Chapter 16 Reveals the Perfect Cultivation System and the Confidence of the Five God Kings!
Others might not have such a strong sense of perception, but as someone who possesses a phoenix-type martial soul, his perception of these kinds of beasts is the most astonishing.
The phoenix aura contained in that piece of Golden-Winged Roc meat far surpassed that of him and the bird-like soul beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest by countless times.
However, such a powerful creature was actually treated as a snack...
With a loud "Wah!", the fat man threw down the chicken leg he hadn't finished eating and burst into tears on the spot.
"That's a Golden-Winged Roc, a close relative of the Phoenix. How could it just be a snack from that world..."
"I...I'm not even as well off as someone else's pet. Boss Dai, don't cry, I'll cry with you, waaaaah!"
Suddenly, an extremely dramatic scene unfolded on the Shrek Academy playground.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun hugged each other and cried bitterly.
One is a tiger martial spirit, and the other is a phoenix martial spirit.
In that mysterious, perfect world, one became a pet, and the other became a treat for the pet.
At this moment, the pride of the Shrek Seven Devils, or rather, the dignity of all Soul Masters with White Tiger, Dragon, and Phoenix Martial Souls, was trampled underfoot and even spat upon.
The mastermind behind all of this was none other than the immortal lord Jiang Chen, who had never shown his face.
Just what kind of terrifying being is he?
The Primordial Celestial Court, the Garden of Spirit Beasts.
A gentle breeze, carrying the moisture of primordial spiritual mist, stirred the exotic flowers and plants throughout the garden.
Holding the priceless dragon tendon in her hand, Zhu Zhuqing carefully played with the ancient white tiger cub, feeling an uncontrollable tremor throughout her body.
This was even after the dragon tendon had most of its blood and energy been devoured by the little white tiger, and after the old woman had intervened beforehand.
Otherwise, the dragon tendon of this ancient dragon alone would have caused Zhu Zhuqing to explode and die.
At this moment, seeing the divine beast that had just shaken the heavens and earth now rolling on the ground like a big cat, Zhu Zhuqing's heart was filled with unease.
"call..."
She wiped the fine sweat from her forehead. Although she had eaten the spirit crystal rice and her physical condition had improved dramatically, she still felt fatigued from moving around in the terrifying spiritual pressure of the Celestial Court.
Are you tired?
At this moment, the old woman sitting on the blue stone seemed to have noticed something. She held a cup of tea that emitted a seven-colored glow and asked in a low voice.
"Yes, Granny."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing dared not conceal anything and quickly bowed respectfully. Then, as if remembering something, she gritted her teeth and spoke:
"Zhuqing dares to ask, Granny?"
"How exactly are the cultivation realms divided in this world?"
"Why do I feel that my proud soul power is unable to withstand even the pressure in the air here?"
This is a question that not only Zhu Zhuqing wanted to ask.
It is also the question that all the gods of the Douluo Continent and even the God Realm most want to know on the other side of the sky!
Knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle. They were eager to know what level they were at in this higher-dimensional world!
So after Zhu Zhuqing asked this question, everyone in the Douluo World held their breath and looked over, not daring to even breathe loudly.
Meanwhile, upon hearing Zhu Zhuqing's question, the old woman first took a sip of her tea before slowly setting it down. Looking towards the vast, boundless sea of clouds in the distance, she explained in a distant, melancholic tone:
"Now that you've become a candidate, I might as well tell you."
"The path of cultivation in this world begins with the physical body."
"The first realm is called the Blood-Moving Realm."
"It is necessary to mobilize the essence and blood of the whole body, rolling like thunder, to melt the bone script, and to evoke divine light in the blood, thereby cleansing heaven and earth."
"When a human genius or a powerful tribal member reaches the peak of the Blood Transformation Realm, the strength of one arm can reach 50,000 to 60,000 jin, and some can even reach 70,000 to 80,000 jin."
"Achieving 80,000 to 90,000 jin is already an extremely rare and peerless genius, and those who reach the pinnacle of this realm can wield a single arm with the divine strength of 108,000 jin!"
!!
Upon hearing this, the Douluo group, who had been quietly gathering intelligence on the enemy, felt a chill run down their spines and their heads began to buzz.
"How...how much?!"
At Shrek Academy, Tang San, who was about to drink water, was watching the old woman's voice on the live broadcast screen when he lost his grip on the cup. His hand trembled, and the tea spilled directly onto his crotch, scalding him and making him wince.
"Ten, one hundred and eight thousand catties?!"
"Still one-armed?!"
At this moment, not to mention the other Soul Masters, even Tang San's worldview was on the verge of collapse.
He stared intently at the light screen, swallowed hard, and said, "And this is only the first stage of the entry level?"
With his current strength plus the Mysterious Heaven Skill, he can only weigh a hundred or so pounds at most, maybe a few hundred pounds at most.
Even Titan, the mighty god known for his strength, a Contra level 80+, probably couldn't match his pure strength...
This means that in that world, a complete novice could turn a Title Douluo from Douluo Continent into mincemeat with a single punch?!
Thinking of this, Tang San shook his head with a somewhat dejected expression, feeling as if there was no hope left in his life.
But soon, as if he had thought of something, Tang San suddenly made up his mind and looked at the light screen. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes before he quickly returned to calm.
"How is this possible..."
In contrast, Master Yu Xiaogang was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, unaware that his notes had scattered all over the floor.
"Our titled Douluo can't even get close to their entry level?"
"What's the point of cultivation then? What's the point of becoming a god?"
"No, that's not true, this must be an exaggeration!"
However, the old woman's voice continued in the live broadcast, and each pause felt like rubbing salt into everyone's wounds.
"After the blood transfusion, one enters the Cave Heaven Realm. By opening up the Cave Heaven, one can seize the creation of heaven and earth and absorb endless divine power."
"Then comes spirit transformation, inscription, and array formation..."
"At the Array Realm, one can be called a king or marquis, ruling over a territory, and can destroy a country with one hand."
"Above the ranks are the Venerables."
"Above the Venerable One, one must ignite the Divine Fire to reach the Divine Fire Realm."
As she spoke, the old woman looked up at the little white tiger in front of her, and seeing that it was unharmed, she continued:
"Above that are True One, Holy Sacrifice, and Heavenly God."
"Upon reaching the Celestial God Realm, one can be reborn from a drop of blood, and after death, one's aura can ensure immortality for ten thousand years. Plucking stars and seizing the moon is nothing more than a trivial matter."
When talking about plucking stars from the sky and capturing the moon, the old woman spoke in a flat tone, as if she were talking about eating and drinking.
But for the people of Douluo Continent, these four words are simply a myth within a myth!
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Douluo God Realm, Committee Hall.
At this moment, the five supreme god-kings gathered together.
The Asura God, the God of Destruction, the Goddess of Life, the God of Evil, and the God of Goodness.
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