The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1365: Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body Art

The next day, many disciples came to ask whether Ling Feng intended to sell the Yin-Yang Soul Jade. They all returned empty-handed.

Early that morning, Ling Feng went to the Hall of Merit. The day before, he had "sold" an Earth Emperor Token to Yan Guying and earned forty thousand contribution points.

Given Ling Feng's temperament, there was no chance he would keep those points untouched. Since he was about to enter the Earth Emperor Pool for cultivation, this was the perfect time to spend them in the Hall of Merit on materials he needed. With ten days in the Earth Emperor Pool ahead of him, he intended to push for a ruthless breakthrough.

After making a round in the hall, Ling Feng bought several rare treasures that could strengthen vitality. Once the Eight Desolations Body Refinement Art reached the second phase of the Eight Desolations Undying Body, it required an enormous amount of vitality to advance any further.

Ling Feng had already made up his mind to push body refinement, qi refinement, and spiritual refinement to their limits. Recently, his spiritual refinement had progressed rapidly, while his body refinement had begun to lag behind.

"Blood Dragon Purple Ginseng, Stone Marrow Flower. Mhmm, not bad. I did not expect the Hall of Merit to carry treasures that are so hard to find outside!"

With a casual sweep of his hand, Ling Feng spent over ten thousand contribution points to exchange for the two precious herbs. He still had close to thirty thousand left. Without wasting any time, he went for a look around the Scripture Depository Hall.

As the name suggested, the Scripture Depository Hall stored martial arts and techniques. For qi refinement, he had the Sacred Mystical Heaven Art. For spiritual refinement, he had the Nightmare Heart Technique and the Soul Splitting Art. When it came to body refinement, however, the Eight Desolations Body Refinement Art he obtained early on was no longer keeping pace with his progress.

The second volume of the Eight Desolations Undying Body was incomplete. Although Ling Feng could use rare treasures to temper his body, that was not a long-term solution.

If he intended to cultivate all three paths together, it was time to find a body refinement art to replace the Eight Desolations Body Refinement Art.

After searching carefully through the Scripture Depository Hall, Ling Feng finally selected a body refinement art called the "Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body Art." It was an advanced body refinement art meant for cultivators who already had a solid foundation.

The description alone was domineering.

It refined the body with true blood and condensed Dragon-Elephant Divine Strength. With every movement, Dragon-Elephant Divine Strength would surge through the body, granting power capable of shattering the heavens and destroying the earth.

The Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body Art was divided into five levels. The first level was Dragon-Elephant Divine Strength. The second level was the Strength of Ten Dragons. The third level was the Strength of a Hundred Dragons. The fourth level was the Strength of a Thousand Dragons. Upon reaching the fifth level, one could awaken Primal Dragon Strength!

Ling Feng felt his blood heat up. Without hesitation, he took the Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body Art. This body refinement art could be called a supreme divine skill for forging the body into a sacred vessel. It was baffling that no one wanted it.

After spending thirty thousand contribution points on the "Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body Art", Ling Feng strode out of the Scripture Depository Hall.

The two disciples in charge of the transaction stared at each other in stunned silence.

"That guy looks like an outer sect disciple, right? He spent thirty thousand contribution points without even blinking!"

"He is Ling Feng. How do you not know him?" the other disciple replied with an exasperated look.

"So that is Ling Feng!"

The first disciple finally realized who he was. "That explains it. But does Senior Brother Ling Feng not know that the Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body Art only looks powerful on the surface and is basically impossible to cultivate?"

"That is true. Over the past few hundred years, countless ambitious inner sect disciples tried to cultivate Dragon-Elephant Divine Strength, but divine strength is not so easily achieved. In the end, they wasted huge amounts of contribution points on a technique that only looks impressive. That is why the sect kept lowering its price, until it ended up in the outer sect. Otherwise, how could a body refinement art on par with sacred-tier arts be priced at only thirty thousand contribution points?"

"Even so, thirty thousand is no small sum. This time, Senior Brother Ling Feng is probably going to suffer a loss."

"Spending thirty thousand on a technique that cannot be cultivated. I almost feel bad for him. Unfortunately, once it leaves the counter, there are no refunds. Even if he is the First Tianjian, he can only accept his bad luck."

The Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body Art had only two requirements, yet they blocked the vast majority of martial practitioners completely.

The first requirement was to open ninety nine meridian gates during the Pulse Formation Realm.

Within Dongling Immortal Pool, there were quite a few geniuses who could open more than one meridian gate, but those who could open ninety nine could be counted on one hand.

The second requirement was tempering the body with lightning tribulation!

To awaken Dragon-Elephant Divine Strength, one had to use the power of lightning tribulation to refine the body first. Otherwise, the flesh would not be able to withstand such domineering strength, and the cultivator would be unable to truly control it.

Under normal circumstances, a martial practitioner would experience their first lightning tribulation when advancing from the Human Emperor realm to the Great Emperor realm. Only after reaching the Great Emperor level could one begin cultivating this divine skill.

Yet the first condition had to be fulfilled back in the Pulse Formation Realm, since one had to open ninety nine meridian gates before cultivation could even begin.

In other words, to cultivate this body refinement art, one needed ninety nine meridian gates first, then reach the cultivation of a Great Emperor second.

In reality, anyone who followed the path of body refinement and reached the Great Emperor level would not lack a suitable body refinement art. Those who did not follow the body refinement path had no reason to cultivate the Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body Art either.

As a result, this technique had not been successfully cultivated by anyone for hundreds or even thousands of years.

By a strange twist of fate, the two harsh and nearly impossible conditions of this art were both perfectly met by Ling Feng.

It was as though this technique had been tailored for him alone. There was no one more suited to cultivate the Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body Art than him.

...

In the Heavenly Realm, within the Flowing Flame Hall.

After his defeat, Wang Ruquan had suffered heavy injuries. Although he was carried back to the Heavenly Realm, his condition meant he would need at least half a year of bed rest to recover.

Having lost the Yin-Yang Soul Jade, his strength would likely stagnate from this point onward. Combined with the severe damage to his foundation this time, he soon would no longer have the ability to contend for the Creation Star Ranking.

Wang Ruquan lay alone on his bed, letting out soft groans of pain from time to time. Forcibly activating the Blood God Transformation had placed an immense burden on him, even for someone of his level.

At that moment, a gentle breeze passed through the room. A figure dressed in plain white suddenly appeared within Wang Ruquan's chamber. A soft rebuke rang out like heavenly music. Though it was a reprimand, it sounded strangely pleasant to the ear.

"Wang Ruquan, you still have the face to send someone to look for me?"

It was a woman in white robes, standing quietly by Wang Ruquan's bedside like an immortal who had descended beneath the moon. Her cold eyes were devoid of any trace of worldly warmth.

A light veil covered her face, revealing only a pair of starry eyes. Even so, her breathtaking beauty shone like dawn light upon snow, leaving one shaken to the core.

Her skin was as fair as spring snow, smooth like polished jade. Her features were as delicate as though carved from ivory. Long black hair flowed down her back, and her bearing was elegant and aloof. With every movement, she seemed light and unworldly, like a peerless immortal fairy.