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"I am the Peak Master of Stone Peak of the Linlang Sect! While watching the monkeys playing in the mountains, I had an epiphany and comprehended a supernatural power."

"Although it was created casually, its power is comparable to the Emperor-level martial arts techniques of those martial artists!"

"If any descendant obtains this supernatural power, he must first awaken his bloodline before he can cultivate this method."

"Those martial artists who have awakened their Dharma forms, even if they haven't activated their bloodlines, can still attempt cultivation thanks to their powerful physical bodies..."

"This technique is called the [Heaven-Burial Divine Ape Fist]!"

Immediately afterwards, a vast and complex array of cultivation methods flooded into Jiang Feng's mind like a tidal wave.

Its strange training path and demanding requirements on the physical body are completely different from all the martial arts he has ever encountered before!

He gasped in shock, utterly stunned.

"A supernatural technique? Comparable to Emperor-level martial arts?!"

"What kind of sect is the Linlang Sect?"

Six hundred years ago, the blue planet was shrouded in the black mist of the abyss.

He grew up in Linchuan City and never stepped out of the city, let alone knew what the vast world outside was like.

Could it be that there is some kind of sect involved?

Moreover, the message in the parchment also mentions a warrior.

"Could it be... referring to our current martial artists?"

Jiang Feng scratched his head, feeling somewhat puzzled.

After the initial shock, a sense of powerlessness followed.

According to the description on this parchment scroll, to cultivate this supernatural power, one must either be a genius who has awakened their bloodline or an eighth-rank expert who has opened up a Dharma form!

"An eighth-rank official..."

Jiang Feng gave a wry smile. "At best, I'm only at the peak of the fourth rank, a far cry from the eighth rank Dharma Aspect. When will I ever reach that level?"

He felt a deep sense of regret at having a treasure trove to his name but being unable to access it.

Just as Jiang Feng was about to put the parchment away and make plans for the future, the system suddenly emitted a clear buzzing sound.

[Ding! Inherited divine power detected!]

[System is parsing... System module update complete!]

[New Module: Record of Inherited Divine Powers!]

Jiang Feng's eyes lit up, and he quickly opened the system to check.

A new option with a dark gold glow appeared on the system interface.

After carefully reading the module introduction, his heart began to race uncontrollably.

According to the system's instructions, this "Inherited Divine Power" function can only be activated once a month, and each activation requires consuming a Beast Crystal Core for charging.

But its cultivation effects are nothing short of miraculous!

Within the inheritance space, no matter how many years, decades, or even hundreds of years one has cultivated, it is only a moment to the outside world!

[Although the host has not yet activated their bloodline or awakened their martial soul, they possess the 'Great Emperor Physique.' This is a supreme Dao Body, one in ten thousand, and even in its undeveloped state, their physical foundation is sufficient to withstand the backlash from cultivation of divine abilities beyond their level.]

"I can practice!"

Jiang Feng clenched his fist.

Just then, the parchment scroll suddenly lit up with a white light, turning into starlight and dissipating into the air.

In the system's [Inherited Divine Powers] section, a cultivation option called [Burial Heaven Divine Ape Fist] was prominently displayed.

"No wonder it needs the crystal core of a strange beast to charge it; this is equivalent to stealing decades of cultivation time for free!"

Without hesitation, Jiang Feng took out the beast core he had obtained earlier from the system space and began to charge it.

He managed to charge the crystals only after throwing all the crystal cores in.

"So many crystal cores were consumed?"

Jiang Feng felt a pang of sympathy.

However, as long as it can improve our strength, it's worth consuming any amount of resources!

He took a deep breath: "Begin cultivation!"

"Whoosh!"

Jiang Feng felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and his consciousness was instantly pulled away by an irresistible force.

When he opened his eyes again, the sight before him stunned him.

The steel skyscrapers of Linchuan City are gone, as are the perpetual black fog of the abyss.

Instead, there are endless fairy mountains and pavilions, with spiritual energy turning into tangible white mist that swirls among the mountains.

This is a flourishing sect!

At this moment, Jiang Feng was standing on a spacious bluestone platform.

The area was filled with disciples, each wearing a cloud-white robe with three ancient seal characters embroidered in gold thread on the cuffs—Linlang Sect.

At the front of the dojo, the person in charge of instructing everyone was a short, white-haired old man.

The old man moved like a nimble monkey, and with each leap and bound, the air around him crackled as he practiced the movements of that supernatural power.

Jiang Feng was startled and immediately focused his mind, following the disciples around him, immersing himself in cultivation from the most basic stance training and power generation techniques.

[In your first year of cultivation, you were rejected by the elder who imparted the skills because of your dull aptitude. He asserted that with your level of understanding, you would not be able to master this supernatural ability even if you spent twenty years. However, you were determined and persevered, refusing to give up despite the ridicule.]

In the third year of your cultivation, you practiced day and night on the edge of the cliff, observing and imitating every movement and every breath of the monkeys in the mountains.

Finally, one morning, amidst the cry of a monkey, you sensed something and successfully began cultivating your supernatural powers!

[After ten years of cultivation, your progress is stuck at "some success". Just then, the Demonic Sect launched a large-scale invasion. The elder who used to always scold you for being stupid died from exhaustion in a fierce battle with the Demonic Sect masters.]

Before he died, he entrusted someone to give you his cultivation experience notes.

In your grief, you studied your notes day and night, finally emerging from your cocoon like a butterfly, reaching a state of profound understanding!

In your twentieth year of cultivation, you realize that you have reached the limit of working in isolation.

You are no longer confined to solitary cultivation within the sect, but instead take up your sword and step out of the sect to fight to the death with the demonic sect in the vast outside world.

You have witnessed a more vast world and made many close friends. Through trials of blood and life-or-death experiences, you have finally entered the 'Great Completion Realm'!

[After thirty years of cultivation, your Qi and blood will inevitably begin to weaken.]

You are of average natural talent, and your bloodline has never been awakened. You watch as your close friends and fellow disciples successfully activate their bloodlines and awaken their Dao souls, soaring to great heights, while you can only remain in the same place.

But you didn't get discouraged. You still dragged your old body and sweated in the morning sun.

Finally, after years of accumulated experience, you achieved a sudden enlightenment and successfully cultivated this supernatural power to the state of 'perfection'!

[In your fortieth year of cultivation, disaster struck. The sect's protective formation was breached. You stepped forward and, relying on your perfected realm abilities, used your weakened body to slay several powerful seventh-rank demonic sect enemies. Just as you were about to collapse from exhaustion, a passing demonic sect Saint Realm expert casually slapped you into a bloody mist with a single palm strike...]

"call!!"

Jiang Feng suddenly opened his eyes, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for air.

"I……"

"What just happened?"

He subconsciously raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly clenched.

"Click click click!"

A loud popping sound came from between the finger bones, and faintly, one could even hear the soul-stirring howl of a monkey!

Jiang Feng stared blankly at his palm, his pupils contracting sharply.

There's no need to start from scratch or build a foundation.

That supernatural power was now deeply imprinted on his soul.

That was a divine power that had been honed over forty years and had reached the level of perfection!