Fourteen days ago, Author: Pig Heart Shrimp
Chapter 46: Crimson Dragon Dharma Form
The once luxurious venue was now in a mess, with people lying dizzy on the ground, servants escaping through windows, and guards looking around vigilantly.
Even some fearless onlookers were observing from a distance.
The Guardian Qi of the Thousand Phoenix struggled to get up, emitting a radiant aura from his body.
Within moments, his injuries healed, and a stronger aura erupted, surpassing his own by countless times.
Spiritual power was like a balloon, expanding more than a hundredfold in an instant.
Before Gu Wen could react, a faint buzzing sound echoed in the air, causing a strange ripple in the heavens and earth.
It seemed like countless needles in the void, ready to burst when the aura expanded to a certain extent.
The Guardian Qi of the Thousand Phoenix looked weak, his face pale, but his injuries had already healed.
Was this the countdown to becoming an immortal?
Gu Wen witnessed such a bizarre scene for the first time.
Once one exerted power beyond a certain threshold, it would be suppressed.
Judging by his expression, this suppression was harmful, causing severe depletion of vitality and spirit without physical harm.
The Guardian Qi of the Thousand Phoenix offered no explanation, his body radiating light, and Gu Wen did not inquire further.
In the struggle between life and death, victory often hinged on a single moment.
At that moment, a clear voice rang out.
"Guardian, step back. The few pills from the Zhao family's nine sons are not worth risking your life for."
"Yes, Miss."
The Guardian Qi of the Thousand Phoenix bowed and left, with Yang Shanyu coming to assist him.
Gu Wen did not stop them, instead, he turned and ascended the stairs, heading straight for the sixth floor.
To rob swiftly, killing was secondary.
As Gu Wen reached the fifth floor, he caught a whiff of a fragrant scent.
The melodious voice sounded again like wind chimes.
"Friend, are you so aggressive just for a furnace of pills?"
The voice was as charming as ever, carrying a certain power that disturbed the mind.
The fragrance in the air seemed to have a medicinal effect, even the reflections through the door curtains held deep meaning.
"I seek wealth without harm, would you risk your life for the pills of the Zhao family's nine sons?"
Gu Wen countered, then cleared his mind with his jade sword, advancing step by step towards the sixth floor.
The voice never ceased, and the illusions in his mind were shattered repeatedly.
Although harmless, they were intrusive, like endless temptations.
Some thoughts arose, akin to naming a child after seeing a beautiful woman in a past life, simple yet insidiously alluring.
First, establish goodwill, then provoke desires.
When the mind is occupied, actions follow.
"Entrusted by others, naturally, I must fulfill my duty. Moreover, what qualifications do you have to make me yield as soon as you arrive?"
Lu Chan's voice turned slightly cold, and a dim light surged in the corridor.
Formation?
Gu Wen glanced and shot forward like a cannonball.
A golden light emerged, making him feel as if carrying a thousand pounds, causing the floor to crack upon impact.
The hanging curtain in the corridor moved as if it had life, transforming into thick, arm-thick needles that lunged towards him.
With a sweep of his long spear, the curtain was engulfed by his protective aura, devoid of any tactile sensation.
Illusion?
More needles attacked, and the corridor expanded, one meter, two meters, three meters... ten meters.
He seemed to stand on Dragon Bridge Avenue, with curtains falling endlessly from the sky.
Halting his long spear, the needles pierced through him, confirming his entrapment in an illusion.
As expected, the Fox Immortal in the realm, ranked fifth on the Earth List, would lose interest if he couldn't trap himself.
A cold wind brushed his abdomen, causing his long spear, which had stopped, to move suddenly.
Clang!
A needle was damaged.
Mixing truth with falsehood, falsehood with truth, like a dream.
Gu Wen asked, "Is this a formation?"
"Of course, haven't you learned it?" Lu Chan was surprised to see Gu Wen without any countermeasures but not overly shocked.
"Miscellaneous studies are still miscellaneous studies. Although the martial arts are powerful, focusing solely on overpowering all techniques is not a good practice. Abie Mountain is like this, and so are your other sects. Today, I will give you a lesson."
As her words fell, golden light surged from the ground, transforming into sharp blades.
One spear shattered the blades, but more golden blades condensed in the void, along with chains coiling around his limbs like pythons.
Gu Wen's spear swept through the blades like a blazing fire, shattering them like glass.
The chains at his feet were not unbreakable, snapping one by one.
However, they seemed endless, with new ones appearing as he destroyed them.
His body accumulated wounds from several potentially fatal attacks, all blocked by his protective techniques.
Many wounds, but none fatal.
Much bloodshed, but no real harm.
Was this the fifth on the Earth List?
Gu Wen sensed a hint of danger.
Unlike He Huan, Lu Chan was overwhelming him in the fields of formations and illusions, leaving him with almost no means of resistance.
But why should I compete with her in formations?
Controlling the formation, Lu Chan said leisurely, "Formations utilize the advantages of heaven and earth, a small force can move a large weight. This place faces west, representing the Qian hexagram, and this tower, built of red pine, symbolizes the Li hexagram. Gold and fire, used to set up the Gold-Fire Qian-Li Great Formation. It can kill enemies or trap people. If you want to break free, you need to exert a force equivalent to a thousand pounds to overturn my mere four ounces."
"Perhaps you also understand formations and can see through the secrets of my Gold-Fire Qian-Li Great Formation. But in the field of formations, are you qualified to compete with me?"
All things have their strengths and weaknesses, and there is no perfect method in the world.
Formations have the ability to move a large weight with a small force, but they must allow for weaknesses.
However, formation masters rarely reveal their weaknesses easily, and not everyone understands formations.
"Thank you for the lesson."
A calm voice came, surprising Lu Chan.
Although she was instructing, she was only sharing common knowledge.
Could he see through the formation on the spot?
"This spear is named Zealous Radiance."
Gu Wen's palm radiated spear qi like a blazing fire, reaching a height of ten feet.
Red scales appeared in the fire, and as they brushed against the golden light, it shattered.
The chains broke inch by inch, and specks of golden light drifted down.
Crimson Dragon.
A crimson dragon coiled around Gu Wen, its five claws gripping his shoulders, deeply embedded in his flesh.
The Zealous Radiance Spear's divine form unfolded, enveloping the surroundings in an endless silence of slaughter.
"Dharma... Form!?" Lu Chan slowly uttered two words, even more incredulous than before.
In the world where all things contend, there are three, six, and nine ranks.
Those who excel in the martial path can become the successors of a certain sect, and in the future, they may even reach the realm of Refining Void and Dao Fusion.
This is just the standard for entering the realm of immortality.
Above the geniuses are the prodigies, and above the prodigies are the invincible.
The pinnacle of the martial path lies in the manifestation of the Dharma Form.
Only with the Dharma Form can one be considered at the peak of this path.
The highest achievement in the martial path is the manifestation of the Dharma Form.
If one already possesses the Dharma Form before reaching the peak, they will surpass others even in the future when they ascend to the highest level of the martial path.
Such individuals are often the founding ancestors of the major martial sects today.
Who is he?
Had she never heard of a prodigy in the martial path possessing the Dharma Form?
Gu Wen held his spear, advancing step by step.
The formation had been shattered by the overwhelming power of the Crimson Dragon.
At the second level of the Foundation Establishment, the balance of power shifted.
With this spear, he would test his strength.
After five years of hiding, his rise to power was not a sudden occurrence but a breakthrough to break all shackles.
One spear disperses all methods, destroying the law, even life.
As the illusion dissipated, the corridor ahead was disrupted by the spear qi, and the wall at the corner, several dozen steps away, vanished, revealing a hole wide enough for two people to jump out.
The lights from Dragon Bridge shone in from outside.
"Cough..."
On the sixth floor, Lu Chan coughed up blood, shouting in astonishment, "You bald donkey, how long do you want to watch!"
"Amitabha, Miss Lu, please don't panic."
A burly monk leaped from a distance, landing in front of the room.
With a wine-stained nose, oily stains at the corners of his mouth, and meat shreds between his teeth.
Footsteps echoed from the staircase, and a murderous aura surged from the dark staircase like a tsunami.
A huge dragon claw suddenly extended, followed by the dragon's head slowly emerging, its three-zhang-long body stretching in the night sky, overlooking the entire Dragon Bridge and even Bianjing.
Mortals couldn't see it, but cultivators looked up in awe.
Countless hidden true cultivators gazed up, witnessing the Crimson Dragon Dharma Form without losing its luster.
Wearing a hat, masked, clad in black, holding a spear, his robe stained red from injuries fluttering in the wind.
Gu Wen ascended to the rooftop, swinging his spear.
Half of the night sky was dyed blood-red by the spear qi.
He said coldly, "Your formations and illusions are no match for the Zealous Radiance Spear. You have lost, Lu Chan, ranked sixth on the Earth List."
His calm voice drifted into the room with the night wind, Lu Chan's delicate face tensed, her vermilion lips bitten until they bled.
A great shame, a great shame!
The unguarded monk widened his eyes, sweating profusely.
My Buddha, is this the Dharma Form of the martial path?!
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