With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 700 - 577: True Gang Techniques! Ultimate Dragon Elephant!

Chapter 700: Chapter 577: True Gang Techniques! Ultimate Dragon Elephant!

Although his spiritual talent is already as hard as refined steel.

But who would mind having extra means of defense in this place?

The harvest of the day was overwhelming, yet some of it was digested.

Meng Chuan just reined in his extraordinary abilities and sat cross-legged on the rock.

After a whole day of exertion, he suddenly realized it was already late night.

Looking up, there was not a trace of moonlight.

Half was obscured by clouds, the other half by Principal Sui’s majestic figure.

If there were no clouds tonight, it would have been possible to witness the rare celestial phenomenon of "Sun and Moon Shining Together."

Meng Chuan lowered his head, silently sighing:

"Principal Sui is truly getting brighter and brighter..."

From birth until now, he had only seen his principal breaking seven.

He didn’t know whether other Celestial Kings had similar might when they broke through the seventh limit.

Probably not...

In Meng Chuan’s heart, even if Principal Sui broke seven, he was immediately in the strong first tier among the Seven-Limit Great Saints.

Meng Chuan still had doubts in his mind.

Why was there no news about Zhao Dasheng, who was about to break the eighth limit?

The difference in level is too vast, hard to understand.

Better just focus on studying oneself seriously.

Leaving tomorrow, Meng Chuan decided to meditate overnight tonight.

Just in time for the year-end, considering how his martial arts should develop next year is more important.

Many martial arts are not far from breaking limits.

What more needs to be learned, which should be the main focus daily, whether to change?

How to integrate the next step of Five Elements Fist?

Many layers, too many things being learned now.

Regarding martial arts, countless ideas erupted in Meng Chuan’s mind, more possibilities sketched out as thoughts collided...

...

A night passed swiftly.

The darkness faded, sunlight pierced through the clouds, leaping into view.

Meng Chuan awoke abruptly, realizing it was daytime.

It wasn’t the daylight that brought him back to his senses.

But rather a voice in his mind seemed to transmit awareness:

"Donor Meng, my junior brother [Liao Huo] requests to see you before we leave, would you be willing?"

Meng Chuan pondered silently:

"Liao Huo?"

Who is Liao Huo?

The former team leader of that national mission, now a Martial Arts Grandmaster, the first of the "Liao" generation in Shaolin Temple—

[Extreme Dragon Elephant·Liao Huo]!

Extreme!

Pursuit of martial arts perfection, protected by the mighty power of dragon elephants.

The former leader of the monk academy, the first combat power under the master of Shaoshi Mountain!

Why is he looking for me?

Liao Yuan is somewhat related to him, perhaps wants to inquire?

Meng Chuan followed Hui Jue, directly voicing his doubts.

It’s no big deal, so what’s there to fear?

The road to championship, most likely will meet him in next year’s [Dawn Martial Demonstration].

Meeting sooner also allows for early planning.

Hui Jue played with prayer beads, smiling faintly:

"This humble monk doesn’t know Liao Huo’s intention, perhaps because Donor Meng’s fame is widespread, leaving today, not seeing might be regrettable."

Meng Chuan nodded silently, as long as it doesn’t delay him returning home for lunch...

Asking Hui Jue to wait, tidied up back inside, and leaving right after meeting Liao Huo.

The journey to Shaoshi Mountain comes to an end here.

...

The sunlight was dazzling, Hui Jue led Meng Chuan, the two descending the mountain one after the other.

Mountain Gate Hall.

A towering figure had long been waiting there.

Liao Huo’s secular name is Long Xiang, surname Long, given name Xiang, [Extreme Dragon Elephant] resonates with his secular name, being the epitome in fist arts.

He stood outside the hall, looking like a tall and sturdy nut wall.

The orange-red sun was fierce, yet his body blocked it tightly, not a sliver fell inside the hall.

Liao Huo looked around, nearly five meters tall, expansive at the top and broad below, his shoulders wide enough to race horses.

Not the reincarnation of a Vajra, Vajra isn’t this stout.

More like the body of a giant from Norse mythology, standing tall and strong.

Even just standing ordinarily there, without using any power, his form was incredibly exaggerated.

Once he warmed up and his body fueled with blood, how explosive would his physique be, it’s unimaginable.

Of course, compared to [Final Liberation·Meng Chuan]...

Natural talent monsters still lose to cheaters...

Occasionally, monks going up and down the mountain saw him, all stopped to pay respects, addressing him as "Dragon Elephant Master."

Liao Huo nodded in acknowledgment, still standing with arms crossed, his shadow stretching slowly up the steps leading to the mountain.

After a while.

Step by step...

Liao Huo raised an eyebrow, his ears moved slightly.

He released his perception, looking distantly.

In the distance, both Master Hui Jue also sensed Liao Huo’s perception.

Upon close sniffing, there was an icy aura akin to the reflection of cold iron.

He instantly realized, could it be that this nephew of his, came with resentment?

Related to Liao Yuan’s death?

But he remembered, this nephew of his always had this temperament.

Cold, forceful.

Probably not specifically against today’s matters.

Hui Jue was puzzled, but with himself present, all was well.

Turning to the side, Meng Chuan appeared contemplative, could it be that this kid also sensed it?

This kind of insight is impressive, spiritual strength, definitely not ordinary two limits.

Having sensed that bit of "indifference" in Liao Huo’s breath, would he still dare to go?

A two-limit master facing a four-limit grandmaster directly.

The gap of two major martial arts realms is greater than between a newborn and a grown man.

Afraid or not?

"Master Hui Jue, shall we quicken our pace?"

I don’t know what Liao Huo wants, but Meng Chuan just wants to hurry up and not miss the lunch at home.

Hui Jue nodded, and in that instant, his pupils suddenly widened.

Whir—

The wind roared, tracing a jet-like trajectory from behind Meng Chuan.

His figure fluctuated for a moment, then completely disappeared from the stone steps, condensing into a small black dot at the end, faintly unseen.

Hui Jue tapped the tip of his right foot, his whole body floating in pursuit.

In Meng Chuan’s Qi, he saw hostility.

It’s a misunderstanding!

Is this kid really thinking of wrestling with Liao Huo?

This is arrogance...

Hui Jue felt a headache; before Master Baibao left, he entrusted Meng Chuan’s safety on the mountain to the master.

But the master left Shaolin yesterday and entrusted Meng Chuan to him.

He must be returned safely to Yong’an.

He still remembers the master pointing to that extra sun in the sky before leaving:

"This is Principal Sui’s entrustment, ensure this child’s safety on Shaoshi Mountain."

If Liao Huo strikes Meng Chuan dead with one punch...

Buddha be praised...

Hui Jue shook his head and hurriedly caught up.

...

It was like sitting on a high-speed train, and still a ten-fold speed train, the mountain scenery on both sides rapidly receding in Meng Chuan’s eyes.

Seeing from a distance that it was only about a thousand steps to the mountain gate hall, Meng Chuan decisively made a great leap forward.

Boom!

As the inner gateway of Shaolin Temple, the mountain gate hall here was bustling with monks coming and going.

Suddenly, a cool feeling above their heads, all monks looked up in amazement.

A figure fell like a cannonball, crashing into the ground.

Another person flew in behind, that person being the renowned Grandmaster Hui Jue.

All the monks hastily clasped their hands in salutation, respectfully addressed as "Flaming Phoenix Grandmaster."

Liao Huo is a Grandmaster, while Hui Jue is a Great Grandmaster.

The difference between them is not in realm height but martial theory height.

Only those within the Inner Scenery Grounds, possessing the gigantic divine mountain [Understanding Heaven and Earth].

Can be honored with the title [Martial Arts Great Grandmaster]!

Some Grandmasters, until they achieve Revered One, can only, with the aid of the realm, cleverly understand Heaven and Earth.

Only the martial theory path requires exceptionally gifted individuals, who in the Grandmaster realm can bear the title "Great."

The ground silently sank three inches; cracks spread like a spiderweb, visible even through the dense fog.

The monks scratched their heads, unsure why someone would fall from Shaoshi Mountain, crashing here.

"Did a monk jump from the mountain?"

"Amitabha, the pressure in cultivation is great, but to this extent..."

"Could it be some novice monk unable to bear some senior monk’s orders?"

"Ahem... Speak cautiously, the Buddhist sect is free and pure, where comes oppression..."

It’s all voluntary.

The noise and chatter continued, the monks discussing vigorously.

Soon a silhouette stepped out from the mist, shock coloring the entire mountain gate hall.

A figure walked gracefully out of the dust and smoke.

The soles of his shoes crushed gravel, emitting a fine cracking sound.

Meng Chuan grasped his right hand, the dust completely dispersing.

His left palm naturally pressed against his right fist, performing the martial salute with a bow.

Though he didn’t know why Grandmaster Liao Huo sought him.

But Meng Chuan could sense, although the other’s eyes were sharp, they were filled with nothing but fighting spirit, no other emotion.

Simultaneously, facing this [Ultimate Path Dragon Elephant] for a moment, his fighting spirit inexplicably surged.

Fought a Grandmaster?

Meng Chuan never thought about it.

Even if he regains the hardened body from training on Little Sumeru Mountain.

And further releases the ultimate liberation.

He definitely wouldn’t be a match for a Grandmaster.

Crossing two major realms, in terms of ancient Qi Refiners’ realm, equivalent to foundation crossing golden core to fight the nascent soul...

This is the mutual admiration between two ultimate path practitioners!

Meng Chuan was already aware Liao Huo wasn’t picking a quarrel, but wanted to test him.

... It’s genuine reputation?

Boom!

A clap of thunder exploded, birds on tree branches were startled into flight.

The area a hundred meters facing up the mountain from the mountain gate hall, all dust floated airborne.

The rocks and vegetation swayed, trembling in the wind, until Hui Jue raised a hand to press delicately, everything finally settled.

"Grandmaster Liao Huo is about to act!"

"What happened? Why would Dragon Elephant Master... oppose that little demon Meng Chuan?"

"Indeed the Dragon Elephant Vajra! Just upon entrance there’s such pressure, what momentum! What awe!"

Liao Huo’s momentum erupted, soaring skyward like smoke clouds, converging into an elephant.

In the sky above, a strange gasified elephant stepped on clouds descending, crowned with scarlet jewels, eyes like dragons elongated, emitting a red glow.

From the elephant’s jaw extending to the tail tip, was armored with blood-like crimson scales, four thick legs like heavenly pillars slowly descended.

Lotus blooms with each step, chanting Sanskrit echoes, the aura of wilderness, dragon, and Buddha mixed together, true gang condensed shape!

Meng Chuan’s eyes flashed with insight.

This was what he had previously consulted Master Baibao about, "True Qi" infused with fist intent, what can emerge?

Martial Arts True Gang is the only energy that can fuse with "Momentum," True Qi can’t achieve this.

Liao Huo didn’t even foster fist intent, rather let his inherent Dragon Elephant Momentum have thickness, bear a vessel, Martial Arts Momentum took this form in Meng Chuan’s eyes.

Using momentum to oppress!

The heavy as a mountain Dragon Elephant, approached Meng Chuan step by step.

The magnificent, sky-challenging tusks almost reached Meng Chuan’s eyelids.

Meng Chuan slightly bowed his head, eyes upturned, pupils fixated on the Dragon Elephant.

Fiery red lightning blazed within his golden eyes!

The Dragon Elephant passed through his torso, Meng Chuan remained immobile, not evading.

In just an instant, the wind pressure halted, the chanting ceased.

The elephant body transformed into a fleeting smoke cloud dispersing, leaving only an elephant’s roar, shaking the heavens and earth!

In his vision, only saw the Ultimate Path Dragon Elephant striding a step.

In a trance, its figure inexplicably soared, taller than even the plaque of the mountain gate hall!

This is the Elephant Form Sect’s pinnacle divine power, the truly genuine [Dharma Heaven and Earth]!

Meng Chuan’s gaze, locking onto that [Ultimate Path Dragon Elephant]...