Starting as dockworkers, they swept through Chongqing.

Xilun raised his head.

Above 350 zhang, the cliffs become even steeper, with many places even tilting outwards, leaving almost no cracks for people to step on.

He reached out and grabbed a protrusion, his five fingers embedding themselves directly into the rock.

After achieving physical perfection, the pure physical strength is no longer comparable to what it used to be.

The hard, lightning-struck rock was like ordinary soil under his fingers.

Xilun exerted force with both arms, leaping more than ten zhang upwards. In mid-air, a bolt of lightning struck, but he raised his hand and guided it into his body.

Blue-white lightning flowed along his chest.

The eagle-shaped thunder spirit suddenly flapped its wings.

A faint cry of an eagle seemed to rise amidst the thunder.

A commotion arose among the crowd below.

"Three hundred and seventy feet!"

"He hasn't stopped yet!"

"Three hundred and eighty feet!"

Bruno's relaxed expression gradually disappeared, replaced by seriousness.

He had anticipated that Xilun would be able to cross 380 zhang, but he hadn't expected the other party to do it so easily.

Even now, Xiren's breathing has not changed noticeably.

A strange look flashed in Elena's eyes as well.

She visited several times during her retreat in Xilun.

Swain said that Xilun's refining of the Blood Pill went very smoothly, and that achieving physical perfection was almost inevitable.

A perfect physique only means that the body has been fully tempered, but it does not mean that one can ignore the thunder of Thunder Cliff.

Xilun's ability to get this far is not solely due to his physical strength.

And there's also the increasingly powerful lightning-like talent within him.

Three hundred and ninety feet.

The clouds suddenly dropped low.

The lightning here is no longer falling in isolated bursts.

Dozens of fine electric arcs formed a silvery-white lightning net, moving back and forth along the cliff face.

Anyone who enters will simultaneously experience impacts from all directions.

Xilun's long black robe was quickly torn in several places by the lightning.

A needle-like pain also came from my skin.

But his steps only paused for a moment.

call!

suck!

The Great Thunder Breathing Method is activated.

His lungs throbbed, and his muscles tensed.

The silver-white lightning covering his entire body was drawn by his breath, surging into the heart of the Thunder Dragon along a specific route.

After being transformed by the heart, it is then dispersed to the skin, flesh, and bones.

The eagle-shaped thunder spirit became increasingly clear in my mental perception.

No longer afraid of the lightning net, it spread its wings and absorbed all the wandering lightning around it into its body.

West London continues its upward trajectory.

step.

Two steps.

Ten zhang is not a long distance.

Within the dense network of lightning, every step was enough to paralyze the body of an ordinary third-tier extraordinary being.

When Xiren's right hand gripped the edge of a flat rock platform, everyone below held their breath.

Four hundred zhang!

He flipped himself onto the platform, his bare feet firmly planted on the charred rocks.

Boom!

As if in response to his arrival, thunderclouds roared deafeningly.

The area below the main cliff was completely boiling over.

"He's climbed four hundred zhang!"

"How is this possible?"

"Only a few of the top ten in the inner courtyard can cultivate at the four-hundred-foot level, right?"

"Isn't the Xilun Tower ranked forty-seventh?"

"The Linglong Tower tests more than just physical strength, and rankings don't fully represent physical power. He's only just reached the peak of physical fitness; how could he possibly be stronger than those disciples who have been tempering their strength for years?"

Grena's face flushed with excitement.

Bruno didn't speak, but just stared at the figure on the four-hundred-foot platform.

He now finally understood just how much improvement Xilun had gained during his six-month seclusion.

Xilun stood at the edge of the platform and glanced down.

The figures below the cliff had become extremely small, the clouds and mist swirled beneath their feet, and the buildings of Star Ring City in the distance were reduced to blurry outlines.

The 400-zhang platform is narrower than the 350-zhang platform.

The surface of the stone wall is covered with deep pits caused by lightning strikes, and some places still retain traces of meditation left by predecessors.

Xilun did not begin cultivating immediately.

He walked a few steps inward along the platform and suddenly noticed that the thunder patterns on the right stone wall were somewhat different.

The lightning patterns were too neat.

It doesn't look like it's naturally formed.

Xilun raised his hand and wiped away the scorched ash, revealing a line of ancient text.

Below the text, there is a strange pattern.

It was a lightning-type sea monster swirling in a deep-sea whirlpool.

Sea monsters do not have the long, slender bodies of dragons; instead, they have broad carapaces and nine thick tentacles.

Each wristband is wrapped with ring-shaped lightning patterns, with a vortex-like lightning core at the center.

The Golden Thunder Vortex Sutra.

Siron recognized the name at the beginning of the text.

This is not a simple method of physical strength, nor is it a complete breathing technique. Rather, it is a special body-tempering scripture that uses external lightning to temper the physical body.

Cultivators need to draw lightning into their bodies, circulating the lightning according to the scripture's route, condensing it into a golden lightning vortex within their skin, flesh, bones, and internal organs.

Each time a complete tempering process is completed, a very faint lightning pattern will appear on the body.

The scripture has nine turns in total.

After the Nine Revolutions are completed, the nine lightning patterns are interconnected, and even without using protective energy, the physical body is strong enough to withstand a direct attack from an ordinary fourth-tier extraordinary being.

Xilun's gaze narrowed slightly.

Physical strength can withstand a fourth-tier opponent!

Even if it is only able to contend with ordinary fourth-order beings, rather than powerful figures like Swain who have access to the power of the handle, it is enough to prove the power of this scripture.

But the warning following the text is equally striking.

The Golden Thunder Vortex is modeled after the body structure of the "Nine-Vortex Golden Thunder Beast," a deep-sea thunder-type alien species.

Humans and sea beasts have vastly different flesh and blood. If one is not careful during cultivation, the lightning will go out of control within the body, causing damage to the meridians at best, and even a ruptured heart at worst.

Moreover, with each additional transformation completed, the amount of lightning one must endure in the next transformation will increase exponentially.

"Did you find that scripture?"

A voice suddenly came from behind.

Xilun turned around and looked.

A short-haired young man walked over from the other side of the 400-foot platform.

He was shirtless, his skin a bronze color from long-term tempering, and two faint golden thunder patterns were faintly visible on his chest.

When the lightning struck him, it would form tiny vortexes along the two lines and then be quickly drawn into his body.

Xilun had seen this man before.

The tenth person on the Linglong Pagoda stele is Randall, a disciple of the Inner Court.

The opponent is also one of the top ten experts who are still in the inner courtyard, and his cultivation has reached the third level of the extreme realm.

"Senior Brother Randall." Xiren nodded slightly.

Randall looked him over, his gaze lingering for a moment on Siron's body, which showed no obvious injuries.

"Is this your first time at 400 zhang?"

"Yes."

"You were able to stand firmly on your first try; no wonder Elder Swain took you on as his personal disciple."

Randall walked to the stone wall and raised his hand to touch the sea monster pattern below the inscription.

"This 'Golden Thunder Vortex Sutra' is said to have been deduced more than a hundred years ago by a senior monk from a monastery after he killed the Nine-Vortex Golden Thunder Beast, based on the physical structure of that sea beast."

"Are there many people who have successfully cultivated?" Xilun asked.

"Many people succeeded on their first turn."

Randall pointed to the two pale golden lightning patterns on his chest, "Those who can actually reach the second stage are less than a third of those who reach the first stage, and as for the fourth stage and above, you can count them on one hand in the entire inner courtyard."

Xilun looked at the two lightning patterns.

"You practiced two rotations?"

"It took three years."

Randall didn't hide anything, "The first transformation took half a year, the second transformation took more than two years, and now the third lightning pattern still hasn't taken shape."

Xilun's brow twitched slightly.

Randall's ability to rank tenth in the inner court speaks volumes about his talent and strength.

It took him three years to cultivate to the second stage, which shows how difficult this method truly is.

"Is Tinos also cultivating?" Xilun asked.

Randall glanced at him with a hint of surprise.

"Your relationship doesn't seem to be very good."

"He caused me trouble."

"Many people in the inner court know about this."

Randall chuckled. "Tinos has indeed cultivated the Golden Thunder Vortex Scripture, and he is currently the person with the highest cultivation level in the Inner Academy."

Xilun awaits the next development quietly.

"Six cycles complete."

Randall's tone became more serious. "The reason he can maintain his second place in the inner courtyard is only one of the reasons. The Six-Turn Golden Thunder Vortex Scripture gives his body extremely strong resistance to most kinds of power."

Xilun recalled the conflict in the workshop corridor.

At that time, Tinos was seriously injured by Swain's gunshot, so it was indeed impossible to see the true strength of his body-refining technique.

"How long did it take to reach the sixth level?"

"Nearly ten years."

Randall said, "And it gets harder and harder as you go on. He only took three months to complete the first stage of cultivation. Back then, many people thought he could master all nine stages and become the first disciple in decades to physically contend with a fourth-tier disciple using this method."

"And then?"

"The second transformation took eight months, the third a year and a half, the fourth nearly two years, and by the fifth and sixth transformations, the time, medicinal materials, and lightning-type materials consumed were already an astonishing number."

Randall shook his head.

"He stayed at the sixth job advancement for three years and has not yet actually started the seventh job advancement."

Why?

"Different body structures."

Randall pointed to the Nine-Vortex Golden Thunder Beast on the stone wall, "This scripture is ultimately simulating a thunder-type sea beast. Humans do not have its thunder core, nor do they have nine tentacles that can share the thunder. In the first stage, they can rely on their strong physique to endure it, but the difference becomes more and more obvious as they progress."

"Many cultivators don't lack talent, but their bodies can't handle it."

At this point, Randall patted his chest.

"When I reached the second stage of enlightenment, my heart stopped beating for more than a dozen breaths. If the elder hadn't intervened, I would have been dead."

Siron looked back at the scripture.

Normal humans cannot simulate lightning-type sea monsters.

But he is not exactly the same.

He possesses the Thunder Dragon Heart obtained from hunting the Sea Dragon.

The heart can temper its own lightning blood and absorb external lightning, transforming violent lightning power into gentle lightning energy.

With its massive tendons, it can withstand impacts far exceeding those of ordinary people.

The newly transformed eagle-shaped Thunder Spirit possesses an almost instinctive affinity for lightning.

In addition, he also practiced the Great Thunder Sound Breathing Technique.

A complete thunder cycle has been formed between breathing, heart, tendons, and thunder spirit.

This body-strengthening scripture, which instilled fear in others, seemed to fit his body perfectly.

Xilun approached the stone wall and, starting from the first line, memorized the contents of the "Golden Thunder Vortex Sutra" word by word.

Randall was not surprised to see this.

Almost everyone who climbs the 400-zhang platform for the first time will try to practice this method.

However, most people will understand the difference between humans and sea monsters after they actually attract lightning into their bodies.

"If you want to try, you'd better go back and prepare some heart-protecting medicine first," Randall reminded him. "The first turn is the easiest, but you can't be careless."

Thank you.

Siron wrote down the last passage of scripture, but did not practice it on the spot.

He has only just reached the pinnacle of physical strength and needs to allow his body to adapt to the new power.

Moreover, the circulation path of the Golden Thunder Vortex Scripture is extremely complex and must be carefully deduced in conjunction with the Moon Memory Meditation Method. One cannot rashly draw thunder into the body.

boom!

Another bolt of lightning struck.

Xilun stood still, letting the lightning cover his body.

Randall watched as the lightning was rapidly devoured by the Thunder Dragon Heart, his gaze gradually becoming serious.

Xilun's ability to withstand the thunder seems to be stronger than he imagined.

"Can you keep going up?" Randall suddenly asked.

Xilun looked up at something over four hundred feet away.

The thunderclouds there were completely close to the rock face, and the electric light was so dense that it was almost liquid.

Even after staring at it for just a moment, I felt a faint stinging sensation on my skin.

"Not now."

Xilun answered truthfully.

Although his physique could withstand a four-hundred-foot-long bolt of lightning, his strength and spirit would be rapidly depleted if he went any higher.

Randall nodded.

Being able to recognize one's limits is more valuable than blindly pushing one's limits.

Xilun stayed on the 400-zhang platform for half an hour, nourishing the eagle-shaped thunder spirit to saturation, before descending the mountain along the rock wall.

Unlike going uphill, the descent was much faster.

He used the Canglang Step to control his body, stepping on the protrusions of the rock wall with each footfall. Lightning followed his figure and fell continuously, but it could not stop him from falling.

Three hundred feet.

Two hundred feet.

One hundred zhang.

Xilun leaped down from the last ten or so feet.

boom!

He landed barefoot, his knees slightly bent, dissipating all the force of the fall into his feet.

The nearby rocks were not broken in large areas; only a ring of dust spread outwards.

This precise control over power surprised some experts even more than climbing four hundred feet.

After a moment of silence, an uncontrollable murmur erupted from the crowd.

"He really climbed four hundred zhang!"

"Reaching a position that only the top ten in the inner court can achieve right after leaving the seclusion is outrageous."

"He's ranked forty-seventh in the Linglong Tower, but that's only because he didn't have a fully developed physique when he entered the tower half a year ago. If he were to enter the tower again now, his ranking would probably rise."

"Is a new star about to emerge in the inner court?"

A gray-robed disciple gazed in the direction Xilun had left, his expression complex.

"He's more than just a rising star. At his cultivation speed, he might very well have a place in the Star Ring Ranking Tournament five years from now."

After he said that, there was a brief silence around him.

The spots in the Star Ring Ranking Tournament have always been considered a sure thing by the top students in the Inner Academy.

Although Siren had a track record, he had only been in the monastery for a short time. Many people thought it would be quite remarkable if he could rank in the top twenty after five years.

But after climbing four hundred feet today, everything is different.

The news spread quickly throughout the inner courtyard.

In the evening, Tinos stood in a training ground covered with blue fire patterns. After listening to his follower's report, his face darkened slightly.

"He just reached the peak of his physical strength and already climbed four hundred feet?"

"Many people saw it," the henchman whispered. "Randall was also on the 400-foot platform at the time, and he talked with Xilun for a long time."

With a flick of his wrist, Tinos unleashed a ball of blue embers.

Within the flames, six extremely faint golden lightning patterns spread from the wrist all the way to the shoulder.

"Just lucky."

He slowly tightened his five fingers, and the blue flames went out.

"The Thunder Cliff tests one's affinity with thunder. It seems that Xilun has practiced some kind of thunder-based breathing technique, so it's not surprising that he climbed four hundred feet on his first attempt."

The follower hesitated and said, "But he seems to have memorized the Golden Thunder Vortex Scripture."

"What's the point of writing it down?"

Tinos sneered.

"Even I'm stuck at the sixth stage of this scripture. How could a mere cultivator from the outer sea who has just reached the peak of physical cultivation be more suitable for cultivation than the Nine-Vortex Golden Thunder Beast?"

"The first job change is the easiest; it only took me three months back then."

"Once he truly draws the lightning into his body, he will naturally understand how difficult this scripture is."

Meanwhile, Randall had just returned to his residence from Thunder Bluff.

Several disciples who were also among the top ten in the inner courtyard were drinking tea in the courtyard. When they saw him return, they immediately asked about Xilun's cliff climbing.

"Is it really four hundred feet?"

"Yes."

"Relying on lightning-based drugs, or special weapons?"

"No, none of them."

Randall sat down, picked up the hot tea on the table, and drank it all in one gulp.

"He didn't even use his protective energy to block the lightning."

The group exchanged glances.

One of them frowned and said, "Tinos said he just got the talent of a lightning-type sea beast and was lucky."

"Maybe."

Randall recalled the figure of Siron standing amidst the lightning.

After the violent lightning struck the opponent's body, it did not cause any obvious injury. Instead, it seemed to be naturally absorbed by some kind of force.

There was also Xilun's expression when he heard about the difficulty of cultivating the Golden Thunder Vortex Scripture.

There was neither blind excitement nor fear.

There is only a kind of almost detached scrutiny.

It was as if he wasn't facing a forbidden body-forging technique with a nine-out-of-ten chance of death, but rather judging whether a tool was suitable for him.

Randall put down his teacup and slowly shook his head.

"It might not be just luck."

The top ten disciples of the inner court remained silent.

Night gradually enveloped the monastery.

Inside the cave at Minglei Cliff, Xilun sat cross-legged in the quiet room, copying the entire "Golden Thunder Vortex Scripture" onto paper from memory.

Next to the scriptures was a diagram of his own energy circulation, drawn according to his own circumstances.

The Heart of the Thunder Dragon.

Big muscles like a dragon.

The Great Thunder Breathing Method.

Eagle-shaped Thunder Spirit.

The four forces are connected by thin lines and eventually converge at the center of the human body, forming a slowly rotating vortex of thunder.

Xilun deduced the route three times to confirm that the first turning point did not conflict with his own, and then he put down his pen.

A streak of bluish-white lightning suddenly appeared at the edge of the paper.

It started as just a thin line.

In the blink of an eye, the lightning bolts connected end to end, forming a very faint ring of lightning.

Xilun looked down at his wrist.

Deep within the skin, an almost imperceptible golden mark flickers with each breath.

He has not yet formally begun his cultivation.

However, merely enduring the lightning and memorizing the scriptures on the four-hundred-foot platform, the Thunder Dragon Heart within his body had already guided the lightning energy on its own, simulating the prototype of the first rotation of the Golden Thunder Vortex Scripture.

Xilun stared at the golden mark, his gaze gradually deepening.

Tinos' first transfer took three months.

His first turn might not take that long.

In the quiet room, bluish-white electric light slowly traveled along the edge of the paper.

Xilun lowered his eyes, looking at the faint golden marks deep in the skin of his wrist.

It cannot be considered a true Raimon.

The first stage of the "Golden Thunder Vortex Scripture" requires tempering the entire body with external thunder, allowing the thunder power to complete nine cycles along the skin, flesh, tendons, bones, and internal organs, ultimately forming a stable golden thunder vortex within the body.

The mark we see now is merely the rudimentary form of the thunderous energy being guided by the Thunder Dragon's Heart.

If one rashly regards it as the foundation and continues to pour lightning into it, the more one cultivates, the greater the hidden dangers will become if the path deviates.