Chapter Eight: The Spear of the Underworld God
After awakening the power of the Divine Elephant, Shi Jian's pores all erupted with a terrifying aura, followed by a long, whistle-like cry!
Faint glimmers appeared on Shi Jian’s palm.
The number of these lights steadily increased, shifting from quantitative to qualitative change, until they fully condensed into a solid object as hard as steel!
An ancient, solemn spear emitting an aura of vast antiquity appeared in Shi Jian’s hand.
The Spear of the Nether God!
This spear is the fundamental divine technique of the Divine Elephant Prison Suppression Skill. Having mastered this skill, Shi Jian naturally could condense the Spear of the Nether God.
With the spear in hand, the world is mine!
Shi Jian gazed into the distance as a terrifying explosive force radiated from his hand.
In an instant, the Spear of the Nether God sliced through the sky, soaring hundreds of meters before piercing into the valley below!
The mountain crumbled like tofu, unable to resist the spear’s piercing.
A deep, unfathomable hole appeared in the mountainside.
“This Spear of the Nether God is incredibly powerful. It can be wielded as a direct weapon or projected outward…”
“The Red Peak Spear and the Immortal Shield—Anlan, the Immortal King of the Perfect World, also wielded a spear. I wonder when my Spear of the Nether God will rival his Red Peak Spear!”
Shi Jian stared at the gaping hole in the mountainside, full of admiration for the spear’s might.
With his current physical strength combined with the power of Dragon-Elephant, the Spear of the Nether God, when launched, could already kill at the Blood Mover stage.
It might even slay a weaker Heaven Realm cultivator.
One must understand, the Spear of the Nether God is not merely a weapon.
When unleashed, it emits the wailing cries of hell, like thousands of malevolent spirits screaming in your ear.
It suppresses the will on a spiritual level, striking both mind and body simultaneously!
This is its true strength.
Moreover, its power grows continuously as Shi Jian’s own strength increases.
When he reaches the pinnacle of cultivation, this Spear of the Nether God will truly be the Spear of the Nether God.
It will subdue the underworld and capture demon gods.
Shi Jian snapped his fingers, and the spear shot out from the mountain, returning swiftly to his hand.
Looking at the Spear of the Nether God, Shi Jian set a small but firm goal for himself: “Use the Spear of the Nether God to pin Anlan down once and for all.”
After finishing his cultivation, Shi Jian returned to Stone Village.
By now, some villagers were already waking one after another.
Shi Jian lifted the sleeping infant by the nape of his neck.
The future Wasteland Emperor struggled with his short little legs in Shi Jian’s hand.
“Brother Shi Jian…”
The drowsy Wasteland Emperor hadn’t even finished his sentence before Shi Jian tossed him onto the training ground.
“How can you sleep at your age? Hurry up and start training…”
A massive stone slab was pressed down onto the infant’s back.
Hundreds of pounds weighed on Stone Hao, yet he showed no discomfort at all.
“Even without the Supreme Bone, Stone Hao’s physique far surpasses that of ordinary people!” Shi Jian thought to himself.
Though Stone Hao’s Supreme Bone was removed, the connection between his body and the Supreme Bone had not been completely severed!
Hence, some divine qualities remained within his body.
This explained why Stone Hao’s physique was far superior to others.
It was evident from the time he lifted the thousand-pound cauldron.
Now, at only three or four years old, Stone Hao could lift the thousand-pound cauldron—something even thirteen or fourteen-year-old village children might not manage.
A strong body has its advantages.
Stone Hao’s extraordinary constitution meant he could undergo baptism early and begin his path of cultivation!
“When I slay the ancient clan Suanni and use their precious blood to baptize Stone Hao’s body, who knows how powerful he will become after such a transformation!”
Shi Jian found a spark of satisfaction in nurturing him.
In the original story, Stone Hao also baptized himself with the Suanni’s precious blood.
Back then, he scavenged the corpse of a Suanni.
The Suanni’s lifespan was near its end.
Before dying, it tried to self-destruct its body but failed, leaving behind a corpse that Stone Hao was able to claim.
That Suanni corpse was naturally a peerless treasure.
However, having self-destructed once, its blood, flesh, and essence had all been depleted.
Stone Hao’s one-day and one-night blood baptism barely transformed him, allowing him to reach the Blood Mover stage.
At that time, a swing of his arms wielded eight thousand jin of divine strength!
But that was far from Stone Hao’s limit.
Now, with Shi Jian present, he could provide better conditions for Stone Hao.
What’s the point of a Wasteland Emperor who rules a mere ten thousand years?
Shi Jian wanted an Emperor who could dominate all eternity.
Shi Jian also set a goal for the little child: to shatter Stone Yi’s Supreme Dream with three punches during the Twin Stones battle.
Soon, other youths from Stone Village gathered at the training ground.
They began forging their physiques through rigorous training.
From the moment Shi Jian learned this was the Perfect World, he had trained relentlessly!
Thus, he ignited a fervor of “frenzied training” throughout Stone Village.
Other children came to train before dawn every day.
Whether they did so willingly, Shi Jian did not know.
He only knew that ever since he began his morning training at the square before daybreak, he could hear the cries and screams of children throughout the village each morning.
Gradually, people came to the square holding their aching bodies to undergo physical tempering.
Over time, the entire village developed the habit of rising early.
Not just children, but adults too!
Shi Jian trained amid the crowd.
With his terrifying physical condition, he no longer needed sleep.
Upon opening his eyes, he cultivated—never closing them again.
His achievements owed much to the Celestial Library.
But his personal effort was also crucial.
In front of all eyes, Shi Jian did not cultivate the Divine Elephant Prison Suppression Skill.
Instead, he focused on Bone Runes!
True cultivation was not merely about forging the body.
One must comprehend primal runes and touch the essence of heaven and earth.
Otherwise, no matter how powerful the body, one would find it hard to reach the pinnacle.
In the Perfect World, the true strongest fused their bodies with bone runes.
When tempering all beings, they produced mysterious fragments of the Way that merged seamlessly into their flesh and blood.
The so-called Blood Mover stage meant using bone runes as divine nourishment for the body.
The Bone Runes Shi Jian cultivated were brought back years ago by the village chief, Shi Yunfeng, when he was young.
Over several years, Shi Jian had almost completely absorbed these runes.
Halfway through his cultivation, Shi Jian saw Village Chief Shi Yunfeng approach.
He paused his training and looked toward the village chief.