Chapter 2

As he stepped into the Yun Family Compound, an ancient and simple atmosphere greeted him. Towering ancient trees stood tall, each with a history of a thousand years, a testament to the Yun Family's status as one of the few prominent noble families in Zixiao City.

Yun Yijian walked down the main path, holding an iron box, his expression cold. He kept examining the iron box, which had many marks on it, clearly indicating that Yun Canghai had tried many times but still couldn't open it.

The autumn wind blew, the sky was high and the clouds were sparse, and a wave of sorrow surged in Yun Yijian's heart. Through the iron box, he saw his mother's face, a beauty that transcended the world, as if she was waving to him through space. A smile appeared on Yun Yijian's face.

"Wait for me! No matter who the enemy is, please hold on until I grow up!"

Yun Yijian walked leisurely towards his private courtyard. Inside, withered leaves fell, and the wind carried the flowers. A few drops of autumn rain washed away the dust.

He put down the iron box and carefully examined it, discovering that it was a completely sealed iron box with no gaps or mechanisms. After much fumbling, he still had no clue. If it weren't for something left by his mother, he would have thrown it away. Reluctantly, he put it away and prepared to practice.

Yun Yijian walked out of the back yard and came to the back mountain. Two massive boulders, each weighing thousands of pounds, were chained to the mountain, which had been worn smooth by years of Yun Yijian's relentless training.

"I hope I can lift the 1,300-pound boulder today; it's been a long time since I've made progress!" Yun Yijian exhaled, his breath sinking into his dantian. His palms turned into iron claws, deeply embedded in the chains.

"Roar, lift it up!"

Yun Yijian's face turned red, his feet as immovable as a pine tree. The mountain rocks beneath his feet crumbled, and his lean body burst with a power that even beasts feared.

"Lift it up again!"

His voice became hoarse, the chains almost shattered, and his legs began to twist. Sweat appeared on his forehead.

The boulder was level with his shoulders, and Yun Yijian unleashed his strength in a frenzy, his legs crossing and the mountain rocks being crushed. He pushed the boulder over his head.

"Spit!"

A mist of blood spewed out, Yun Yijian's face turned pale, and his legs twisted again, throwing the boulder. The mountain shook, and a large deep pit was formed.

After the boulder was thrown, Yun Yijian knelt on the ground, his right hand supporting him, breathing heavily. His long hair fell over his forehead, and sweat trickled down.

After a long time, Yun Yijian crossed the mountain forest and came to the waterfall, entering the deep pool. He dived into the deep water and continuously punched, each punch causing waves that almost made the waterfall reverse, turning the clear water turbid.

"Boom!"

Yun Yijian kicked out, his iron-hard bones like divine iron, transforming into a sharp blade and striking the rock under the waterfall. The rock shattered, and the waterfall reversed, shooting up into the sky.

Fists fell like rain, almost turning the deep water into a huge whirlpool, creating a vacuum around it, forming a large Taiji diagram.

"Up!"

Yun Yijian stomped his foot and flew up, stepping out of the deep water and then falling, transforming his fist into a palm and striking the center of the whirlpool.

"Boom, boom!"

The center of the whirlpool exploded with terrifying force, pushing him back into the sky, his divine consciousness jolted, and his body almost torn apart.

His lean body crashed into an ancient giant tree, his clothes caught on a large branch, hanging from the treetop. Yun Yijian fell into a deep coma.

In the middle of the night, a heavy rain fell, the drops hitting Yun Yijian's face, waking him up. He smiled bitterly at his drenched body, broke the branch, and leaped down, heading straight for the Yun Family Compound.

Just as he arrived home, Yun Canghai looked at the disheveled Yun Yijian, his face full of displeasure and worry, and asked, "Where have you been so late?"

"I went to practice and lost track of time. Father, why are you here?" Yun Yijian was surprised. This was his private courtyard, and he rarely came to disturb him. This time, he waited until midnight to find him.

"Of course, I have something to talk to you about." Yun Canghai frowned at his drenched clothes and said, "Go change your clothes first, and then come out. I have something to tell you."

Yun Yijian quickly rushed to his room to change, not even bothering to dry his hair, and looked up at Yun Canghai.

"What I want to say is about that iron box. I tried many times and even asked the Ancestor to help, but we couldn't open it. When your mother left, she said that if you could control the battle aura in your body, I should give you the iron box. Otherwise, it would harm you." Yun Canghai seemed to have just remembered this and hurried to find him.

"Battle aura?"

Yun Yijian's brows furrowed. The battle aura was everywhere yet nowhere, making it extremely difficult to control. It only showed itself when he was injured, automatically healing his wounds, even internal injuries. Over the years, it was this battle aura that had sustained him on the path of body cultivation, or he would have been killed by intense training long ago.

"It's very hard to control. The battle aura is different from pulse energy, which can be controlled by the pulse gates. The battle aura, however, is not controllable and usually operates autonomously. Even now, when I try to control it, I find it very difficult, and sometimes I can't even sense its presence." Yun Yijian thought for a moment and spoke honestly.

"Perhaps you can guess, you have a special constitution, and it's a Void Body. You are not the first. In history, there was a world-renowned genius with this constitution. However, heaven envies talent, and he rose like a god but fell like a firework. After he attained enlightenment, the nine heavens and ten earths revered him, and the most powerful races in the world—immortals, demons, buddhas, and asuras—emerged together. He was a supreme warrior, capable of blocking immortals with one hand, but... sigh, you have this constitution too, and it's uncertain whether it's a blessing or a curse!"

Yun Canghai shook his head. Sometimes he hoped his son could unlock his heart pulse, and sometimes he hoped his pulse gates would remain sealed forever.

"Battle Ancestor?"

Yun Yijian looked coldly at the void. Powerful races always couldn't tolerate human strength. Humans must respect heaven, immortals, demons, buddhas, and asuras. Any disrespect would result in catastrophic punishment.

The strongest human, the Great Emperor, could rival immortals or demons, but even a Great Emperor could not stand against four hands. Even if a Great Emperor appeared once every ten thousand years, they could only barely sustain the human race. Only someone like the Battle Ancestor, the founder of the Void Warrior Race, could block immortals with one hand, sweeping across a realm and making the heavens tremble. Standing deep in the sky, he pointed at the immortals, buddhas, and demons.

"We, the Void Warrior Race, are born free. Heaven cannot oppress us, and the earth cannot bind us. In this life, I will not respect heaven or immortals."

What a proud declaration! With that spear that battled heaven and earth, he defied all the mighty ones!

Such a person, envied by heaven, such a person, like a firework, startled the heavens in an instant and then fell.

"If heaven does not pity me, why should I respect heaven? Immortals do not respect the mortal world and will ultimately rise and fall. I am not the Battle Ancestor, but I will personally open a path to bury the immortals!"

The predecessors' fate did not scare Yun Yijian. No one could stop his expectation of opening his pulse gates!

"This iron box, since my mother left it to me and said such things, it seems I can open it. The method, if I'm not mistaken, should be my blood!"

Yun Yijian was awakened by Yun Canghai's words and immediately understood how to open the iron box.

"What is to come will eventually come. The process your mother anticipated is being verified step by step. You have grown up, and I will not interfere with your decisions. If one day your battle aura erupts, I hope you..."

Yun Canghai hesitated, his face very grim.

"Don't worry, Father. If a great calamity comes, I will leave the Yun Family and will not bring disaster to the Yun Family!" Yun Yijian nodded. Even the powerful Void Warrior Race was exterminated, let alone a local noble family like the Yun Family.

As these words were spoken, the temperature in the room dropped, and Yun Canghai's face turned very grim. He hoped his son would become a dragon, but his constitution was too special. Once he became a dragon, it would destroy heaven and earth.

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