101: Chapter 101 The Third Level of the Barbarian God, Dragon Roar Shakes the Heavens

[Rumble—]

[A dull thunderous sound echoed from within Tang Xun's body.]

[That was the invisible millstone formed by his Cultivation Technique, ruthlessly grinding down the rampaging Nascent Soul energy.]

[Whether you are the Evil Qi of a demonic Cultivator or the arrogance of a Nascent Soul, once you enter this body, you are just Materials.]

["Sizzle—"]

[Countless fine golden electric arcs erupted from Tang Xun's pores without warning.]

[These electric arcs were not ordinary lightning, but the manifestation of his Qi and blood power reaching its extreme.]

[Like living serpents, they danced crazily around Tang Xun, piercing the surrounding rotten air with every flicker, emitting ear-piercing cracks.]

[Tang Xun could no longer feel pain at this moment.]

[Because his pain receptors had been completely numbed by this violent power.]

[Replacing it was an unprecedented sense of fullness.]

[His Physical Body was undergoing a violent demolition and reconstruction starting from the microscopic level.]

[Muscle fibers were torn apart, then instantly repaired by the golden energy, becoming tougher and denser.]

[His bones trembled, expelling grayish-white Impurities, gradually taking on a metallic, pale golden hue.]

[Even his blood became viscous and heavy, flowing with the texture of mercury pouring onto the ground.]

["Still not enough..."]

[Tang Xun kept his eyes tightly closed, the vertical mark between his brows opened to the limit, greedily devouring the last trace of Nascent Soul essence.]

[He could sense an invisible chasm existing within his body.]

[That was the boundary between a Mortal and the extraordinary.]

[It was the insurmountable gap between Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment, or even between Foundation Establishment and Core Formation.]

[But today, in the face of this absolute power, whatever chasm or gap there is must be filled by me!]

["Savage God... Rise!"]

[Tang Xun opened his eyes abruptly.]

[His eyes, originally clearly defined in black and white, were now occupied by pure golden light, majestic and cold, like a god high in the clouds looking down upon the Mortal world.]

[He did not use any spiritual power, yet his body defied the rules of gravity, slowly floating upward.]

[The surrounding swamp mud seemed to be repelled by some kind of force field, crazily receding from him as the center, forming a dry clearing ten zhang in diameter.]

[Following that, a bizarre scene occurred.]

[Starting from his ankles, intricate and ancient golden patterns began to emerge on his skin.]

[These patterns were not static tattoos, but like living things, crawling and spreading upwards along his lower legs, thighs, waist, and abdomen.]

[That was the Dragon pattern.]

[It was also the totem of the Savage God clan.]

[The formation of each pattern was accompanied by a surge in Tang Xun's aura.]

[When those golden patterns covered his chest and finally converged at his throat.]

[Crack!]

[A crisp, extremely sharp shattering sound came from within his body.]

[That Bottleneck hindering the evolution of his Physical Body had shattered.]

[Boom—!]

[An aura that was wild, ancient, and extremely domineering exploded from Tang Xun as the center.]

[This aura did not belong to any kind of spiritual power in the current cultivation world.]

[It was pure power.]

[It was absolute violence capable of shattering the vacuum and breaking the rules.]

[Savage God Dragon Transformation Art Third Layer, complete!]

[Tang Xun slowly landed.]

[The moment his soles touched the ground, there was no sound, but the black mud beneath his feet instantly turned into powder.]

[He looked down at his hands.]

[His skin was fair and delicate, appearing even more frail than before, completely devoid of the ferocious appearance from just a moment ago.]

[The Dragon patterns covering his body had also hidden beneath his skin; usually they remained unseen, but once erupted, they were like a thunderbolt.]

["Is this... the power of the Third Layer?"]

[Tang Xun clenched his fist.]

[The air in his palm was instantly squeezed and exploded, emitting a short "pop" sound.]

[This feeling was very strange.]

[Before, he needed to mobilize spiritual power, form hand seals, and chant incantations to cast a Spell.]

[But now, he felt that even a casual wave of his hand could unleash destructive power comparable to a Spell.]

[His body was the strongest Magic Treasure.]

["Let's test the quality."]

[Tang Xun's lips curled up slightly, revealing a set of stark white teeth.]

[He didn't strike any fancy poses, just simply threw a punch toward the empty swamp in front of him.]

[This punch was plain and unremarkable.]

[There was no flickering spiritual light, no swirling runes.]

[But the moment the fist was thrown.]

[The surrounding air seemed to be instantly drained.]

[Tang Xun's arm muscles completed the transition from relaxation to tension in an instant, and thousands of jin of immense force exploded at that point.]

[Bang—!]

[A sonic boom so dull it made one's heart stop sounded out.]

[Where the fist passed, the air in front was forcefully struck into a visible white channel of air waves.]

[This air wave was like an invisible angry Dragon, roaring and rushing out a hundred zhang away.]

[The withered ghost trees and rotten mud along the way were left with nothing but dust in the face of this pure shockwave, directly ground into nothingness.]

[But this was not the end.]

[Just the moment the sonic boom fell.]

[Roar—!!!]

[A high-pitched, resonant, and infinitely majestic Dragon roar exploded out of thin air!]

[This sound did not come from Tang Xun's throat, but from his vibrating bones, from his Qi and blood surging like a river, and from his indomitable Fist Intent!]

[The Dragon roar shook the heavens!]

[The sound waves rolled, spreading outward like tangible ripples.]

[The entire swamp boiled at this moment.]

[Those tiny remnant souls that had been hiding deep in the mud and hadn't been harvested by Tang Xun yet couldn't even scream under this Dragon roar; they were directly shattered into the most primitive particles.]

[Within a radius of a thousand zhang, everything was silent.]

[Only the unceasing echo of the Dragon roar declared the hegemony here.]

["Tsk."]

[Tang Xun retracted his fist, blew on the non-existent dust, and a satisfied look appeared on his face.]

["With this punch, an ordinary Early-Stage Core Formation Cultivator probably wouldn't even have the chance to cry before being beaten into a meat patty, right?"]

[According to the records of the Savage God Dragon Transformation Art, the Third Layer corresponds to the Core Formation Stage of Cultivators.]

[But Tang Xun knew very well that this was only a correspondence in terms of Realm.]

[If they really fought, that kind of squishy Core Formation Cultivator who only knew how to hide in the distance and cast Spells would be like a father beating his son if he got close to them.]

[One punch per kid.]

["Nascent Soul True Lord, truly a great supplement."]

[Tang Xun patted his stomach, looking as if he hadn't had enough.]

[This feeling of not needing hard cultivation, but just "eating people" to become stronger, was simply too addictive.]

[However, Tang Xun was not worried that he would lose control.]

[Because he knew that these powers were just tools.]

[He was the one playing the game, not the one being played by the game.]

[As that huge Nascent Soul light orb was devoured completely, this swamp, which had been shrouded in gray fog all year round, also began to change.]

[The originally turbid and unbearable swamp actually slowly became clear; although it was still desolate, at least it no longer had that nauseating stench of rot.]

["That's it, cleared the stage?"]

[Tang Xun looked around, feeling slightly regretful.]

[The portion size at this buffet restaurant was still a bit small; he hadn't eaten his fill yet.]

[Just then.]

[The gray fog in front completely dispersed.]

[A low sound of mechanism friction rang out.]

[At the end of the swamp that was originally a patch of mud, a path slowly emerged.]

[That was not an ordinary stone slab path.]

[But a white bone road paved entirely with eerie white bones.]

[Each bone was crystal clear, emitting a jade-like luster; obviously, they were not ordinary people in their lifetime.]

[The white bone path wound forward, extending into the deep darkness at the end of his vision, exuding an indescribable eeriness and strangeness.]

[If it were anyone else, seeing this scene would probably have scared them until their legs went soft, or they would have carefully considered whether to continue moving forward.]

[But Tang Xun just raised an eyebrow.]

[In his eyes, this was by no means a terrifying white bone road.]

[This was clearly a broad, smooth road paved with "experience packs" and "top-tier equipment".]

["Since the door is already open, there is no reason not to enter."]

[Tang Xun stepped onto the white bone road.]

[The feel under his feet was not bad, quite solid.]

["Fellow Daoists of the next level, are you ready?"]

["Tang is here to collect rent."]