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Chapter 627: I’m Back!

Chapter 627: Chapter 627: I’m Back!

At this moment in Tang Zhong’s hand, a raw stone appeared, the very one he had obtained before but had never used.

Staring intently at the raw stone, Tang Zhong wondered how exactly the raw stone stimulated other people’s abilities?

If he could trigger this ability, it would be the greatest discovery of the century.

Although Yun Country had already achieved this, it was quite clear that their technique was very unskilled.

But no matter how hard he looked, he couldn’t find the problem. This strange stone, when held in hand, was completely inscrutable—just a pitch-black stone!

How exactly could one use the raw stone?

For Tang Zhong, this was a long-term task.

He needed to figure it out even more because only by doing so could he secure his status. The reason why nobody questioned him after he executed General Ke Fu was that they valued his ability.

Although he was already quite powerful now, it wasn’t enough; he had to prove the extent of his abilities with even greater intensity.

If he could figure out how to stimulate Blood Power with the raw stone, then, in the future, his status would be unshakable.

Since the raw stone could trigger Blood Power within the human body, then the bell-ringer capable of untying the bell must be found from the blood!

Immediately, Tang Zhong grasped the raw stone in his palm, then bit open a cut on his own finger, allowing the fresh blood to flow out and drip onto the raw stone.

He wanted to see what exactly was going on?

As soon as the fresh blood dripped onto the raw stone, the pitch-black stone actually turned red.

And it began to tremble.

"This!" Tang Zhong frowned slightly.

It seemed to be true, after all; the raw stone was related to blood.

Although the raw stone in his palm was just a small piece, it shone like volcanic rock, almost looking as if it would melt, which was astonishing.

It must be said, Tang Zhong was genuinely afraid that the stone’s heat would be too intense and melt his hand.

In an instant, the stone began to melt, turning into red magma, within Tang Zhong’s palm.

This... What on earth was going on?

A scalding sensation appeared in the center of his hand. Even if Tang Zhong wanted to shake off the magma on his palm, he seemed unable to do so; it was as if the magma had stuck there.

At that moment, Tang Zhong felt his entire body heating up, as though he were in the midst of flames.

And that heat was released from the magma in the center of his hand.

"Hot!" Tang Zhong shouted out loud.

With a bang, the clothes all over his body burst open in an instant, turning into threads that scattered all around.

He could feel his blood boiling.

He had previously cultivated Blood Soul Transformation to the pinnacle, and now he lacked just a sliver of power to completely master it.

Tang Zhong had been unable to find where that power resided, but now, it seemed like it was about to emerge.

Right from that raw stone.

With the right time, place, and harmony among people, he would try to see if he could fully utilize it.

Once Blood Soul Transformation was fully comprehended, there would be a continuous supply of Blood Power.

Tang Zhong quickly locked all the doors of the research institute; if he was going to break through, he absolutely could not be disturbed by others—as mishandling the power during this process would certainly result in Qi Deviation, which would have severe consequences. Even Tang Zhong couldn’t bear it; Qi Deviation meant death, or at best, madness.

Having prepared everything, Tang Zhong then sat down cross-legged, with his blood flowing smoothly within him.

Tang Zhong truly hadn’t expected to receive such a blessing; if not for General Ke Fu exposing his whereabouts, he really wouldn’t have known the wonderful uses of the raw stone, perhaps he might have just carried it with him without utilizing it.

He saw the magma in his palm gradually merging into his arm, starting to flow within his blood vessels.

Through his yellow skin, one could see the golden blood, making the entire person look as if he was gilded.

Within the raw stone was a berserk power; to tame such a force was not something that could be done overnight.

Tang Zhong began trying to use his own blood to conquer it!

With each attempt, it was a battle.

And so, Tang Zhong began to absorb energy.

He was determined to absorb it all.

Within a single day, not eating or drinking, his entire focus was on the energy of the Raw Stone.

His entire body seemed like a giant furnace.

Mixing together all that he absorbed, and then putting it to use for himself.

The pain that came with this absorption was intense, the power surging as if it could tear Tang Zhong’s body apart at any moment, shattering him into pieces.

So, Tang Zhong was very cautious.

With a strong will and an unyielding determination, no matter how painful the sensations were, he could endure them.

Because he needed to be strong, strong enough to protect the ones he loved; he didn’t want to relive the experience from long ago when Tang Ran forced him to leave Xuanjing City. He didn’t want to be subject to anyone else’s control, and to achieve this, he must bring forth his own power.

Power! It must be mine!

Tang Zhong had already made up his mind.

And just as he was resolved to reclaim this power,

Online, there was a forum, a forum for martial artists. With the vast number of martial artists in Xuan Country, there was a forum established for them to exchange ideas. After all, the distances between martial artists were truly vast. In the past, martial artists would communicate through pigeon-post, but that method was just too outdated now.

At the moment, the forum was abuzz with discussions about the Grandmasters’ Conference.

The annual Grandmasters’ Conference was an event many martial artists were keen to learn about.

Right now, a thread contained the rankings of many grandmasters, with the top 100 on the Master List.

An elderly man was showing his obedient granddaughter how to navigate the forum.

The granddaughter carefully scanned the webpage and began to read aloud.

"Number seventy-eight, Wuji with his Thunder Hand, number sixty, Blood Claw Lei Tian!"

"These are all the latter rankings of the Master List!" the old man laughed. "Most of these people are truly exceptional!"

"Oh, are they really that powerful? Can grandpa rank on it?" the granddaughter asked with wide eyes.

"Certainly not, my dear. Your grandfather is just a minor character; how could I compete with these figures?" the elderly man returned with a smile.

"Oh!" the granddaughter continued to scroll down the page.

"So many grandmasters!"

"There are many more ahead; these grandmasters are far from the top. Keep looking up!" the old man said with a chuckle.

The granddaughter was skeptical but found that as she looked higher up, there were photos with every name.

"Master List ranking number ten, the Ice-Fire Heretic King; number seven, the Sword-Hiding Master; also, number six, Flame Blade Yan Lie; number five, Ice Sword Bing Wuxin; number three, Kunlun’s Xiang Kunlun! Second place, Heavenly Mountain’s Cloud Sword Flyer!"

Each name resonated in the Martial Arts World!

At the very top was the first place, a figure all martial artists respected, last year’s number one on the Master List!

"Master List first place, the Tai Chi Grandmaster, Meng Wuxiang... Grandpa, is this person really powerful? He looks so young!" the granddaughter said, looking at Meng Wuxiang’s photo.

"Of course, he is, my child. He is the top-ranked person on the Master List. Xiaohuan, remember this: when you step into the world of martial arts in the future, if you meet these people, you must pay your respects and call them ’senior.’ Understand?" continued the old man.

"Yes, Grandpa!" the granddaughter nodded, then closed the Master List ranking thread and turned her attention to another post.

On that post, a line of red text was written.

"I’ve returned!" The post signed off with the name Long Aojue.

The granddaughter was startled and asked her grandfather, "Grandpa, who is Long Aojue?"

The old man’s face immediately grew unpleasant: "He’s a criminal, a sinner scorned by everyone!"

"But he says he’s coming back!" the granddaughter pointed to the post on the computer screen.

"What did you say?" The old man’s expression turned even uglier in an instant.

And then, upon glimpsing the post on the computer, his face grew even more unsightly.

Those four words stood out starkly.

"I’ve returned!"