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The brilliant light filled the entire cave, and it was filled with mist and sacredness, like a fairyland on earth.
Genjin sat cross-legged in such an environment to practice, and the effect was amazing. He was filled with light and looked solemn, like an eternal and immortal god.
"Gulu! Gulu..."
The high-speed flowing blood, under the influence of the Gu Mo scriptures, continuously bursts out its potential, flows into the blood vessels, continues to heat up, and causes the blood particles to beat violently, like a pot of boiling water.
At the same time, the aura of the past was rising steadily, increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, the increase was terrifying, and the millstone-sized divine source was also slowly shrinking.
Two hours later, Gen Jin stopped, and the practice in the Boiling Blood Realm came to an end for the time being. It was time for him to go to the Magic Power Hall to listen to the Supreme Sermon.
After just two hours of gulping down and drinking like a cow, half of the millstone-sized divine source had been used up, and his cultivation level was approaching the middle stage of Boiling Blood, and he was about to enter this level.
If he continues to practice at this speed, he will be able to reach the great perfection of the Boiling Blood Realm in a few days.
All of this stems from the fact that Hengjin has obtained an immortal ancient scripture and valuable resources for spiritual practice.
The wild system, the immortal ancient scriptures, the brilliant divine source, and the extraordinary talent together created such an astonishing speed of cultivation.
After putting away the divine source, Genjin walked out of the cave and flew towards the Mana Palace.
When he arrived, many people had already come here. There were still a thousand cushions and a large platform.
He found a random seat and sat down.
Suddenly, there was a flash of light on the platform, and a tall figure appeared, wrapped in chaotic energy, very blurry and indistinct.
He is the supreme being who is in charge of preaching today. He is powerful in combat and has great magical powers. He has made great achievements in this area.
"Mana power is the foundation of a cultivator's life. When two people compete, the one with greater mana power has a greater chance of winning..."
As soon as this supreme being arrived, he began to talk about the importance of magic power, and then explained how Taoist monks should expand their magic power and bring out the potential in their bodies.
The one thousand students below listened very attentively, because what this supreme master said were pure practical information, and he taught them everything he knew without holding back at all.
This is the most valuable experience and what everyone needs most right now. This is the benefit of joining the God of War Academy. Having the seniors to explain without reservation and point out the way forward and direction is like standing on the shoulders of giants, allowing people to avoid detours.
"Look, that's the essence of the Mana Palace. Generally speaking, the mana of a cultivator can be tested in the mana torrent. Moreover, by going upstream along the mana torrent, one can break through one's own limits and stimulate the potential in the body."
The Supreme pointed to the depths of the Mana Palace, where there was something like a river that was constantly washing away.
If you sense it carefully, you will find that the river water is not real river water, but river water made up of magic power, running in a peculiar way, as if someone at the source is constantly casting spells to bombard the downstream.
Standing in it is equivalent to being constantly under magical attacks, and the higher you go, the more powerful the magical attacks become.
If one wants to move upwards against the torrent, one must open the magic shield. Otherwise, the body will be washed away by the magic torrent and be seriously injured in an instant. Therefore, the levels here are extremely challenging for the cultivator's magic power.
"Look."
The Supreme One spoke again and captured a warrior with bronze skin, three heads and six arms, very much like the Asura clan in mythology and legends.
He was thrown directly into the torrent of mana.
The turbulent torrent of magic spells rushed down, shocking the warrior and he quickly activated the magic shield.
At the beginning he was able to do it with ease, but under the pressure of the Supreme, he had to move deeper into the torrent, and the pressure he suffered became greater and greater.
Soon, the creature's face turned pale and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down its forehead.
Clearly, he was reaching his limit.
The Supreme was still forcing him to move forward, and the warrior had no choice but to move forward.
"puff!"
Finally, the magic shield reached its limit and shattered with a loud bang. A torrent of magic rushed in, instantly causing the creature to suffer a catastrophe, with bones broken and blood all over his body.
When death struck, this creature's will to survive was aroused, causing the potential hidden deep in his body to burst out.
A new layer of mana shield appeared, blocking the flood of spells in time, allowing the creature to catch its breath.
Suddenly, he felt the impact of the torrent of magic disappeared, and he felt relaxed all over.
It turned out that it was the Supreme who pulled this warrior out.
"Boom!"
He fell heavily to the ground. A group of fighters waiting to be summoned cast cold glances at him. No one showed any mercy. As fighters, they had already prepared themselves to die at any time.
Although the creature with three heads and six arms was seriously injured, he survived by chance and still had life. He only needed a little recuperation to be full of energy. He struggled back to his previous position, not daring to express any dissatisfaction or complaints.
"Did you see that? When on the verge of death, the potential in this creature's body suddenly erupted, reopening the magic shield and allowing it to survive.
You can refer to this as much as you can, first try your own limits in the torrent of mana, and then try to force the potential in your body to burst out.
Don't be too eager for quick success. There have been students who died in the flood of magic in the past. "He warned, and then stopped talking, letting the students experience it themselves in the flood.
One thousand academy students stood up and walked towards the torrent of magic. The space there was very wide and could easily accommodate a thousand people.
For the old students, this place is no longer unfamiliar. They are very familiar with it. They open the magic shield and move forward step by step against the flow of magic.
The new students also followed.
He was mixed in among them, not walking fast, and was in the middle area. However, no one dared to underestimate this human who was known as the "God of Death", as they all knew that he was extremely powerful.
"Brother Gen, I haven't seen you for a day. You have already broken through the Qi-eating stage and advanced to the Boiling Blood stage.
Now that your shortcomings have been made up, it is difficult for us to catch up." The eight-armed boy greeted and sighed.
At the beginning, when he was selected for further study, he was defeated by Hengjin, but it was not a crushing defeat. This was because he possessed a quarter of Roma blood and was ahead of Hengjin in realm.
Now, Hengjin has obtained the Immortal Ancient Scripture and has taken off directly, making up for his previous shortcomings. The strength gap between the two immediately widened and is no longer in the same dimension.
“Haha, Brother Dao could have entered the Boiling Blood Realm a long time ago, but he still stays where he is. He must want to accumulate some experience and then make a big splash.” Gengjin responded with a smile.
The eight-armed boy smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Brother Wen has embarrassed me. I can only be a leader among the royal family, but Brother Wen has already reached the realm of the imperial family."
Just smiling and not responding was tantamount to agreeing with what the other party said.
In a foreign land, there is no need to be too humble. With his strength, he is a leader even among the creatures of the imperial clan. The only thing that differs from him now is the ancient scriptures and ancestral techniques.
The creatures of the imperial clan inherit the bloodline of the Immortal King, practice the ancient scriptures of the Immortal King, and master the secret techniques created by the Immortal King. This is incomparable to anything before.
However, in other aspects, he is only strong, not weak.
Of course, it is not ruled out that there are extremely stunning descendants of the Immortal King.
Now, the Imperial Clan is still very mysterious to Genjin. The only person he has come into contact with is the eight-armed young man who possesses part of the Imperial Clan's blood. He has never seen a real young man from the Imperial Clan.
As the group of geniuses went deeper, the power of the magic torrent slowly increased. In the Qi-Eating Realm, some students already felt the strain, staggered, and were about to reach their limit.
Only the most amazing group of students were able to do it with ease, with their hands behind their backs, looking relaxed and at ease.
However, this situation soon changed. The red line for the creatures in the Air-Eating Realm was reached, and even a strong man like the eight-armed boy could only stop a few feet within the red line and found it difficult to cross it.
Genjin crossed the red line with ease and walked towards the limit of the Boiling Blood Realm.
Ahead, the creatures with a high level of cultivation had disappeared, vanishing in the torrent.
Genjin was getting closer and closer to the limit of the Boiling Blood Realm, with several royal geniuses following behind him. They gritted their teeth and persisted, wanting to get closer to the human in front and close the distance. Unfortunately, the gap in strength was too great, and they could only watch him go away.
"Are you kidding? He is not even in the middle stage of the Boiling Blood Realm, and I am already in the late stage of the Boiling Blood Realm. How come my magic power is not as good as his?" A young royal boy showed a look of shock and disbelief on his face.
"The rumors are true. The potential of this human race is comparable to that of the imperial race. Only the imperial race of the same level can create such a huge gap with us." Someone sighed.
"call!"
Genjin let out a deep breath and began to feel the strain. After all, he had just entered this realm and his cultivation was too shallow.
However, he still crossed the red line set for creatures in the Boiling Blood Realm.
In the distance, the Supreme Preacher witnessed this scene and could not help but nod secretly: "Yes, with the talent of immortality, it is not impossible for him to become a king in the future.
It has been a long time since anyone could match the Imperial Clan in the initial stages."
Several Half-Step Supremes also showed up to watch Genjin's efforts to go against the current.
"It has reached its limit. Considering his level of skill, it is truly amazing that he has reached this point."
"Eh? He actually intends to continue moving forward. The power of the magic torrent should not be underestimated. We must keep an eye on Genjin at all times to prevent him from encountering a disaster and dying here."
Several Half-Step Supremes looked serious, paying close attention to the current situation.
"Crack!"
The mana shield reached its limit and broke with a bang, and a large number of spells rushed over.
Genjin had a blank expression on his face, without a trace of fear, and endured the impact with his body.
"Boom!"
Magical spells exploded on his body like raindrops, with terrifying power, but they did not seriously injure him immediately.
There is no way. This body is too extraordinary and even the torrent of magic can do nothing about it.
Under the astonished gazes of the onlookers, Gengjin, with his flesh and blood body, walked forward more than ten feet against the torrent of magic.
"What an amazing body!"
On the Taoist platform, the Supreme was greatly shocked, and his expression fluctuated so drastically for the first time.
In the torrent, Hengjin felt a stinging pain in his skin, as if countless enemies were constantly using their ancestral techniques to attack him.
"That's the feeling." He muttered to himself and continued forward.
The closer he is to danger, the more active his flesh and blood particles become, and the more potential is released.
When the power of the magic torrent made him feel unbearable, his skin and flesh were suddenly torn apart, and he was covered in blood in an instant.
This further stimulated the potential in him.
"boom!"
With a muffled sound, Gengjin broke through to the middle stage of the Boiling Blood Realm, and there was a substantial growth in all aspects.
He pondered it carefully, but in the end he was still not satisfied and had to keep moving forward.
……
Half an hour later, he had truly reached his limit. His body was severely injured and he lay prone on the ground with countless broken bones and blood gushing out.
He had a premonition that if he crawled half a step forward he would be reduced to ashes, and there would be no accidents.
Genjin was filled with horror and stopped moving forward. Before this, he had been on the brink of death many times and successfully triggered several "last moments of life".
Just as the Supreme said, doing so was extremely helpful in stimulating the potential in his body, and he made great progress in a short period of time.