Vol 2 Chapter 25.1 (1/2)

Book 2 - Fame Spreads

Chapter 25.1 - Xiantian True Qi

Looking at his hands, an idea suddenly emerged in He Yiming’s mind.

He extended his hands flat out before clasping his palms and making a bizarre seal. This was precisely the Hidden Needle Imprint invented by him, which could also be considered a type of Xiantian battle skill.

As the True Qi inside his body circulated through the predetermined course, the center of his palms faintly swelled before shooting two streams of air at a lightning fast speed.

These two streams were no longer soundless and colorless. They carried a faint red glow and had been shot with a severe air-cleaving sound.

Their speed was such that even He Yiming merely saw a red glow flickering before him.

His jaw dropped in alarm as he looked ahead with a bewildered gaze.

Before him was the valley’s stone wall. At this moment, two fist-sized holes had mysteriously appeared on the wall. Furthermore, in the depths of the holes, a scorched black color could be seen, emitting white mist that was rising in spirals.

He Yiming gulped. Even he himself was not fully convinced whether he was responsible for this outcome.

He sucked in a deep breath before extending his arms out again. True Qi slowly circulated from his Dantian to his meridians before arriving in his arms.

A bit of True Qi slowly spread around from the center of his palms. Suddenly, a strange red-colored substance grew out from the center of his palms.

He Yiming’s face turned exceptionally grave. He focused his whole attention on this strange substance.

He was quite certain that this was precisely the True Qi. The particular True Qi of his body which had been aroused with the help of Blaze technique.

His figure flickered, disappearing from his original position. The next moment, he’d arrived before the stone wall. He lightly waved his hand. With a scattering sound, countless dust particles dropped down from the wall.

As He Yiming closely observed, a deep trench appeared on the wall’s surface.

This was the harm caused by the True Qi after leaving the body.

This was the biggest difference between a cultivator’s Internal Energy and True Qi. Regardless of how strong one’s Internal Energy can become, it can never leave one’s body as an offensive measure. Once Internal Energy left the body, regardless of how strong it might be, it would disappear without a trace even before it could travel an inch outside one’s body.

To injure somebody from a distance, Houtian cultivators only had two options. First- to cultivate a Xiantian battle skill similar to Hidden Needle Imprint, which could only be accomplished by a genius.

The other method was much simpler and also the method used by the majority of Houtian cultivators- the use of secret weapons. Be it a flying needle slenderly hidden within cattle fur, or bow and arrow, or flowers and leaves, anything could be used to injure somebody from a distance.

However, the prerequisite was that one’s Internal Energy must be able to sustain the flight of whatever object was being used. Apart from this, there was no way for Houtian cultivators to accomplish this feat.

However, Xiantian’s True Qi was evidently different. Even if this power were to venture outside the body, under the manipulation through the True Qi inside the body, it could interact with the Worldly Qi outside, thereby accomplis.h.i.+ng the feat of injuring somebody from a distance.

He Yiming’s True Qi was quite shallow- far from the optimal state. However, by comparison, this was a qualitative leap, and it represented his formal entry into the Xiantian realm.

He sucked in a deep breath. As the True Qi inside his body unceasingly

circulated, his figure moved about at a lightning fast speed. His two hands relentlessly waved, and his two palms seemed to have grown two and a half meters long with red-colored light-swords on them.

These two light-swords seemed substantial, transforming everything they touched into ashes.