Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire
Five types of divine beasts, they were the existences at the absolute pinnacle of all lifeforms in heavens and earth.
Dragons were the kings in the water, phoenixes were the kings at the sky, while kirins were the kings on the ground.
Xuanwu (black tortoise) could excel in both the land and the sea.
White tigers had wings, which allowed them to be one with the wind. They were the king of the hundred beasts.
Five spiritual divine beings in five directions. They were the most perfect existences in the world, and the essence of the multitude of lives could be found on them.
If their movements were turned into martial arts, they would be the very essence of the Beastlike Fist Art.
The winding movements of snakes and dragons, the soaring of phoenixes, the ferociousness of white tigers, the heaviness of black tortoises, and the auspiciousness of kirins…
Feng Lin repeatedly tried to gain insights into the movements of the five divine beasts in the murals, incorporating their movements into his fist art. He could sense that the Beastlike Fist Art was being greatly strengthened.
Before this, he combined the essence of many wild beasts, but it wasn’t very strong. It could only be considered quite a chaotic style with no core. At most, it could only fuse the essence of the wild beasts’ attacks into one.
Now, by gaining insights into the movements of the divine creatures, the core of his Beastlike Fist Art was formed. In an instant, his fist art now seemed to be capable of containing a myriad of changes to deal with all situations
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!
His punch force caused the entire space to rumble.
Feng Lin’s entire body seemed to be undergoing a transformation, his flesh and blood vibrating in resonance. His head was as towering as the horns of dragons; his back was bent like a bow, resembling the majesticness of a tortoise; his legs were filled with the explosive powers of ferocious tigers; phoenixes wings seemingly attached to his back. Even his hands formed into talons like how kirins seized their prey to tear them apart…
His moves became increasingly savage, causing tearing sounds to reverberate throughout the air. His movements were so fast that only shadows could be seen.
His punches actually managed to affect the energy in the air, forming wind, fire, earth…all sorts of elemental phenomena to occur.
After all, the five divine creatures were incarnations of the five elements.
After incorporating the essence of the five spiritual divine beasts, Feng Lin’s Beastlike Fist Art underwent a change in terms of quality. It broke through the limit of the low-martial tier and reached the mid-martial tier, capable of using mere martial arts to affect energy.
Tiger, leopard, snake, crane, elephant…these animal forms were gradually being merged together. The complex stances of the Beastlike Fist Art were now condensed into only five stances.
This was no longer the Beastlike Fist Art, it should be named…
The Five Spirits Ominous Fist Art!
Although he only had five stances now, they incorporated all the profoundness of the movements of all beasts. Traces of everything could be seen within, fused into one.
Feng Lin floated in the air, practicing his new fist art. There was actually energy revolving around his body due to his movements.
White Tiger Seven Slaughters!
The air was sliced as the image of a ferocious tiger’s head formed. It roared in anger, causing the hearts of people to tremble.
A wild wind gusted by, slicing into the tough bone walls and causing bone powder to fly.
Azure Dragon Nine Transformations!
His body was so supple that it was like he had no bones. He floated in the air, twisting and winding about, moving freely like a meandering dragon. His hands formed into dragon claws, slashing out with them and actually causing water vapor to gather around him. It formed into the image of a dragon with a beard resembling whips and a head full of horns.
Vermillion Bird Swallows the Sun. His movements were like thunder, giving rise to towering flames.
Black Tortoise Carries the Mountains. His punches were as heavy as mountains, provoking an intense earthquake.
Wild Dance of the Kirin. He roared like thunder, and lightning bolts fell around him.
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The Five Spirits Ominous Fist contained the profound essence of water, fire, earth, wind, and thunder. Its power was extremely fierce.
Ordinary people would never be able to create such a fist art.
At this moment, the images of the five spiritual divine creatures could clearly be seen around him.
These seemingly beautiful stances were incredibly profound, containing the power to deal critical damage. It was incomparably terrifying.
However, this wasn’t the end yet.
The five spirits (spiritual creatures) were innately divine creatures. They were the evolution of heavens and earth’s law.
By studying their movements, one could comprehend the law of heavens and earth.
Now Feng Lin couldn’t even sense the slightest bit of those laws. Thus, there were still many profound mysteries that he couldn’t see through. He had to do further research.
He was completely immersed, yet he didn’t discover that the state of his body was rapidly weakening. His eyes were bloodshot, and his qi and blood was burning. It was like he didn’t know fatigue as he continued to practice his fist art, ignoring the expenditure of his origin qi.
It looked like he was completely sunk, unable to extricate himself. He would stop only if his qi and blood was exhausted and he died of exhaustion.
ROAR!
In the depths of his heart, the roar of an enraged ape sounded out. Boundless baleful qi surged and shocked him awake.
Feng Lin was startled. He stood at his original location as he perspired cold sweat. He had almost lost himself within the murals.
One mustn’t stare too long at the murals. These murals contained the truth of the shamans and demons battlefield, containing boundless dao charm. If one’s will wasn’t strong enough, they would surely sink into it completely, unable to extricate themselves. Their souls might even be assimilated into the murals.
Feng Lin glanced around and discovered that the people around him all had infatuated looks on their faces.
“Wake up!” He moved over, wanting to wake them. But Iron Pillar who was the nearest to him instinctively threw a punch toward him.
Ironbreak Fist!
This punch blasted out, filled with unstoppable momentum. It felt like a mountain of iron was crashing at Feng Lin.
Feng Lin instinctively raised his hands, blocking before his chest. At the next moment, his entire person was flung through the air as he slammed heavily onto the bone wall. His entire body ached like it was about to crumble apart.
His expression turned solemn. This Iron Pillar was just at the adept level, yet his punch was so powerful. There was no need to mention anything about the others.
These people had fallen into a dazed state as they stared at the murals, attempting to comprehend insights. If he tried to wake them, he would instantly draw their attacks.
If he interrupted them now, not only would he be attacked, but they might also felt that he wanted to stop them from gaining insights which would result in them viewing him with hostility.
He didn’t know if the others could extricate themselves, but as for Zhao Yue`e, she was walking on the mythological path of the Zhenwu Emperor. Given the strength of her dao heart, there was no need for him to be worried about her.
Seeing that the others were still comprehending insights, Feng Lin turned his gaze into the depths of this place. It was an unknown location filled with mystery.
Feng Lin sped over there.
Even more murals appeared and there were countless scenes on them. All of them were about battles between shamans and demons, each containing their own mysteries.
Many extinct demonic beasts could be found on them.
Feng Lin activated his id microchip and scanned all the pictures, recording them.
The value of these pieces of mythological knowledge was considerable. If he wanted to sell them after he got out, it was unknown how many star coins and contribution points would they be worth. He could also use them for his Mythological Genes Association, establishing its foundation, or maybe even use the knowledge to deduce other unique mythological paths.
As for the moves used by those giant shamans, there was no need to say anything about them. The art of killing, of slaughter, and massacre—they were the most primitive forms of martial arts and contained the true essence of the martial dao. It was enough to cause any martial artists to fall into a daze. He could use this knowledge to perfect his own martial arts.
However, Feng Lin didn’t have the time to slowly learn them now. Time was tight, so he chose to record them first before slowly probing their secrets in the future.
Feng Lin activated the strongest scanning abilities of his microchip, recording the countless numbers of murals here.
His body continued to fly forward, to the depths of this place.
Gradually, a layer of thick fog appeared before his vision, spreading out continuously and blotting everything out.
Should he continue forward?
Feng Lin began to hesitate. He used his spirit force to probe, but this action caused the thick fog to churn and move silently. It revealed a giant vortex that sucked him into it, causing him to vanish from this location.
A feeling of time and space switching over could be felt.
Feng Lin wanted to fly up into the air, but he discovered that he was actually being spat out from the mouth of a volcano. After that, when the gravity kicked in, his body began to plummet rapidly.
A brand new world appeared before his eyes, and it was filled with desolate wilderness!
