Chapter 12: Awakening the True Martial Spirit
Chapter 12: Awakening the True Martial Spirit
The night was calm.
Stars twinkled above Clear Water City, casting a serene glow over its rooftops. Yet within Xiao Chen’s chamber, a silent storm was building.
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Xiao Chen sat cross-legged on the floor, the Holy Martial Scripture hovering beside him, radiating golden divine light.
With a steady breath, he muttered:
> “Time to awaken my true martial spirit. How dare they call mine trash?”
Suddenly—
The spear martial spirit he had awakened during the Martial Spirit Awakening Ceremony burst forth!
Peng!
The air rippled as the spectral spear materialized before him, its glow dim and unstable.
He gazed at it calmly, eyes filled with resolve.
> “You were never meant to be my true martial spirit. It's time… to return.”
He formed a seal with his fingers and began chanting from the Holy Martial Scripture.
Immediately, the spear trembled violently.
Crack!
Fissures spiderwebbed across its form like shattered glass, its essence dissolving into golden light. It struggled, resisting—
But under the scripture's divine might, it could not endure.
Boom!
With a final blast, the martial spirit disintegrated, surging back into Xiao Chen’s soul like a golden tide.
This was it—the critical moment.
> “Come forth… my true martial spirit!”
He closed his eyes, letting his consciousness sink deep into cultivation.
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Outside, the city slumbered peacefully.
Inside his room, however, transformation brewed.
Golden runes whirled around him, flickering in and out of reality. Spiritual energy surged toward him, forming a dense vortex in the air.
Hummm…
His body began to glow—his aura growing exponentially by the second.
Then—
Boom!
His eyes snapped open, releasing a shockwave that rocked the very foundations of his chamber!
His pupils had turned golden, shining with divine majesty. His black hair fluttered behind him like a flowing waterfall, glimmering with an ethereal sheen. Jade-like dragon scales crept across his body, shimmering black and white with yin-yang energy.
On his forehead—
Two majestic dragon horns emerged, one black, one white, crackling with opposing yet harmonious forces.
And then—
A mighty dragon roar burst from within him, shaking the heavens!
> Roooaaarrrr!
Unconsciously, Xiao Chen had taken on his true dragon form.
Behind him, an ethereal dragon phantom rose—its black-and-white scales glowing like celestial constellations. Its golden eyes shone with ancient wisdom and primordial might.
It was a—
> Peak Heaven-Rank Martial Spirit: The Heavenly Yin-Yang Dragon!
Perfectly aligned with his bloodline and elemental affinity.
Boom!
The awakening’s pressure shattered parts of the protective spiritual formation around him, fissures cracking across the floor. A terrifying yin-yang aura surged outward, blanketing the room in divine brilliance.
In this moment—
Xiao Chen shed his former self.
His potential had become limitless.
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The eruption of a Peak Heaven-Rank Martial Spirit was no small event. As the Heavenly Yin-Yang Dragon loomed over him, its golden gaze unwavering, a chaotic surge of power exploded from his core.
Boom!
Heaven and earth’s spiritual energy spiraled toward him, forming a vortex that blotted out the stars.
Rumble…
His body shook violently. Spiritual force flooded his veins, meridians, and dantian like a tidal wave.
For the past year, Xiao Chen had carefully suppressed his cultivation, focusing instead on mastering elemental techniques and refining his combat ability.
But now—
> He could no longer suppress it!
The overwhelming might of his martial spirit had torn down every restraint.
Crack!
An invisible shackle shattered within his soul, releasing a radiant pulse of energy!
> Martial Soul Realm – Early Stage!
Still rising—
His soul force surged, pouring into every corner of his being.
> Martial Soul Realm – Mid Stage!
His consciousness floated into a vast void where the laws of the universe whispered secrets of creation. The legacy he inherited from the tomb—the accumulated energy, insight, and will—began refining itself.
> Martial Soul Realm – Late Stage!
His bones groaned, blood roared, and soul force blazed like wildfire.
Then—
Boom!
A final shockwave blasted outwards, shaking the chamber’s walls! Golden light erupted from his skin as his bloodline, elemental essence, and spiritual will harmonized in perfect unity.
> Martial Soul Realm – Peak Stage!
Xiao Chen exhaled slowly.
Golden light danced in his eyes.
> In a single night, he had ascended from Early Martial Soul Realm… to its Peak.
Filth and impurities seeped from his pores, expelled by the breakthrough. His spiritual body was now pure—yet physically, he was covered in grime.
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Under normal conditions, such a leap would be unthinkable. Martial artists at the Martial Soul Realm advanced slowly, step by step—It was the most important stage in a Martial artist journey, they not only have refine spiritual iQ but also temper their soul.
But Xiao Chen had long prepared for this.
An entire year of careful suppression had allowed him to:
Enhance his elemental mastery
Hone his combat prowess
Fortify his martial foundations
Now, that dam had burst.
His soul force had evolved. His affinity had sharpened. His potential had awakened.
Slowly, he clenched his fist—feeling power pulsing within.
A calm confidence settled over his heart.
> “There is still a long road ahead,” he murmured.
And with that, the storm passed.
The night grew silent once more.