Twin Dragon Iron Fist (Second Update)

Old Wang walked over and did as instructed.

The next moment, Shou-Lao’s heart gradually transformed into energy and flowed into Old Wang’s hands.

This was an exceptionally high-grade energy, ninety percent of Shou-Lao’s essence. The remaining ten percent became a dragon egg.

Its energy quality was extremely high, equivalent to the Wild Gods of World of Warcraft and two full tiers above the True Qi currently within Old Wang. By all rights, it should have seized control, devoured Old Wang’s True Qi, and ultimately turned him into a vessel for Shou-Lao’s power, cutting off his path of martial cultivation.

Both the Jade Emperor and Lei Gong were worried about this.

Even they did not dare covet Shou-Lao’s power. They only dared remain by Shou-Lao’s side, channeling True Qi into his body to gain insight and learn from it.

Master Wang could not possibly be unaware of this.

Where did his confidence come from?

Shou-Lao’s power was extremely domineering, brimming with masculine force.

The moment it entered Old Wang’s body, it began devouring his True Qi.

Old Wang grunted, sat cross-legged, and began dealing with it at full strength.

He mobilized his True Qi, circulating it through every meridian and acupoint in his body in an extraordinarily profound and complex pattern, beginning a prolonged guerrilla war against Shou-Lao.

Shou-Lao’s power gathered at his chest, forming a black mark—the pattern of the Immortal Dragon.

The pattern was dark at first, but as time passed, it gradually faded, signifying that Shou-Lao’s power was steadily diminishing. Perhaps it would soon vanish completely.

"Hm?"

Lei Gong suddenly let out a startled sound, uncertain. "What is he trying to do? Use his body as a battlefield and slowly erode Shou-Lao’s power? How can he do that? That’s impossible!"

If Master Wang went all out, he could certainly force Shou-Lao’s power out. But devour it?

That was simply impossible!

"I don’t know." The Jade Emperor frowned, deep doubt rising in his heart.

Master Wang’s method of circulating True Qi was far too complex. Even he could not understand it, and he did not dare conduct a spiritual probe carelessly.

This was the most crucial moment. Master Wang could not suffer any disturbance. Success or failure hinged on this.

For some reason, the Jade Emperor had a strange feeling.

Master Wang was so practiced at this, as though he had done it many times before.

Did he have experience refining high-grade energy?

The instant the thought arose, the Jade Emperor extinguished it.

That was impossible!

Existences on Shou-Lao’s level were not cabbages. There were only a handful of beings with energy of the same grade. Across the Nine Realms, there were fewer than one could count on both fingers and toes.

Could it be related to the Sorcerer Supreme, Ancient One?

The Jade Emperor and Lei Gong exchanged a glance. They understood each other’s guess and nodded.

That had to be it. It had to be the Sorcerer Supreme!

Only an existence of that level had both the ability and the reason to help Master Wang refine Shou-Lao’s power.

After all, Master Wang was the Sorcerer Supreme’s good friend!

The Sorcerer Supreme had lived for several centuries. Master Wang had likely lived for several centuries as well. They were both ancient monsters…

"Everyone, leave," Lei Gong ordered, then sat down cross-legged.

From this point onward, this place would be the foremost forbidden ground in all of K’un-Lun.

Whether it was Shou-Lao’s dragon egg or Master Wang, both needed someone to stand guard.

The Jade Emperor was too exalted to handle such matters personally.

Lei Gong was the best guardian.

Kamar-Taj.

Ancient One opened the Darkhold, greatly interested in the knowledge within.

Chthon stood a level above even Dormammu. Perhaps the Darkhold contained a way to deal with Dormammu.

If she could resolve Dormammu completely, that would naturally be best. There was no need to leave trouble for future generations.

Though the chances were slim.

Suddenly, she raised her head and looked toward K’un-Lun, vaguely sensing something.

At her level, her soul had long since reached the level of a primordial spirit. Like the seventh and eighth consciousnesses in Buddhism, it granted certain wondrous intuitions that were difficult to explain.

"How strange. It seems something related to me is happening?"

After considering it, she gave up on the idea of taking a look.

K’un-Lun existed in an independent space. With her abilities, she could naturally force her way in, but that would be rather impolite.

She had no way to see through a spatial barrier from over a thousand kilometers away with her own power, unless she used the Cosmic Cauldron. But that would alert the other side.

After all, three days ago, through the resonance of their auras, she had sensed that a Grandmaster had been born in K’un-Lun. It was no longer what it had once been.

"I can’t shake the feeling that it has something to do with that boy surnamed Wang…"

Sensing that everyone else had left and that only Shou-Lao and Matt’s group of three remained, Old Wang finally relaxed.

Shou-Lao’s power was of a very high level, but he had experience.

He had refined every kind of high-grade energy before: the Four August Celestials of Pandaria, the Wild Gods of the Emerald Dream, even the Titan Keepers of Ulduar and the Titans of the Pantheon. A mere Shou-Lao naturally posed no problem.

Refining high-grade energy inevitably required a long time.

Once he had set the circulation route, the mature True Qi would operate automatically without needing Old Wang’s attention.

He closed his eyes and rested his mind, beginning to reflect on the seven days and seven nights of discussions on the Dao. He considered the differences between Pandaren martial arts and K’un-Lun martial arts, using each to verify the other, learning from their strengths and compensating for their weaknesses as he tried to fuse them into one.

On the path of the Monk, he had long reached a realm never attained by anyone before him, even surpassing the last emperor, Shaohao. But had this path truly reached its end?

Old Wang believed it had not.

Demigod was not the limit. Ten years in World of Warcraft had been far too short, nowhere near enough.

Back then, although he possessed strength above Archimonde and Kil’jaeden, enough to confront the Titan world-soul Argus head-on, much of that came from the empowerment of the Four August Celestials, five Dragon Aspects, eight Titan Keepers, and the Titans.

Without all external power, Old Wang’s strength was roughly equal to Archimonde and Kil’jaeden.

That was strength purely on the level of a Monk.

Over the past nineteen years, Old Wang had visited many martial arts schools and sparred with many renowned fighting masters, including practitioners of karate, judo, Muay Thai, and, naturally, the vast variety of Chinese martial arts. Though his cultivation had been lacking, his attainments in martial arts and the martial path had continued to improve without pause.

Now that he had come into contact with authentic K’un-Lun martial arts, Old Wang could see from a greater height and advance another step. He felt himself drawing ever closer to the limit of a demigod Monk. Perhaps one day, he would achieve a second transformation in the level of his life.

Just like in China’s myths and legends: shatter the void and ascend to immortality.

A Master was a Human Immortal, a Grandmaster an Earth Immortal, and a demigod a Divine Immortal. Beyond that naturally lay Celestial Gods and Celestial Immortals—the truly powerful realms, transcendent freedom and liberation beyond this universe.

Three days passed in a flash, and Old Wang suddenly opened his eyes.

The pattern on his chest had completely vanished. Shou-Lao’s power had finally been fully refined. He had thoroughly grasped the essence of this power and reached a state of endless cycles, mutual generation, and mutual completion.

Old Wang did not move in the slightest, yet the True Qi within him split into two streams. Two true dragons burst forth from his body and spiraled upward above his head, one azure and one gold. One was jade-like from head to tail, while the other spread its wings.