653 The Realm of Forming the Elixir (1/2)

Mo Wen unleashed the Glory of Thunder once again. Its attack power had already reached a frightening level. A huge rumble sounded.

The fearsome Saber-Toothed Tiger Demon was sent flying backward, only coming to a stop after smashing through dozens of trees.

The beast lay on the ground, crying out sadly. Blood was oozing from its mouth. Its skull had been split open, leaving a bloody mess of flesh visible. Even brain tissue could be seen. The Saber-Toothed Tiger Demon tried several times to pick itself up from the ground but was unable to manage it.

Mo Wen flew up to the Saber-Toothed Tiger Demon, and with a slash chopped off its head. It had not rolled for more than a meter when, along with the creature's body, it became sparkling starlight. The light was completely absorbed by Mo Wen's body.

The Saber-Toothed Tiger Demon was a mutated variant. The power it had was actually comparable to that of three normal later stage seventh rank monstrous beasts. Its strength made majestic power surge through Mo Wen's body, causing his cultivation to skyrocket.

Suddenly, a sound sounded in Mo Wen's mind, as though something was shifting.

In the dark, a power suddenly appeared. It guided the Inner Qi in Mo Wen's body, allowing it to circulate through him in a completely different way. The circulation pathways that the three ways of practice used began to change again. Mo Wen knew, however, that in the end, no matter how the three paths circulated, the final destination for all the Inner Qi was in his core.

”Am I about to form the Elixir soon?” Mo Wen trembled. He could sense the formless power, which seemed to be guiding him to form the Elixir.

Up until this point, he had kept killing illusionary beasts. The more power he accumulated, the more his cultivation kept growing. Now, however, he had a question on his mind. His cultivation was at the pinnacle of the Embryonic Breathing realm. If he wanted to improve further, he could only do so by forming the Elixir. If he couldn't form it, then how could the rules of this place allow him to continue to gradually grow stronger, even reaching the heights of a Martial Arts Grandmaster?

If he couldn't even form the Elixir, how would he be able to contain the huge power of the Martial Arts Grandmasters in his body?

Now, Mo Wen finally understood. The power in his body must have reached a critical point. The power in the dark was guiding him to form the Elixir, allowing him to truly enter the Golden Elixir realm.

All of this was being guided and controlled by the power. Right now, Mo Wen was more relaxed than he had been in a while. He did not need to do anything and could just sit back and enjoy himself. He just needed to wait for the results.

Right now, Mo Wen was concentrating with all his might, not daring to be careless. His eyes were not lit up with joy. He had still been harboring some doubts about forming the Elixir, but now understood the entire process completely. The next time he formed the Elixir on his own, it would be inevitable, given his familiarity, that he would succeed. He would only lack the finishing touches.

Mo Wen knew that the power that this world gave him was not his own. Instead, it was a power given to him temporarily by the place he was in. Once he left this space, the cultivation that he had gained would disappear.

He was not at all surprised by this. After he left this space, he would still be at the pinnacle of the Embryonic Breathing realm. However, when he wanted to move on to the next level and reach the Golden Elixir realm, it would most likely not be a difficult thing to do.

His experience in the Fighting Spirit Tower could be said to have given him a solid foundation for coalescing the Golden Elixir. Once he left, he could immediately go into seclusion to form the Elixir.

The Inner Qi in his body was circulating frenziedly. However, under the guidance of the mysterious power, everything seemed to be proceeding in a methodical way. It seemed a matter of minutes before a Golden Elixir suddenly appeared in Mo Wen's core.

Mo Wen looked deep inside himself and discovered the Golden Elixir was in the center of his core. It was the size of a ping pong ball. It emanated golden light, shining brilliantly. The Golden Elixir contained power enough to level a mountain.

He had coalesced a Golden Elixir before. He knew that under normal circumstances, the Golden Elixir coalesced by ancient martial art practitioners would only be about the size of a thumb. Only as their cultivation grew would it gradually grow larger. Yet, his Golden Elixir was already equivalent to that of an ordinary ancient martial art practitioner with later stage Golden Elixir realm cultivation.

Of course, Mo Wen was still at the beginning stage of the Golden Elixir realm and was not a later stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner. In terms of realm, there wasn't much of a difference. The only difference was the potential for further development. A Golden Elixir like Mo Wen's clearly had a lot of room for further development. Maybe when he broke through to the intermediate stage Golden Elixir realm, he could trade blows with ancient martial art practitioners at the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir Realm.

In reality, the reason why Mo Wen practiced three martial arts methods simultaneously before this was because he was always thinking about his future potential. In the short term, three martial arts methods being practiced simultaneously would most likely not be as effective as practicing just one. If Mo Wen practiced just one martial arts method, combined with so many panacea and miraculous encounters, he most likely would have broken through to the Golden Elixir realm long ago.

Once the Golden Elixir was formed, Mo Wen felt an unprecedented power. With a wave of his hand, he caused a gale to sweep past, shaking the surrounding trees to be shaken until they fell left and right and causing some smaller trees to be uprooted.

Mo Wen felt that right now, even if he encountered a pinnacle of the seventh rank monstrous beast, he would have the power to take it on.

Two masses of gentle light floated over from the place where the Saber-Toothed Tiger Demon had fallen. One was silver and the other was blue. Mo Wen walked over and held the two masses of light in his hands.

A medium grade Unsealing Light and a medium grade Recovery Light! A look of glee flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. He had not expected that he would actually obtain two drops from a fallen beast at the same time, and that both would be medium grade.

Before this, he had obtained many drops, but there were all low-grade ones. A medium grade had never appeared.

A medium grade Recovery Light could cause a later stage or pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner to instantly recover all their Inner Qi. With Mo Wen's current cultivation, using a medium grade Recovery Light seemed like a bit of a luxury. With just three low-grade Recovery Lights, he could achieve the same result.

Unless there were special circumstances, he would most likely not use it.