Gu Sheng’s seated figure with crossed legs was enveloped by a layer of faint golden halo, and True Qi surged around him.
Suddenly, his tightly closed eyes abruptly opened, and two substantial beams of golden light shot out from his pupils, tracing a dazzling path in the dim hall.
"Boom——"
Condensed True Qi fluctuations formed a visible tornado centered on Gu Sheng. The fierce True Qi tore through the air, creating sharp blasts, while ancient runes on the hall’s walls lit up one after another, barely resisting this power’s impact.
"The Seventh Level of Xuanwu Realm, achieved!"
Gu Sheng uttered a low cry, his voice filled with barely contained excitement.
He sealed his hands, as if an invisible hand guided the raging True Qi tornado, slowly retracting it into his body. Each strand of True Qi returning made his aura more solid.
Three months of arduous cultivation, finally paying off.
In the first two and a half months, he exhausted his mind refining the three drops of Venerable’s Life Essence Blood, forcibly pushing his cultivation from the Fifth Level of Xuanwu Realm to the Sixth Layer Peak.
In the last half month, he stabilized his realm while comprehending the Emperor Sect Secret Technique "Ten Thousand Paths to One Technique." Today, breaking through not only marked the initial mastering of the secret technique, but his cultivation also seamlessly advanced to the Seventh Level.
"Is this the power of the Ten Thousand Paths to One Technique..."
Gu Sheng muttered to himself, the golden light in his eyes gradually fading.
He raised his right hand, spreading his fingers then slowly clenching them into a fist. Instantly, invisible Protective Gang Qi around him suddenly converged, transforming into an almost transparent Qi Sword above his palm.
The sword measured three feet three inches long, crystalline like water, yet emitting a sharp aura that chilled hearts.
Gu Sheng casually waved his hand, and where the Qi Sword passed, the air was torn revealing minute black cracks.
"Whiz——"
With a faint sound, a sword mark appeared on the hall wall, several feet deep, with a smooth cut surface.
More astonishingly, golden patterns began to extend from the sword mark’s edges, as if the strike had completely disrupted the wall’s internal structure.
"What a Ten Thousand Paths to One Technique! Truly deserving of being called the top attack secret technique of Xuanwu Realm!"
Gu Sheng silently praised. The most wondrous aspect of this secret technique is its ability to transform Martial Artist’s strongest defense—Protective Gang Qi—into the most lethal attack means.
Ordinary Martial Artists must maintain Protective Gang Qi fully without distraction for attack. But the Ten Thousand Paths to One Technique breaks this convention.
Even better, the Gang Qi Divine Soldier condensed by this method isn’t limited by the quality of magical treasures; its power entirely depends on the strength of the practitioner’s Gang Qi.
Gu Sheng practiced the "Nine Dragon Heaven and Earth Technique," already possessing True Qi several times more robust than peers at the same level. Now reaching the Seventh Level of Xuanwu Realm, his True Qi and Gang Qi’s robustness equaled that of ordinary Earth Martial Realm Third Level experts.
This means the Qi Sword he condensed now was equivalent in power to an Earth Rank magical treasure!
"Moreover..."
The entire hall began trembling, and an ancient, violent aura erupted from beneath the earth.
Gu Sheng’s expression condensed, turning toward the source—Situ Qingfeng’s closed-door cultivation direction.
"Coming out of closed cultivation?"
Gu Sheng withdrew his Gang Qi, swiftly stepping to the hall’s center. There, a blood-red light pillar shot up from underground, its brilliance veiling the vague silhouette of a golden roc soaring skyward, emitting piercing cries.
"Screech——"
The cry carried an overwhelming bloodline pressure, sweeping through the hall.
Gu Sheng had to circulate True Qi for resistance, feeling secretly shocked.
"Such powerful bloodline power! Situ must have reaped considerable gains."
The blood-red light pillar gradually contracted after about half an hour. When the final radiance sunk into the ground, a figure slowly emerged from its source.
It was Situ Qingfeng!
But compared to three months ago, Situ Qingfeng now seemed entirely different.
His already towering physique grew slightly taller, golden patterns faintly appeared on his exposed skin, and his pupils transformed into sharp vertical slits, flickering golden light as they opened and closed.

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