones, slowly orbiting a dark red planet made of highly condensed flesh and blood essence.]

[On the planet, your originally ethereal "God" is drawing invisible power from the void, violently fluctuating, and slowly condensing into a vague form?]

[He...is gradually manifesting from nothingness?! !]

[That form, neither human nor monster, shrouded in a grayish-white, deathly mist and a dark red glow of flesh and blood, is actually... the shape of a doomed corpse?!]

[The corpse of evil sits high in the center of this universe, its eyes tightly closed, yet to awaken... It seems that once they open their eyes, the "God" within you will truly materialize and be born!]

[Blood and Flesh First Release True Skill Fourth Release — Success!]

[Skill proficiency consumption: 9926 points.]

[Current Blood and Flesh First Release True Skill·Fourth Release (1/100000)]

“It’s done!!!”

Feng Mu opened his eyes suddenly, and in that instant, a vision of a surging sea of ​​blood and piles of corpses flashed across his eyes, and then sank into a deep pool again.

"But to advance to the next stage, you need 100,000 points of skill proficiency, which is equivalent to increasing it tenfold." Feng Mu secretly clicked his tongue.

Before he could think about it, a series of intense crackling and explosion sounds came from his body.

His body expanded visibly as if it were being inflated crazily. The clothes that originally fit him were instantly stretched to the limit, and the fibers groaned and were about to tear.

He subconsciously looked in the mirror, and the image surprised him.

In just one breath, he suddenly grew from an ordinary body to a giant nearly two meters tall.

The muscles bulged like granite, the tendons twisted like the coils of a dragon, the skeleton became rough and terrifying, stretching the skin to a pale and translucent color, and the blue-black blood vessels bulged out hideously like twisted roots.

The little giant in the mirror exuded a primitive and violent aura, as if the slightest movement could completely tear this narrow bathroom apart.

“???”

Feng Mu stared at the mighty image in the mirror, his brows tightly furrowed, forming a "Chuan" character.

This form is indeed terrifyingly powerful, but it is also too ostentatious and too eye-catching...it is definitely not what he needs.

The mind changes slightly and the exercises are performed according to the intention.

The next moment, the terrifyingly bloated body seemed to suddenly lose air, and time seemed to go back.

The muscle fibers emit a dense and low humming sound, contracting and condensing madly; the bones also crackle, and the structure is cleverly connected and compressed layer by layer.

But in the blink of an eye, he had returned to his original height and size. His clothes, which had been nearly torn apart, became loose again as his flesh and blood shrank.

Although the exterior has returned to its original appearance, the interior is completely different!

Feng Mu could clearly sense that beneath this seemingly ordinary skin, every inch of flesh and blood was like an extremely compressed energy block, with an abnormally high density, and contained an almost terrifying power.

He just moved his fingers slightly, and the air around his fingertips made a faint humming sound.

It's easy to imagine that a terrifying tumor that would occupy hundreds of meters if completely released is now forcibly compressed and imprisoned in this seemingly ordinary human-shaped skin. The density of the flesh and bones inside has become abnormal.

He now stepped lightly on the floor tiles, and the tiles were not crushed into powder, and not even the slightest crack was left.

It was purely because beneath the skin, the highly compressed and terrifying flesh and bones were constantly moving in a mysterious way, like two huge millstones restraining and pulling each other, perfectly offsetting their own terrifying mass into nothingness.

Very unscientific, but very...high-level martial arts!

Feng Mu looked at himself in the mirror who had returned to "normal". His eyes were deep, as if he could see through the lens and look back at himself.

His thoughts did not linger on the changes in his body shape, but he was still immersed in the strange inner vision that he had just seen at the moment of breakthrough.

"My God... is actually in the form of a corpse?"

He muttered to himself, his voice low and filled with a hint of disbelief and confusion.

In fact, he did not fully understand what it meant to truly condense a "God" with a concrete form in the mysterious "human universe" within his body, and what kind of terrifying potential and realm it contained.

But his instinctive perception as a warrior could clearly tell him that this was absolutely extraordinary, even a heaven-defying thing.

Not scientific at all, and not high-level martial arts at all!

Because, that little person perched high above the Qi and Blood Nebula, eyes tightly closed, emitting an aura of eternal death and a yearning for new life, looked an awful lot like the Nascent Soul he had seen in some immortal cultivation novels in his past life...?!

"This corpse is definitely not a Taoist Yuanying, but this form, this position at the core of the universe, this feeling... it really is very similar!!!"

The strong sense of déjà vu stirred up huge waves in his heart, and doubts and desire to explore surged.

He tried to concentrate and calm his mind, sink his thoughts into his body, and carefully contact and communicate with the evil corpse "god" with closed eyes.

However, the idea was like a drop in the ocean.

The "god" in the form of a corpse remained motionless, with its tightly closed eyes showing no signs of opening. It did not respond to any inquiries from the outside world, as if it were just a cold sculpture frozen in time and space.

"Has he not fully awakened yet? Or does he need a specific opportunity?"

Feng Mu secretly guessed in his heart,

"Perhaps, we can only truly understand the mystery when it opens its eyes?"

His mind became active, and he wanted to test the waters and ask his senior brothers and sisters who had already broken through the fourth level or even reached a higher level, whether they also had such a concrete "god" in their bodies?

If so, what form does it take?

"Well, most likely not... Well, this matter is too outrageous, and 'God' concerns my very foundation, so it's not appropriate to ask directly. I need to try to find an indirect way and take it step by step."

Feng Mu's mind raced as he quickly suppressed the urge to call and inquire, temporarily burying this deep doubt in the deepest part of his heart.

Just as he regained his composure, a series of subtitles flashed before his eyes, clearly indicating the rich harvest of his breakthrough:

[Hint: The Blood and Flesh First Release True Skill has broken through to the fourth release state!]

[The level of the technique has been upgraded, and the relevant skill trees have begun to adapt and upgrade!]

[Skill icon generating...]

Then, a list of newly generated skills, shimmering with different lusters, quickly passed before his eyes like a waterfall:

[Seven Killing Fist·Flesh and Blood Four Solutions·Advanced (1/5000)]

[Soul Chasing Step·Fourth Solution of Flesh and Blood·Intermediate (1/2500)]

[Senluo Finger·Flesh and Blood Four Solutions·Elementary (1/500)]

[Ghost Snake Skin-Changing Skill, Blood and Flesh Four-steps, Initial Stage (337/1000)]

[……..]

(More than a dozen skills will be added later.)

(P.S.: The martial arts copied from the fourth stage must be of the same level as the third stage.)

A long list of newly generated four-state skill icons passed by Feng Mu's eyes and then merged into his skill bar in an orderly manner.

The lighting of each icon means that the power level of the corresponding martial arts has leaped to a new level. It also means that when he activates these martial arts in the future, the mysterious "multi-casting" feature will add a terrifying superposition.

The ultimate cumulative lethality naturally rises and soars synchronously.

But this was all within Feng Mu's expectations. It was a basic operation that the advancement of martial arts led to the upgrading of the skill library.

There was only a slight ripple of excitement in his eyes, but no ripples of excitement appeared. What really moved him was the prompt that followed:

What really excited him was the boost prompt that followed:

[Your body has partially transformed into a corpse...]

[Physical strength, power, and recovery are greatly improved!]

[Strength +8, Constitution +5, Flesh Healing Speed ​​+400%.]

[…….]

(End of this chapter)

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