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Chapter 1063, 1058. Heavenly Demon (Seeking monthly votes for perfect attendance)

Although the words uttered by the Heavenly Demon had no magical power and did not resemble the various languages ​​with wondrous effects that some people had spoken, but were entirely in the Federation language that he was most familiar with, they still made Maren's head feel incredibly dizzy.

These simple words, arranged by this martial artist, are like heavy shackles, making it difficult to even swallow them. He can only understand the literal meaning of "martial arts" and cannot easily apply what he has learned to other martial arts.

Seemingly sensing Ma En's blockage, the Heavenly Demon slowed down its teaching speed, leaving more breathing space between words, making it much smoother for him to swallow.

And as the story continued, the Heavenly Demon seemed to adjust the way he presented the martial arts based on Ma En's reactions. Then, the words flowed into his mind like a gentle stream.

The initial discomfort quickly disappeared without a trace.

Ma En was once again immersed in the Heavenly Demon's narration, slowly listening to his introduction of the entire martial art. However, the Heavenly Demon's words did not end just because he knew all the details of the martial art.

In a way that was almost like a leap, he brought up a detail that had just been mentioned, and used it as a starting point to explain something that seemed to have been said before. But to Mar and Engels, these words gave off a strange feeling that was neither old nor new.

And so, he felt as if he were on a small boat, surrounded by a vast expanse of sea, constantly tossed about by the waves, with no idea whether he was going forward or backward...

The language of the celestial demons is the towering waves that constitute the vast ocean.

Then, after an unknown amount of time—perhaps several days and nights, or perhaps only a few hours—the waves around him finally began to calm down slightly, and with this change, the Heavenly Demon's voice became softer and softer.

His understanding of martial arts deepened over time.

Finally, the waves stopped.

But he remained in the light boat, his breath and mind filled with the new Undying Technique. Naturally, Ma En began meditating and cultivating in peace, attempting to comprehend and digest the new Undying Technique...

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What finally awakened him was an intense feeling of hunger.

When Marne regained consciousness, the morning sun had just shone through the window, and he felt as if all the moisture had been drained from his body, leaving him extremely hungry and thirsty...

He quickly and deftly walked to the bedside table, picked up the water glass that had been sitting there for who knows how long, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Don't rush." ​​The figure of the Heavenly Demon appeared on the wall. "Martial artists also have to learn to adapt to this feeling. You are still far from your limit."

As he put the water glass back in the cabinet, Ma En felt a subtle change in his body. His movements seemed lighter and more steady, but he didn't feel like he had been reborn.

The celestial demon also explained:

"You just replaced the original Undying Technique. If judged by the standards of ordinary major sects, your comprehension is actually quite good, but it is still far behind a true genius martial artist like me, and it is not enough to allow you to break through the realm so smoothly."

"But at least your Qi and blood are now complete, and you're only one difficult step away from sprouting."

At this moment, Ma En had a completely new feeling when he heard Tian Yao call himself a genius. After all, his contact with Tian Yao had always been separated by a veil, and as a non-martial artist, he could hardly truly understand how terrifying Tian Yao was.

But when the demon taught him martial arts, Ma En finally felt how terrifying he was. It was like an ocean, not only did his understanding of martial arts completely fall under his control, but he also couldn't see any limits.

It is as vast as a real ocean.

Even just what he had shown gave him this feeling: if the Heavenly Demon truly possessed a body of equal rank to his own, it would be as overwhelming as the ocean, leaving him helpless. Ma En made no attempt to conceal his feelings:
"The legendary Heavenly Demon is indeed worthy of its reputation."

Upon hearing this, the celestial demon revealed a smile that he had anticipated:
"That's right. Many martial artists underestimate me because I lost to the Divine Fist. They all like superstitious stories, and they always think they can understand reality by using the atmosphere conveyed in the stories."

"These fools have no idea that I am a master they can never reach. Being able to recognize reality is a precious ability, and it is also a hurdle that martial artists must overcome."

"What you just felt wasn't even the real thing; it was just a clever imitation. If I had a real body right now, I could easily overwhelm the entire world with my power."

"Apart from the Divine Fist, no one can rival me."

He showed a proud expression as he spoke, clearly indicating that what he had just said was the result of a deliberate performance.

Hearing this, Mar and Eng were a little curious:

Do you think it's possible for the Divine Fist, who's been locked up, to break free?

The smug demon instantly showed displeasure upon hearing this, but he quickly remembered his somewhat awkward situation, and his drifting consciousness returned to reality:

"I can't really explain it. If God Fist were in a similar state to me, I could easily take care of these guys in a few minutes. But he looks to be in pretty bad shape."

"You may not be able to realize it, but if I had to say, the current Divine Fist is no different from dementia. You haven't truly met that unprecedented martial artist."

"To be honest, I find it hard to imagine what could have led him to this state. I'm quite confident in my martial arts skills, which allow me to maintain my mental focus, but Shenquan is certainly not much worse than me in this aspect."

"You should be more worried about the things that did these things to him than about these little guys in heaven."

Marx and Engels nodded:

"According to you, his situation should be worse than most people's, right?"

The celestial demon agreed:
"He was worse off than most people I've seen, but maybe I'm in such a good situation now because of what he did to me, which kept me away from some dangerous things."

"In short, don't even think about relying on the Divine Fist. He's definitely not as good as me now."

Marx and Engels nodded:

"Okay, so now I should focus all my energy on studying this martial art? But how do I do that? I can feel that I have basically reached the threshold of the Immortal Realm, but I have no idea how to cross it."

"According to this martial art, once you reach this state, entering the realm of immortality is just a matter of a moment, without any special training required, and this seems to be a kind of qualitative change."

"Does this mean I need to develop an understanding of potential? If so, how do I do it?"

The Heavenly Demon nodded:

"That's right, now you need to feel the momentum, since I can't help you with this..."

"Then we'll have to resort to a more traditional approach."

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