Cultivating with Top Enlightenment Chapter 1119 - 489: Inventing a Daoist Skill

Ning Qi’s heart sank.

At the same time, he focused on the array on the Martial Arts Arena.

He attempted to harmonize his spirit with the Daoist rhythm of the water ripple pattern.

Just like a water droplet merging into a stream, intertwining with each other.

"Three Thousand Waters, go with the flow..."

Ning Qi murmured softly.

No longer resisting the pressure of the array, he actively followed the spatial pressure.

Flowing like water, it floods through his limbs and bones.

This process was painful, as if the pressure reached every cell of his body.

Pressure heavy as a thousand pounds crushed and shattered every inch of his cells.

However, he gritted his teeth and persisted through it.

At this moment, his entire body was bathed in blood, even his skin began to peel layer by layer.

"Cough."

He coughed violently.

Blood mixed with bits of flesh spewed forth.

"Hmph, I won’t lose."

Ning Qi bit his teeth and continued to let the pressure flood his body.

Thus, the time passed by minute by minute.

After more than two hours.

Something miraculous occurred.

When Ning Qi’s spirit fused with the water ripple’s pattern, the previous thousand-pound force suddenly became gentle.

It no longer tormented his body.

Instead, it rhythmically massaged his flesh and bones.

Just like molding a clay figurine.

"Hm?"

Ning Qi first gasped lightly, then murmured: "The pressure of this array has such a miraculous use!"

He could clearly feel his flesh being kneaded repeatedly.

As if undergoing the cleansing of bone and marrow.

His previously agonizing body began to reinvigorate.

The potential hidden within him seemed to awaken.

His meridians as well began to go through this, compressed to the extreme.

First crushed inch by inch, then smoothly fused again.

That intense pain made Ning Qi grit his teeth and endure with difficulty.

His sweat and blood merged as one.

And some sticky impurities were kneaded out from within his body.

These began to congeal on his skin, but when another flow of blood poured out, it washed away.

For a moment, the place where he sat on the Martial Arts Arena was covered with viscous blood and grime.

"It’s now!"

Ning Qi shouted loudly.

He abruptly activated "Three Thousand Waters."

Guided his compressed blood and energy to assault his battered meridians and flesh.

"Boom!"

Under the counterattack of blood energy.

His whole body suddenly swelled.

Then relaxed instantly.

At this moment, his flesh became fuller, and the meridians expanded.

Several times over.

Now his meridians and flesh were filled with elasticity.

This process brought him an unprecedented sense of ease.

"Phew!"

Ning Qi sighed deeply.

"Buzz!"

But this sensation only lasted a moment.

The array’s spatial pressure swept over again.

A new round of compression began.

"Continue!"

"Come on."

Ning Qi did not fear.

Having experienced it once, why not endure it again?

And so, it went back and forth.

Press, relax.

Press again, relax again.

Cycled repeatedly.

Each cycle was a kind of rebirth for him.

Ning Qi’s meridians began to enjoy this process.

He could clearly feel that his physique had strengthened.

Even his spirit had grown stronger.

His perception sea and dantian were also reshaped.

The Immortal Demon Power within also began to be tempered.

Time passed silently.

After a while, he completed a great cycle of energy rotation.

Ning Qi opened his eyes.

A flash of brilliance appeared in his eyes, like stars.

He examined his body.

"This!"

Ning Qi was astonished.

He found that after restoration, the size of his meridians appeared unchanged.

But their flexibility and strength were worlds apart.

Every meridian was more resilient.

With slight force, his blood energy surged like a runaway horse.

While using the Immortal Demon Power, his meridians and dantian expanded instantly.

Even the cells within his body began to be infused by this power.

The powerful force was amplified through each cell, and this was just the beginning.

He could clearly perceive that his blood at this moment, each drop seemed to have autonomous consciousness.

They contained the Daoist rhythm of "Three Thousand Waters."

There was a refraction effect among them.

Similarly, a wave of the hand, if spurred by Three Thousand Waters, the power could continually be refracted and enhanced.

The power burst forth was several times, or even tens of times greater than before.

"Every drop of blood refracts each other! Mutually operates and enhances!"

Ning Qi exclaimed, muttering: "In this way, wouldn’t my power be infinitely magnified?"

He tightly clenched his right fist.

The energy within boiled completely.

The latent power erupted fiercely.

Every drop refracted Daoist rhythm, mutually enhancing.

"Then let’s test it."

Ning Qi punched towards the ground not far away.

"Bang."

"Crack..."

The sound of chaos stone shattering was heard.

Ning Qi retracted his fist, overjoyed.

A fist seal appeared on the Martial Arts Arena.

The indestructible chaos stone sank five or six inches deep.

Chaos stone is the hardest stone in the world.

And now, relying on physical strength alone, he produced a sunken fist seal.

"This power..."

Ning Qi looked at his iron fist and laughed loudly: "A single great cycle actually increased so much!"

"What will it be in the future?"

After contemplating, Ning Qi activated the cultivation technique again.

This time he did not employ Three Thousand Waters.

Instead, he used a regular punch, striking onto the Martial Arts Arena.

"Bang."

With this punch, the Martial Arts Arena only emitted a muffled sound.

Upon inspection, the Martial Arts Arena remained intact.