370: Chapter 370 The Ninth Form of the God of War

Normally, they coexisted in peace, each performing its own duty. But once they needed to be compressed into a core, they began to clash and repel one another.

He needed to find a way to make these powers truly fuse.

But the path of Fusion—how could it be easy?

He fell into deep thought, his mind flashing through his experiences over the years. From the Meteor Battle Tower to the Time Secret Realm, from the Shadow Realm to the Green Wood Realm, from the Tianyin Pavilion to the Star Sea, from the Ten Thousand Array Sect to the territories of the myriad races... every power he had obtained was accompanied by a trial of life and death, along with countless hardships and sweat.

Those powers were like his children; he was reluctant to give up any of them.

But if he didn't give them up, he couldn't condense a Golden Core. Without condensing a Golden Core, he couldn't face the King of Ten Thousand Races. If he couldn't face the King of Ten Thousand Races, the Human Realm would fall, his comrades would die, and everything he protected would turn to nothing.

He had to make a choice.

But at that moment, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

The Nine Styles of the War God.

He had cultivated the first eight forms of the Nine Styles of the War God, each of which was immensely powerful with its own unique uses. But the ninth form—'War Gods Unity'—he had never been able to comprehend. It wasn't because this form was too difficult, but because he never understood what 'Unity' truly meant.

At this moment, he finally understood.

War Gods Unity was not about pushing one power to its extreme, but about fusing all powers into one, turning them into a single, pure stream of 'War God Power.' That power contained physical strength, spiritual energy, Battle Intent, insights into the Laws... it contained everything a Cultivator possessed!

If he could comprehend this form, he could use it to fuse all the powers in his body and condense the Golden Core!

Gao Feng's eyes grew brighter and brighter as an uncontrollable excitement surged in his heart.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and began to fully contemplate the ninth form of the Nine Styles of the War God.

War Gods Unity...

War Gods Unity...

What is Unity? How does one achieve Unity?

He closed his eyes, sinking his consciousness into his body. He 'saw' those powers—the golden War God Power flowing through his Meridians, the silver Star Power swirling in his Dantian, the earthy yellow Myriad Weight Hegemon Body power lurking in his flesh and blood, the crimson Demonic Flame Power dormant in his bones, the profound Time Power fluctuating in his Sea of Consciousness, and the deep Space Power flowing through the Void Realm...

They each acted independently, not interfering with one another, but also not fusing.

He tried to use his consciousness to guide them, making them approach and touch each other. But as soon as they made contact, they began to repel and clash.

He quickly withdrew his consciousness, not daring to try again.

He fell into deep thought.

He remembered his travels that year and the myriad race Cultivators he had met. Some were hot-tempered, some calm, some devious, some straightforward, some mysterious, and some honest... they each had their own habits and weaknesses, but they all lived under the same sky and yearned for peace and tranquility.

He remembered Elder Xinghui's dying wish—not to exterminate the myriad races, but to coexist with them in peace.

He thought of the myriad race Cultivators he had befriended; though they were of different races, they all shared similar emotions and desires.

He suddenly understood.

Fusion was not about forcibly kneading different powers together, but about finding their commonalities, allowing them to understand, tolerate, and support one another.

Just like the myriad races and humans, though of different species, they all yearned for peace and tranquility. As long as they found this common ground, peaceful coexistence could be achieved.

The powers within his body were the same. Although they had different attributes, they all came from him, were part of him, and were meant to protect everything he wanted to guard. As long as he found this common ground, they could truly fuse.

He took a deep breath and guided those powers once more.

This time, he didn't force them to fuse but instead used his heart to feel them. He felt the dominance of the War God Power, the vastness of the Star Power, the heaviness of the Myriad Weight Hegemon Body, the heat of the Demonic Flame Power, the profundity of the Time Power, and the depth of the Space Power...

He felt the uniqueness of each one, as well as the significance of each one's existence.

Then, he began to tell them.

You are all part of me. Your existence is to make me stronger, so that I can protect everything I want to guard. You don't need to repel each other, you don't need to clash. You only need to be... together.

The powers seemed to understand his words. They began to slowly approach and touch. This time, there was no repulsion, no conflict, only a wonderful resonance.

The golden War God Power and the silver Star Power intertwined, transforming into a brand-new golden light.

The earthy yellow Myriad Weight Hegemon Body power merged into it, making the golden light even heavier.

The crimson Demonic Flame Power merged into it, making the golden light even hotter.

The profound Time Power merged into it, causing the golden light to flow slowly, as if containing the rhythm of time.

The deep Space Power merged into it, causing the golden light to warp slightly, as if containing the mysteries of space.

All the powers, at this moment, truly fused.

A pure, brilliant golden light was slowly born within Gao Feng's body. Within that light were contained physical strength, spiritual energy, Battle Intent, Law insights... everything Gao Feng possessed!

War Gods Unity!

It succeeded!

Gao Feng opened his eyes, which were now burning with an unprecedented golden light. He took a deep breath, gathered all his power into his Dantian, and then suddenly compressed it!

The golden light rapidly contracted in his Dantian, growing smaller and brighter, finally condensing into a thumb-sized golden bead!

The bead was perfectly round, emitting a brilliant golden light as it slowly rotated in his Dantian. With each rotation, a stream of pure power surged from it, flowing through his entire body.

Golden Core!

He had finally condensed a Golden Core!

The golden light slowly rotated in his Dantian, and that thumb-sized Golden Core radiated a brilliant glow. With every rotation, a stream of pure power surged out, flowing through his entire body. The feeling was wonderful, as if his entire being had gained a new life.

But Gao Feng knew this was only the beginning.

The Golden Core was newly formed and still needed to be stabilized. He focused his mind and continued to circulate the War God Art, guiding the power surging from the Golden Core to temper his Meridians, flesh, and bones over and over again. Wherever that power passed, his already formidable Physical Body became even tougher, and his already pure spiritual energy became even more solid.

However, just when he thought everything was going smoothly, a sudden change occurred!

The newly formed Golden Core suddenly began to vibrate violently! The golden light flickered, and fine cracks appeared on its smooth surface! A violent aura surged from it, rampaging through his Dantian!

"Not good!" Gao Feng's expression changed drastically.

He quickly pushed the War God Art to its limit, trying to suppress that violent power. But the power was too strong and completely out of control. The cracks grew larger and more numerous; it looked like the Golden Core was about to shatter!

If the Golden Core shattered, not only would his Breakthrough fail, but his cultivation would also regress significantly, and he might even perish on the spot!

Why was this happening?

He had clearly comprehended War Gods Unity and fused all his powers. Why was the Golden Core still unstable?

He gritted his teeth and persisted, desperately trying to suppress it, but it was to no avail. The vibration of the Golden Core became more intense, and the cracks deepened, reaching the brink of collapse.

At this critical moment, a clear and resonant zither melody penetrated layers of barriers and entered the stone room.

It was Luo Li's Pure Heart Illusion-Breaking Melody!

The zither sound was ethereal and clear, like a mountain spring washing the mind. It entered Gao Feng's ears, his Sea of Consciousness, and the Golden Core in his Dantian that was on the verge of collapse.

A strange thing happened.

Under the cleansing of the zither music, the vibration of the Golden Core actually weakened slightly. Although the cracks were still there, the speed at which they spread slowed down.

Immediately following that, a warm breath of life surged from the ground; it was Chu Lan's Spirit Plant Array. That aura merged into Gao Feng's body, nourishing his Meridians and repairing the tiny wounds torn by the violent power.

Tian Xin's body-protecting divine talisman also lit up. A golden light enveloped Gao Feng's entire body, stabilizing his physical form and preventing him from suffering a backlash if the Golden Core collapsed.

Su Ning's Spatial Barrier fluctuated slightly, completely isolating the stone room from the outside world to prevent any interference from affecting Gao Feng.

Lin Yue's Protective Grand Array operated at full capacity, layers of earthy yellow light enveloping the entire stone room, guarding Gao Feng inside.

Although Yao Guang couldn't act directly, she had already gripped the last spring return golden pill, ready to rush in and save him at any moment.

His partners were all outside, doing their best to help him.

Gao Feng took a deep breath, a warm current surging in his heart. He couldn't give up; he couldn't let down their expectations.

He closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into his Dantian again, carefully observing the Golden Core that was on the verge of collapse.

Where did those cracks and that violent power come from?

He observed carefully and finally discovered where the problem lay.

Although the powers contained within the Golden Core were fused, the Fusion was not perfect.

The War God Power, Star Power, Myriad Weight Hegemon Body power, Demonic Flame Power, Time Power, Space Power... they were merely forcibly mixed together and had not truly reached a balance. Like a hodgepodge dish, even if all the ingredients were added, without the right heat and seasoning, it couldn't become a fine delicacy.

He needed to find a way to make these powers truly reach a balance.

But how to balance them?

He fell into deep thought.

At that moment, he remembered his travels in the territories of the myriad races that year. Those myriad race Cultivators—some were hot-tempered, some calm, some devious, some straightforward—but they could all coexist peacefully within their own tribes. Why? Because they had common rules, common beliefs, and a common way of life.

The powers in his body were the same. They needed a common rule, a common order.

And the War God Art was that rule.

He wasn't meant to forcibly mix all the powers together, but to use the War God Art as the core, letting all the powers revolve around this core, each performing its duty and staying in its proper place.