Invincibility Begins with Mastery of Fist Techniques-Chapter 157 - 151: Super Warrior

Just as Zhang Dongwei turned to look at the magnificent palace resting among the clouds on the ninth layer of the Immortal Palace, a subtle magnetic field inside vibrated the surrounding air, transmitting a faint message:

"A converter seems to have lost control. Should we find a way to handle the situation?"

Silence reigned in the palace for a long time before a message was slowly transmitted: "No. The cost is too great."

"But he'll likely ruin the plan. With him around, I'm afraid no one will be able to take the Elixir of Immortality out of the Immortal Realm."

Another message was transmitted via the magnetic field.

"No. As long as someone leaves the Immortal Realm alive, the Elixir of Immortality will have already been taken out."

A reply came from within the palace.

"I don't understand."

This time, the source of the message outside the palace seemed somewhat confused.

"The Elixir of Immortality is a form of desire. A desire that has already taken root in their hearts. Soon, they will carry that desire out into the entire world."

The source within the palace stated calmly.

"I understand. And what of those who intruded into the Middle Three Heavens? They seem to be Descendants of that person from all those years ago. Their objective appears to be the Jasper Pool. Do we need to deal with them?"

"No. That person left a contingency within the Seal for his Bloodline Descendants. Until the Seal is broken, do not interfere. Pay them no mind and let them be. For now, we need only wait. Thousands of years have passed. Why rush now?"

With that, the two sources slowly fell silent, and tranquility returned to the palace.

Ultimately, the loosening of the Beiwei Seal had allowed some of the beings within the Kunlun Seal to awaken, unnoticed.

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Meanwhile, a man from the Starry Sky Country was emerging from a hall on the Second Layer of the Immortal Palace.

He was a handsome, blond-haired, blue-eyed Caucasian dressed in tactical gear, with two shortswords hanging from his waist.

The two shortswords were of a peculiar design. The hilts featured a button, giving them a high-tech feel, but the gleaming silver blades were inscribed with a pattern similar to the crimson markings on a Demon-Catching Bottle, exuding an air of ancient mystery.

It was a fusion of technology and the arcane.

Furthermore, the crimson tattoos covering his exposed skin gave him a distinctly peculiar appearance.

His name was Alex, a Super Warrior from the Nebula Alliance, a special organization within the Starry Sky Country. Decades ago, after the war, the Starry Sky Country acquired a vast amount of data from the defeated Ya'an Empire. They immediately launched a secret project codenamed "Transcender" to integrate and study this information.

As the world's most technologically advanced nation, the Starry Sky Country made rapid progress in its research of the human body, life, and Saint Awakening over several decades, aided by certain special beings.

Alex was one of the beneficiaries of the "Transcender" project.

Twenty years ago, with the approval of the high command, the "Transcender" research group began a secret, nationwide screening process in the Starry Sky Country. The goal was to select children from the new generation with the most superior genetic structures for their Super Warrior research.

In total, one hundred and three children between the ages of eight and twelve were selected from across the country to participate in the program.

Their superior genetic structures meant they would possess Physical Talent far exceeding that of ordinary humans, along with extraordinary intelligence and an extremely strong capacity for learning.

Every one of them was exceptionally gifted.

In a way, they were born destined to become the most elite members of Human Society.

Genius is ninety-nine percent perspiration and one percent inspiration, and it is that one percent of inspiration that ensures an ordinary person can never become a genius.

Birthright, family background, genetics, intellect...

Not everything about a person can be changed through effort. For many, their starting line is an ordinary person's finish line.

Alex was a prime example of this.

His father was a high-ranking military official, and his mother was the daughter of a great, century-old financial dynasty in the Starry Sky Country. Generations of consolidating superior genes had culminated in his existence.

The hundred or so selected children, all from similar backgrounds, were gathered together. From a young age, vast resources were poured into their education.

The nation's top educators and sociologists designed their curriculum. The most brilliant biologists monitored their physical condition in real time. The finest instructors trained them in combat, physical fitness, and psychological conditioning.

While ordinary Martial Artists were still sparring with human partners, a central computer had already collected the most comprehensive data on human kinesiology. From a young age, it corrected their every subtle error in movement, allowing them to build instinctive muscle memory. Every action was optimized to utilize their body's power to the fullest. A single day of their training was equivalent to a month of bitter cultivation for an ordinary Martial Artist.

They were provided with the most advanced equipment, food, and medicine, but this did not mean they lived in luxury. The nation's top psychologists provided psychological guidance, cultivating their emotional intelligence, adversity quotient, and more, allowing them to develop superhuman Willpower.

Furthermore, once they reached a certain level of proficiency, they were dispatched to handle real-world affairs and missions, a process of self-tempering that also served as a screening method.

Many were eliminated at every stage of this training. In the end, only the twenty strongest remained to undergo the final, special experiment.

The bodies of these remaining twenty were each like an artificially sculpted miracle.

Ultimately, ten of them succeeded. They broke through the physical limits of the human body. Their formidable physiques then elevated their spirits, allowing their minds to gradually enter another, vaster dimension. Outfitted with all sorts of high-end technology, they became the most elite fighting force in the world.

One could say they were the crystallization of the Starry Sky Country's integrated technological might. Their very existence represented technology's challenge to the apex of life itself.

In the eyes of the Nebula Alliance, they were miracles, the dawn of a new age.

'So this is the Elixir of Immortality? A substance that can turn humans into Celestial Demons... Truly incredible.'

Alex emerged from the cave, gazing at the Golden Silk Jade Bottle in his hand, an unusual light gleaming in his eyes.

If he hadn't seen with his own eyes the ancients in those caves, dead for a thousand years yet surviving as Celestial Demons, he would scarcely have believed such a thing could exist.

Death is a fear no human can escape. Even as a Super Warrior, he knew he was still bound by his mortal fate.

It seemed nothing in this world was truly immortal.

The Fountain of Youth, the Elixir of Immortality...

The world was filled with such legends, but this time, a legend had materialized right before his eyes.

When he first heard that the Elixir of Immortality could be found in the Immortal Palace, he had been skeptical. But the facts had shattered his doubts.

'This thing... it might hold the secret to the soul's immortality. The specialists will surely be interested. I should find a few more bottles to bring back. The experiments will need a control group...'

A slight smile touched Alex's lips. Just as he was about to place the Golden Silk Jade Bottle into his tactical satchel, a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"That is not for you to take."

A deep, stern voice slowly drifted over. The illusion before him was violently ripped apart by a powerful magnetic field, and a burly, white-haired old man wearing a Daoist Robe strode toward him. His beard was long, like a halberd.