Chapter 095: Fourth Heaven of the Martial Path

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

The surging sea of thunder trembled for a moment, then transformed into countless bolts of thunderfire, surging through Yang Tian's body.

The thunderfire blazed brilliantly, continuously tempering Yang Tian's flesh. It was as if Yang Tian was reborn through fire; every inch of his flesh was being forged, and the energy from the sea of thunder poured into his body.

His bones were crystalline, his blood and qi translucent. Clusters of thunderfire possessed infinite power, as if reshaping Yang Tian's body. His bones were changing, gradually penetrating into the marrow.

Yang Tian sat cross-legged amidst the thunderfire. The horrific wounds on his body scabbed over at an astonishing speed. His withered origin surged with boundless vitality, growing like a snowball, rolling larger and larger.

The people around him showed shock on their faces. The heavenly tribulation had been refined and was now transforming Yang Tian's body—an astonishing omen.

"Yang Tian is undergoing rebirth? How is this possible?" Gu Mo stood up instantly, roaring in disbelief. At the same time, a fervent, fanatical gleam appeared in his eyes, as if he were looking at a national treasure.

"Rebirth? How could that be?" someone nearly mad retorted.

"Rebirth is the fourth realm—impossible!" some refused to believe, jumping out to argue.

"What do you know? He's using the energy of the heavenly tribulation to complete a minor rebirth." Refuted, Gu Mo grew furious and blurted out the words he had hidden in his heart.

"A technique? What technique is this?" Countless people were stirred. Greed, endless greed, swirled in their hearts. The technique was too monstrous. With it, one would surely shake the Eastern Continent. Every youth dreamed of being a hero; they were on the verge of succumbing.

At that moment, Yang Tian's mind was filled with that noble will. He felt no pain from the rebirth; his mind was completely immersed in that will.

Within Yang Tian's blood and qi, strands of thunderfire poured in. The energy contained in his blood and qi grew increasingly astonishing. In every translucent drop of blood and qi, traces of lightning danced within.

Above the river of blood and qi, a startling spark of fire was born. Within it, thunder flashed and purple flames flickered. As thunderfire continued to pour in, that spark of fire grew stronger.

As the heavenly tribulation faded, the surrounding ancient qi became very scarce. Many began attempting to break through their cultivation.

Night fell, and the sky was filled with sparkling stars. The time for the Martial Arts Mountain to close was not far off. Many watched Yang Tian's rebirth; the oppressive aura radiating from him was extremely powerful, and his vitality was overwhelming.

His body was like jade, his bones shone, and the river of blood and qi was translucent. The extraordinary phenomena within were astonishing. Every inch of Yang Tian's flesh was sublimating; he was transforming.

The energy accumulated inside Yang Tian could be described as vast. After a day of refinement, the thunderfire's effect was no longer significant. It all poured into that cluster of flames, which had grown to the size of a thumb.

After another two hours, Yang Tian gradually came back from that state of enlightenment. When his divine light fully blazed forth...

Suddenly, Yang Tian's body moved. He leaped up, and all the silver light retracted into his body. The abrupt change startled those around him.

Rumble! The river of blood and qi surged out violently, drumming loudly, wind howling, lightning flashing. The phenomena were now astonishing. Inside the river of blood and qi, lightning surged, and the power of the energy increased severalfold.

"Is Yang Tian about to condense another phenomenon?" Seeing the lightning in the river of blood and qi, many exclaimed. He had actually refined the heavenly tribulation into his blood and qi.

"Probably so." Many agreed. Too many things had happened today, but Yang Tian had resolved them all.

The river of blood and qi floated above his head, constantly shaking the void. The entire river rocked heaven and earth. The sea of thunder within it converged into a single mass, like a heavenly thunderbolt, startling everyone around.

Bang! Suddenly, the contained heavenly tribulation burst forth. A fierce, terrifying aura roared out. Every arc of lightning shattered the vacuum, gradually condensing into a silver fist. An overwhelming momentum surged forth.

"Has Yang Tian comprehended a martial technique?" Seeing the silver fist spinning in the air, many showed surprise. Those who could comprehend martial techniques were undoubtedly powerful experts.

Within the silver fist, the contained energy had already surpassed that of the Sun. But if Yang Tian fully unleashed the Sun, the silver fist still could not match its power.

"It seems I'll need to absorb the energy of the heavenly tribulation in the future." Observing the flickering fist in the air for a while, Yang Tian pondered. The river of blood and qi could now contain the heavenly tribulation, and this martial technique also required absorbing enough tribulation energy to unleash its power.

"Since it requires the heavenly tribulation to be activated, I'll call this fist technique 'Heavenly Tribulation'!"

In heaven and earth, there is no energy that contains thunder. That is, if Yang Tian wanted to use this fist technique, he would need to absorb the heavenly tribulation. But special methods were not excluded; there were many treasures in the world that could store energy, such as Xing Hao's purple-gold gourd.

"Disperse!" With a soft shout, the energy in the silver fist completely dissipated, turning into specks of silver light, all absorbed back into Yang Tian's body.

After doing all this, Yang Tian sat cross-legged and sank his mind into his body. When he sensed the energy scattered inside, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth. The energy contained here was enough to open several acupoints.

"Is this... a spark?" Seeing a thumb-sized purple flame, a smile spread across Yang Tian's face. The spark had just begun to grow; its intensity could not yet be determined, but the power of the thunderfire within it had increased significantly.

"What was that will just now?" Yang Tian suddenly recalled that noble, world-dominating will. His mind sank into his body, and he saw a faint trace of blood flowing in his veins.

"So this is the bloodline of our Yang family!" Clenching his fist, pride surged in Yang Tian's heart. From the momentum just now, the Yang family's bloodline was extremely powerful, certainly not inferior to the ancient aristocratic families.

Yang Tian sank his mind into the purple blood and tried to mobilize it, but found that the purple blood was completely beyond his control.

"Yang family, I will unravel the mystery sooner or later." After a moment of silence, Yang Tian exhaled a breath. The purple blood could not be directed, clearly because his cultivation was insufficient.

Physically, the blood and qi avatar appeared beside the acupoints. Lightning often flashed over its entire body, containing vast energy within.

"Open!" With a loud shout, the blood and qi avatar activated the nameless fist technique, madly striking at the acupoints. The contained energy surged forth, and the avatar repeatedly shook the acupoints.

All one hundred and eight acupoints trembled. As the avatar's fist momentum accelerated, one acupoint was completely torn open. But the fist momentum did not stop; it frantically shook the power of the acupoints.

Third, open!

Fourth, open!

Fifth, open!

Sensing Yang Tian's aura climbing step by step, many eyes shifted. Yang Tian's blood and qi surged like a jet, skyrocketing wildly.

"Yang Tian is breaking through realms—he's already at the Second Heaven of the Martial Path!" someone exclaimed. The speed of this breakthrough was too fast.

The energy contained in his body was astonishing. The blood and qi avatar's fist momentum grew even more formidable, repeatedly shaking the acupoints. By now, it had fully opened fifteen golden acupoints!

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

"Third Heaven of the Martial Path!" Some people were already going crazy. Breaking through two realms in a row, and still not stopping, climbing steadily.

"Haha, Yang Tian is now reaping the rewards of his accumulated efforts, breaking through several realms in succession." Qing Yuan and the others laughed heartily.

Fortieth, open!

Forty-third, open!

The blood and qi avatar madly threw punches. A feeling of exhilaration continuously struck his mind. The fist technique was improving, but the energy contained in his body was now very scarce.

"Forty-eighth, open!" Yang Tian roared. The blood and qi avatar was somewhat tired. Yang Tian directly ate a handful of ancient elixirs. When the last barrier disappeared, everything fell into place, and his cultivation broke through to the Fourth Heaven.

"Three realms in a row!" Some people were already insane. Relying solely on sitting and absorbing energy, breaking through three realms would take nearly a year. Yang Tian had broken through three realms in just half an hour.