Chapter 242
Xiao Chen was not in a hurry. He chose to travel during the day and cultivate the Power of Desolates at night in an attempt to break through to the Blood Bear realm. As long as he broke through to the Blood Bear realm, Xiao Chen would become a passable expert. He would then be able to improve his cultivation by leaps and bounds, rapidly approaching the Purple Elephant realm.
At this moment, Xiao Chen was sitting cross-legged on a stone slab, cultivating the Power of Desolates and attempting to break through to the Blood Bear realm.
Actually, Xiao Chen’s nine meridians and Dantian were already filled with extremely pure Power of Desolates. There was no point in cultivating the Power of Desolates. Every time he cultivated, he could only raise the purity of the Power of Desolates a little.
What Xiao Chen needed to do now was to turn the Power of Desolates from a gaseous state to a liquid state in his Dantian, allowing the Dantian to store even more Power of Desolates. Once the Power of Desolates could be liquefied, it would be much easier to transform the Power of Desolates into a beam. This was because the Desolates beam was a transformation of the Power of Desolates after it was liquefied. It was like a gas and liquid at the same time. It even gave off a feeling of being solid. It was very mysterious.
With his mind in his Dantian, he began to circulate the Power of Desolates!
At this moment, a large amount of purplish-black Power of Desolates in Xiao Chen’s meridians followed the route of the Tyrant Universe Technique. It circulated crazily in his nine meridians and Dantian. It was like a river roaring in nine large rivers before flowing into the Dantian, which was a sea. From the Dantian, it was injected into the nine meridians. It circulated endlessly and was full of vitality.
During cultivation, the Heaven and Earth energy from the outside world would be sensed by the Desolation Technique. It would enter the warrior’s body through the pores of the warrior’s mouth and nose. It would pass through the skin, muscles, blood, etc. After filtering out impurities, it would enter the numerous small meridians. From the small meridians, it would enter the nine meridians. Then, the Heaven and Earth energy would fuse with the Power of Desolates, gradually being absorbed by the Power of Desolates. Finally, it would be divided into more Power of Desolates.
Other than absorbing the Heaven and Earth energy from the outside world, another important way to replenish energy was to consume elixirs. The best effect was naturally the Desolation Yuan Pill. The less effective ones were the elixirs refined by low-level alchemists.
Xiao Chen had a few fifth-grade Desolation Yuan Pills, but he had already consumed three. If he consumed them again, the effects would be minimal. It could only be used to replenish the Power of Desolates during a prolonged battle. It would be a waste during normal times. It was better to leave it for his brothers or friends to use.
“Boom!”
Xiao Chen, who was trying to break through, suddenly heard a slight explosion from his Dantian. Xiao Chen, who was sitting upright, slightly shook his body, and then immediately returned to his original state. However, his forehead quietly oozed fine beads of sweat. Obviously, breaking through to the next realm was quite difficult, and also had a certain degree of danger.
Just now, Xiao Chen had attempted to use his Soul Power to control the Power of Desolates in his Dantian to compress and liquefy it. However, the usually obedient Power of Desolates had suddenly become like a bunch of mischievous children. It did not listen to Xiao Chen’s commands and became violent. It did not comply with Xiao Chen’s wishes.
At this moment, the Power of Desolates in Xiao Chen’s Dantian was like a large group of frightened fish and prawns. They were jumping around and rampaging around in a mess. The explosion from before was caused by the violent Power of Desolates.
Thinking about it, how could the Power of Desolates, which was usually free, be compressed into another state?
Although the Power of Desolates did not have a life or consciousness, its natural properties would naturally repel and be compressed.
“Again!”
Xiao Chen shouted in his heart and once again began the process of compressing the Power of Desolates. He had a stubborn character and did not easily admit defeat. Naturally, he would not give up easily. Just like when he fought his enemies, he would become stronger when he met the weak. He would become stronger when he met the strong. The more he fought, the braver he became.
Once again, he condensed his powerful Soul Power and controlled a small amount of Power of Desolates to compress. Just now, Xiao Chen was a little too anxious and controlled too much Power of Desolates. As a result, he failed. The violent Power of Desolates nearly caused him to suffer internal injuries. This time, Xiao Chen decided to control an extremely small amount of Power of Desolates and slowly compress it.
Failure!
In just a few seconds, Xiao Chen had failed. Thankfully, he did not control too much Power of Desolates this time. It only caused a slight chaos in his Dantian, but it quickly returned to normal.
Continue!
Failure again!
Continue!
Still failure …
Xiao Chen did not believe it as he tried again and again, but he failed again and again. Soon, four hours had passed. He did not know how many times he had tried, but he did not succeed once. Instead, he was sweating profusely. Steam was coming out of his head, making him look strange.
“Is it so difficult to break through?
How can I successfully compress the Power of Desolates? ”
Xiao Chen temporarily stopped compressing the Power of Desolates. As he sorted out the violent Power of Desolates, he calmed his mind and pondered.
At this moment, Xiao Chen was still in a meditative state. He would not give up just like that. He did not have much time left. A sixth of the year had passed, but he was still at the peak of the third stage of the White Tiger realm. This was not a good sign. If his cultivation level was still stuck at the White Tiger realm after a year, then it would really be — f * cking hell!
Bottleneck!
What was a bottleneck?
Xiao Chen’s understanding of bottlenecks was actually very vague. Perhaps no warrior in this world could say what a warrior’s bottleneck was. They only knew that bottlenecks prevented them from advancing to a higher realm. Furthermore, it seemed that every warrior’s bottleneck was different. It was not completely the same. If it was completely the same, then they could be taught verbally and by example. Naturally, breaking through would be much easier.
This was how Xiao Chen understood bottlenecks. He felt that bottlenecks were a kind of comprehension towards a breakthrough in cultivation. Only by comprehending this comprehension would one be able to break through the bottleneck. Without the bottleneck, breaking through to the next realm would naturally be a matter of course.
He had been stuck at the peak of the third stage of the White Tiger realm for almost three months. Three months ago, Xiao Chen had gone through a series of battles and was on the brink of death. He had a deep understanding of battle and life. In the following three months, Xiao Chen had been rushing on the road and undergoing assassin training. Although it was fulfilling, he did not encounter any decent opponents. Other than the Qian family’s patriarch, Qian Yiwan, he could be considered a strong opponent.
“The Power of Desolates are all strands by strands. How can I make them gather together quietly …” Xiao Chen closed his eyes and looked at the countless Power of Desolates swimming around in his Dantian like small fish. He thought of a feasible method. Unknowingly, another four hours had passed while he was pondering.
There was no time limit to cultivation. A warrior’s lifespan, especially a high level warrior’s lifespan, was much longer than a mortal’s. However, they spent too much time cultivating, spending almost half of their lifespan.
If their cultivation was successful, they could extend their lifespan and enter the world of high level warriors. Their lifespan would also be extended. Legend had it that when a warrior cultivated to the extreme, they could cultivate an immortal body and maintain eternal youth. They could live as long as the stars in the sky, becoming an eternal legend.
However, legends were just legends. For thousands of years on the Wilderness God Continent, there had never been any records of a martial artist cultivating to the pinnacle. When a martial artist cultivated to the pinnacle, they would naturally become a legendary god, an omnipotent god.
The legendary god could fly in the sky and move mountains and seas with a snap of his fingers. That was a small matter. Sinking the earth, piercing the sky, and falling stars were what they often did.
It was unknown if the legendary god existed. Even if it did, it was not just Xiao Chen’s business. Xiao Chen was just a small White Tiger realm warrior. He had to put in so much effort to break through to the Blood Bear realm. It was a waste of energy to talk about something so far away.
He was now thinking hard about a way to break through to the next realm.
Furthermore —
Perseverance!