Starting from becoming a god, I travel through the heavens.

Time flies, and two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside the library on the fourth floor, Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his aura deep and restrained, his long hair flowing over his shoulders, and a copy of the Daoist Canon in his arms.

The window opened, and a gentle breeze blew in, caressing his face and ruffling a strand of his hair. The Taoist Canon in his arms was also stirred by the breeze, turning a few pages.

Swish!

The next moment, Zhao Sheng opened his eyes, a sharp light flashing between them. He gently exhaled, and a breath of energy transformed into a short sword that shot out, shattering two glass windows with a bang before disappearing.

The commotion alerted the disciples guarding the library, as well as Zhang Tianshi, who was practicing his martial arts nearby. "Master, could this commotion mean that person has emerged from seclusion?" asked the young Taoist disciple beside him.

"I don't know, we'll find out when we get there." Zhang Tianshi flicked his whisk, then put on airs and headed towards the library, with the young Taoist following silently.

"Two months of sitting in meditation, contemplating movement and stillness; reading countless treasures, lost in blissful silence!"

"The battle between Taoism and Buddhism, like dragons and tigers, culminates in the union of the Golden Elixir, and I attain enlightenment!"

"Once I swallow this golden elixir, know that my fate is not in the hands of heaven!"

Zhao Sheng stood up, put his hands behind his back, and softly recited a poem. He strode away from the library. His qi and blood converged in his dantian, condensing into something similar to a golden pill, which was the source of his strength.

As Zhao Shenggang stepped out of the library, he saw Zhang Tianshi approaching with his young disciple, his voice growing louder as he said, "Congratulations on your exit from the library, fellow Daoist."

"Celestial Master, you are too kind. Two months ago, I borrowed the library to read some books and left my insights there. Now that I have achieved enlightenment, I will no longer stay on Longhu Mountain."

"Then I won't insist that you stay any longer, fellow Daoist. You are welcome to come and visit when you have time."

"Definitely." Zhao Sheng nodded and went down the mountain.

"He has the appearance of a dragon ascending to heaven, but I wonder if he will be able to reach the realm of 'god' in the future," Zhang Tianshi murmured, sighed softly, and left.

His life's achievements could only reach the level of Dan Jin; it was impossible for him to advance any further unless he abandoned the vast foundation of Longhu Mountain to pursue the realm of "God".

The phrase "ascending to the dragon's form" refers not only to the destiny and status of the supreme ruler, but also to the highest realm in Chinese martial arts—breaking through the void and becoming indestructible in the face of the gods!

Zhao Sheng returned to the capital to visit Elder Xiao, Elder Yan and others, and explained his experience in breaking through to the Dan Jin level. Unfortunately, they were old and their hearts were also old. They only wanted to retire peacefully and did not want to pursue any more martial arts.

He didn't force anyone. After chatting for a few days, he left and visited various well-known schools and sects in China, borrowing their accumulated martial arts techniques and incorporating them into his own style.

Subsequently, Zhao Sheng visited several martial arts masters in China, exchanged insights on boxing techniques, and had friendly sparring sessions before leaving satisfied.

During this time, his actions attracted the attention of the leader of the world's number one assassin organization, who turned some of his attention to the China region, thinking, "Another rising Dan Jin."

His expression was indifferent, and his voice was devoid of any emotion, like a 'god' looking down upon all living beings. And indeed, his Taoist name was 'God,' which gives you an idea of ​​his martial arts path.

Looking down upon all living beings, a god among men!

However, he did indeed possess the qualifications. He was the world's first expert to break through to the Divine Strength level, and also a martial arts fanatic who thirsted for progress in martial arts and boxing techniques. This was the purpose behind creating the god organization.

At this time, Zhao Sheng was unaware that "God" had taken notice of him. Instead, he used his connections with Elder Xiao to find the ancestral prison where Ba Liming was being held.

Zu Lao, a prison for serious offenders and special individuals, is the most strictly controlled prison in China.

Zhao Sheng followed behind a prison guard. He could tell at a glance that the guard had practiced some kind of martial art. It was Shaolin short-range boxing, a type of external martial art, and it also had some resemblance to Bajiquan.

He wasn't surprised; this was where Ba Liming was being held, and it was quite normal for some prison guards to occasionally receive instruction in martial arts.

"Teacher Ba is inside. I'll be back in a bit." With that, the prison guard left. This prison is special; fighting is allowed to vent frustration, otherwise Teacher Ba wouldn't have become the prison bully here.

The prisoners here see him as a fierce god; his domineering and fierce aura is no exaggeration!

Zhao Sheng opened the door and entered, seeing a burly man sitting cross-legged on the bed. His aura was oppressive, and just sitting there made people afraid to move forward, even though their feet were in heavy shackles.

The oppression of a person comes from the mind and the aura, and the burly man in front of him is the Martial Ancestor - Ba Liming!

"Hmm?" Ba Liming opened his eyes, and the space fell silent for a moment. He only glanced at Zhao Sheng before looking away and concealing his aura. "A newly promoted Dan Jin Grandmaster?"

Reaching the Dan Jin realm signifies transcending the mundane. The path of a martial artist at this level is as solid as a rock, and it is clearly impossible to suppress them through aura or mere observation.

"Hmm." Zhao Sheng nodded instantly, took a step forward, leaving a shallow footprint on the ground, and threw a powerful punch. His spine surged with power like a dragon emerging from the sea, his muscles and skin trembling.

His punches were fierce and domineering, carrying the overwhelming force of several Dan Jin masters. He moved at will, striking first and gaining the upper hand.

Now that Zhao Sheng has entered the Dan Jin realm, his strength has skyrocketed, surpassing even his Hua Jin form. His explosive power is even more formidable and fierce, making him a match for even seasoned Dan Jin practitioners, despite being a newcomer.

boom!

Ba Liming stood up, his feet forward, and his fist struck out with equal speed and power. The Great Vajra Wheel Fist was his specialty, a martial art he had mastered to the bone.

Over the years, he has been focusing on martial arts training in the ancestral prison, studying the Chinese martial arts he has learned, integrating his skills, and cultivating his martial arts to a higher level.

After years of silence, it has erupted today!

Zhao Sheng took a step back and stood firm, completely dissipating the force of the attack. With a slight tremor, his clothes turned to dust, revealing his strong upper body. He had failed to dissipate Ba Liming's force.

It can only be said that he truly deserves the title of "Martial Ancestor," and his strength is unmatched by ordinary Dan Jin masters.

However, Zhao Sheng was skilled in both internal and external martial arts, and had mastered and integrated various styles of boxing, reaching a higher level of skill. Therefore, Ba Liming's strength posed no threat to him.

Ba Liming took two steps back, circulating his energy to dissipate the residual energy that had invaded his body. He was filled with fighting spirit; it had been many years since he had encountered such a powerful opponent. "Haha!! Let's go again."

Ba Liming laughed loudly and stepped forward again. This time he was serious. He made a fist and threw a punch with amazing force and great momentum, like the bright star Mars, which caused all the heroes in the world to rebel.

His spirit was immense, and his fist strikes even dared to shake an imperial star! What audacity!

Zhao Sheng lowered his eyelids, knowing that his opponent would not stop until they fought to the bitter end. He stepped forward, his fist pressing down with immense force and overwhelming momentum, his aura even stronger than Ba ​​Liming's.

"Severing all paths, my way is eternal!"

Zhao Sheng unleashed the Severing Path Seal, the first time he had used it against a martial artist of the same level, and it was in a clash with Ba Liming's fist seal—the first collision of their fist techniques!

boom! !

The shockwave slammed into the surrounding walls, making a "bang, bang, bang" sound, as if something was hitting the walls. The prison trembled a few times, alerting the prisoners in the other cells. Knowing that the sound came from the prison bully's cell, they continued to huddle in the corner, trembling.

Ba Liming hasn't even left yet and another monster has arrived. Does the higher-ups intend to bury them here?

They weren't skilled in martial arts, and they couldn't hear clearly what the prison guard had just said to Zhao Sheng, so they thought he was a newly arrived, freakish fellow inmate.

Zhao Sheng shook his numb arm, his blood and qi were flowing backward, and his face was slightly flushed. Ba Liming's arm was already numb, and his eyes changed when he looked at the former. His face was also flushed due to the reverse flow of blood and qi.

"You are very strong, I lost." Ba Liming readily admitted, walked back to the bedside and sat down. He was a master of Chinese martial arts and a Dan Jin martial artist, so admitting that he was inferior to his opponent was not difficult for him.

He, Ba Liming, has always been upright and honest. Winning and losing are common occurrences in war; at worst, he can always win it back.

"You're nearing the end of your Dan Jin path. I'm here to exchange ideas," Zhao Sheng said calmly, sitting cross-legged on the ground and looking at Ba Liming across from him.

He and Ba Liming were merely sparring, not to the point of a life-or-death duel. In the end, he stopped the Broken Dao Seal Fist stance, otherwise it would have truly turned into a life-or-death enmity.

Ba Liming was not surprised by Zhao Sheng's words and shared his insights on Dan Jin over the years without reservation: "Dan Jin is the fusion of internal energy to form a golden elixir similar to that in Taoism. This is just the beginning of Dan Jin."

"After entering the Dan Jin stage, one needs to continue cultivating one's own strength to condense the golden core within the body. When the golden core is condensed to the point where it can no longer be condensed, that is the end of Dan Jin."

"Therefore, cultivating the Dan Jin realm is very simple; one only needs to solidify the golden core and increase one's strength..."

Ba Liming spoke very seriously, and Zhao Sheng listened very attentively. They quickly finished exchanging their insights and continued to discuss martial arts techniques, boxing principles, and boxing styles.

Since Zhao Sheng entered the Dan Jin realm, his talent and comprehension have increased. He should be considered a genius, as he can easily integrate what he learns into his own fist techniques.

Even in the form of punches, he absorbs the opponent's intent and momentum, making it nourishment for his own martial arts.