154: Dragon strikes Buddha, enters the Heavenly Book

A teleportation halo flashed, and Qin Jin returned to the rest area.

He slightly closed his eyes, browsing the relevant information in his mind.

[Stars Breathing Method]

After a brief review, Qin Jin opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

This was a very special Breathing Method.

Named after the stars, it was because after successfully mastering this Breathing Method, its specific effects would vary depending on the planetary environment where the cultivation took place.

“This Breathing Method can certainly serve as one of the foundations for my integrated Breathing Method.”

“Its abilities seem extremely unique. I wonder what changes will occur if I operate this Breathing Method in the Great Desolation.”

Thoughts flashed through his mind.

On the various arenas in front, the battles were still ongoing.

Eliminated contestants were directly sent back to their planets by the Dengxing Arena after a round of combat completely ended.

Now, the number of people in the rest area was getting smaller and smaller, with no one communicating. After their battles ended, they would close their eyes to rest and adjust their condition, because the opponents who remained were getting stronger and stronger.

As the arenas dimmed again, the top 32 emerged.

After a short rest, Chasing Stars's announcement sounded, and the contestants ascended the arena again.

The moment he stepped onto the arena, Qin Chi raised his head and looked around.

He still appeared on the highest arena.

But at this moment, on the protective light screen around the arena, runes rose up, like carvings, looking complex and beautiful.

“This highest arena can still change.”

Qin Chi recalled what Xie Wuhai had said when he first saw the Dengxing Arena, that battles between Heaven and Man had taken place here, and he seemed to ponder.

“Perhaps what is presented before us is not the true form of this Dengxing Arena. After all, the participating contestants are only in the Congenital Realm.”

His gaze shifted to the opposite side.

There, a male figure stood.

He was dressed in a Martial Artist uniform, which seemed to perfectly match his temperament. His gaze was now fixed on Qin Jin, with a solemn expression in his eyes.

“Lu Nianqiu of Shou Zhen Dao Field.”

He clasped his hands together and performed a Martial Artist salute: “Please enlighten me.” Qin Chi nodded: “Qin Jin of Wu Yuan.”

“Qin Jin.”

Lu Nianqiu repeated the name, his eyes growing even more solemn as he surveyed the surrounding arenas: “You must have already fought several matches on this highest arena.”

“To be able to firmly suppress others in the Dengxing Arena's evaluation and always remain on the highest arena, a student from Wu Yuan is indeed extraordinary.”

“You are also not simple.”

Qin Jin's voice was calm: “The change in this highest arena should be due to the two opposing sides.”

“Shou Zhen Dao Field was able to secure seventh place in the team competition, so I assume you contributed a lot.”

Amidst their conversation.

The central light screen slowly dissipated.

The moment the light screen dissipated, Lu Nianqiu's eyes suddenly became serious. He stomped his right leg, and his entire body shot out swiftly. The origin power erupting from within him was rather dim in color, with a sense of heaviness, and it charged forward.

Qin Chi struck forward.

The two figures, in an instant, crossed the intervening distance, and in the middle of the arena, their fists clashed, slamming into each other.

Boom!

The explosive sound of colliding forces rang out. The moment Qin Jin's fist struck his opponent, he felt as if he was striking a mountain, as if he had impacted a solid, high wall.

Shaking a person is easy, shaking a mountain is difficult.

Lu Nianqiu's origin power was biased towards the heavy earth element, as solid as a rock.

The moment they clashed, Lu Nianqiu's face visibly flushed.

While feeling as if he was shaking a mountain, Qin Jin's eyes lowered slightly. Within his body, waves surged, and a roaring sound rose as lightning and fire simultaneously swept out.

If there is a mountain in front, then break through the mountain!

His origin power, held back by nothing, burst forth. His fist pressed against the other fist, impacting forward. Lu Nianqiu's face grew even redder, and in the next instant, he suddenly couldn't support himself, his upper body rose, and his entire figure flew backward.

As he flew backward, origin power surged from behind him, impacting the ground, as he tried to maintain his balance.

And on the other side.

Qin Jin had intended to pursue, but the moment he moved, he felt a warning. He stomped his single foot, spun his body, and kicked out behind him.

There.

A figure, whose face and body were identical to Lu Nianqiu, appeared somewhat illusory. It had appeared at some unknown time, its hand like a blade, striking down.

Palm and foot met.

This figure, judging solely from its power output, was only slightly weaker than Lu Nianqiu.

Thoughts raced through Qin Jin's mind.

“A secret technique of Shou Zhen Dao Field?”

“Or is it…”

“A Secret Treasure?”

As thoughts flashed, he exerted force with his foot, and the power of lightning and fire erupted. The opponent was directly kicked, rolling away, their figure becoming even more illusory.

And taking advantage of this opportunity.

Lu Nianqiu's true body pressed forward, while the illusory figure behind him attacked simultaneously.

The two worked together, seemingly with practiced coordination, attacking from both sides at once.

Qin Jin's expression remained unchanged. The moment the two closed in, lightning suddenly erupted from him, rising high, looking like a spewing volcano.

At the same time.

As his main body and clone closed in, a determined look flashed in Lu Nianqiu's eyes, and he whispered.

“Explode!”

Behind Qin Jin.

The approaching illusory figure did not attack; instead, a glow bloomed from its chest, and in the next instant—it exploded with a bang!

The relatively dim origin power erupted with a roar. Under self-detonation, it unleashed even greater power. Thunderous roars were constant, completely enveloping the two figures in the surrounding area.

The moment he uttered “explode,” Lu Nianqiu's own origin power surged, forming layers of barriers around him, enveloping himself.

Lightning discharged, and origin power roared.

The explosion of this illusory figure was astonishingly powerful, comparable to a Martial Artist actively detonating their origin power. When a person harbors destructive intent, the power they can unleash increases significantly.

Various forces intertwined, covering the area.

After approximately ten seconds—

Thud.

Accompanied by a dull sound, Lu Nianqiu slumped onto the arena, his face extremely pale, his gaze fixed on what was in front of him.

In front.

The power of the exploding clone faded. After clearly seeing everything within, Lu Nianqiu's eyes suddenly narrowed.

In his line of sight, lightning and fire intertwined to form a barrier, like a feathered cloak. These two extremely explosive forces did not seem suitable for defense.

Therefore—what they were doing was annihilating all incoming forces.

Offense as defense!

The external explosive force dissipated, and the lightning-fire barrier surrounding Qin Jin opened layer by layer, revealing Qin Jin's figure.

“Even this couldn't defeat you?”

Lu Nianqiu's weak voice sounded, and he shook his head: “I am convinced.”

“Chasing Stars.”

He raised his voice a little and called out: “I concede.”

As his voice fell.

A healing beam of light projected down, alleviating his pale complexion and restoring color. A teleportation halo rose from below.

“Was that… a Secret Treasure just now?”

Qin Jin's voice sounded.

“Yes.”

Enveloped by the teleportation halo, having already used it, Lu Nianqiu did not conceal it. He nodded and said: “That was my Secret Treasure: Gemini.”

“Qin Jin, you've consistently occupied the highest arena, winning battle after battle. I know you're very strong.”

“I didn't expect that even using such a method, I still couldn't do it.”

With his final words, his figure disappeared from the arena.

“In the vast sea of stars, there is nothing that cannot be found.”

“Not to mention, those who can reach the top 32 of the Po Xian Cup are already the elite of the elite.”

“Secret Treasure: Gemini.”

Qin Jin pondered: “That illusory clone, its power seemed not much different from his own. I wonder what method was used to create it. If this Lu Nianqiu can ascend to a high realm of Martial Arts in the future, and his Secret Treasure can still create clones not much weaker than his main body, then the potential of this Secret Treasure is extraordinarily astonishing.”

Thoughts flashed through his mind.

On the light screen around the arena, the runes that had generated before the battle began now projected light, focusing on Qin Jin.

The light condensed, finally forming the shape of an envelope, quietly suspended.

Qin Chi reached out, and upon touching the glowing envelope, it flickered slightly and entered Qin Jin's spiritual world directly.

The envelope emitted a gentle warmth, soothing his spirit, and in his spiritual perception, information entered his mind.

[Invitation to the Corridor of Miracles]

Brief messages flashed by.

This special envelope seemed to be locked, and its contents could only be viewed after a certain period of time.

“Corridor of Miracles.”

Qin Jin silently repeated the name, interest rising in his eyes.

“The rewards from the Dengxing Arena really cover various aspects.”

“I'll ask Mentor Meng Ning later if he knows about this place, and if there's any more detailed information.”

“Corridor Star System, Corridor of Miracles, could there be a connection between them?”

Teleportation light rose, and he returned to the rest area.

Just then.

Not far away, a voice called out.

“Qin Jin.”

Qin Jin looked back and saw that it was Long Ruo'an who was calling him.

This third-year student from Tian Ce Academy was frowning at the moment. As he approached, he sighed: “It's a pity, there's no chance to fight you in the arena anymore.”

Qin Jin's gaze narrowed slightly.

“You've been eliminated?”

“Yes.”

Long Ruo'an nodded: “As expected, everyone in Wu Yuan is a monster.”

Hearing his words, Qin Jin understood something and looked back at a nearby spot.

There, a figure stood alone. Upon sensing Qin Jin's gaze, he smiled kindly and nodded in acknowledgment.

That was—

Shi Luoshu!

“It was him.”

Long Ruo'an also noticed the direction of Qin Jin's gaze: “His strength is very high, and his number of transformations is probably even higher than mine.”

“Moreover, his methods are very special.”

At this point, Long Ruo'an frowned slightly: “The Martial Arts Department of Wu Yuan seems to be cultivating people who are no longer purely Martial Artists.”

Qin Jin's expression was natural.

Although he himself was not a pure Martial Artist, Long Ruo'an was clearly not referring to him.

“Good luck.”

After leaving another sentence, Long Ruo'an turned and left, waiting for this round to end so he could be teleported back to the planet.

Top sixteen.

In this battle, Qin Jin encountered an opponent from Shi Lv Academy.

The opponent was a [pure] Martial Artist.

In terms of Martial Arts, at this age, Qin Chi feared no one. His origin power, after tempering, possessed extraordinary might, and he cleanly and decisively defeated his opponent.

Another round ended.

The top eight emerged.

After a brief rest, the top eight battles began.

Round after round, the pace was extremely tight.

This made him agree with Shi Luoshu's initial guess.

In previous Po Xian Cup individual battles, although the duration was not long, the pace was never this tight.

It seemed as if they wanted to finish as quickly as possible.

However, the participating contestants clearly didn't have such influence to speed up the pace of the event. Thus, only one possibility remained.

The Dengxing Arena itself.

As thoughts surged in his mind, Qin Chi ascended the arena.

His gaze fell upon his opponent, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Across the arena was someone he was all too familiar with.

Bai Huaiyu.

Among the contestants who made it into the top eight of the Po Xian Cup individual battle, he and Bai Huaiyu were the only first-year students remaining.

Now, in the top eight, an internal Wu Yuan battle had occurred.

His gaze focused, and interest rose in Qin Jin's eyes.

Among his peers, the most mysterious in his eyes was none other than Bai Huaiyu. She had always given him a special feeling, and during the internal academy selection, she had effortlessly achieved victory and secured a spot.

In the middle of the arena.

As the two contestants stepped onto the stage, the light screen began to gradually dissolve.

Bai Huaiyu also looked at Qin Jin, and surprise appeared in her beautiful eyes: “How did I run into you?”

“Perfect.”

Qin Jin reached out: “We haven't sparred yet, and this is an excellent venue.”

Hearing this, Bai Huaiyu looked at Qin Jin and shook her head: “There's no need.”

“Qin Jin.”

“I've watched your battles. In terms of Martial Arts, I'm definitely not your opponent.”

Qin Jin keenly caught the key phrase.

“In terms of Martial Arts.”

“So, you're not a pure Martial Artist either?”

Thoughts flashed through his mind.

Qin Jin was about to speak.

Just then, across the arena, Bai Huaiyu directly said: “I concede.”

As her words fell, ripples flowed above the arena, and Chasing Stars's figure appeared, looking at Bai Huaiyu: “Contestant Bai Huaiyu, are you sure you concede?”

“Confirmed.”

Bai Huaiyu's expression was relaxed, and her face showed a carefree attitude, as if she didn't care about anything.

After receiving confirmation, a teleportation halo rose from beneath Bai Huaiyu, and she disappeared from the arena.

At the same time, a glow enveloped Qin Jin, and new rewards were generated afterward.

Qin Jin's figure also left the arena.

He returned to the rest area and looked at Bai Huaiyu: “Why bother? This isn't purely a Martial Artist competition.”

Within the academy, they were good friends, so Qin Jin spoke frankly.

“Anyway, it's an internal academy battle, and I'm indeed not as good as you, so I might as well save some energy.”

“And…”

Meeting Qin Jin's gaze, Bai Huaiyu stopped speaking, and a voice at the spiritual level sounded, audible only to the two of them.

“You seem to have guessed something.”

“However, I'm not very comfortable using powers outside of Martial Arts on such a public arena.”

Thoughts flickered in Qin Jin's eyes.

He looked at Bai Huaiyu, who smiled brightly, indeed appearing to have a hidden secret.

With a shift in thought, Qin Jin also transmitted his voice mentally: “After everything is over, when we return to the academy, will I have a chance to witness it?”

Hearing the question, Bai Huaiyu's expression remained unchanged.

“That would require the academy's permission.”

“I understand.”

The two communicated on a spiritual level.

Qin Jin withdrew his gaze.

“It really is mysterious.”

“It even involves the academy.”

His gaze shifted, and Qin Jin looked at the arenas.

Their battle had ended before it even began, while the other top eight battles were still ongoing.

Qin Jin's gaze focused directly on one of the arenas.

On that arena, it was like an arena within an arena, with a domain-like barrier blocking all sides, obscuring the situation inside, making it impossible to see the specific details of the battle.

That was the arena where Shi Luoshu was located!

Recalling what Chasing Stars had said, Qin Jin fell into thought.

Below.

Inside the spectator hall.

The mentors from the academies looked at the large screen and conversed.

"Wu Yuan's momentum this year is truly strong, taking three spots in the top eight. If it weren't for an internal match, they might have advanced even further."

"I watched that girl's previous battles; she was very clean and decisive. I wonder why she chose to concede directly."

"Mentor Meng Ning."

Someone looked at Wu Yuan's Celestial Mentor: "Have you received any news from Wu Yuan? Since this year's individual competition was decided to be held at the Dengxing Arena, why was it so rushed?"

Mentor Meng Ning sat in his seat, his expression quite relaxed.

Hearing this, he shook his head: "The academy also doesn't know."

"Our Tian Ce Academy also has no accurate news; it's really strange."

"Continue watching the matches; don't delve too deeply."

"That's right, the Dengxing Arena isn't purely a combat venue. Perhaps there's some mission to be executed, which is why it was a bit rushed."

During their conversation, the topic shifted back to information related to the competition.

On the Dengxing Arena.

The top four were decided.

Wu Yuan Academy, Qin Jin.

Wu Yuan Academy, Shi Luoshu.

Nine Chapters Academy, Zhao Fan.

Essence Academy, Liang Xunzheng.

Among them, Wu Yuan claimed two spots. Nine Chapters Academy, which performed poorly in the team competition, had a student perform exceptionally well in the individual competition, making it all the way to the top four.

Essence Academy is also one of the Seven Great Academies, but among them, it is considered the least famous. Students from Essence Academy usually act in a very reserved manner.

At this moment.

With each round of elimination, only four people and Chasing Stars remained on the Dengxing Arena.

There were no live spectators on the Dengxing Arena, making everything exceptionally quiet, lacking a bit of passion, but gaining a sense of purity.

The four stood in their respective rest areas.

Chasing Stars hovered in front, extending a hand to point, and a light screen appeared, with a formatted display above.

? VS ?

? VS ?

Top four matchups.

The next second, matching began.

Names constantly flickered on the light screen.

Inside the planet.

As the drawing of lots began, the observing contestants in the square also instinctively quieted down, awaiting the results.

The matching lasted for more than ten seconds.

Then, it suddenly froze.

[Qin Jin] VS [Zhao Fan]

[Shi Luoshu] VS [Liang Xunzheng]

The results were displayed on the giant screen.

"The Wu Yuan Academy hasn't had another internal match!"

"Not having an internal match isn't necessarily a good thing. Occupying two spots in the top four is good, but if both are eliminated and neither enters the final match, then it becomes laughable."

"Bah, just wait, Qin Jin and Senior Shi will meet in the finals."

"Even if there might have been some luck involved earlier, those who made it to the top four are certainly extraordinary in strength."

On the Dengxing Arena.

With the list out, Qin Jin looked towards his opponent.

Nine Chapters Academy, Zhao Fan.

He was a handsome man with a serene temperament. Sensing Qin Jin's gaze, he looked back and nodded slightly, smiling peacefully, appearing quite amiable.

Among the four, there were three males and one female; Liang Xunzheng from Essence Academy was the female.

Chasing Stars hovered in front, its voice ringing out.

"The top four battles will proceed separately."

"The first battle of the top four, Qin Jin versus Zhao Fan!"

"Please, both parties, ascend the arena."

As the voice fell, in the deep starry sea at the center front.

Aside from the uppermost arena, the other arenas had returned to their original planetary forms. At this moment, their positions shifted, arranged in a staggered order from bottom to top, connected to each other, forming two planetary sky ladders above the planet, extending to the rest areas and reaching Qin Jin and Zhao Fan.

Qin Jin raised an eyebrow slightly and ascended the steps.

Ascending the Dengxing Arena!

This was the Dengxing Arena.

As he ascended the steps, images flashed on the light screens on both sides. These were scenes from the previous individual battles.

Stepping onto the stars, after Qin Jin entered the arena, the gate behind him closed, and a light screen formed, projecting his figure onto it like a giant. Within the light screen, the young man's expression was calm, full of vigor.

At the other end.

Zhao Fan's figure was also projected onto the light screen, his demeanor peaceful, smiling freely.

The central light screen intercepted them.

On the opposite side.

Zhao Fan's gaze focused on Qin Jin, and he suddenly spoke at this moment.

"Qin Jin."

Qin Jin looked at him.

"I've watched your previous battles. You are very strong, extremely strong."

"I can feel that you didn't use your full strength in the previous battles."

His voice was calm and gentle: "Facing an opponent like you, I can only go all out to have a chance of winning."

"Therefore, I will directly use the strongest strike I currently possess."

"If you can withstand it, you win. If you can't, I win."

Qin Jin listened quietly.

After the opponent's last word fell, he extended his hand and calmly said: "Please."

The light screen gradually dissolved.

The moment the light screen completely vanished.

Zhao Fan's eyes became serious, and his primordial power emitted a very special aura, surging from all around him.

Primordial power intertwined, and behind him, a phantom actually formed!

Everything was completed in an instant. The phantom behind him hovered, a head taller than him. Looking at its face, it was identical to Zhao Fan's,

But its image was bald, and its attire was a gray monk's robe!

Gray-robed Monk!

The moment it formed, Zhao Fan raised his palm, and the Gray-robed Monk moved with him. The monk's body produced a Buddha's hand, and as primordial power surged, the raised hand of the Gray-robed Monk rapidly expanded, and transformed from a dim color to a brilliant golden color, like a Vajra raising its palm.

Zhao Fan seemed to have been well-prepared; everything was completed in an instant.

Qin Jin watched this scene from afar.

After Martial Artists experienced the two original realms of Newborn and Intent Condensation and entered the Congenital Realm, their methods undoubtedly became more numerous, no longer as primitive as before.

At the other end.

Zhao Fan held nothing back, power surging into it, his complexion instantly turning a few shades paler. In a flash, the Buddha's hand expanded to the size of several people.

It was at this moment.

Zhao Fan lowered his gaze.

Behind him.

The Gray-robed Monk glared!

In that instant, the Buddha's hand turned, its palm facing downwards, and Sanskrit sounds arose. It was a suppression from the mental level. The Buddha's hand descended from above, directly pressing down towards Qin Jin.

Buddha's hand capturing the enemy.

"Is this your strongest move?"

As he launched the attack, Zhao Fan's face grew paler, appearing as if he was barely able to control it.

The palm descended from the heavens.

Qin Jin's expression became slightly serious. With primordial power activated, he stomped his right leg, his body neither dodging nor evading, and shot up into the sky!

As he rose, power evolved into lightning and fire. Lightning shaped his body, fire transformed his form. Outside his body, lightning and fire constructed a dragon shape, rising from bottom to top, as if leaping over a dragon gate. The dragon whiskers shaped by flames swayed. After the dragon's body formed, dragon might permeated, blocking the Sanskrit sounds.

The Buddha's palm descended.

The Allosaurus ascended.

A moment later.

The dragon and Buddha clashed, seemingly silent for an instant, then accompanied by a thunderous explosion, the shockwaves created by the impact spread outwards, directly hitting the arena's protective light screen, causing ripples.

And within the arena, at the moment of impact, Zhao Fan's hand formed a virtual grip, and the Buddha's palm moved with it, attempting to capture the dragon.

However, after only a slight virtual grip, explosive lightning and fire surged within the Buddha's palm. The next moment, Qin Jin's figure shot up into the sky, passing directly through the center of the palm.

The instant he passed through, the Buddha's palm exploded with a roar, primordial power erupted, and explosion sounds continued.

At the other end of the arena.

As the Buddha's palm was dispelled, the Gray-robed Monk behind Zhao Fan instantly dissipated. His legs went weak, and he immediately lost consciousness, collapsing onto the arena.

The victor was decided!

He hadn't lied; this strike contained all his power and consumed a great deal. After failing, he himself directly fell unconscious.

Healing beams and teleportation halos rose simultaneously.

On the arena, only Qin Jin remained.

As if sensing something, Qin Jin looked up at the opposite side of the arena.

On the light screen behind Zhao Fan, initially, there was only his own figure. Now, behind him, a scene of a great Buddha bowing its head and chanting appeared.

But at this moment, both the great Buddha and Zhao Fan's figure dimmed, losing their color.

Qin Jin was deep in thought.

He looked back at himself.

His own projection had not changed, but now a young dragon had formed, continuously circling and accompanying him.

At the same time, the reward converged into a ball of light and merged into his spiritual world.

Qin Jin sensed it briefly.

This reward could be seen as a [spiritual armor] that could protect the spirit.

However, this reward was currently in an unsealed state. It probably couldn't be used within the Po Xian Cup and would need to wait until the competition ended to be officially activated.

With the reward distributed, a teleportation halo rose beneath him.

Qin Jin returned to the rest area.

One battle ended, and the next followed closely.

Shi Luoshu VS Liang Xunzheng.

The scene of this battle was quite peculiar.

When the battle began, everything was obscured, and the situation on the arena could not be confirmed.

This scene was quite familiar to Qin Jin.

Not long ago, when he watched Shi Luoshu's match, it was the same scenario.

Clearly, that suspected domain ability came from Shi Luoshu.

The battle lasted less than two minutes and ended directly.

The domain dissipated, Shi Luoshu remained in place, and Liang Xunzheng had already been defeated.

The final match was set.

Qin Jin VS Shi Luoshu.

Under Chasing Stars's announcement, the two ascended the arena.

Qin Jin's gaze fell upon the projection behind Shi Luoshu.

Shi Luoshu's back projection was quite special; mist enveloped his body.

On the arena, the two stood at opposite ends.

Shi Luoshu looked at Qin Jin, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration: "To be able to reach the Po Xian Cup finals as a first-year student."

"Qin Jin, you are indeed excellent."

"Next, during your time studying at the academy, our Wu Yuan will surely be able to dominate the other academies in the Corridor Star System."

"No...."

"Even the top academies in other star systems would find it extremely difficult to produce someone who can rival your performance."

Speaking of this, Shi Luoshu's tone shifted: "The champion is already destined to come from our Wu Yuan, so we can let go of all burdens and fight to our heart's content."

"Qin Jin, I am two years older than you, so I have a slight advantage."

"But I will not hold back, and I ask you to give your full effort, to let me see how strong the new pillar of our Wu Yuan truly is."

Hearing this, interest sparked in Qin Jin's eyes.

"I look forward to experiencing Senior's superb skills."

The central light screen completely dissolved.

The Po Xian Cup individual competition finals officially began!

The moment it began, on the opposite side of the arena, Shi Luoshu smiled slightly.

Qin Jin clearly sensed an extremely abundant primordial power, carrying a special aura, spreading to the surroundings.

In an instant, the outside of the arena was obscured, and a sense of suppression came from all around.

A domain.

And it was an extremely special domain.

Qin Jin's gaze shifted upwards.

At this moment, in the sky above, a phantom book hovered, open.

"This is—"

Qin Jin scrutinized everything around him, feeling inexplicably familiar, and spoke: "Using primordial power to activate other types of abilities?"

He was very familiar with this.

Because, by now, he had become accustomed to trying to activate the abilities within the Heavenly Azure Method with primordial power.

On the opposite side, Shi Luoshu, after the domain formed, did not attack. Hearing Qin Jin's words, his eyes lit up: "Good insight."

"Qin Jin, you should also be one of the academy's legacy seeds, right?"

His voice rang out.

Within this domain, the outside world was obscured, and he spoke boldly. Without waiting for Qin Jin to speak, he continued: "I am the same."

"As fellow legacy seeds, there's no need to hide some things from you."

"I once heard your fellow students mention me, saying that I became an S-rank after entering the academy, during the first re-evaluation."

"He was right."

Shi Luoshu's expression was calm, as if he had found someone to share with: "Previously, I barely managed to get into Wu Yuan. However, during my first academy mission, I gained a great opportunity."

"In that mission, I not only broke through to the Congenital Realm but also awakened an extremely special hidden treasure."

He pointed his hand towards the book in the sky, which hovered above like a celestial book.

"So."

Qin Jin's voice sounded, thoughtfully: "This kind of method, is it from outside the four major evolution paths?"

The four major evolution paths were established, but the Federation had never stopped exploring new paths, such as Major General Tang Qian, whom he had seen in his hometown,

He was involved in a new path.

Now, he had encountered a second person.

"That's right."

Shi Luoshu nodded: "Wu Yuan made me who I am. After that leap forward occurred with me, they sealed off news related to the mission and even fully helped me explore this path from another ancient civilization."

"Using Martial Arts as a foundation, opening up other paths."

Speaking of this, Shi Luoshu looked at Qin Jin: "In the vast star sea, truly rising powerhouses often have their own secrets."

"Qin Jin, for you to be so strong at such a young age, and even to firmly occupy the highest arena in previous battles, you must also have your own secrets."

"Within my Celestial Book domain, you can unleash your full potential."

"Come on—"

"Let me see your strength."

As his voice fell, his expression became slightly serious. Seeing Qin Jin nod, he immediately made his move.

He did not approach, but raised his hand, using his finger as a brush and primordial power as ink, writing in the void.

It was a....

Soldier!