Chapter 743: Supernatural Ability Character (I)
Martial cultivators train the heart. They read thousands of books and walked thousands of kilometers, cultivating a heart of great depth. In the modern age, there were few who focused on the heart among martial masters or supernaturals. The conclusion to be drawn was that they read too few books.
Perhaps when all martial techniques and supernatural abilities were words would people understand that a lack of literacy would mean that one would never reach the peak, regardless of supernatural or martial dao.
Mind intent, blood qi, and fire energy surged into the character. Panther had transformed to a golden color—a sign of activating its bloodline. It furiously swallowed energy that flowed in from all sides, not letting a single drop of Li Hao’s energy to seep out or a single drop of outside energy to disturb his cultivation. With the dog present, it prevented a lot of trouble for Li Hao.
A character gradually took form; Li Hao watched it silently. It didn’t seem to be a tiger character—it was a fire character. Indeed, a fire character slowly solidified. The power of the flames! However, it was dim and inert, appearing to be dead.
Bathed in flames, the ferocious tiger howled and padded out of Li Hao’s heart.
“ROAR!” The tiger howl could no longer be silenced! It roared with a resolute determination and knew that it would not return after setting foot out of the heart. Either it became part of the character and was its soul, or it dissipated upon the four winds and was no longer the aura of the ferocious tiger.
This was Li Hao’s intent as well. It was best if he succeeded. If not, the tiger aura of his five auras would completely melt away to nothing. The young man closed his eyes, suddenly pausing with indecision and hesitation.
That was only natural, given the enormity of what he faced.
He opened his eyes with newfound determination. Why was there a need to be sad when he’d reached this step? I have an daunted tiger in my heart, but right now it dwells inside a cage. A caged tiger aura is not what I seek. If my wish does not lie here, then what good is there in keeping the tiger where it is?
“Go on, then!” Li Hao didn’t know if he was speaking to the tiger or to himself. Go on! Although it might be a bottomless abyss in front of us, let’s go down together since we’ve reached this step!
The tiger padded forward without a look back. He headed toward the hovering character in the void. The character trembled, like it was about to break. Li Hao didn’t say much and directed the shattering lock from his heart to the character. A vast sum of fire energy started flowing into the character.
The word had replaced the supernatural lock and the aura was melded within!
This gesture didn’t seem that useful apart from turning the supernatural lock into a written character, but in actuality, it contained blood qi, mental strength, and life force. It fully combined the mysterious power of the supernatural lock with the rest of the body.
If this succeeded, he would be able to utilize the power within the lock anytime he wished! The two could not be mentioned in the same breath. The ancients did not have supernatural locks, just those of the three cavities. It also looked that modern humans may not need their supernatural locks. They just needed a medium of some sort to hold the excess energy.
Whether it was characters or supernatural locks, it was enough to have such an effect.
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Skystar City.
Countless people looked to the north when they heard a tiger roar. Various powerhouses frowned. What manner of foolhardiness was Li Hao getting up to now?
Was this a gain or a loss?
It was difficult for the powerhouses to determine as well, but they knew that if they didn’t stop him now, there might not be Demon Sword Li Hao in the future!
“Then we shall acquiesce to the eldest prince’s wishes and adjourn to the Nine Dragons Pavilion!” someone laughed. The potential brawl was defused by the prince’s words.
Very well then! Li Hao was permitted to ascend. There was no hope of him returning as a martial master once he did so. As good as supernaturals were, there were ultimately limits to this path. Li Hao had taken the most critical step of breaking the most important factor of martial masters—the aura. Silencing his aura would mean that the advantages he operated with from the beginning would soon dwindle to nothing.
The group laughed and chatted merrily. While they still paid attention to the disturbance coming from the north, they slowly settled down into ease. It was just an Arcanus commanding three elements! Not to mention, the kid might not succeed. And what did it matter even if he did?
The powerhouses calmed down and flew toward the Nine Dragons Pavilion. Hou Xiaochen was extraordinarily calm and stood in the air, looking at the north. He didn’t exhibit the same despair and dejection that he had that day, just some regret.
There was no return from this! Are you certain of your path, Li Hao? You will be very strong in the short run, but after that? What other locks can you break after breaking the ones of your organs and head? You relinquished your most important aura and chose stronger power...
Hou Xiaochen closed his eyes, now knowing if he was happy or sad. He represented the limits of martial masters, so there was no other option available to Li Hao. If he wanted to grow stronger and dominate the lands, this seemed... to be the only possible avenue at the moment.
Isn’t it all because that we are too weak? We are ultimately unable to break the limits of martial dao. If we are able to easily kill Arcanus as well, why would there be a need to do so?
Complicated emotions flashed across Yao Si’s face as well. He looked to the north, then at Hou Xiaochen. “Being supernatural is equally good,” he said slowly. “Dao Sword is a supernatural too...”
Hou Xiaochen opened his eyes and looked calmly at the Night Watcher director. “There is no wrong power, just a wrong heart! I am not morose because of his decision, I just don’t find it worth the sacrifice!”
“Not worth the sacrifice?”
“Is it worth the sacrifice?” Hou Xiaochen was very calm. “Is it? What do we gain for it? So what if we suppress the nine ministries or royal family? He was a carefree individual who only needed to focus on revenge and hunting down Ying Hongyue. Why did he need to offend so many powerhouses to the point where he had to cross over as an Arcanus and proceed in the direct opposite direction of martial dao?
“Is this his duty?” Hou Xiaochen demanded coldly. “I regret my actions!”
He regretted pulling the young man into the Night Watchers and wanting him to shoulder some of the responsibilities. Why did the younger generation need to shoulder what the older generation could not achieve? It wasn’t like there was no one left in the Silver Moon martial world! There were plenty who could break their locks, but why had only Li Hao, Hong Yitang, and a few others chosen to do so?
Hou Xiaochen stared at those from the nine ministries in the distance and suddenly sneered. “I’ll chop a few heads off if they dare show their faces around here today. I’ll let them know the meaning of pain!”
He didn’t keep his voice down—it traveled to the front. Someone turned back for a look, to which Hou Xiaochen snapped, “Just try taking another look!”
The listener shook. What did Hou Xiaochen mean by that?