Then the Inner Qi ascended past the ’Bai Hui Acupoint’ at the top of the head, diverged along five paths upwards, convening at the ’Danzhong acupoint’ where the meridians of the entire body meet, then splitting into primary and secondary streams before merging back at the Dantian, entering the gateways and returning to the origin.
With such circulation for one cycle, the body felt as if filled with sweet dew, the Inner Strength within the Dantian swirling like fragrant smoke, leisurely and unrestrained, known as ’Mist Purple Qi’.
When this ’Mist Purple Qi’ has been cultivated to a suitable level, it can nourish the limbs and skeleton, and also resolve and resist various Alien Species True Power.
The Winged Tiger struck Yan Chuan’s back with a palm, the palm concealing six changes, making the Inner Strength unpredictable, the palm power extremely venomous. The first strike made Yan Chuan’s Five Internal Organs and Six Hollow Organs tremble, yet his feet stood firm as roots, and the ’Nine Yang Divine Skill’ continued to operate, so Yan Chuan did not take a single step backward.
Yan Chuan’s ’Nine Yang Divine Skill’ was only at the Sixth Realm, the final few critical passes yet untraversed, at this 800-point level it was insufficient for attacking enemies but more than enough for defense. Enduring Winged Tiger’s palm, not only was the opponent’s Fist Power rebounded back, but it also provoked Yan Chuan’s Nine Yang Inner Power, strength augmenting strength, power enhancing power, startling the Winged Tiger considerably.
To alleviate the force, another palm immediately landed on Yan Chuan’s back.
In front, You Huafeng struck and shattered the ’Shaoze Sword’, both palms hitting Yan Chuan’s chest through the air, but Yan Chuan’s Nine Yang Inner Power had long been triggered by the Winged Tiger’s palm, exactly mitigating these two strikes of palm power through the air.
On the left and right sides.
The Cloud Dragon’s brush descended.
The Sky-diving Eagle pointed a finger.
Yan Chuan endured an encirclement from the four 800-point martial masters—
"Vajra Six Yang Hands!"
"Golden Light Cloud Brush!"
Yan Chuan stood in the center, feeling as if his entire body were being hammered by thousands and thousands of pounds, pain everywhere, sinew and bone, and organs shattering. Inside his body, all kinds of powers clashed, all his Qi-Blood were in turmoil, experiencing heavy strikes and massive pressure, from Inner Strength and Inner Energy to Sinew, Bone, Skin, and Membrane.
Yet he circulated the Nine Yang Inner Power with a breath, Inner Strength rebounding, forcing the Winged Tiger and the other three to be unable to retract palms and moves, having no choice but to contend with him through Inner Strength.
The four surrounded him.
Powers assaulted him.
Yan Chuan was in unbearable pain, holding on with just his last breath, loudly chanting the "Nine Yang Scripture" in his heart—
"Qi is like a wheel; it must accompany the entire body. If it doesn’t follow, the body becomes scattered and chaotic, whose trouble lies in waist and legs."
"First, use the mind to command the body, follow others not oneself. Later, the body can follow the mind, from oneself to others. From oneself, it stagnates; following others, it is lively. If one can follow others, one will have control at the fingertips, weighing the opponent’s strength’s size, accurately without error; assessing the length of their attack, with no deviation even by a hair. Advancing and retreating, everywhere is perfectly matched, the more work endured, the more precise the art."
"They do not move, I do not move; they move slightly, I move already. The force seems broad yet not loose, almost expanding yet not expanded, force broken but intent unbroken."
Yan Chuan’s heart flickered with the essence of the "Nine Yang Divine Skill."
The four great masters’ Inner Strength was overwhelming, an ordinary person would have long been torn to shreds, but Yan Chuan, fortunately, employed the "Nine Yang Divine Skill," simultaneously utilizing the four’s vast Inner Power to massage and press hundreds of acupoints throughout his body, his True Qi within and without in upheaval, simultaneously impacting dozens of mysterious points on his body, feeling that within the meridians of his entire body, it was as if mercury flowed everywhere, heavy yet vast.
But Yan Chuan had just entered the Postnatal Peak, ultimately unable to compare with the Winged Tiger and the others who had long reached the Peak of five items with majestic Inner Power.
Support lasted but a moment.
The next instant— ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝙣𝙚𝙩
Four kinds of Inner Power crashed into his body, Yan Chuan’s Inner Power defenses fell, from all meridians to the four limbs and skeleton could no longer withstand, erupting in an instant.
Shattered into pieces!