Chapter 262: Breakthrough in Both!
Chapter 262: Breakthrough in Both!
The surge of cold energy invading Gao Jing’s head was really strange.
It seemed alive, actually dodging his Flame Battle Qi as it slithered inside his skull.
It froze his brain until it felt numb.
Unlike the body, the head was a true vital spot, especially the brain. Any injury there was unthinkable. Gao Jing didn’t dare inject too much Flame Battle Qi into his own skull, or serious danger could arise.
So, after wiping out all the cold energy within his body, he patiently controlled his Battle Qi to surround and trap the intruder.
Gao Jing never expected that when this icy force was finally cornered and had nowhere left to flee—
It abruptly vanished without a trace.
Then, right within Gao Jing’s sea of consciousness, a tiny Moon Clam appeared out of thin air!
This situation took Gao Jing completely by surprise. He had no idea what to do.
The sea of consciousness is a space of mental awareness; no matter how powerful Flame Battle Qi is, it can’t enter.
And now, this Moon Clam flapped its shells, releasing waves of frigid air that rapidly formed sharp ice arrows!
The arrows pointed straight at the Kunlun Divine Mountain Gao Jing had visualized in his mind!
ROAR!
Before Gao Jing could react, a furious bellow shook the Kunlun. Rocks shattered as a massive crimson python burst from the mountain’s flank, its cavernous mouth swallowing the Moon Clam whole!
It coiled around the Kunlun Divine Mountain once before shrinking back into the rock itself.
But the mountain didn’t stop shaking. Instead, it trembled more fiercely! Huge chunks of stone broke free as the peak climbed skyward at an alarming pace, growing larger and more imposing!
Gao Jing shuddered uncontrollably, his eyes gleaming with awe.
He never dreamed a crimson python—or rather, its Spiritual Soul—lay hidden within his mind and the depths of Kunlun.
Yet, right now, Gao Jing had no time to ponder its origins. For as the Kunlun Divine Mountain expanded, shimmering golden characters of the Great Wilderness Script materialized within his consciousness. They danced and swirled around the sacred peak.
This was the complete Shan Yue Spirit Refining Art, all three thousand five hundred and seventy-nine words of it!
When Kunlun finally ceased its ascent, the golden characters faded.
Gao Jing felt his spirit—unbelievably powerful, solid, and unshakable!
His Shan Yue Spirit Refining Art had broken through to the Triple Mountain level!
But there was more! The instant his spirit ascended, the crimson python insignia branded on Gao Jing’s heart suddenly blazed with intense light. Endless Totemic Power surged out, simultaneously igniting the Titan Totem on his back…
And the Flame Totems on his arms!
Gao Jing couldn’t help but leap to his feet, arms wide. His muscles rapidly bulged, bones grinding loudly beneath the strain.
This newly born power washed over every inch of his being. Like a raging flood, it slammed against an invisible dam blocking its path.
Once. Twice. Three times…
BOOM!
An invisible barrier deep inside exploded. Purest Totemic Power flooded every single cell, bringing with it a tidal wave of might.
Strength unlike anything he’d ever known!
Indescribable joy and excitement welled up in Gao Jing’s heart.
He had not only ascended spiritually, but shattered the final bottleneck of a High-Rank Totem Warrior! In one move, he had broken through and become a Great Totem Warrior!
Just one word difference separated the titles, but they belonged to entirely different worlds.
In the Great World, hundreds of Totem Warriors might struggle without producing a single Great Totem Warrior. And that tiny chance belonged to the Great Wilderness Giants. Companions like him, the Abyss Dwellers, had an even lower success rate.
Bloodline. Talent. Perseverance. Fortune. All were essential.
Gao Jing had succeeded!
Truth be told, after nearly two months of relentless honing, his power had already reached its peak potential.
But reaching the top didn’t guarantee the breakthrough. Countless High-Rank Totem Warriors remained stuck at this gate. Few lacked perseverance; the limits were imposed by bloodline, talent, or simply missing that one crucial spark of opportunity.
That spark arrived? You ascended naturally. Without it? Your life stalled.
Cruelty defined this trial.
Gao Jing possessed the bloodline, the talent, the grit, and the fortune. He had achieved the dream of countless warriors!
Most importantly, becoming a Great Totem Warrior meant he could finally begin basic training as a Shaman.
The door to Legend had swung open for him!
Right then, Gao Jing wanted to roar, to unleash the firestorm inside him.
Every ounce of struggle and effort had yielded the ultimate reward!
But he fiercely clamped down on that impulse.
One reason? The ruckus would be immense. The other? He was burning to return to the Great World.
Though his new level wasn’t stable yet, his blood boiled within him, power filled him to bursting, a feeling of fullness verging on pain.
He decided: He would give that Moon Clam—the one that nearly sent him into hell—the beating it deserved!
He turned off the shower, snatched a towel, and roughly dried himself.
He left the bathroom, changed into a fresh suit of leather armor and protective gear.
After checking his equipment, Gao Jing pulled the Barrett M107A1 from his Storage Space.
He swapped in a fresh magazine, brimming with shells.
Channelling his Battle Qi, Gao Jing manifested his Battle Armor.
Reaching a new level made the conjuring process several times faster. The armor solidified noticeably, glowing deeper, with translucent flames licking its surface. It looked far more imposing.
All was prepared. He activated the Bronze Anchor once more, expending Silver Scales to return him to the Great World.
When Gao Jing had left earlier, he’d been flat on the ground. He returned the same way.
Only now, a massive anti-tank sniper rifle filled his hands.
Gao Jing sprang up instantly, squeezing the trigger hard as the Barrett spat fury at the Moon Clam fifteen meters away—just starting to unfold its shells!
He’d chosen not to use the Rocket Launcher or grenades. Neither was fast enough.
Once those shells clamped shut, defense became unbreakable.
BANG!
The Barrett M107A1 kicked violently, flame spewing from its muzzle. A massive 12.7mm bullet streaked the short distance at 853 meters per second.
It struck the clam’s soft, exposed pink-white flesh dead center!
THUD!
The slug tore through the thick mantle before its fragments smashed against the inner shell.
Instantly, the Monster Beast suffered heavy damage.
The two huge shells slammed shut with a thunderous CRACK! The waterspout beneath it collapsed and vanished.
The six-meter-tall Moon Clam crashed onto the grass, its shell sealed so tightly not even a sliver of light could creep through!
Crushed by grievous hurt, it was now in its ultimate defensive state.
Monster Beasts often possessed potent healing abilities; the Moon Clam was no exception. Give it enough time, and it would recover.
Its shell remained impossibly tough. Even the Barrett’s tank-piercing round hadn’t cracked it. This tactic was brutally effective.
But this didn’t mean Gao Jing was powerless!