High Martial: I Grind Professions

Chapter 407: Chapter 247: Primordial Spirit Eighth Layer!

The instant the prompt appeared, a sudden, drastic change occurred.

BOOM—!

It wasn’t a real sound, but a violent roar originating from the depths of his soul.

An endless torrent of Spiritual Power, seemingly from the very source of the universe, appeared out of thin air.

Without warning, it brutally and majestically flooded into Li Wen’s sea of consciousness.

His sea of consciousness, an infinite space ruled by his Primordial Spirit.

Was now like a calm lake into which a giant boulder had been thrown, instantly setting off monstrous waves.

Under the assault of the frenzied Spiritual Power, its intangible borders groaned as if overburdened.

Then, they were forcefully and crazily expanded outward.

Each expansion was accompanied by the excruciating pain of his soul being torn apart and reassembled.

But beneath this agony lay the magnificent and majestic feeling of his spatial dimensions being forcibly elevated.

The sky of his sea of consciousness grew higher, more distant, and more profound, while the land became thicker and vaster.

Faint phantoms of stars even began to flicker in and out of existence within it.

At the same time, guided by the towering Primordial Spirit dharma body at the center of his sea of consciousness, the massive influx of raw Spiritual Power began an incredible transformation.

Like ore thrown into a furnace, they were bathed in the jade-colored radiance emanating from the Primordial Spirit dharma body.

They were rapidly tempered, purified, and compressed, transforming into an even purer, more condensed Primordial Spirit power that held terrifying might.

This newborn Primordial Spirit power was like a golden, life-giving rain, or a surging Star River.

It flowed ceaselessly into the Primordial Spirit dharma body seated at the core of his sea of consciousness.

BUZZ!

The Primordial Spirit dharma body abruptly opened its eyes, within which scenes of cosmic birth and death seemed to flow.

It began an unprecedented surge in size!

One thousand zhang... two thousand zhang... three thousand zhang... With unstoppable momentum, it shot straight up to a height of five thousand zhang!

The dharma body’s form became more solid, as if sculpted from the most perfect divine jade, radiating an eternal, undying light.

The dao patterns on its surface grew clearer and more complex, interwoven with the rhythm of the Laws.

The Primordial Spirit power swirling around it was no longer mist-like but nearly liquid, flowing with heart-pounding energy fluctuations.

A vast, majestic aura that seemed to stand above all creation emanated from the colossal dharma body, filling the entirety of the expanded sea of consciousness.

This was not just an increase in size, but a sublimation of its very essence of life.

This transformation was far more intense and prolonged than any previous upgrade.

The rampaging energy wreaked havoc, restructured, and stabilized within his sea of consciousness for a full half-day.

When the last wisp of external Spiritual Power was completely converted and absorbed, the storm in his sea of consciousness finally subsided.

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The moment the prompt appeared, Li Wen clearly felt some kind of invisible shackle being completely shattered.

’Eighth Layer of Primordial Spirit!’

A wave of understanding washed over him.

At the center of his sea of consciousness, the five-thousand-zhang-tall, jade-colored Primordial Spirit dharma body now exuded a pressure that had undergone a qualitative leap.

If the Seventh Layer of Primordial Spirit was merely touching the threshold of the Saint Realm and sensing the barrier’s existence...

...then the Eighth Layer of Primordial Spirit meant he had now firmly crossed that threshold and stepped completely through the door!

The power fluctuations emitted by the Primordial Spirit itself were no longer simply strong; they now carried the rhythm of the Laws.

It seemed to resonate on a deeper level with some invisible, fundamental source in the universe.

The Primordial Spirit power was more condensed and pure. Every wisp was heavier than a mountain, containing terrifying might sufficient to easily tear space and annihilate stars.

Relying on the power of his Primordial Spirit alone, without the aid of any Secret Techniques, Li Wen was absolutely confident that he was invincible below the Saint Realm!

If supplemented by a compatible Primordial Spirit Secret Skill, its power could reach the level of a regular Saint Realm expert.

Sensing the vast Primordial Spirit power surging and churning in his sea of consciousness—a power that felt capable of destroying heaven and earth with a single thought.

An unprecedented surge of heroism stirred in Li Wen’s chest, soaring to the heavens.

The Saint Realm!

This realm, once so distant and unattainable, was now within his grasp!

’Not here!’ A sharp glint flashed in Li Wen’s eyes, and his figure blurred in an instant.

The next moment, he reappeared on that familiar black-rock Trial Star in outer space.

The cold, dead void was the perfect place to test this world-destroying power.

His gaze immediately locked onto the towering, sword-shaped black mountain where, half a day ago, he had exhausted all his strength just to leave a trench several zhang deep.

Back then, he had needed to use his strongest ”Meteor” blade technique, combined with Venerable Level True Gang and the power of his Seventh Layer Primordial Spirit, to cause that much damage.

But now...

Li Wen didn’t even lift a hand; he merely stirred his thoughts.

RUMBLE—!!!

An intangible, formless, yet irresistible and terrifying will descended like the apocalypse!

It was not a gale, nor a shockwave, but a crushing will formed from the purest Primordial Spirit power!

With Li Wen at its center, space warped and rippled violently, like the surface of water after a stone is thrown in.

That indestructible black peak, upon which even Venerable Level attacks could only leave a mark.

The instant it came into contact with this will, it was as if it had been struck simultaneously by a billion invisible sledgehammers.

There was no sound, only the horrifying sight of its material structure being forcibly disintegrated.

Starting from the summit, the black rock, harder than refined steel, silently crumbled, shattered, and was annihilated.

It was like snow thrown into a furnace, or a sandcastle crushed by an invisible hand.

Massive cracks spread down to the mountainside and its base at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With just a single sweep of his ”thought,” the entire several-thousand-meter-high peak was utterly torn apart from its foundations and collapsed in a matter of seconds!

Countless millions of tons of giant rocks tumbled and broke apart in the void, ultimately becoming a vast cloud of dust that filled the starry sky.

The dust and smoke spread out, obscuring a small Star Domain.

Li Wen stood suspended in the void, quietly watching the terrifying scene he had created with a single thought. Even he himself felt a trace of shock.

’And this is just... the most superficial application of my Primordial Spirit power...’

He muttered to himself, his voice laced with disbelief. ’No technique, just pure brute force... and the power is already this incredible!’

This terrifying destructive force was only the most primitive and scattered display of the power of the Eighth Layer of Primordial Spirit.

If he were to condense this power and combine it with a Secret Technique...

Li Wen’s gaze grew as sharp as a blade.

He decided to test just what level the Shocking God Stab, the Primordial Spirit Secret Skill that had been with him for so long, could reach at the Eighth Layer of Primordial Spirit.

In his sea of consciousness, the five-thousand-zhang-tall Primordial Spirit dharma body sat with solemn dignity.

A highly condensed, almost transparent, jade-colored spike, as fine as one ten-thousandth the width of a hair, instantly materialized before the dharma body’s brow.

This spike condensed a sliver of the essence of the Eighth Layer of Primordial Spirit’s vast might.

It was so tiny it was nearly impossible to capture with Divine Sense, yet so heavy it felt as if it could pierce the world’s barriers.

”Go!”

Li Wen directed it with his thoughts.

There was no flash of light, no fluctuation, no sign of any energy leaking out.

The imperceptible Shocking God Stab seemed to merge directly into space itself.

It vanished in an instant, moving at a speed that defied the common logic of time and space.

BUZZ—!

The next instant, dozens of li away from Li Wen, another slightly smaller but equally solid black-rock mountain peak...

...a pin-sized hole appeared without warning in its exact center.

The hole pierced through the entire mountain, clear from front to back.

Immediately after, spiderweb-like cracks spread from the hole, instantly covering the entire peak.

There was no explosion, no deafening boom. The entire mountain, like a sand sculpture weathered by wind, silently collapsed and disintegrated in the dead quiet, turning into an even finer black powder that slowly drifted into the starry sky.

Extreme speed! Stealth! Annihilation!

This was the power of the Shocking God Stab at the Eighth Layer of Primordial Spirit!

Its attack speed was so fast that even the Divine Sense of a peak Venerable would struggle to track its trajectory.

Its stealth made it virtually undetectable before impact.

And its destructive power, condensed to the extreme, had reached an unbelievable level.

With this strike alone, its power had firmly stepped across the threshold of the Saint Realm and was already approaching that of an ordinary Saint Realm expert.

After testing the might of his Primordial Spirit and the terror of the Shocking God Stab, Li Wen flipped his wrist, and the longsword, Jinghong, was in his hand.

He wanted to test the enhancement to his physical combat power after fusing his Primordial Spirit power with his True Gang and his entire body.

BUZZ!

With another thought, the vast Primordial Spirit power in his sea of consciousness surged out like a golden tide.

A portion of its essence instantly fused perfectly with the liquid, violet-gold lightning True Gang flowing within him.

The blade, which already contained the Law of Lightning and Venerable Level True Gang, instantly erupted in a dazzling, violet-jade light.

The void around the blade groaned as if overburdened, and fine, black spatial cracks flickered in and out of existence.

”Sever the Sky!”

Li Wen swung his sword, slashing toward a massive meteorite in the distance, one over a hundred li in diameter.

SWISH!

A violet-jade blade-gleam, condensed to the extreme, flashed past as it tore through the void.

Silently, the massive meteorite was smoothly cleaved in two.

The cut surface was as smooth as a mirror, and the residual Blade Intent continued to frantically corrode its material structure.

The power of this slash, from the perspective of True Gang alone, had already reached a level approaching that of a peak Venerable.

Compared to the effect he needed his full-powered ”Meteor” technique to achieve just half a day ago, a casual slash infused with Primordial Spirit power now came close.

Immediately after, Li Wen circulated his Primordial Spirit power once more.

This time, it wasn’t a partial fusion. The vast Primordial Spirit power from his sea of consciousness flowed like golden lava through every cell in his body.

Muscles, bones, blood, meridians... every inch of his body was ignited and strengthened by this terrifying Primordial Spirit power.

BOOM!

A terrifying aura, more than ten times stronger than during his previous tests, erupted from him like a waking Ancient Fierce Beast!

With Li Wen at the center, space no longer just rippled.

Instead, it shattered inch by inch like fragile glass, forming a pitch-black, broken zone several hundred meters in diameter.

The black-rock ground beneath his feet silently sank and melted, vaporizing into a searing flow of energy.

Li Wen didn’t even need to draw his sword. He simply clenched his fist and punched hard into the void.

KRA-KOOM—!!!

A beam of pure fist-force, formed by the compression of space from his physical strength alone, shot out like a pillar of divine, world-ending punishment, instantly piercing the distant starry sky.

Everywhere it passed, it plowed a terrifying, ten-li-long trench in space that showed no signs of healing.

Rampant torrents of energy raged and roared within it.

’A peak Venerable! And one who is extremely close to the Saint Realm!’

Feeling the power within him, which seemed capable of tearing the heavens asunder, Li Wen was absolutely certain.

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