He could even feel his skin and muscles growing tighter with the faint tremors of each impact.
’Passing through such a perilous place is a form of cultivation in itself.’
Chu Bai brushed the iron filings from his shoulder, a faint smile playing on his lips.
In this Primordial Magnetic Death Land, a place that would make ordinary people pale at the mere mention of its name, he walked forward as if on a leisurely stroll.
With every step, tenfold Gravity tempered his bones, the Primordial Magnetic Storm polished his skin and membranes, and the golden shackles on his chest hammered his Divine Soul.
He rather enjoyed this feeling of thirsting for more power. The wind howled, and crimson sand filled the sky.
The air here was viscous, as if filled with lead. A Gravity Field ten times stronger than the outside world acted like countless invisible hands, desperately clawing at every inch of Flesh and Blood that tried to pass, seeking to drag it into the Abyss below.
Chu Bai’s pace remained unchanged. With every breath, however, the rise and fall of his chest was accompanied by a roar like that of a blacksmith’s bellows.
The golden shackles branded upon his Divine Soul and Dao Foundation were now radiating a scorching heat.
It began to resonate strangely with the surrounding Primordial Magnetic Gravity Field. For anyone else, this combined internal and external pressure would be enough to shatter their Dao Foundation, but for Chu Bai, this was...
In the air around him, countless fine shards of Meteorite Iron, swept up in the raging Primordial Magnetic Storm, formed a sky-blotting black rain that furiously hammered against Chu Bai’s body.
At first, the shards were simply deflected by his resilient skin.
But as Chu Bai ventured deeper into the core, he surprisingly dispersed the layer of Spiritual Light that instinctively protected him, even opening all 108,000 of his pores.
"Come!"
A Divine Light flared in Chu Bai’s eyes. Within his Dantian, the Circulation Wheel stopped its steady rotation and suddenly reversed. The Power of the Five Elements completely converted into the Metal Element, generating an incredibly powerful suction.
He was actively drawing the violent Primordial Magnetic Qi into his body!
This act was no different from swallowing knives.
In an instant, streams of incredibly sharp, metal-aspected Primordial Magnetic Power, carrying a violent, tearing sensation, drilled through his pores, into his meridians, and rushed toward his vital organs.
COUGH!
Chu Bai let out a stifled grunt, a thread of golden blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
Pain!
It felt as if countless tiny files were furiously grinding against his every bone, scraping away at every inch of his marrow.
But he did not stop; on the contrary, the light in his eyes grew even more fervent.
Because he had sensed it.
Deep within his body, stimulated by this external Power of Primordial Magnetism, the essence of the Night Patrol God—which had long been devoured by Nourishing and Exquisite and had settled deep within his bones—was now fully awakened.
That was the Origin of a Foundation Establishment Divine Spirit, a Divine Dao Law Fragment.
At this moment, the Primordial Magnetic Storm hammered him from without, the golden shackles squeezed his potential from within, and in between, the Origin of the Divine Spirit nourished his bones.
At this moment, Chu Bai’s physical body was like a red-hot, unrefined ingot. In this great crucible—with heaven and earth as the furnace and creation itself as the smith—he was undergoing his final, complete metamorphosis.
As he continued to walk, the Cultivation Technique circulating within Chu Bai’s body reached its absolute peak speed.
The *Iron Bone Casting Body Technique*, the Body Refining Secret Technique that had been with him since his humble beginnings, was now flashing wildly on the panel in his Sea of Consciousness.
[Iron Bone Casting Body Technique: Perfection (1000/1000)]
Under the baptism of tenfold Gravity and the Primordial Magnetic Storm, this old technique was like an ill-fitting suit of clothes, being torn to shreds by his ever-expanding physical power.
’Am I just one step away from the Microscopic realm...?’
’But perhaps this technique can be taken even further.’
Chu Bai’s feet never stopped moving, but his mind had already sunk into his Sea of Consciousness.
’I can use this to develop a new technique!’
At the same time, his Dao Foundation Profound Method frantically converted the restless Wandering God Essence within him, transforming it from wild energy into the purest insights and sustenance.
In Chu Bai’s Sea of Consciousness, countless Magic Techniques began to deconstruct and reassemble.
He discarded the crude methods of brute-force endurance from the *Iron Bone Casting Body Technique*, retaining only its core essence of training the periosteum. He then perfectly fused this with the indestructible Divine Dao Traits of the Night Patrol God and the all-penetrating Primordial Magnetic Qi of Geng Metal from the world outside.
’Iron Bone is hard, but it is also brittle.’
’What I want isn’t just hardness, but an edge!’
’Mortal Iron must be tempered a hundred times to become Geng Metal. Geng Metal is the Qi of slaughter. It governs the great changes between heaven and earth, and there is nothing it cannot shatter!’
A flash of inspiration struck Chu Bai, and a series of rumbles like the thunderous roars of tigers and leopards erupted from within his body.
DONG! DONG! DONG!
That wasn’t his heartbeat. It was the sound of his bones vibrating.
Chu Bai’s bones, originally a dark silver, began to undergo a drastic transformation.
The accumulated impurities were forcibly shattered by the Power of Primordial Magnetism and expelled from his body. In their place, an utterly pure, dark gold luster appeared, radiating a grim, chilling aura.
Each and every bone became as clear as crystal, as if forged from the finest Geng Metal Divine Iron. They even naturally developed fine, sharp patterns on their surfaces.
Golden Flesh and Jade Bone, far surpassing mortal iron or stone.
In his Sea of Consciousness, the system panel jolted, and a brilliant golden light washed away the old text.
[Geng Metal Body Casting Technique: Beginner (1/500)]
...
"Hooo..."
Chu Bai slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.
The breath condensed instead of dispersing, forming a white ribbon of air that shot forward and pierced through a millstone-sized rock. The cut was as smooth as a mirror.
’A Secret Technique like this should be at the Foundation Establishment Level.’
’This insight was a rare one. It was partly due to long-term accumulation, and partly because the Divine Dao Origin I devoured played its part.’
’Of course, the main factor was my Dao Foundation Profound Method.’
Chu Bai stopped walking and looked down at his hands.
His once-rough palms were now as smooth as jade, with a faint metallic luster shimmering just beneath the skin.
He gently clenched his fist, and a sharp CRACK echoed as the air itself seemed to pop.
’It’s not just for defense...’
A hint of delight flashed in Chu Bai’s eyes.
The previous Iron Bone was passive, relying on sheer hardness to withstand blows.
The current Geng Metal integrates both offense and defense.
When an enemy’s attack strikes him, not only will it be repelled by his terrifying defensive power, but the attacker will also be instantly shredded by the rebounding Geng Metal Evil Qi.
How could this still be called a body of Flesh and Blood? It was clearly a walking, sentient, Humanoid Magical Treasure!
’Perfect. A Sharpening Stone has arrived.’
Chu Bai suddenly looked up, his gaze locking onto something in the distance.
Here, in the core region of Luoxing Slope, where the magnetic field was at its most chaotic.
A giant, house-sized fragment of meteorite was caught by the turbulent Gravity and suddenly changed its trajectory.
Like a heavy artillery shell fired from a cannon, it tore through the air with a piercing shriek, hurtling toward Chu Bai’s position with unstoppable momentum!
With such impact force, combined with its sharp edges, even an ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivator with a deployed shield would be instantly smashed into a pulp.
Yet, Chu Bai neither dodged nor evaded.
He didn’t mobilize even a sliver of Magical Power from his Dantian, nor did he use any Magic Technique.
He simply stood there quietly, waiting for the moment the meteorite’s shadow completely engulfed him—
"Sunder."
With an impassive expression, Chu Bai raised his right hand, fingers pressed together like a knife. He made a single, casual chop toward the thundering behemoth.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no ripple of colliding Spiritual Power.
In the next instant, Chu Bai withdrew his hand, clasped it behind his back, and strode forward.
Behind him.
The house-sized giant meteorite suddenly split open, a fissure as thin as a hair appearing down its center.
Immediately after, the entire meteorite split flawlessly in two along this line, crashing heavily to the ground on either side of Chu Bai and kicking up a cloud of dust.
Had anyone been there to take a closer look, they would have been horrified to discover that the cut surface of the meteorite was as smooth as a mirror. Even the internal grain of the rock was severed cleanly, without the slightest hint of a fracture.
The pure sharpness of the physical body, terrifyingly so!

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