"Back then, when I was in the Life Spring Realm, I compressed my limit nineteen times and killed ordinary prodigies of the same realm like ants.”
"I feel that the talent of a Di Zi can be compressed twenty to thirty times!”
The old woman's eyes were filled with envy. Although she was one of the ancestors of the Ye family, she had no hope of breaking through to the Great Emperor realm in her life. It was even a problem if she could enter the Supreme realm in her lifetime.
And Ye Wuchen's talent was destined to become a monarch.
"Jin Lao, what is this so-called limit?”Ye Wuchen asked in confusion. The old woman's last two sentences confused him.
"The so-called limit is not difficult to understand."
"Ordinary people who cultivate to the Life Spring Realm will either directly break through to the Circulation Sea Realm or be stuck at the Life Spring Realm for life.”
"For those with outstanding talent, breaking through is as easy as eating and drinking. When they cultivate to the peak of the Life Spring, the prodigies will try their best to suppress their realm. Every time they compress the spiritual energy of the Life Spring, their foundation will become more stable.”
"Generally, after compressing it ten times, the peak of the Life Spring Realm can match some ordinary Circulation Sea Realm cultivators!”
"His foundation is solid, and he is several times, or even dozens of times stronger than others in the same realm!”
"This is a prodigy!"
The old woman's voice fell into Ye Wuchen's ears, and he instantly had a clear understanding of the paragons of this world.
If he didn't cross it with ordinary people, he would be a prodigy.
At that moment, Ye Wuchen suddenly had the idea of trying. He was not only in the Celestial King Body and the Supreme Being Bone, but also in the Demigod Body. He was afraid that he could compress more than 20 times.
"Elder Jin, I want to go into seclusion."
As soon as Ye Wuchen finished speaking, his figure had already sped toward the small courtyard behind the Purple Cloud Palace. Wherever he passed, waves of air surged! Its might was even more terrifying than some shrunken Circulation Sea Realms.
" Di Zi, I haven't finished…"
The old woman stood where she was, but Ye Wuchen was already sitting cross-legged in the spirit liquid pool.
"From today onwards, I will focus on the Painting of the Nine Immortals and use the Chaos Sword Scripture as a combat technique. After I compress my limits a few times, I should be able to swing my sword at will.”
Ye Wuchen murmured in his heart. He closed his eyes and pushed away all distracting thoughts.
The two star shadows gathered in Ye Wuchen's palm again. At the same time, wisps of the profound meaning of life and death enveloped him.
The spiritual energy surged into the grotto-heaven in his body, forming a surging spring. As more and more spiritual energy gushed out, the grotto-heaven gradually turned into a lake.
However, there were actually two stars above the lake!
If he used his own cultivation to nurture those two stars, what would happen?
Ye Wuchen's heart skipped a beat. He mobilized wisps of Spiritual Qi to flow towards the two stars.
Boom!
A terrifying scene appeared.
The star shadow in Ye Wuchen's palm dissipated, and purple patterns appeared on his skin.
Then, a lotus flower bloomed around his body. Half of the lotus flower was dark blue with cold air rolling around, and the other half was fiery red with hot waves surging around.
The deathly aura turned into an invisible force that strangled everything around it.
The vitality turned into a barrier, protecting Ye Wuchen in the center.
The two stars, with Ye Wuchen as the center, slowly rotated around the lotus.
"This purple pattern? It's the bloodline of an ancient god!"
The old woman, who had been observing from the side, was shocked. The Celestial King Body was already heaven-defying enough, and Ye Wuchen's body also had the Supreme Being Bone. How could there be an Ancient God Bloodline now? After hundreds of thousands of years, she completely lost her composure, but she quickly regained her composure.
"No, these patterns are faintly discernible. This should only be a Demigod body.”
The old woman muttered to herself. Although she only had a Demigod Body, it was not inferior to the Celestial King Body. She had three peerless Innate Abilities in her body. What kind of monster did my Ye family give birth to?
……
Three years passed in the blink of an eye.
On the futon, Ye Wuchen was meditating like an old monk. The Purple Clouds Seal floated quietly above his head. The surrounding space was locked by its pressure, forming a barrier that prevented anyone from approaching.
One day, Ye Wuchen, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.
In the past three years, he had already compressed his limit 29 times. The current Ye Clan's Martial Ancestor had also compressed his limit 28 times back then.
Rumble!
Above the Purple Cloud Palace, a ball of spiritual energy turned into dark clouds that covered the sky.
Immediately after, a wave of air rolled, and Ye Wuchen's aura doubled again!
The compression limit was thirty times.
In the forbidden area of the Ye family, the voices of the Supreme Martial Artists sounded.
" Dustless, this junior is really not bad."
"That's right. As expected of a Martial Monarch Realm expert!”
"How many times do you think he can compress the limit?”
"Probably no less than forty times. I saw that when he compressed his limit just now, it was very easy and didn't seem to be too strenuous.”
"Forty times? Wasn't this too exaggerated? The limit compression was getting harder and harder. Ancestor had only compressed the limit forty times!”
"It's hard to say…just watch."
The voice stopped abruptly, and countless huge divine thoughts quietly watched Ye Wuchen.
The old woman stood guard not far from Ye Wuchen. Her heart was numb.
It had been millions of years since the Ye family had produced such a monstrous genius.
On the futon, Ye Wuchen frowned and said in a low voice," Didn't the old man say that it would get harder and harder to compress the limit ten times? Why don't I feel much change?"”
"Did something go wrong with my cultivation? But everything seems normal."
"Try compressing it a few more times."
In the distance, the old woman heard Ye Wuchen's voice with her cultivation at the peak of the Saint Realm. She was speechless.
Was there such a thing as a blow?
Rumble!
Another voice sounded. The limit of compression was 31 times!
However, this was not the end. With the support of countless spiritual liquids in the pool, Ye Wuchen began to compress his limits crazily.
Boom! 32 times!
33 times!
34 times!
35 times!
……
Fifty times!
The old woman suddenly felt that she had lived in vain for decades.
Look, is this still human?
In the worship forbidden area, the voices of the few Supreme Martial Artists were trembling with excitement, and they were even somewhat incoherent.
"I'm rich…I'm completely rich!"
" I, I…the Ye family wants it!!"
Rumble!
Another voice sounded, and Ye Wuchen compressed the limit again.
Another three days passed.
Ye Wuchen had already compressed his limit eighty-nine times!
The entire Ye Clan's upper echelons were completely alarmed, and countless divine senses were watching this place.
A white-haired old man at the peak of the nirvana ninth transformation said to the surrounding Ye family elders in high spirits,
"This child has compressed his limit eighty-nine times. Even in the Ancient Chaos Era, he can be considered a peerless monster!”
"In the future Immortal Realm, who dares to compete with my Ye Family?”
A voice from the side also agreed." Elder Ye Han is right. When the Emperor's son grows up, he will definitely be invincible in the Celestial Realm. He will look down on the Eight Desolates and be the only one who can rule!”
At this moment, there was another commotion.
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