The edge of the Heavenly Sacrifice Mountain Range, the Great Ravine.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"……
The ground shook violently over and over again. Many residents in the Great Ravine felt it clearly. They were puzzled, and不少人都朝震动源处赶去. When they arrived, they saw—
Lin Lei was punching toward the ground from midair, fist after fist.
Though his fists never touched the ground, the shockwaves still traveled downward, causing violent tremors across the surface.
"It's Elder Lin Lei!"
The clan members, who had been somewhat irritated, saw that it was Lin Lei training and didn't dare say a word.
"That's not right." Lin Lei shook his head and threw another punch.
The fist appeared to move incredibly slowly, yet it gave the sensation of an entire mountain being shoved forward. When the fist stopped, ripples of spatial distortion spread outward.
But Lin Lei frowned, changing his attack once more.
When testing his techniques, Lin Lei didn't need to undergo Dragon Transformation. After all, if he did, each punch would be far too devastating. He was completely absorbed in comprehending his moves, testing over and over. Various attack patterns flashed through his mind, only to be rejected one after another.
Constant refinement…
"Patriarch, Elder Lin Lei has been striking the ground at the edge of the Great Ravine over and over, seemingly testing some kind of technique. He's been at it for a month now," a black-robed figure reported respectfully.
Patriarch Gaislesen couldn't help but laugh. "Oh? Striking the ground? Sounds like he's testing physical attacks. With a body as powerful as his, he should have been working on devastating physical techniques a long time ago."
Using one's strengths was the wise choice.
A powerful body naturally meant investing effort in that direction.
"I'd like to see what he's come up with." Gaislesen immediately left his residence.
For the past five hundred years, Gaislesen had been worrying constantly about the Four Divine Beast Families, and his mood had been poor. Stepping out to watch would serve as a bit of a distraction.
Gaislesen flew at tremendous speed and很快就来到了大峡谷上空.
"Hum~~"
Gaislesen clearly sensed the faint vibrations in the air.
"Not bad." Gaislesen shot forward and arrived directly above where Lin Lei was training. At that moment, Lin Lei was completely immersed in breakthrough after breakthrough, comprehension after comprehension, utterly unaware of anyone's arrival.
Lin Lei threw his right fist once more—
Like a massive millstone rotating slowly yet moving with lightning speed, the punch sent out clearly visible ripple patterns as it traveled.
"Hm." Gaislesen's eyes lit up.
"No, no…" Lin Lei shook his head.
Every rejection brought new insight into the attack technique. New insight led to another breakthrough. Discovering flaws and rejecting them meant pursuing even greater power.
Rejection after rejection, breakthrough after breakthrough…
A look of surprise gradually appeared on Gaislesen's face.
"Strange, why did the ground stop shaking?" The clan members in the Great Ravine, accustomed to the constant tremors, were surprised when the shaking ceased. Many headed toward Lin Lei's training spot once again.
"Has Elder Lin Lei stopped training?"
A group of clan members rushed over, only to find that Lin Lei was still punching away ceaselessly.
"All of you, step back." A low voice resonated through the minds of the onlookers. "Don't disturb Elder Lin Lei."
The clan members startled, and only then noticed a figure standing in the distance—the Patriarch, Gaislesen. But these ordinary clan members had never seen the Patriarch before.
"That person… seems to be some kind of expert."
Not daring to make a sound or disturb Lin Lei, the clan members withdrew.
Gaislesen turned to look at Lin Lei, a faint smile on his face.
He could see that with each punch Lin Lei threw, numerous spatial ripples formed at the edge of his fist. What was strange was that these ripples overlapped one another without propagating outward.
It was as if layers of spatial ripples were mutually restraining each other.
"Break!"
After three full months of silent training, Lin Lei suddenly let out a low shout and threw a devastating punch. Spatial ripples bloomed at the edge of his fist, then annihilated into nothing.
"Finally, I've done it!" Joy spread across Lin Lei's face. A tearing sound rang out as dragon scales immediately tore through his clothes and surfaced across his body. Menacing spikes jutted outward…
Dragon Transformation!
"Let's see how my most powerful physical attack performs." Lin Lei wanted to test his ultimate strike.
"Hm?" Lin Lei suddenly turned and looked behind him. Gaislesen was standing there, watching him with a smile. Lin Lei was startled and quickly said, "Patriarch!"
"Haha, go ahead and test your strongest attack first," Gaislesen said with a laugh. "With your Dragon-Transformed body's power, executing this technique—I'm quite curious to see the result."
"Yes, Patriarch." Lin Lei couldn't suppress his eagerness and immediately prepared to try it.
Lin Lei's right fist, covered in dragon scales, punched forward. The instant it struck, a deafening roar of shattering space erupted. Where his right arm swept, space itself violently convulsed.
The fist launched forth like a flood dragon bursting from its cave!
The punch connected, and at the edge of the dragon-scale-covered fist, a massive array of spatial ripples appeared, directly vibrating the space around the fist's perimeter into a semicircular shape, like a bubble—
It burst!
"Boom!"
A sound that shook the soul—the space at the edge of the fist directly exploded, revealing a gaping black hole. Through the hole, one could clearly see violent spatial storms raging within.
In an instant, the spatial rift dissipated.
"Haha, excellent, excellent!!!" Gaislesen's laughter boomed.
Lin Lei was filled with joy as well. He had developed this technique in human form, but relying solely on imagination, he couldn't be certain how powerful it would be in Dragon-Transformed state. Now he could see… it exceeded all expectations.
"Lin Lei, what do you call this technique?" Gaislesen asked with a hearty laugh.
Lin Lei pondered briefly, then said, "This technique merges the profundity of Force with the profundity of Earth's Pulse. I call it—Circle Sky Rend!" A single punch capable of tearing space apart. The power behind it was unimaginable.
"Come, spar with me," Gaislesen laughed.
"Patriarch?" Lin Lei was taken aback.
"Hurry up!" Gaislesen frowned. "What, do you think you can beat me?" As he spoke, blue-gold dragon scales surfaced across his body—the same color as Lin Lei's, though he had no spikes protruding from his surface.
Lin Lei smiled. "Since the Patriarch is in the mood, I'll happily spar." At this moment, he was brimming with confidence.
"Lin Lei, my raw body is stronger than yours. Make sure you go all out," Gaislesen said with a grin.
Lin Lei chuckled and immediately unleashed Black Space. Misty earthy-yellow light spread outward in an instant. Even the Patriarch, Gaislesen, felt his body shudder and couldn't help but mutter, "Kid, you're really something—"
Before he could finish, Lin Lei was already hurtling toward him.
"Patriarch!" Lin Lei laughed as his right fist arrived like a thunderbolt.
"Hmph!" With a low snort, Gaislesen's green hair billowed as he threw his own right fist to meet it.
"Boom!"
A force of millions of tons collided as two dragon-scale-covered iron fists smashed into each other. Space shattered like paper. Gaislesen couldn't help but flinch his right fist and stagger backward—a trace of blood appeared on his fist.