Chapter 43: Dragon Battle Decisive Technique

"This leyline... can a martial artist communicate with it?"

Chu Fengmian couldn't help but speak up.

The mysteries of heaven and earth were profound; there had never been any rumor of a martial artist being able to achieve such a feat.

Even his master, the Lord of the Sword Path, seemed never to have accomplished this—he hadn't even dared to imagine it.

"Ordinary martial artists naturally cannot, but that doesn't mean *you* cannot!"

Hearing Chu Fengmian's inquiry, Xing Xuan spoke sharply.

"Now that you have opened your Divine Veins! Do you feel as though the spiritual energy within your body is inexhaustible?"

"This is actually a symbol of communicating with the leyline! Opening the spiritual veins is, in truth, communicating with the leylines of the Nine Realms! Only by opening all the spiritual veins can they transform into Divine Veins. Once that happens, you will be able to communicate with the leylines of the Nine Realms and seize spiritual energy from them!"

Xing Xuan continued.

"Otherwise, why do you think the spiritual energy of the Divine Veins is infinite? No matter how abundant spiritual energy is, it will eventually be depleted. But if you can communicate with the leyline, it is equivalent to replenishing your spiritual energy every single moment. Only then is it truly endless!"

"So that's how it is!"

After hearing Xing Xuan's words, Chu Fengmian's mind suddenly cleared.

Indeed, he had just been wondering: no matter how many spiritual veins Chu Fengmian opened, there had to be an upper limit, and the spiritual energy within them should not be infinite.

When using spiritual energy, one could still perceive its consumption; it couldn't truly be without cost.

It seemed that the spiritual energy Chu Fengmian consumed was being fully restored by the Divine Veins communicating with the leyline.

"You are quite lucky, kid. Not only did you practice the techniques of the Huangxuan Sect, but you also obtained that Primordial Yellow Ancient Pill, allowing you to condense Divine Veins in one fell swoop!"

Xing Xuan looked at Chu Fengmian, his tone carrying a hint of lamentation.

"The Huangxuan Sect's techniques? The Primordial Yellow Ancient Pill?"

Listening to Xing Xuan, countless doubts flooded Chu Fengmian's mind. These unfamiliar terms were things even his past self had never heard of.

"The technique I was practicing was clearly the Bone-Breaking Rebirth Art."

"The technique you were practicing is actually the introductory manual of the Huangxuan Sect! And that pill just now was the Primordial Yellow Ancient Pill!"

Xing Xuan looked at Chu Fengmian and couldn't help but sigh.

"Over countless eons, the Huangxuan Sect has actually been forgotten. It seems its former glory has long since faded from memory."

"Kid, since you have already mastered the Divine Veins, there is no need to continue practicing that Bone-Breaking Rebirth Art! This manual seems perfectly suited to your body."

As Xing Xuan spoke, a string of text suddenly appeared in Chu Fengmian's mind.

These characters gradually coalesced into the form of an ancient book.

"Dragon War Manual?"

Three large, bold characters sat atop the cover, radiating an aura of boundless battle intent.

As Chu Fengmian began to flip through it, his eyes widened significantly.

"What! Every realm of this Dragon War Manual is actually defined by the power of an Ancient War Dragon!"

Ancient War Dragons were heaven-defying divine beasts and undisputed super overlords of their time. Many of the current dragon races were descendants of those Ancient War Dragons; though their bloodlines were impure, they were still earth-shaking powerhouses.

Yet, in this Dragon War Manual, the Ancient War Dragons were treated as mere units of combat.

For instance, the first realm of the Dragon War Manual—if practiced to its limit—actually granted power comparable to a true Ancient War Dragon!

And then there were the second and third realms.

However, the subsequent content did not reveal itself.

"With your current strength, the first realm is already enough for you to practice," Xing Xuan said calmly, noticing Chu Fengmian's disappointed expression.

"Being able to master the first realm of the Dragon War Manual is enough to establish a foothold in this continent!"

"Mhm."

Chu Fengmian nodded.

While the power of an Ancient War Dragon was not enough to stand at the peak of the Nine Realms, within the Martial Victory Kingdom, one would be virtually peerless, and even across the entire Nine Realms, one would be considered a powerhouse.

Furthermore, this was only the first realm of the Dragon War Manual. The second and third realms would likely be even more terrifying.

"By practicing this Dragon War Manual, I will surely be able to charge into the Seven Great Sects in the future and avenge my master!"

A look of determination appeared in Chu Fengmian's eyes. This manual gave him much more hope.

"Let me see exactly how this Dragon War Manual is practiced."

In his mind, Chu Fengmian flipped through the manual, reading it carefully.

"This Dragon War Manual... can only be practiced by martial artists who possess Divine Veins!"

Chu Fengmian was shocked to see the very first requirement.

To practice the first step of the Dragon War Manual, one had to be a Divine Vein martial artist.

It was no wonder such a world-shaking technique was unknown in the Nine Realms. Divine Vein martial artists were legendary figures; at the very least, Chu Fengmian knew of no second Divine Vein martial artist.

This was essentially an unpracticable technique; the first requirement alone was enough to make almost everyone retreat.

"To possess the power of an Ancient War Dragon within a human body! Without Divine Veins to communicate with the leyline, how could it ever be achieved!"

Xing Xuan spoke coldly from the side.

The human body was many times more fragile than an Ancient War Dragon. Only with Divine Veins could one incessantly draw spiritual energy from the leyline to practice this manual.

Otherwise, if an ordinary martial artist—even one who had opened forty-eight spiritual veins—tried, they would be instantly drained dry.

"The first step of the Dragon War Manual is to condense Dragon Blood. With my current state, I fear that even at full strength, I can only condense the first drop of Dragon Blood."

Chu Fengmian spoke as he read.

Even though he had opened his Divine Veins, his strength was still too weak. His cultivation level remained at the eighth level of the Bone Tempering Realm; it had not ascended because of the Divine Veins.

The spiritual energy he had intended to use for his breakthrough had almost all been sucked dry by the Divine Veins, which was why he had only managed to open them through such a narrow margin.

Chu Fengmian sat on the ground, closed his eyes, and began to meditate, activating the Dragon War Manual.

Within Chu Fengmian's body, a phantom of an Ancient War Dragon slowly emerged. On this dragon's body, there were a total of 129,600 tiny particles; each particle was equivalent to one drop of Dragon Blood.

This number represented the count of a single cycle. The moment all 129,600 drops of Dragon Blood were condensed, a war dragon would effectively awaken within Chu Fengmian's body.

"Condense!"

*Boom!*

A dragon's roar actually erupted from Chu Fengmian's body, causing the surroundings to fall into an extreme silence.

Within Chu Fengmian's body, a single drop of his blood quietly transformed, turning a brilliant golden yellow.

The appearance of this golden drop made Chu Fengmian feel as though his entire being was imbued with an inexhaustible power.