Chapter 26

Unable to even stand up...

Nie Tian, who could only勉强 sit on the altar, was initially somewhat dejected, but in just a moment, he realized the unusual nature of this place, which was a form of tempering for him.

The stronger the gravity, the greater the burden on the body, making it an excellent place to refine the physical body.

When he was very young, he knew he was much stronger than other children his age. His battles with Nie Hong and others relied on his physical strength to make up for his lack of cultivation level.

"Phew!"

Taking a deep breath, he first tried to move his arms in this terrifying gravitational field.

Compared to his entire body, his arms were much lighter and thus subject to much less gravitational pull.

As expected, although moving his arms was much more difficult than usual, he could at least move them.

Sitting on the broken altar, he raised his arms repeatedly, as if having a seizure, trying to point them towards the sky and feel the gravitational field's effect on his arms as much as possible.

During this time, he also kept an eye on his surroundings.

"Um!"

Looking at the giant hands stretching from the earth towards the sky in the distance, his mind suddenly stirred.

Each of those giant hands pointed to the sky in a different posture, each seemingly containing a certain emotion.

He had initially found the act of raising his arms towards the sky somewhat monotonous, but after noticing the different postures of the giant hands, he intuitively began to mimic their gestures.

The first one he imitated was the hand with its fingers tightly clenched into a fist, the veins on the back of the hand bulging, pointing towards the sky.

His eyes were fixed on that mountain-like giant hand, as if he could sense a raging fury of unwillingness from it.

For some reason, just by looking at it, a sense of wild anger began to grow in his heart.

His pupils, without him realizing it, were surrounded by surging anger.

His expression became fierce and angry, a flame of rage that wanted to destroy the sky and break all restraints burning in his heart.

His hand, which was imitating the giant hand's gesture, seemed to be suddenly imbued with a spirit after his state of mind changed.

He keenly felt that the spiritual energy in his dantian suddenly surged out, flowing rapidly through his meridians to his hand.

The meridians in his arm seemed to contain a raging fury, and the spiritual energy flowing through them seemed to be infused with anger.

"Hisss!"

The back of his raised fist suddenly emitted a faint white spiritual light!

Strands of spiritual light wrapped around his fist, each strand carrying a sense of wild anger, as if the power released by the spiritual energy had increased significantly.

"Sixth level of Qi Cultivation! Spiritual energy overflow!"

Reaching the sixth level of Qi Cultivation, the spiritual energy within the body could be manifested, and during combat, it could be infused into the enemy's body through physical contact.

During his previous battle with Nie Hong, Nie Hong, at the sixth level of Qi Cultivation, had infused the residual lightning from his hand into Nie Tian's body when they clashed fists.

Because of this, after each clash with Nie Hong, Nie Tian's body retained residual lightning, causing him great suffering.

Not long ago, he had inexplicably advanced to the sixth level of Qi Cultivation in Mine No. 73, but he had not yet truly experienced the benefits of spiritual energy overflow.

Now, in this unknown world, he almost effortlessly achieved the spiritual energy overflow of the sixth level of Qi Cultivation.

This was quite surprising to him.

According to Nie Qian, after just breaking through to the sixth level of Qi Cultivation, one needed to repeatedly practice to manifest spiritual energy externally and control it freely.

But he had succeeded on his first try.

Not only that, he clearly felt that the spiritual energy manifesting on his fist carried a sense of raging fury.

Emotions were not a property of spiritual energy and should not have additional power, but he believed that the rage infused in the spiritual energy must have some mysterious effect.

Unfortunately, Nie Hong was not there; otherwise, he could have tested whether the rage added any extra power through this punch.

"Hmm?"

When he began to daydream, his state of mind changed, becoming less angry and agitated.

The spiritual energy gathered in his arm instantly flowed back to the dantian, and the spiritual energy on his arm suddenly disappeared.

He then realized that because of his distraction, he had failed to maintain his state of anger and agitation.

When his state of mind shifted from rage to calm, his raised fist lost its mystical quality, and the spiritual energy returned, everything returning to normal.

"State of mind! The key is the state of mind!"

After this realization, he focused his mind and looked again at the mountain-like giant hand in the distance.

He carefully felt the overwhelming rage contained in the hand, and as he gradually immersed himself in it, he once again found himself influenced, his heart becoming agitated and angry.

After his heart was filled with rage, he imitated the giant hand's gesture, slowly hammering his fist towards the sky.

Strands of spiritual energy, following his gesture, once again surged out from the dantian, instantly flowing into the meridians in his arm, as if roaring into his fist.

"Hisss!"

The faint white spiritual energy indeed flashed from his fist, each strand carrying a sense of wild anger.

"This is it!"

A sense of joy involuntarily rose in his heart, but the anger he had painstakingly cultivated suddenly disappeared.

A moment later, he found that the strange sensation had left him again.

However, through this attempt, he had found the key, and he then repeatedly practiced.

In subsequent practices, as long as he maintained his anger, the strange sensation of his fist filled with rage would persist.

However, he also discovered that he could only gradually cultivate a sense of rage by focusing on the distant giant hand.

When he did not look at the giant hand and tried to generate the rage on his own, the mysterious sensation could not be reproduced.

It seemed that only by truly understanding the rage and unwillingness within the fist could he grasp the essence.

Recognizing this, he calmed down, stopped wasting his efforts, and instead focused intently on the giant hand reaching towards the sky, trying to understand the state of mind of the one who had thrown the punch.

He immersed himself completely, forgetting the passage of time, his surroundings, and even himself.

When he even forgot himself, he vaguely felt that he had become the owner of the giant hand, fearless and unbound by rules, daring to challenge the heavens and resist the sky.

"Chh!"

After an unknown amount of time, the bone under his feet suddenly emitted sparks.

The drop of blood condensed within the bone seemed to have been continuously consuming the power of fire, and now, when the fire power had been consumed to a certain extent, the bone underwent a strange transformation.

"Chh! Chh!"

Flames emerged from the bone, startling Nie Tian.

Nie Tian glanced at the bone and suddenly noticed that the drop of blood inside seemed much smaller than when it had condensed.

He immediately realized that the bone had unknowingly consumed a great deal of fire power.

As he was in a state of uncertainty, the bone continued to transform, once again forming a fiery light portal.

Seeing the formation of the fiery light portal, he suddenly understood that the fire power within the bone was only enough to open a return passage.

Otherwise, if the fire power continued to be consumed, the bone would not have enough power to form a fiery light portal to send him away.

"Can I only leave for now?"

Looking at the mountain-like giant hands, he felt somewhat reluctant to leave, having just grasped the key.

However, the bone did not give him more time to think, and the fiery light portal it formed swallowed him whole.

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