Divine Sense Taking Form

A Buddhist body-cultivating martial skill. It was likely obtained from the Jinghai Sect. Qin Sang recalled the information Tan Hao had gathered earlier: the Jinghai Sect had been struck by a torrent of subterranean flame, and before its destruction, some treasures had been washed out. It was only natural for someone who acquired a Nascent Soul-tier martial skill—unable to use it themselves and finding no suitable buyer—to bring it to trade at the Myriad Demons Assembly. In this era, body cultivators were extraordinarily rare! This was not merely because body cultivation manuals were scarce and lost to time. The difficulty of cultivating the body in this world far exceeded that of spell cultivation, making even Core Formation body cultivators exceedingly few in number. Unless one were like Qin Sang, able to directly draw upon the inexhaustible power of the stars to temper the flesh without fear of corrosion from astral fiends, the path was nearly impassable. From the Xiaohan Realm, where rare spirit herbs occasionally appeared, to the entire Beichen Realm, Qin Sang had interacted with most Nascent Soul cultivators, yet he had never encountered a single pure body cultivator! Of course, there were still those who practiced body tempering as a secondary discipline. They had two primary objectives. First, cultivating the three aspects of essence, qi, and spirit aided in breaking through bottlenecks; Nascent Soul cultivators likely shared similar insights and would attempt this path. Second, it strengthened their physical bodies against extreme circumstances. Ultimately, however, they all discovered that doing so consumed far too much energy for negligible results—the gains could not justify the costs. Moreover, ordinary body cultivation manuals could not meet their demands. Consequently, their attainments never reached very high. Martial skills. Qin Sang preferred to call them martial divine abilities, and top-tier martial divine abilities were even rarer than body cultivation manuals. He had cultivated the *Heavenly Demon Transformation* to the fourth transformation, granting him a physique no weaker than that of a Transformation stage great demon. Yet the technique's innate divine abilities were limited to the Heavenly Demon Transformation itself—which reinforced the physical body and manifested phoenix wings—and the Heavenly Demon Dharma Idol, whose true purpose remained unclear to this day. Without magic treasures and Daoist arts, relying purely on body cultivation abilities, he would be no match for a demon king of the same rank. This was because Qin Sang knew no martial divine abilities. Possessing a formidable body without the means to wield it, he could not unleash its true power. Demon kings could refine their bloodline power and grasp bloodline divine abilities, things humans could never learn. He had once consulted Jingyu and confirmed this fact. Such a gap grew only more pronounced the higher one's realm advanced. Qin Sang had sought to purchase some in the Beichen Realm, but he had only managed to obtain a few substandard martial divine abilities that were of little use. Naturally, with his current cultivation, he could study those subpar abilities and attempt to create one of his own. Yet his foundation in the path of body cultivation was shallow, achieved rapidly through demon techniques; there was no telling how much time and effort it would take to succeed, and he had far too many matters demanding his attention. Qin Sang did not lack methods to confront foes, so he had never paid this much heed before. To him, the greatest benefits of the *Heavenly Demon Transformation* were granting him the Thunder Escape technique and making his flesh less fragile when confronting dangerous situations. When crossing the Storm Belt, the value of a powerful physique had proven itself. At times, he had been able to withstand the storms through raw physical resilience; otherwise, he would have faced far more than mere exhaustion of true essence and the accumulation of pill impurities. Setting out just after reaching the middle Nascent Soul stage had indeed pushed his limits. *A Buddhist martial divine ability.* Qin Sang's thoughts raced. Since the seller had put it up for trade without special stipulations, it likely did not require Buddhist cultivation techniques to accompany it, meaning any body cultivator could perform it. He wondered if there were any Nascent Soul body cultivators in the North Sea. The competition ought not to be too fierce unless demon kings participated, and demon kings prioritized treasures that enhanced bloodline power. Such a premier martial divine ability was an opportunity that, once missed, might never return. Qin Sang's heart stirred. He scanned the slip up and down but found no trading conditions listed for the *Seven Masters' Buddhist Seal*, so he spoke up to consult Daoist Yinquan. Daoist Yinquan said, "It means that when we attend the Myriad Demons Assembly, we should bring our entire net worth! As long as you have enough treasures on hand, you need not worry about lacking trading opportunities. The trade fair on the final day starts at dawn and has no time limit, giving participants ample time to weigh gains and losses and make exchanges. Completing a single trade might require several, or even a dozen, intermediate handoffs. Of course, every exchange must go through the assembly so they can take their cut." After a single trade fair, the organizers would make a staggering fortune. With such orderliness, the name "Myriad Demons Assembly" felt somewhat discordant; an outsider might easily mistake it for an event hosted by righteous factions. The seniors who originally founded the assembly had possessed great foresight. Qin Sang looked away and examined the other treasures on the list. He had not yet decided whether to attend the assembly; that could wait until he returned and refined the Hidden Fragrance Pill. Three astral feathers of a Star-Ruling Bird. Celestial Meteoric Iron. The Cold Bone Demonic Hand, sacred relic of the ancient demonic sect, the Cold Bone Dao. ... A dazzling array of rare treasures, virtually impossible to find in this era, unfolded before his eyes. The Myriad Demons Assembly truly lived up to its reputation as the grandest event in the Boundless Sea. Qin Sang resolved to return immediately to refine the Hidden Fragrance Pill. He asked where he should visit Daoist Yinquan before the assembly began. Daoist Yinquan presented him with a Danding Token. "Go to Mingzhu Island and activate this token, and someone will come to receive you." Recalling the location of Mingzhu Island, Qin Sang cupped his hands and took his leave. Flying out of Blue Star Island, Qin Sang hurried straight back to his cave abode. Opening the warding restrictions, he entered and found Tan Hao performing memorial rites for Tan Jie. When leaving the Jinghai Sect, Tan Hao had brought Tan Jie's coffin along to ensure his brother's remains would not be destroyed. Instructing Tan Hao to investigate the two major matters—Huang Longshi's temporary palace and the Myriad Demons Assembly—Qin Sang entered his cave abode, sealed the restrictions, and told Tan Hao not to disturb him under any circumstances. He sat cross-legged and entered meditative concentration. A black flame drifted from between Qin Sang's brows, and the fire lotus seed materialized. Gradually, the fluctuations upon the fire lotus seed became exceptionally steady, floating quietly before Qin Sang's chest. An unknown amount of time passed. Qin Sang exhaled a long breath. Having adjusted his condition to its peak, he drew the fire lotus seed back into his body. *Pop!* The jade bottle beside him uncorked on its own, and the Hidden Fragrance Pill drifted before him, rich medicinal aroma overflowing. Qin Sang gazed at it for a moment, then opened his mouth and swallowed it! As the spirit pill entered his stomach, it instantly dissolved into a cool wave of medicinal power that merged into his body. Qin Sang felt a burst of clarity wash over his mind, accompanied by a sensation of transcendent lightness. ... Four months later. *Creak!* The door of the quiet room swung open, and Qin Sang stepped forth. He glanced around. Within his eyes, an unprecedented brilliance seemed to flicker before quietly withdrawing inward. Finding Tan Hao absent, Qin Sang pondered for a moment, then flew straight out of the cave abode. Recalling the location of an uninhabited sea region, he tore through the air. Before long. Above the empty sea, Qin Sang's figure materialized silently. His behavior was somewhat peculiar; his eyes were half-closed as if sensing something, and then the corners of his mouth curved upward slightly. "My sensing range is nearly double what it was before. Is this the benefit of divine sense taking form?" Before his voice faded, Qin Sang's thoughts shifted, and he abruptly released his divine sense, sending a formidable aura surging from his body. *Boom!* The clouds and winds over the sea churned violently as near-tangible astral winds condensed into streams of air visible to the naked eye. Confirming no one was around, Qin Sang cast aside all restraint and fully unleashed his divine sense, allowing it to sweep across the space and stir up a tempest of celestial phenomena. *Rumble...* Qin Sang calmly observed the atmospheric phenomena, using them to analyze the benefits and changes that the materialization of his divine sense had brought him.