Zhou Xuan was woken up by the scorching Sun.
Slowly opening his eyes, the dazzling Sun shone into his vision, and the stinging pain of his eyeballs being scorched caused two lines of tears to fall.
Lying on the ground motionless, Zhou Xuan sensed the weakness of his body from soul to body.
The divine soul in his Sea of Consciousness seemed to be shackled by invisible chains, making it extremely difficult to mobilize. He wanted to condense Water vapor to form clouds to block the Sun, but it took him a long time to condense only a thin mist.
Not only his divine soul, but also the True Qi in his Dantian had problems; all the True Qi that had accumulated to the stage of Jade Liquid Reverting to Elixir had dissipated.
Zhou Xuan carefully sensed it and found that fortunately, there were still a few wisps of True Qi scattered throughout his limbs and bones. Originally, they were used to strengthen his physique, but now they had become a lifesaver, preventing the True Qi from having to be cultivated from scratch.
Is it an inability to adapt to the rules of the World?
But in this World, he shouldn't be unable to adapt, right? Could it be that he transmigrated to the wrong World?
Just as he was about to ponder what caused his current weakness, a dizzying sensation surged into his consciousness like a tide.
Stretching, squeezing, rotating... Zhou Xuan felt like he was being thrown into a washing machine and constantly stirred.
This uncomfortable feeling... even though it was his second time experiencing it, still made him want to commit suicide.
Forcibly enduring the scorching sensation from all over his body, he lay motionless for a long time. After the dizziness dissipated, Zhou Xuan slowly straightened his waist and surveyed his surroundings.
Yellow sand, boundless yellow sand!
Boundless yellow sand filled his vision, and even looking as far as he could, he couldn't see the end!
The sky was light Blue, with not a single cloud to block the Sun. Above the undulating sand, the air was distorted and steaming from the Sun's heat. A gentle breeze blew, and heat waves continuously assailed Zhou Xuan, making it extremely hot.
Is this inside the desert??
Zhou Xuan's eyelids twitched. His divine soul sensed the Heaven and Earth, then absorbed a mass of Heaven and Earth Origin Qi into his hand, frowning as he perceived it in minute detail:
Although the Heaven and Earth Origin Qi was dense, it was difficult to control, as if it was suppressed by something.
In this place, even after his divine soul adapted, his overall strength would be greatly suppressed, probably less than 20% of what it was in the previous World.
After a light sigh, Zhou Xuan lay back down on the desert, his mind sinking into his Dantian, mobilizing the remaining True Qi to circulate through his body, dispelling his physical discomfort.
This was Zhou Xuan's second transmigration.
In the modern city, he experienced an accident and awakened the ability to transmigrate.
He then worked hard, reading various classics and learning survival skills.
After making full preparations, he began his first transmigration, intending to embark on the path of a traveling mage or a dimensional merchant.
The result, don't even mention it.
Soon after breaking through the World barrier and entering the void, he attracted the attention of void creatures. In his desperate escape, he plunged into a seemingly ordinary World within a vast and magnificent cluster of Worlds.
After a perilous landing, he carefully lay low in a small village. Through the names and titles of great heroes he heard from the village Elder Grandpa, Zhou Xuan discovered that he was quite familiar with this World, as it matched a Wuxia novel he had read before.
After his body adapted to the environment of this World, he went out of the village for the first time. Before he could even act as a chivalrous hero, he encountered a gang fight between two second-rate Jianghu gangs outside the city.
The scene was grand.
Sword Qi crisscrossed, Saber light scattered, True Qi of various natures flew wildly, shattering mountains and splitting rocks, blocking rivers and severing currents. The terrain within several miles was completely destroyed.
After fighting on the ground for a while, the gang leaders flew into the sky to fight. The light and Shadow effects when their moves clashed were even more beautiful than fireworks.
This caused Zhou Xuan's heart to be shocked again and again, to the point where it couldn't be shocked anymore. He felt like he had gone to the wrong set and entered the Xianxia World next door.
Coming back to his senses, he tried to throw a punch with all his might, producing a crisp sound. Then he looked at the hooligans beside him who were also watching the fight.
A small man who was picking his nose sneered and glanced at Zhou Xuan, flicking the booger from his index finger onto the ground.
With a "bang," sand and stones splattered, and a shallow pit appeared on the ground.
Zhou Xuan looked at the small man's finger, which was still picking his nose, and then at his own fist. A desolate feeling filled his chest.
After three years of diligent practice, after transmigrating, he estimated that he couldn't even beat a small hooligan.
His bowed head drooped, Zhou Xuan didn't want to speak, and turned back to the village.
This World is too dangerous, he wants to go home!
The names and nicknames of the characters were correct, but the martial power was not. Even a second-rate gang leader could shatter mountains and split rocks, and fly with Qi. Wouldn't the experts on the rankings be able to pluck stars and seize the Moon, and re-refine Earth, Water, Wind, and Fire?
This is not a Wuxia World, it's clearly a mythical World disguised as Wuxia!
However, fortune turned in an instant. As soon as Zhou Xuan returned to the village, he encountered the number one expert in the World described in the novel.
And the first sentence this number one expert said to Zhou Xuan startled him greatly.
"Kid, I've been watching You for a long time, from the moment You entered this World from the void..."
Zhou Xuan's mind went blank with fright at that moment. He immediately confessed everything, saying whatever came to mind. He couldn't remember what he said, but it seemed he said everything that should be said and everything that shouldn't be said.
Later, he inexplicably became the inner disciple of this number one expert in the World and inherited his Dao lineage that could open up Heaven and Earth.
And when his cheap master Sun En engaged in the ultimate battle with a certain person titled Sword Saint, just as the plot dictated, Zhou Xuan also witnessed the extreme of martial arts in this World—Shattering the Void.
In this borderland Wuxia World where martial power broke through the sky, the extreme of martial arts, Shattering the Void, was truly Shattering the Void.
As the literal meaning suggests, directly breaking through the World barrier to enter the chaotic void, then shattering the void to open up a new World.
And the vast World cluster he saw when he transmigrated to this World in the void was gradually opened up by the Void Shattering level martial artists in this World cluster.
The World he is currently in is a new World that has only recently been born.
It is said that a certain Void Shattering level martial artist opened it up based on a novel after a divine tour of various Worlds.
Terrifying as such! Truly terrifying!
Looking back now, it was truly fortunate that he wasn't beaten to death as an invading extraterrestrial demon when he entered that World cluster.
He circulated his Qi thirty-six times, dispelling the discomfort in his body, then slowly withdrew his achievement and returned it to his Dantian, accumulating it into a wisp of elixir Qi.
Zhou Xuan concentrated and carefully sensed it, finding that after re-tempering, the purity of his True Qi had improved to a higher level, capable of carrying more divine soul power.
However, the Origin Qi of this Heaven and Earth is suppressed, making cultivation much more difficult. From the perspective of Origin Qi density, the upper limit of martial power is very high, and he must seize the time to recover his strength...
After pondering for a while, Zhou Xuan's mind moved, and he circled his palm, mentally drawing in the Heaven and Earth Origin Qi, then struck out with his palm.
A low, powerful sound of air breaking rang out, the air churned, dust and sand splattered, and a sizable pit appeared on the ground in front of him.
After estimating the power, Zhou Xuan mobilized his divine soul to absorb the Heaven and Earth Origin Qi, condensing it into an invisible weapon, and performed a set of Sword Technique.
His figure flickered, splitting into more than ten light Shadows, simultaneously dancing his sword to create wind. The long sword in his hand emitted a cold light, its moves changing endlessly. Amidst the crisscrossing Sword Qi, the stirred dust and sand enveloped a hundred-meter radius.
After gaining a detailed understanding of the strength he could exert in this World, Zhou Xuan sank his mind into his Sea of Consciousness to check the information given to him by his transmigration ability after arriving in this World.
'A mysterious martial artist from an unknown place, cultivating painstakingly in the desert,' and... a language pack?
Zhou Xuan raised his eyebrows. His identity information, like 'a wandering medical apprentice stranded in the wilderness' in the previous World, was equally nonsensical.
However, this language pack was clearly English, and this familiar feeling, no matter how he looked at it, seemed to be what he had learned before.