Chapter 1049: Chapter 669: True Form Revealed, Bodhidharma’s Enlightenment, and the Terrifying Senior Brother Ding Guang!

The gurgling sound of water flowed, accompanied by the creaking of bones and muscles.

At the bottom of the pool.

Meng Chuan closed his eyes, trying his best to imagine the true essence contained within the cultivation technique.

Unable to adopt the perspective of the Xuanwu, he imagined himself as that Baxia locked at the bottom of the sea...

In his mind, a crimson hue appeared on the horizon, an indescribable great terror was about to descend.

His forehead seemed to be smeared with lard, sweating profusely like rain...

The pressure grew heavier, transmitted from his muscles to his entire body, like the dark currents of the deep sea.

The mud and sand rolled, making the water surface even more eerie.

Whoa—

He withdrew his hands and feet from the bottom of the pool, slowly floating on the water.

His mind suddenly soared, directing all the weight of the pool water onto his back. The sound of a fierce toilet flush echoed as the vortex extended downward, deep and vast.

This was the pressure Meng Chuan imposed on himself, his entire body began to turn red, seeping with fine blood beads.

Given his physical endurance, such a pressure demonstrated its tremendous magnitude...

In the distance, Jue Ming and his junior brother unconsciously stood up, feeling an inexplicable palpitating sensation.

They stared intently at the disturbed water, even their heartbeats were affected, suppressed to an extremely low level.

Jue Ming’s figure appeared slightly disheveled, but his expression remained calm.

After all, it was him; he was already accustomed to such sights...

Only his junior brother had a look of astonishment, and his years of Meditation Skill seemed to vanish entirely, leaving him restless and agitated.

It was like a small knife lightly cutting the buttocks...

Opening of the eyes!

Suddenly.

Meng Chuan opened his eyes, took a step forward, and stood squarely at the center of the vortex,

while exhaling great mist from his mouth to relieve the pressure, his form was as stable as the mountain in the pool.

The swirling water vortex was more terrifying than the roaring waves.

Its core power originated from the pressure difference in the fluid, maintaining a rotational stance due to inertia, with extremely destructive force.

Thousands of tons of water converged into a vortex, capable of shattering reefs or even ships with ease.

He was enduring it with his pure flesh and skin, without applying any Hard Skill Treasure Light or similar abilities—truly inhuman!

Slowly feeling the pressure of the vortex against his body, until a certain moment, a sharp light burst from Meng Chuan’s eyes.

"Rise!"

Meng Chuan uttered softly, twisting his wrist, and lifting out his hands!

A Xuanwu phantom manifested unknowingly and stood tall with him, roaring towards the sky!

In an instant, the air within a hundred feet radius almost stagnated. With his lifting posture, it seemed as though a storm was nearly overturned.

"Ahhhh!"

Jue Ming and the junior brother gritted their teeth tightly, their thick eyebrows tousled by the wind. One hugged a bodhi tree, while the other clung tightly to a wild boar, lest they should be swept into the sky.

The riotous airflow pressed down the water vortex.

Not suppression, but storing power!

The next second, the vortex formed by thousands of tons rose abruptly, spreading mightily in all directions!

Boom!

Whoa—

The pool with a six-foot diameter was emptied, the bottom exposed, and the surrounding stone walls were wet, with only a few water traces left, leaving an empty hollow and a dull echo...

Witnessing this scene, Jue Ming’s junior brother felt as if he was in the deep sea.

Fighting against the waves, and there stood that terrifying buzz-cut man more fearsome than a shark...

"Hiss..."

Inhaling sharply, a bold thought faintly arose in his mind.

Could the Dragon Elephant Master... truly triumph over this man?

This is not the power of a Martial Arts Master.

The vortex formed by thousands of tons of water would have long torn ordinary people to shreds; even a Martial Arts Grandmaster with a Gang Transformation body wouldn’t last a few breaths!

The monks below the monastery all talked about this matter, sooner or later, the two of them would face each other in the martial field.

At this sight, his heart wavered instantly...

"Senior Brother Jue Ming was right, Donor Meng indeed possesses transcendent powers, unparalleled might; his combat strength has long reached an unimaginable state, no longer measurable by realms..."

Beside him, Jue Ming was speechless, watching it all.

He admitted, when boasting about Donor Meng with his junior brother before, there was some exaggeration.

But at this moment, the pressure and aura Meng Chuan emanated were no less than his master’s while practicing the Eight Vajra Skills!

You should know, his master is a famous Shaolin Grandmaster!

"Whew..."

Meng Chuan exhaled heavily, his body, flushed and seeping with blood, gradually became smooth like light yellow warm jade under controlled restraint.

His muscles relaxed slightly and trembled, reflecting an extremely hard pebbled finish in the night.

Introspection of oneself, examining the panel:

[Xuanwu True Body Refinement: Initiated (99%) → Proficient (2%)]

Under the mastery of understanding, Meng Chuan’s expression was exceedingly satisfied.

The hardships were worthwhile, even a small breakthrough in boundary gave him immense resilience and abundant rewards.

This method had truly reached the entry hall today, the Xuanwu body was initially formed!

A thought stirred, flexible and smooth black light circled behind him, gathering as a Xuanwu phantom to protect his body.

Upon reaching proficiency, he could already independently summon the Xuanwu phantom to guard his body, like an additional layer of Hard Skill Treasure Light.

As proficiency accumulated and increased, body defense improved, while the Xuanwu phantom would grow increasingly solid.

Ultimately seeking to achieve a "Xuanwu True Body," a formidably unmatched physique.

Not only that.

This Hard Skill, like the Weituo Mountain Carrying Skill, impacted his momentum.

Though the latter only displayed its wonders at perfection, this method was indeed a pinnacle True Skill, and upon mere mastery, Meng Chuan perceived changes in his Martial Arts Momentum.

With a slight stimulation, his momentum became vast and boundless like the sea, infused with an intense sense of oppression, making the domineering stance even more surging.

The Martial Arts true essence contained was akin to facing a splendid and magnificent momentum, for demons and minor evildoers.