NIP Chapter 258 Reaching the Grandmaster Level
Chapter 258 Reaching the Grandmaster Level
The blade cut into the volcanic rock as easily as cutting tofu. The hard basalt was shaved off in chunks by the blade, and the fragments were silently piled up in the passage behind him by his spiritual power.
He dug down nearly 300 meters when the blade suddenly sliced through a layer of rock. A rush of moist air hit him; he had reached the underground river.
This is a natural cave, about thirty meters high, with an underground river flowing through the center of the cave, the water of which is crystal clear.
The cave ceiling was covered with stalactites, and water droplets dripped slowly from the tips of the stones, making a regular pattering sound in the silence.
The air carried a faint mineral scent and the coolness of water, and the concentration of psionic energy was even higher than on the ground.
Song Chen found a flat rock by the river, sat down cross-legged, and placed the Tianjun Blade horizontally on his lap.
Then he opened the system shop and started exchanging for Heavenly Fate Blood Pills.
His current Qi and Blood value is exactly 100,000, which means he has already crossed the threshold of the sixth rank, but he still needs to accumulate more before reaching the peak of the sixth rank.
He glanced at the 130 million figure on the system panel; that should be enough.
Two hundred Heavenly Fate Qi and Blood Pills were redeemed from the system shop and piled up in front of me into a small, dark red mountain.
Each one is about the size of a thumb, with pale golden patterns flowing across its surface. The elixir is so rich that it is almost tangible. The entire hill emits a soft, dark red glow in the darkness, casting a pale red hue on the stalactites in the cave.
Song Chen grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth. The pills melted instantly upon entering his mouth, and a surge of scorching spiritual energy rushed from his throat straight to his dantian.
first day.
The only sounds in the cave were the chewing of pills and breathing.
Two hundred Heavenly Fate Qi and Blood Pills were swallowed one after another. With each pill swallowed, the Qi and Blood value jumped up by a small increment under the precise statistics of the system.
Dark red elixir energy emanated from every pore of his body, forming an increasingly thick layer of red mist around him.
His heart was beating faster than usual, each contraction like an engine being constantly accelerated, pumping the new life force to his limbs and bones.
Sixty thousand... seventy thousand... eighty thousand...
The next day, the pile of pills had mostly disappeared.
Song Chen didn't stop, and didn't even change her posture.
His consciousness was immersed in the surging torrent of qi and blood within his body, feeling his meridians being constantly stretched and repaired, each cycle wider than the last.
His bones were making a series of soft cracking sounds as psionic energy was altering his skeletal structure at the molecular level, making them more resilient and able to withstand the terrifying loads of high-level combat.
On the evening of the third day, he swallowed the last Heavenly Fate Qi and Blood Pill.
Dark red elixir energy exploded within his body, surging along his meridians to his dantian, and then coalescing into an unprecedented torrent of blood and qi that rushed toward his heart.
The numbers representing Qi and Blood were jumping wildly on the system panel: 95,000, 96,000, 97,000, 98,000, 99,900...
Then the numbers stopped.
Song Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and the golden-purple light of the Eye of Truth burst forth in the cave.
He looked down at his hands, where a thin layer of blood mist had seeped from his skin. This was the result of ruptured capillaries caused by excessive internal pressure after his blood and qi levels were pushed to the limit.
He could sense that he was only one step away from the sixth rank, but that step was blocked by an invisible wall.
This is the bottleneck; the body's own limits have been reached.
It's like a container that's already full of water; if you pour any more in, it will overflow unless the container itself gets bigger.
He exchanged for another fifty Heavenly Fate Qi and Blood Pills.
The 25 million kill points, originally intended as emergency reserves, have now all been poured into the game.
He stuffed handfuls of pills into his mouth, the energy surging wildly within his body, crashing against that invisible wall, bouncing back, crashing against it again, and bouncing back again.
Each impact sent his body trembling violently, his internal organs aching, and his bones making a creaking sound.
The wall has cracked, but it's not wide enough.
On the fifth day, the elixir energy had become so concentrated that it liquefied, forming a dark red vortex within his body that repeatedly impacted the crack.
The crack is widening, but there is still no sign of it being breached.
His body had reached its limit of stress, and his meridians had been stretched to the brink.
He put the last handful of pills into his mouth and closed his eyes.
The cracks are widening; it's not enough.
Early morning of the sixth day.
Song Chen suddenly stopped swallowing the pills.
He opened his eyes, and the golden-purple light in his pupils had reached an unprecedented level.
The Eye of Insight operates on its own in an unconscious state, projecting the complete flow of his spiritual energy before his eyes.
He saw the bottleneck: between his heart and dantian, there was a fine spiritual energy barrier, the final threshold between the fifth and sixth ranks.
He stopped using his internal energy to break through; instead, he concentrated all his blood and spiritual power into a single point and then forcefully pushed it into the deepest part of the threshold.
The life crystal core in his heart, the translucent crystal that had been embedded in his heart since the first day he became a martial artist, shattered with a crisp sound under the impact of this force.
Countless tiny specks flowed through the blood to every part of the body, merging into every bone, every muscle fiber, and every cell.
The bottleneck vanished in an instant. The number in the Qi and Blood value column jumped from 99,999 to 100,000.
A surge of immense power, far exceeding Song Chen's expectations, erupted from his heart.
The underground river was shaken upstream by the aftershocks of this force, and the stalactites on the top of the cave broke off and crashed into the river, splashing water several meters high.
The entire volcanic island trembled, and all the birds on the island were startled and took flight, circling in the night sky, too afraid to land back in the trees.
The dark red aura emanating from his body flowed back into his body in an instant, causing the temperature in the cave to rise sharply, and even tiny steam rose from the rocks by the river.
He slowly stood up, stretched his shoulders, his joints making a crisp cracking sound, followed by the subtle sounds of his muscles tightening and relaxing.
I looked down at my hand. When I clenched my fist, the air between my fingers was compressed and made a faint popping sound.
This is not an outward projection of power; it is purely a physical effect on the surrounding environment caused by the increase in physical strength.
He casually threw a punch, the force of which struck the cave wall, creating a dent five meters in diameter, and rubble cascaded into the river.
Powerful, incredibly powerful.
This feeling was completely different from when he broke through to the fifth rank.
The fifth stage represents a quantitative change; with more Qi and blood, the speed increases.
The sixth level is a qualitative change, elevating the entire level of life.
He now has no doubt that if Jing Yi appeared in front of him now, without nuclear weapons or any maneuvering, he would be confident that he could slice that giant whale with 480,000 health points into sashimi within a hundred cuts.