The divine manifestations began at the Gongwei Division.

Zhou Heng sat in the room, with an open martial arts manual on the table in front of him.

This was just delivered by a demon-slaying captain.

Martial arts, the Nine Transformations of Fish and Dragon.

This is a martial art for tempering the body; after nine temperings, one can leap over the dragon gate.

After mastering the technique, it is said that the body's hardness is comparable to that of a real dragon.

Zhou Heng had never seen a real dragon, but he thought the inventor of the Nine Transformations of the Fish-Dragon was just bragging.

Compared to true dragons, those powerful demons have a much greater physical advantage than humans.

Of course, this does not include people like Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng's Ancient Sacred Body is a legendary physique. If he were to cultivate it to its full potential, it would definitely be stronger than a true dragon.

I read through "The Nine Transformations of Fish and Dragons" from beginning to end.

Although it may not necessarily develop a physique comparable to a true dragon, it is still an extremely superior body-tempering martial art.

In particular, it is inherited from the Xuanhu Overlord Body.

Without much hesitation, Zhou Heng directly poured his century-old cultivation into it.

In an instant, countless memories surged from my mind like a fountain erupting.

Zhou Heng clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

His face was flushed, his body was hunched over, as if he were in great pain, and he was making suppressed sounds in his throat.

Click!

A slight tearing sound came from his body.

If someone were to look at his skin with a magnifying glass, they would see that his skin appeared to have turned into tiny scales.

Each scale emitted a pale golden light, further enhancing his body's defensive capabilities.

In just a moment, Zhou Heng's body underwent unimaginable changes from the inside out.

Even the development of the Ancient Sacred Body is progressing rapidly.

boom.

Like the sound of a cork being pulled out, it felt as if some bottleneck within Zhou Heng's body had been broken.

A violent aura rose from his body.

With a muffled thud, everything around him was shattered into dust by the powerful force.

Including the table and the martial arts manual on it.

Martial Arts Rank 5, also known as the Libationer!

Zhou Heng suddenly opened his eyes, and a beam of light, almost tangible, shot out from his pupils.

He clenched his fist gently, and immediately a rushing sound like a great river surging within him arose.

That's because the blood and qi in his body had become incredibly abundant.

As he clenched his fist, visible plumes of blood even shot out from the pores of his arm.

With a century of cultivation, he directly cultivated the Nine Transformations of the Fish and Dragon to the sixth transformation, and his cultivation level also rose to the fifth rank of martial arts.

Speaking of which, the Nine Transformations of the Fish and Dragon is a body tempering technique. Although it is difficult to cultivate, as long as you persevere, you will naturally improve.

If it were a martial art that emphasizes comprehension, even a hundred years of cultivation might not be enough to improve one's skills this much.

With two hundred years of cultivation left, should one go all out to upgrade the "Nine Transformations of Fish and Dragon" to its ultimate level, or save it to upgrade the "Six Void Immortal Scripture"?

Zhou Heng hesitated for a moment.

There's no other way; I'm too inexperienced, so I have to be very careful with my money.

He is not yet entitled to luxury.

On his journey to Shu Prefecture, he will face powerful demons from the Hundred Thousand Mountains, so the stronger he is, the better.

"Leave a hundred years of cultivation for the 'Six Void Immortal Scripture,' and use the rest to enhance the 'Nine Transformations of Fish and Dragon'!"

Zhou Heng made a decision in his heart.

The magic of immortals is profound, and the martial arts are fierce.

When it comes to killing, martial arts may be more direct.

Moreover, the stronger the body, the greater the ability to protect oneself.

Nothing is more important than life.

With a thought, Zhou Heng poured his century-long cultivation into the "Nine Transformations of Fish and Dragon".

Accompanied by a suppressed growl.

Zhou Heng's skin turned dark gold, and a layer of visible scales grew on it. Each scale was the size of a fingernail, looking like the scales of a golden chainmail.

Moreover, his body had somehow grown taller by two heads, and he had become noticeably more muscular.

Those two arms became almost as thick as thighs, with bulging muscles that exuded a strong sense of power.

Zhou Heng straightened his back, and his head almost hit the roof beam.

He took a deep breath, and his internal energy and blood flowed slowly, eventually being stored in his dantian.

The monster's appearance gradually returned to normal.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

If it can't be restored, it's quite stressful to have to look strange all the time.

However, Zhou Heng could sense that once he transformed back to his previous form, his strength and defense would increase by a level.

"In the previous hundred years of cultivation, he had completed the sixth transformation. However, in this second hundred years of cultivation, he only managed to improve the 'Nine Transformations of Fish and Dragon' to the seventh transformation. It seems that the 'Nine Transformations of Fish and Dragon' becomes more and more difficult to improve as you progress."

"To reach the ninth transformation, even three hundred years of cultivation would probably not be enough."

Zhou Heng pondered to himself.

In the seventh transformation of "Nine Transformations of Fish and Dragon," his current cultivation level remains at the fifth rank of martial arts.

However, after transforming, he estimated that he would be able to unleash strength comparable to a fourth-grade martial artist.

"Han Zhengxiong seems to be only at the fifth rank of martial arts, so how can he fly?"

Feeling the power within him, Zhou Heng thought to himself, "Why can't I fly?"

He is very strong now, and he can even fight against a fourth-grade martial arts expert.

But he can't fly.

Of course, if he uses the magic of water binding, he can walk on flat ground in the jungle, but that is not real flying.

Zhou Heng had always admired those powerful individuals who could fly.

"The Lingbo Weibu (lightness footwork) is no longer enough; it seems we need to find a way to learn a new lightness skill."

Zhou Heng pondered to himself.

To fly, one must either reach the upper three ranks of cultivation or cultivate a special lightness skill.

Zhou Heng estimated that Han Zhengxiong had cultivated a special lightness skill, which was why he could fly even with only a fifth-grade cultivation level.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Heng looked around and found that the room was now completely empty.

The force that broke through destroyed everything in the room.

Fortunately, he was penniless and didn't have anything valuable in his room, otherwise he would have been heartbroken.

"Next time I need to break through, I must choose an open space."

Zhou Heng muttered to himself, "Who can stand this constant house-destroying?"

The bed is gone, there's nowhere to sleep.

Zhou Heng simply took the Dragon Sparrow Blade and went to the courtyard, practicing the Jade Void Pure Source Blade Technique while familiarizing himself with his surging power.

……

The sky was bright.

Xue Zhiwei and Chen Zhaowu knocked on Zhou Heng's door together.

As soon as they entered, they saw Zhou Heng radiating heat, with his Dragon Sparrow Blade lying to the side, not yet sheathed.

"Are you practicing with your sword?"

Chen Zhaowu's eyes widened. "You didn't practice your sword skills all night, did you?"

With Zhou Heng's skill, he wouldn't be sweating like this even after practicing swordsmanship for an hour or two.

"Of course not."

Zhou Heng shook his head. "I only started practicing at the hour of Chou (1-3 AM)."

Chen Zhaowu: "..."

Is there even a difference? The difference between midnight and one night?

You're already so strong, and you still work so hard. How are we supposed to live?

Xue Zhiwei's face also showed surprise.

No wonder Zhou Heng's strength has improved so quickly.

With such talent and such hard work, how could his cultivation not improve quickly?

She had never met anyone more talented or more hardworking than Zhou Heng.

"Did you need something?"

Zhou Heng invited them to sit down and casually said, "There's no tea at home, so please make do with some water."

He placed two bowls directly in front of the two of them and scooped two bowls of water from the water vat.

Since they are both cultivators, drinking raw water won't upset their stomachs.

Xue Zhiwei looked at the bowl of water in front of her, at a loss for words.

Chen Zhaowu, however, didn't care at all and said casually, "Old Zhou, we've decided, we're going to Shuzhou with you."

Our cooperation in Qizhou was perfect.

"How can you go to Shu Prefecture without us two helpers?"

Zhou Heng looked at Xue Zhiwei.

Xue Zhiwei nodded, indicating that Chen Zhaowu was not lying.

"Let's forget about it."

Zhou Heng shook his head and said something that surprised the two of them.