A Farmer's Journey To Immortality - Chapter 542: Harmonizing Mind, Body & Spirit P2

Chapter 542: Harmonizing Mind, Body & Spirit P2

For some reason, Aksai was aware that he was only hallucinating these opponents in his mind because of the mysterious state he was in.

And this mysterious state was helping him redefine his path as a martial artist.

It was like a person trapped inside a dream who knew they were dreaming. In such cases, even if the dream turned into a nightmare, the dreamer could face it boldly with a smile, knowing they were not in real danger.

Aksai’s condition was just like that. He was aware of the state he was in—probably because his Aether cultivation had deepened to another level.

His soul could instinctively distinguish between reality and illusion, even though the state itself was similar to the mental test Spirit cultivators faced during the Core Formation realm breakthrough—the Dejection Demon Test.

This was a liberating experience for Aksai. One could say that he was already prepared to face the Dejection Demon Test when the time came. His soul, refined through the Wisp Mastery realm of Aether cultivation, had already qualified him to pass it.

So instead of doubting himself, Aksai chose to use this mysterious trance-like state as a whetstone to sharpen all his martial arts.

He could feel it. Guardian’s Qi, once heavy and hard to control, now flowed through him like protective armor. His body glowed faintly, shielding him as he moved through enemy attacks with clarity and ease.

Then came another wave of foes, this time armed with energy blades. Aksai took a deep breath and drew the image of a blade with his hand—Qi Sword Arts. His hand became sharp like a real sword as he sliced through the enemies. His movements were clean, the energy around him sharper than ever.

But he knew he wasn’t done.

He crouched low, channeled his strength into his arms, and unleashed a flurry of blows using White Golden Palm Arts. His palms glowed with a faint golden hue. Each strike was faster, more refined, the golden light carving paths through the crowd like sunlight piercing storm clouds.

Then more faceless opponents came—now numbering more than a hundred.

Finally, he called upon his strongest martial technique: Qi Palm Arts. His palms burst with waves of concentrated Qi that exploded on impact. Shockwaves swept through the battlefield, scattering enemies and lifting dust and broken stone.

One by one, the styles merged within Aksai’s body.

He no longer saw them as separate techniques. They were all part of a larger whole—streams feeding the same river.

Harmony Palm set the rhythm. Qi Flow Arts moved his body in sync. Guardian’s Qi shielded his core. Qi Sword Arts became his cutting edge. White Golden Palm Arts added explosive power. And Qi Palm Arts gave him the overwhelming burst to end any fight.

He fought, blended, and adjusted—again and again.

Then something shifted.

The faceless army vanished. The battlefield cracked and crumbled into nothing. Aksai stood alone in a vast, silent space, surrounded by a faint golden mist that flickered briefly before fading—perhaps a sign of his upcoming breakthrough in body cultivation.

He raised his hand slowly. The energy within him stirred. Not like before—this time it moved with perfect rhythm, sharp and connected.

He had done it.

He had merged all his martial arts—refined them, evolved them. No longer just six distinct styles, it had become his style. One that matched his body, his spirit, and his mind.

One that belonged to him alone.

Still seated in the real world, his eyes remained closed. A faint smile appeared on his lips.

“Why not make use of this state to deepen my Spirit cultivation base as well?”

Aksai asked himself. And as if responding to his will, a new wave of opponents appeared in front of him out of thin air. It was as if the Dejection Demon-like test was responding to Aksai’s will. Instead of subjecting him to preset hurdles, it was as if the test was adjusting its questions based on the cultivator’s whims.

Surrounded by a new wave of faceless enemies, Aksai decided to seal his martial arts and only use his Spirit spells. They came in waves, again and again.

His body moved on its own. His Spirit essence surged with each breath, refined and controlled. With a calm look in his eyes, he raised his hand.

[ Earth Control Spell ]

The ground trembled around him. Thick walls of hardened earth rose from the floor, blocking the attacks from the rushing enemies. At the same time, pits opened beneath some of them, swallowing the shadows whole. The spell reacted as if it was a part of his body, obeying without delay.

[ Wood Vines Spell ]

Aksai stomped once. From the cracks in the battlefield, dark green and brown vines burst forth. They twisted and snapped like whips, wrapping around the legs and arms of his enemies. The vines pulled, yanked, and held them in place. Their sharp thorns dug into the forms of the faceless attackers.

[ Ice Spear Spell ]

The vines glowed faint blue. At their tips, sharp ice spears grew and took shape. Now, the vines weren’t just traps—they were flexible weapons that struck from all angles. He spun with ease, sending frozen javelins into waves of enemies. They shattered on impact, freezing parts of the battlefield as they pierced through their targets.

[ Light Steps ]

Aksai vanished from one spot and appeared on top of a crumbling wall. His legs moved faster than the eye could follow. His agility soared as he leapt across gaps and flipped between falling rocks. His footwork was light, but every movement was filled with Spirit energy. He danced across the battlefield, never staying in one place for too long.

[ Sea of Flames ]

He flicked his fingers, and a circle of fire burst to life around him. Waves of red and orange flames roared outward, scorching every enemy nearby. The heat was intense, but it didn’t touch Aksai. The fire obeyed his Spirit essence and burned only what he commanded.

[ Wind Control Levitation ]

His sword, which had been sheathed at his side, rose into the air. It hovered next to him, then shot forward, cutting through enemies like a flying snake of steel. Aksai guided it with a thought, controlling its speed and direction through his Spirit essence.

[ Wind Blades ]

A flick of his wrist sent ten-inch long blades of wind slicing through the battlefield. They were fast, invisible, and sharp. They followed his targets without missing, cutting through enemy after enemy like paper.

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