Chapter 311: The Secret Art of Dragon Transformation

Yang Tian sat cross-legged in the alchemy furnace, his breath converting to inner respiration, all pores of his body opening wide, fully accepting the impact of the medicinal power. This furnace of great medicine was very precious, gradually flowing into his five viscera and six bowels.

The red alchemy furnace trembled, precious light radiating from the furnace walls, dense divine patterns flashing brightly, scattering wisps of rosy clouds, very splendid, faintly revealing the fragrance of medicine.

Yang Xiao's palm moved slightly, the blue flame of heavenly fire suddenly surged, enveloping the entire furnace. The amplitude of the furnace's vibration increased, the entire furnace wall turning a brilliant red.

Inside Yang Tian's body, dense rosy clouds emerged, flowing through his limbs and bones, burrowing into his flesh. As the surrounding water temperature increased, the speed of refining the medicinal power was very fast.

Yang Tian's flesh gradually turned red, his whole body translucent, sparkling and dazzling. By now he was almost steamed cooked, but he did not resist this eroding force, relaxing all his muscles.

This was also a kind of tempering, a forging of the will, developing the potential of the flesh, only then could one ascend to the supreme realm.

The essence blood of exotic beasts contained terrifying vitality. The medicinal bath technique recorded in ancient formulas was a pill formula specifically created for the human race's flesh, succeeding only after countless experiments.

Yang Tian had been sealed in the furnace for half an hour. His flesh gave birth to golden radiance, emitting a rich fragrance. His physique, after being tempered by the medicinal power, every inch of muscle had transformed, possessing terrifying explosive power.

At this moment, surging blood energy rolled within Yang Tian's body. A phantom appeared around him, but it was unreal, almost invisible. Layers of blood energy pierced through Yang Tian's body, and the phantom gradually solidified.

Yang Tian was executing some secret art. The speed at which he absorbed the medicinal liquid surged, forming a whirlpool in the entire furnace. Gradually, the phantom solidified.

It was a flood dragon, standing tall and proud, swallowing auspicious clouds, both real and illusory, merging with Yang Tian's flesh. He seemed to transform into a flood dragon, the fluctuations he emitted suddenly surging.

The Secret Art of Dragon Transformation! It was a method for refining the physique passed down to him by Yang Xiao, a rare secret art even in ancient times, an unpassed secret of the Yang family. Now, at Yang Tian's realm, he had just stepped into the first threshold.

The Secret Art of Dragon Transformation was only effective for the Transcending Realm; practicing it in other realms yielded poor results. It was divided into three levels: Flood Dragon, True Dragon, and Giant Dragon! Currently, Yang Tian's flesh had only reached the peak of the Flood Dragon level, so Yang Xiao had always judged that Yang Tian's physique was too weak.

To reach the Giant Dragon level required a million jin of force! Achieving this was very difficult, but Yang Tian had the essence blood of a divine beast, plus a minor divine medicine, so there was still some hope of reaching a million jin.

At this moment, Yang Tian opened his eyes, his gaze falling on the surface of the medicinal liquid. There was a small blood-colored dragon, roaring, though very small, it was majestic and extraordinary, its body like blood jade, extremely radiant, and full of ferocity, issuing a warning to Yang Tian.

"This exotic beast is indeed extraordinary." Seeing this, Yang Tian smiled. Then, the flood dragon around him roared, shaking the furnace so that it swayed, the furnace lid almost lifting off.

The flood dragon opened its bloody mouth, and under the terrified gaze of the small blood-colored dragon, swallowed it in one gulp.

Yang Tian fell silent. The small blood-colored dragon rampaged within his flesh. By now, Yang Tian's flesh was already very formidable. His body was like a prison, absorbing the surrounding medicinal liquid.

A vast tearing force surged. The small blood-colored dragon roared, its gaze terrified, but gradually, its flesh was torn apart by this tearing force. A surging vitality, like a tidal wave, swept through Yang Tian's body.

Yang Tian appeared solemn and dignified, his flesh translucent, emitting blood light. His mouth and nose inhaled and exhaled blazing blood energy, refining the essence of the Jade-Horn Blood Dragon into his flesh, nourishing himself.

The flood dragon crouching around him became increasingly radiant, faintly undergoing a change. A fleshy tumor emerged on its forehead—a sign of transformation into a dragon. Yang Tian's foundation was deep and solid, and he had crossed the most difficult threshold.

Yang Tian's face showed neither joy nor sorrow, as he was immersed in a mysterious realm. The human brain is the most mysterious place, also the place with the greatest potential. Even some formidable beings could manifest avatars within their internal organs—terrifyingly so.

This refining speed lasted for an entire hour. The medicinal liquid inside the furnace was nearly dry. Yang Tian's entire body was blood-red, his skin bright red as if stained with blood.

All his bones were ringing, emitting a vast golden radiance that scattered like rain of light, very splendid, giving off divine brilliance.

Rumble! His flesh was like a great drum being struck, emitting terrifying sound waves. His heart sometimes transformed into its true form—a fearsome change, with exceptionally powerful vitality.

Roar! At this moment, the flood dragon around Yang Tian roared to the sky, suddenly bursting open the furnace lid. Terrifying blood energy spewed out, forming a blood-energy flood dragon in the void.

The flood dragon had grown horns, but was still a step away from becoming a true dragon. Yang Tian merged into the flood dragon and sensed an explosive force of extreme terror, capable of tearing apart a powerful exotic beast.

The flood dragon in the void flashed and vanished. Yang Tian's mind merged back into his flesh. After observing for a while, his mind wandered to the side of the Chaotic Divine Statue, his gaze falling on the Great Sun Wheel, and a smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

On the great sun, a bird's nest was perched, now much more solid than before. The three-legged golden crow was majestic and extraordinary, exuding a hint of divine might. This fearsome phenomenon had taken a small step forward.

Just as Yang Tian was observing, he sensed an extremely terrifying fluctuation outside. His mind instantly returned to his body.

Yang Ba's entire body exuded terrifying blood energy, purple clouds surging skyward. His whole form was like a piece of purple jade, towering and unmoving, like a steadfast rock.

At this moment, the dragon-elephant raised its head, its phantom a hundred zhang tall. It let out a terrifying roar, piercing through the surrounding formations. Fearsome blood energy spurted out, piercing heaven and earth.

Within Yang Ba's body, the sound of Zen chanting emerged. The dragon-elephant phantom sometimes exuded fierce aura, sometimes manifested a precious image, with a thousand auspicious rays swirling in the void, dazzling and brilliant.

Yang Ba opened his eyes. His body suddenly lunged forward, merging into the dragon-elephant, possessing astonishing divine power. As his palms struck, the dragon-elephant let out a long cry, and its millstone-sized head was the first to hit the giant rock.

Boom! The entire cave shook. The damaged formation emitted divine light, but it only blocked for a moment before being torn apart by the dragon-elephant around Yang Ba—extremely frightening.

"So this is the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Sutra!" The scene before him struck Yang Tian with great impact. Merging into a phantom and unleashing overwhelming divine power—this was a supreme great art!

At this moment, Yang Tian held his breath and concentrated. A phantom flood dragon appeared on his body, roaring proudly, emitting a terrifying cry.

Yang Tian suddenly opened his eyes. Imitating Yang Ba's movement, he merged into the flood dragon, his body charging forward, both fists striking out!

Roar! The flood dragon roared, emitting astonishing energy fluctuations. Its terrifying large claw swept through the air, striking the rock ahead and instantly tearing it apart.

Yang Tian halted his movement. His somewhat stagnant eyes swept over the shattered boulders in the void, and he couldn't help but click his tongue. This kind of great art was terrifying, and probably no one else had mastered it.

"Merging the body with heaven and earth—is this the Dharma Appearance Heaven and Earth that Uncle Xiao mentioned?" At this moment, Yang Tian's heart could not calm down. This great art surpassed his understanding; he had never encountered it before.

"Yes, this is the method for condensing a Dharma Appearance." At that moment, Yang Xiao walked out, smiling slightly. "I estimate that very few people know this secret art now. In the future, you must be cautious and try not to use it in front of outsiders."

Hearing this, both nodded, recalling the three-headed, six-armed monster. That Dharma Appearance was truly terrifyingly powerful, almost an immortal body, requiring a strong physique and bizarre great arts!

"This kind of Dharma Appearance is extremely difficult to cultivate. You must never give up training the physical body," Yang Xiao said softly. The most powerful combat system of the human race had been forgotten; the physical body is the ultimate strength.