I Have Unlimited Dantians

’Invincible Defense? Not even a Spiritual Soldier could pierce it?’ Nie Yun took a deep breath, his eyes narrowing.

’If I have to fight to pass, then I have nothing to fear.’

"Let’s do this!"

Nie Yun’s body blurred into motion. He slid forward, raising his right fist as he condensed all the True Qi in his body into a single point and smashed it down.

Still as a virgin, swift as a fleeing hare!

His speed was so extreme that an ordinary person wouldn’t have been able to see what was happening. But the Copper Armor Puppet seemed to know Nie Yun’s movements in advance, swaying its body to evade the strongest point of the attack and meeting him with a punch of its own.

This punch held no True Qi fluctuations, yet it was solid and heavy. The powerful force of the fist made it hard to breathe before it even arrived.

Pure physical strength!

This Copper Armor Puppet was comparable to an ordinary Secret Realm Powerhouse using just its pure physical strength!

BANG!

As their fists collided, Nie Yun was forced back seven or eight steps.

STOMP! STOMP!

The Copper Armor Puppet, which also retreated two steps, seemed not to have expected the young man before it to possess such power.

"You’re not bad. Your strength has already reached the Ultimate Venerable Peak. You’re just a hair’s breadth away from the Secret Realm!"

After that one clash of fists, the Copper Armor Puppet seemed to realize that Nie Yun was no simple character, and a grave look appeared in its eyes.

"I am indeed not bad, but I was using less than half of my combat strength just now!"

Nie Yun smiled faintly.

This wasn’t an empty boast. He had only used his True Qi Power, not his Great Strength Dantian or Dark Force.

He couldn’t connect with his Storage Dantian, but his Great Strength Dantian and other Dantians were still usable.

"Less than half your combat strength? We’ll see about that. This next punch will use the strongest techniques and power of the Ultimate Venerable Peak. If you can take it and survive, you pass. If you can’t, you die!"

Hearing the young man claim he had used less than half his strength, the Copper Armor Puppet seemed to grow angry. It snorted coldly and suddenly threw a punch.

Before the fist even reached him, Nie Yun felt a wave of hot air wash over his face. All the air in the hall seemed to gather around that fist, and the immense power caused the puppet’s armor to emit a grating "CREAK, CREAK" sound.

"Alright, let me test the strongest techniques and power of your Ultimate Venerable Peak! Great Strength Dantian, Qi Sea Power, thirty-two layers of Dark Force!"

With a long cry, the muscles on Nie Yun’s right fist bulged abruptly, rippling with countless small knots as he met the Copper Armor Puppet’s punch head-on.

A head-on collision, devoid of any technique!

"Courting death!"

Seeing the young man didn’t even try to dodge and was meeting it head-on, the Copper Armor Puppet sneered. ’My body is indestructible. Even a Secret Realm Powerhouse would have trouble harming me. To dare meet me head-on... I don’t know if I should call you an idiot or just tired of living!’

BANG!

Just as it was thinking this, their fists met.

CRACK! CRACK!

The Copper Armor Puppet only felt an immense force rush toward it. After a series of crisp snaps, it was sent flying backward with a WHOOSH, crashing heavily to the ground. Its arm had been broken in several places.

"This is impossible... My arm..."

The Copper Armor Puppet saw the young man hadn’t moved an inch, while it had been sent flying with its arm broken in several places. A look of utter disbelief appeared in its eyes.

’I’m a Puppet, indestructible, with power so great it would make even a Secret Realm cultivator tremble! How could a mere Ultimate Venerable break my arm and send me flying with a single punch? This defies all logic!’

"Heh, my apologies. Does this mean I’ve passed this trial?"

Exhaling, Nie Yun looked at the puppet lying on the ground and asked with a smile.

His True Qi Power of 9,999 mammoths, plus the Great Strength Dantian’s 5,000 mammoths, combined with 32 layers of Dark Force—even an ordinary Secret Realm Powerhouse would be killed by one of Nie Yun’s punches. Though the puppet was formidable, it was still no match when suddenly faced with such power.

Of course, that was because it had suppressed its cultivation. If it had unleashed its full power, Nie Yun would have definitely been the one injured.

"Your strength is astonishing. You pass!"

Although shocked, the puppet nodded. It stood up, and with a movement of its arm and another "CRACK, CRACK" sound, the broken sections easily reconnected. It then turned and walked away.

"Your strength is great, but the next trial won’t be so easy. It’s a test of wisdom and observation. If you can’t pass, retreat immediately. That way, you might survive!"

The Copper Armor Puppet seemed to have developed a mutual respect for Nie Yun’s strength, as it stopped after a few steps to offer this piece of advice.

"Thank you for the warning, Senior!"

Nie Yun knew this puppet had existed for an unknown number of years and was worthy of being called "Senior." He cupped his fist in respect.

"Hmph." The Copper Armor Puppet didn’t refuse the gesture. It turned and walked away, disappearing in the blink of an eye. The moment it vanished, Nie Yun felt the world spin around him again. When everything stabilized, he found himself standing before a massive mural.

The mural was seven or eight *zhang* high and over ten *zhang* wide, depicting a battle between a three-eyed powerhouse and a Flood Dragon.

The three-eyed powerhouse held a long halberd, thrusting it forward fiercely and tearing the surrounding space. The Flood Dragon, meanwhile, had its great mouth wide open, its whiskers flying. A river seemed to hang from its maw as a waterfall descended from the sky, submerging the entire land.

Although it was just a mural, the aura of the battle emanated from it—powerful and magnificent. Fortunately, Nie Yun’s soul had already reached the Half-Step Spirit Realm. If it had been even a fraction weaker, he would have been overwhelmed by the frenzied battle intent and turned into an imbecile.

For a single painting to possess such might, it was clear how immensely powerful its creator must have been!

Looking closer, the entire painting was inlaid into a massive piece of jade, perfectly fitted without the slightest gap or flaw. The artist’s name was written in the bottom right corner of the painting.

"Zihua Daoist battled the Flood Dragon at Tiantu Mountain, Liuhua!"

There were only these few words, with no seals or anything of the sort.

However, the calligraphy of these words was wild and flamboyant, like a Silver Hook and Iron Drawing. A single glance could make one’s blood boil, and a wisp of Sword Qi seemed ready to leap from the strokes, suggesting the artist possessed extremely powerful Swordsmanship.

’What profound Swordsmanship! If I could learn even a tenth of it, I could probably make a name for myself across the entire Floating Heaven Continent!’

Feeling this Sword Qi, Nie Yun was deeply shaken. In the Floating Heaven Continent, the one most skilled with the sword was the Sword God Sect. But their most widely practiced technique, the Sky-Breaking Silence Supreme Sword Technique, was like a child meeting an adult when compared to this Sword Qi—there was simply no comparison.

The Sword Qi left behind in just these few words was so incredible; if one could learn the entirety of his Swordsmanship, their power would be such that likely no one in the Floating Heaven Continent could match them.

"I left this painting behind in my younger days. I was not in a good mood when I painted it, and so there is a fatal flaw within this work. Successor, if you can add a single stroke to mend this flaw and make it whole, you will pass this trial! If you paint incorrectly and insult my work, you will be torn apart by Sword Qi! You have one hour. If you still have not solved it after one hour, you will also be torn apart!"

The deep, heavy voice continued to echo in the room.

’A flaw? This painting has a flaw?’ Nie Yun was stunned, his expression turning grave.

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