Chapter 324: Yang of the Dry
s hometown.Jiang Wang is here purely because he's pursuing the matter of Hell's Gate being closed.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!In order to atone for his sins and comple...Four days after the master's courtesy, practice still continued.
Perhaps it was the effect of the celestial bath, but Jiang Wang felt that the Blazing Fire Lotus behind him seemed more lively. Whether it was the absorption of starlight or the convergence of totem power, everything felt a little easier.
Based on this, the advancement of the Fire Boundary Technique has also accelerated.
He wasn't in a hurry. This killing technique derived from the Thunder Realm's arts, when used well, was a lethal move. If one couldn't control it like Lei Zhan did, it would become a weakness instead; better not to use it at all.
To expect those geniuses from all over the world on the Guanhe Terrace to be unable to see through his facade is nothing short of a fool's dream.
Only the speed at which stars are absorbed, even if it is increased by a little bit, is still far from enough. On the way to the viewing platform, I will have to pass through Xingyueyuan. If there is an opportunity, I will definitely stay overnight then. I just don't know how the team going to the Yellow River gathering is arranged...
When the sun was high in the sky, Jiang Wang only temporarily stopped practicing the art of fire realm. He walked out leisurely and stood in the courtyard, raising his eyes to look at the heavens.
It is common knowledge that the human eye cannot look directly at the sun.
That endless radiance could easily blind a man's eyes. The clearer the sight, the greater the danger.
Before raising his eyes to the sky, Jiang Wang had already, according to the secret art of the Dry Yang Eye, constructed a protective layer based on true yuan power and infused with soul power, covering his left eye.
The eye of the sun resides in his left eye, while above his right eye, a layer of red light shines. This is naturally the divine power of the Three-Headed True Fire, protecting his eyes from the harm of the sun.
Speaking of it, the cultivation of Gan Yang's Pupil Technique is described as starting before transcendence. It involves refining with medicinal water and then gradually advancing from the meridians to Zhou Tian, and finally reaching Tongtian and Tenglong... Each step is carefully taken.
Given Jiang Wang's current strength, he could naturally skip the previous steps and start directly from the Inner Palace realm.
Just in case, besides the red light on his right eye, the magical seed of the Samadhi True Fire was also poised within his first inner mansion. Once there were signs of fire poison, it would immediately mobilize the Samadhi True Fire to dissolve it.
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When Jiang Wang looked towards the sun, the sun had already enveloped him.
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That moment of blinding light almost made him cry.
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But the natural reaction of the eyes belonged to the eyes. Jiang Wang himself remained unaffected, strictly following the secret method passed down from the ancient country of Gu Chang, he captured that point of "brightness" from the scorching sun and "planted" it in his left eye.
He quickly bowed his head and closed his eyes, continuously sending his soul power and true essence to his left eye.
In the stinging pain of her eyes, she strengthened her left eye with the secret art of the Dry Yang Pupil.
Through the scorching sun's "rays," he quickly felt his own "gaze."
This is amazing!
The mysterious man in Wenxi County could sense gazes. The martial artist Wang Gao could shatter the Blood King's killing intent-infused gaze, while "Zhang Yong" could follow his gaze. These three individuals relied on different strengths.
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Now, he could finally feel his own gaze, making the word "gaze" shift from a light and airy concept to something tangible.
The next step is the most difficult part of cultivating the Dry Yang Eye.
According to the secret method, next we must weave divine soul power and true essence power together into "lines," and blend them with the materialized lines of sight.
This requires extremely fine control over true energy, and it is also indispensable to have control over the power of the soul.
When members of the royal family in Yang Guo cultivated this technique, they began training from a young age, gradually cultivating fine control over their abilities. They then steadily increased the difficulty level step by step until they eventually achieved mastery.
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Jiang Wangyuan possessed a powerful divine soul that far surpassed that of his peers. During his cultivation of the Qianyang Eye, this advantage was clearly evident.
He has been involved in battles on the soul level more than once, and he is quite experienced in the use of soul power.
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And the fine control of Zhenyuan has always been Jiang Wang's forte.
The most difficult part described in the cheatsheet didn't feel particularly challenging to him.
On the contrary, it happens naturally and effortlessly.
When he opened his eyes, a sudden flash of crimson light appeared in his left pupil. His entire eye was filled with red.
This should be easy!
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In contrast to the deep and clear right eye, there is a strange and indescribable beauty.
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But the most important thing was that Jiang Wang felt that he could launch a soul-level battle at any time, using the power of yang to construct various killing techniques and annihilate his opponent's soul—although it was only an internal skill level technique.
But that's enough to illustrate...
Just by seeing the sun for the first time, the eyes of the yang have already been partially cultivated!
Jiang Wang retracted his pupil technique, and instead of being satisfied with himself, he began practicing other techniques.
The completion of the Dry Yang's Eye is, of course, a cause for celebration, but with only one corresponding internal level killing technique, it is difficult for him to have much effect at his current combat level.
Battles on the soul level rarely occur within the inner palace realm. But Guanyihetai, where geniuses from all nations gather, can witness any means. Those geniuses from various countries, even if they haven't explored soul-level combat beforehand, would certainly have defensive measures in place. Relying on Tongtian Palace's protection of their souls, it wouldn't be too difficult to defend themselves.
But there was a pleasant surprise...
After cultivating the Eye of Qianyang, he gained a whole new understanding of the Fire Source Diagram. Looking back at the Sanmei True Flame, he also made some different discoveries.
... Thus, the foundation of the Fire Realm techniques became even more rigorous.
This feeling is too good.
At every moment, Jiang Wang is witnessing a stronger self.
Thus, walk forward all the way until that most dazzling place, and it will surely be known throughout the world.
Jiāng Wàng is cultivating.
Zhong Xuansheng was also practicing. He had a ruthless streak in his bones, and he also had talent – in his first battle with Jiang Wang, he easily handled her, showing off his combat wisdom which was top-notch.
But it's true, I've spread myself too thin.
To bridge the vast chasm between him and Chong Xuan was impossible, let alone without distraction.
He has done his best.
At least Jiang Wang and Fourteen would feel that way.
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While being relentlessly pursued by Chongxuan Sheng, Chongxuan Zun unexpectedly stopped his cultivation one day and chatted with the old man in the courtyard.
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He was still in his white clothes, sitting elegantly on the steps. Not far from him, Chong Xuan Yunbo leaned against a lounge chair, bathed in the sunlight.
Late May's midday sun is not gentle.
However, the old man had some cultivation after all, so he wouldn't feel uncomfortable.
However, it was Chongxuan Mingguang who moved a small stool and sat down, smiling as he kneaded his legs, his forehead already beaded with sweat.
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Zhong Xuanyunbo glanced at the eldest son, known as "the embroidered pillow" in Linzi, and said disapprovingly, "I told you to practice more diligently, but now you're just a vain fool!"
Zhong Xuanming, bathed in brilliant light, didn't feel embarrassed at all being scolded in front of his own son. It wasn't the first or second time...
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On one hand, he was diligently training, while on the other, he grinned and said, “I actually put in a lot of effort, just not in front of my father! I trained through the three coldest days of winter and the three hottest days of summer. That's no exaggeration!”
Zhong Xuanyunbo was angry at him, but looking at the young man in white sitting on the stone steps, he felt a sense of comfort.
"Step on it a bit more, maybe Grandpa would be happy."
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Hear that Take a deep breath! Let it all out!
Though that old geezer from the Bao family is gone, I'll still have to burn an offering letter to him when I turn around!
"Brother Zun."
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