Chapter 095: Fourth Heaven of Martial Arts

  Within Yang Tian's body, the sea of lightning trembled violently, as if fearing the purple blood. That faint trace of purple blood seemed to urge it on.

  After a moment of intense trembling, the surging sea of lightning transformed into countless bolts of thunderfire, surging within Yang Tian's body.

  The thunderfire was dazzling, continuously tempering Yang Tian's flesh. It was as if Yang Tian was being reborn in the flames, every inch of his flesh being forged. The energy from the sea of lightning poured into his body.

  His bones became crystalline, his blood and qi translucent. The thunderfire possessed immense power, as if it were reconstructing Yang Tian's body. Even his bones were changing, gradually penetrating into the marrow.

  Sitting cross-legged within the thunderfire, the horrific wounds on Yang Tian's body rapidly scabbed over. This was an astonishing rate of recovery. His dwindling life essence surged with infinite vitality, growing like a snowball.

  The onlookers were shocked. The heavenly tribulation had been refined and was now transforming Yang Tian's body. This was an extraordinary sign.

  "Yang Tian is undergoing rebirth! How is this possible?" Gu Mo stood up abruptly, unable to contain his astonishment. At the same time, an intense fervor gleamed in his eyes, as if he were gazing upon a national treasure.

  "Rebirth? How is that possible?" someone retorted, nearly driven mad by disbelief.

  "Rebirth is the fourth realm. This can't be!" Others jumped in to refute.

  "You fools! He's using the energy of the heavenly tribulation to undergo a minor rebirth!" Gu Mo snapped, his hidden thoughts spilling out in anger.

  "What kind of technique is this?" The crowd erupted in excitement. Greed, endless greed, swirled in their hearts. The technique was too monstrous. With such a technique, one could dominate the Eastern Continent. Every young man dreamed of being a hero, and they were on the verge of losing themselves to this desire.

  At this moment, Yang Tian's mind was immersed in that noble will. He felt no pain from the rebirth, his consciousness entirely absorbed in that profound sensation.

  Within his blood and qi, threads of thunderfire surged, making the energy contained within even more astonishing. Every drop of crystalline blood and qi now contained flickers of lightning.

  Above the river of blood and qi, a remarkable flame was born, with thunder flashing within and purple fire flickering. As the thunderfire continued to pour in, this flame grew stronger.

  As the heavenly tribulation faded, the ancient energy in the surroundings became scarce. Many began attempting to break through their own cultivation levels.

  Night fell, and the starry sky glittered. The closure of Martial Mountain was imminent. Many watched Yang Tian's rebirth, the oppressive aura he emitted incredibly powerful, his life force overwhelming.

  His flesh was like jade, his bones radiant, the river of blood and qi crystalline. The phenomena contained within were world-shaking. Every inch of Yang Tian's flesh was undergoing sublimation; he was transforming.

  Within his body, the accumulated energy could only be described as vast. After a day of transformation, the thunderfire's effect had diminished, and it now poured into the flame, which had grown to the size of a thumb.

  After two more hours, Yang Tian gradually returned to awareness. When his divine light fully brightened, his body suddenly moved. He leapt up, all the silver light retracting into his body. The sudden change startled those around him.

  Boom! The river of blood and qi surged out, the sound deafening, the wind howling, and lightning flashing. The phenomena were now astonishing. Within the river of blood and qi, thunder surged, and the energy's intensity had multiplied several times over.

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  "Is Yang Tian about to condense another phenomenon?" someone exclaimed upon seeing the lightning within the river of blood and qi. He had actually refined the heavenly tribulation into his blood and qi.

  "That seems likely," many agreed. Today had been filled with extraordinary events, but Yang Tian had overcome them all.

  The river of blood and qi floated above his head, shaking the void. The entire river seemed to sway heaven and earth, the thunder within converging into a single bolt of heavenly lightning, leaving the onlookers aghast.

  Bang! Suddenly, the contained tribulation surged out, a terrifying aura roaring forth. Every arc of lightning shattered the vacuum, gradually solidifying into a silver fist, its majestic power surging alongside it.

  "Has Yang Tian comprehended a martial skill?" Seeing the silver fist rotating in the air, many were shocked. Those who could comprehend martial skills were undoubtedly powerful figures.

  The energy contained within the silver fist had surpassed that of the blazing sun. However, if Yang Tian were to fully unleash the blazing sun, the silver fist still couldn't match its power.

  "It seems I'll need to absorb the energy of the heavenly tribulation in the future," Yang Tian mused after observing the flickering fist for a while. The river of blood and qi could now contain the tribulation, and this martial skill required sufficient tribulation energy to unleash its full power.

  "Since it requires the tribulation to activate, I'll call this fist technique 'Heavenly Tribulation Fist'!"

  The heavens and earth did not naturally contain the energy of thunder. This meant that if Yang Tian wanted to use this fist technique, he would need to absorb the heavenly tribulation. However, there were exceptions. The world held many treasures capable of storing energy, such as Xing Hao's purple-gold gourd.

  "Disperse!" Yang Tian commanded softly. The energy within the silver fist dissipated, turning into specks of silver light, all of which were absorbed back into his body.

  After completing this, Yang Tian sat cross-legged, his mind sinking into his body. When he sensed the energy scattered within, he couldn't help but twitch his lips. The energy contained within was enough to open several of his acupoints.

  "What's this? A seed of fire?" Seeing a thumb-sized purple flame, a smile spread across Yang Tian's face. The seed was just beginning to grow, and its strength couldn't yet be determined, but the thunderfire within had increased its power significantly.

  "What was that will just now?" Yang Tian suddenly recalled that noble, domineering will. His mind sank into his body, and when he saw the faint trace of purple blood flowing within his veins, he understood.

  "This is the bloodline of the Yang family!" Clenching his fist, Yang Tian felt a surge of pride. From the aura just now, the Yang family's bloodline was incredibly powerful, certainly not inferior to the ancient aristocratic families.

  Yang Tian's mind delved into the purple blood, attempting to control it, but he found that the purple blood did not respond to his commands.

  "Yang family, I will uncover your secrets eventually," Yang Tian muttered after a moment of contemplation. The purple blood's unresponsiveness was clearly due to his insufficient cultivation.

  On his physical body, a miniature figure of blood and qi appeared beside an acupoint. The figure frequently flickered with lightning, containing vast energy.

  "Open!" Yang Tian shouted. The blood and qi figure executed the nameless fist technique, furiously striking at the acupoint. The energy within surged out, and the figure repeatedly shook the acupoint.

  All 108 acupoints were vibrating. As the figure's punches grew faster, one acupoint was completely torn open. But the momentum didn't stop; it continued to violently shake the acupoint's energy.

  The third, open!

  The fourth, open!

  The fifth, open!

  Noticing Yang Tian's aura rising steadily, many turned their attention to him. His blood and qi surged like a skyrocketing plane.

  "Yang Tian is breaking through! He's already at the second heaven of martial arts!" someone exclaimed. The speed of his breakthrough was astonishing.

  The energy within his body was immense. The blood and qi figure's punches grew more powerful, continuously shaking the acupoints. By now, fifteen golden acupoints had been fully opened!

  The energy within the river of blood and qi churned violently. As the river expanded, the phenomena it emitted grew stronger. This was a terrifying rate of improvement.

  "Third heaven of martial arts!" Some were going crazy. Breaking through two heavens in one go, and he still hadn't stopped. He was climbing higher and higher.

  "Haha, Yang Tian has been accumulating strength for this moment. He's going to break through several realms in one go!" Qing Yuan and the others laughed heartily.

  The fortieth, open!

  The forty-third, open!

  The blood and qi figure furiously punched, a sense of exhilaration continuously assaulting Yang Tian's mind. The fist technique was improving, but the energy within his body was growing scarce.

  "The forty-eighth, open!" Yang Tian roared. The blood and qi figure was growing weary. Yang Tian swallowed a handful of ancient elixirs. When the last barrier disappeared, it was as natural as water flowing downhill. His cultivation broke through to the fourth heaven.

  "Three heavens in a row!" Some were going mad. Just by meditating and absorbing energy, breaking through three heavens would normally take nearly a year. Yang Tian had done it in half an hour.