My Martial Arts Level Never Drops

Chapter 346: Chapter 171: Six Meridians

Soon after, however, a strange ripple suddenly disturbed the space above the square in front of the hall.

A ray of light, as scorching as a rising Great Sun yet as solid as ancient Profound Iron, descended without warning from the roof of the Heavenly Gang Hall.

During its descent, the light rapidly converged and took shape. In an instant, it transformed into a tall, majestic figure whose face was shrouded in a hazy halo, making it difficult to see clearly!

This was...

A True Gang Incarnation!

Qin Fang’s pupils contracted slightly.

He had seen the Prefect’s True Gang Incarnation back on the day of the examination.

Afterward, he had naturally asked Qian Ruhai what a True Gang Incarnation was.

Only then did he learn...

A True Gang Incarnation was a Divine Technique one could only obtain after reaching an extremely profound Realm within their Divine Domain.

Anyone who could manifest a True Gang Incarnation was a true powerhouse—a Great Power!

Take this very moment, for example. The figure simply stood there, radiating no deliberate, overwhelming aura, yet it naturally became the center of the universe.

A vast, ancient, and timeworn will quietly enveloped the entire square.

’This Sect Leader is probably far stronger than the Lord Prefect!’ Qin Fang thought, shaken.

The incarnation’s gaze swept over the thirty-six new Inner Sect Disciples standing solemnly below. A peaceful, profound voice that seemed to resonate deep within each person’s Divine Soul slowly sounded out.

”Mm.”

That simple sound made every heart tremble.

Then, the voice continued, devoid of any emotion, yet filled with supreme majesty.

”Now that you have entered Heavenly Gang, your pasts are severed. Here, there is only Martial Arts, only the Sect.”

”You are granted the status of Inner Sect Disciples not for personal glory, but for the responsibility it entails. The Sect offers you shelter, its legacy, and the resources to climb to the pinnacle of Martial Arts. In return, you must defend the Sect’s honor with your very blood and soul. This is the foundation of your duty.”

”On the path of Martial Arts, courageous progress is the foundation, and unyielding tenacity is essential. The Heavenly Gang Wuji Sect does not raise cowards, nor does it harbor the idle. The law of this world is that the strong devour the weak. This holds true without, and... it holds true within.”

”Remember this: your starting point today is an end that countless people can only dream of reaching. Yet, in terms of Martial Arts, you have merely glimpsed the entrance. Only through relentless cultivation and achieving Enlightenment of the Heart and Nature can you hope to touch a higher Realm.”

”Arrangements will be made after the ceremony. The path lies at your feet. How far you walk... will depend on your own destiny.”

As the voice faded, the True Gang Incarnation said no more. With a flicker of light and shadow, it vanished into thin air as suddenly as it had appeared, as if it had never been there at all.

Only its infinite majesty seemed to still weigh upon everyone’s heart.

Senior Brother Luo let out a soft breath before rising to face the crowd, his expression as calm and impassive as ever.

”The Sect Leader’s admonition is complete. Inner Sect Disciples, follow me into the hall for the sacrificial rite and to be formally entered into the Inner Sect’s records.”

After speaking, Senior Brother Luo led the group to the imposing, heavy hall doors and gave a deep bow.

Immediately, the massive Profound Iron gates, over a hundred feet tall and engraved with patterns of lightning, slowly swung inward with a low RUMBLE, revealing a deep and solemn space within.

”Enter the hall.”

He spoke indifferently.

Qin Fang and the others took a deep breath and followed closely behind, filing in one after another.

Stepping inside, they saw that the hall’s interior was immensely tall and wide.

Thirty-six colossal, black pillars, each so thick it would take several people to encircle, supported the dome. Countless scenes were carved in relief on their surfaces... Looking closely, they seemed to depict ancient peoples battling primordial beasts and comprehending the Martial Arts.

The floor was paved with dark gold metallic tiles, polished to a mirror shine.

At the far end of the hall was a nine-tiered Black Jade Altar. Atop it stood a thirty-foot-tall stone stele the color of primordial chaos, made of a material that was neither metal nor jade. The face of the stele was blank.

Before the stele was a massive Copper Tripod. There was no incense burning within it; instead, a pale white flame burned quietly, without sound or smoke, yet it exuded an aura that calmed one’s Divine Soul.

A vast and powerful aura quietly permeated the air.

”Form ranks. Stand solemnly.”

Senior Brother Luo’s voice echoed in the empty hall.

Qin Fang and the others, captivated by the sight before them, only snapped back to their senses upon hearing his words.

They quickly composed themselves, formed neat ranks before the altar, and fell deathly silent.

”The foundation of a Martial Artist is the unity of body and spirit. Adjust your robes, focus your minds, and with sincerity and respect, pay tribute to our forebears.”

”This is the Origin Martial Stele. It is inscribed with the primordial essence of Martial Arts, and it commemorates the heroic souls of every generation of the Heavenly Gang Wuji Sect who paved new paths in Martial Arts and gave their lives for the Sect. You are able to stand here today only because your predecessors cleared the thorns from the path.”

”Since you inherit their legacy, you must also bear its weight. Offer a drop of your essence blood and a wisp of your soul’s breath to be imprinted within this tripod’s Soul Fire. Henceforth, as long as the Sect stands, so shall your mark. Its life and death, its honor and disgrace, you shall share as one.”

After Senior Brother Luo finished speaking, he formed a sword-finger, forced a drop of crimson blood to his fingertip, and flicked it. The blood drop sank into the Copper Tripod’s pale flame, which flared slightly, tinged with a faint gold.

Afterward, Elder Lu and Elder Lei did the same.

Then it was the new disciples’ turn.

Qin Fang was the chief disciple, so naturally, he was first.

He took a deep breath, walked up to the Copper Furnace, circulated his True Essence, and also forced a drop of fresh blood from his fingertip, flicking it into the Copper Furnace.

The pale flame surged. The next moment, Qin Fang felt a subtle connection being forged between himself, the pale flame, this magnificent hall, and even the sacred ground of the Sect beneath his feet.

A look of amazement appeared in his eyes.

’Another Extraordinary phenomenon, the likes of which I’ve never seen before...’

’But I still don’t understand what it does.’