Chapter 52: Kunlun Secret Manual, Hell Ritual
A massive dragon skeleton stretched for dozens of meters.
Under the glow of milky-white light, it seemed to be imbued with a soul. The glistening white bones appeared to ripple faintly, with subtle creaks coming from the joints.
It was like an ancient, primeval beast that had slumbered for ten thousand years, now slowly awakening, ready to break free from the shackles of time and return to the world of the living.
"What's going on?"
Even with Jiang Feng's steady nature, he couldn't help but tense up at this moment, a flicker of surprise flashing in his eyes.
But he did not panic.
Suppressing the waves in his heart, he swiftly retreated, putting dozens of meters between himself and the dragon bones in an instant.
His entire body was on guard, ready to respond to whatever might happen.
Then—
A sight that would be etched into memory for a lifetime unfolded before him.
At the peak of the milky-white radiance, the colossal dragon bones—stretching dozens of meters and weighing tens of thousands of catties—began to dissolve inch by inch, transforming into pure streams of milky-white light.
No longer constrained to the form of the dragon bones, the light now spread out like a vast river of stars, filling the entire underground chamber.
Every strand of light carried an unimaginably pure energy.
The next moment, this ocean of milky-white radiance seemed to find an outlet, surging toward Jiang Feng with an inexplicable yearning, like swallows returning to their nests, pouring ceaselessly into every part of his body.
As the tide of light flooded into him, Jiang Feng felt his body undergoing an earth-shattering transformation.
Every cell was cheering in joy, every inch of bone was being cleansed and strengthened, his internal organs infused with newfound vitality.
Even the depths of his soul trembled with an indescribable comfort.
"Ah~~!"
He knew this feeling well—it was the sensation of his potential skyrocketing at an astonishing speed.
He recalled the time he awakened his Exceptional Bone Structure talent.
If that time had been like a gentle brook trickling through, then this was like a great river bursting its banks, an ocean pouring down upon him.
In an instant, the countless brilliant rays born from the dragon bones merged into his meridians like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.
An indescribable clarity and bliss washed over him like a revelation from the heavens.
His body underwent a complete transformation, his very life essence ascending in a shocking metamorphosis. It was as though he had broken free from mortal shackles, stepping into an entirely new realm.
"Could it be because of my Exceptional Bone Structure talent—able to hold and integrate multiple types of power—that the dragon bones chose me as their master?"
A faint smile appeared on Jiang Feng's lips.
His unique physique could indeed absorb and harmonize disparate powers, refining them into his own strength.
Thinking of the immense power contained in the dragon bones, Jiang Feng estimated, "Having absorbed the entire dragon skeleton, I should now be able to live for several centuries."
But he was vastly underestimating its true value.
Compared to Jiang Feng, the so-called "Five Fingers" of the Hand were like fireflies before the moon.
Back then, they had only managed to obtain a fragment of dragon bone no bigger than a palm from Kunlun.
Even so, after dividing and consuming it, they prolonged their lives for hundreds of years.
Now Jiang Feng had refined into his body a nearly complete ancient dragon skeleton stretching for dozens of meters.
A mere few centuries of life? Impossible.
The vast life essence within could grant him a lifespan of ten thousand years or more.
Not only that—his potential had risen dramatically. From now on, whether in martial cultivation or in integrating other supernatural powers, his progress would be as effortless as sailing with the wind.
By sweeping away the Hand's forces with lightning speed, he had unexpectedly gained this great fortune—the power of the dragon bones.
"Let's see whether the Hand's hoard is greater than Kingpin's."
Jiang Feng's mood was soaring.
Naturally, he wouldn't forget to loot the battlefield, taking every bit of wealth the Hand had accumulated here over the years.
A swift sweep through the skyscraper yielded great results.
The Hand's foundations were far deeper than Kingpin's criminal empire.
Their lair was filled with priceless treasures, antiques, and calligraphy worth a fortune—likely worth several times more than Kingpin's black-market fortune.
With the right discreet channels, these could be auctioned off for an astronomical sum.
That money would be a powerful boost for his scientific research projects and production expansion.
Beyond gold and silver, he found two unexpected prizes.
The first was an ancient manual.
Though its pages were yellowed with age, it was well-preserved, the inked characters still sharp and clear.
"Martial arts from the Marvel universe?"
Jiang Feng's eyes sharpened as he flipped through it.
It was a true martial manual from Kunlun, its techniques profound and far beyond the reach of common masters—like clouds and mud in comparison.
The second item was a strange leather scroll.
Upon scanning it, he found the material was specially treated human skin.
Through some unknown, sinister method, it had survived hundreds of years without the slightest decay.
It exuded a faint, ominous aura.
The text on it described a bloody and twisted sacrificial ritual—one that could forge forbidden pacts with certain evil beings from Hell.
"For now, my abilities are purely physical. Best not to get involved with Hell just yet."
After a moment's thought, Jiang Feng carefully stored the skin scroll in his backpack, while keeping the precious Kunlun manual close to his chest.
"Tonight, I'll start learning Kunlun martial arts and refine my close-combat skills."
After looting every last treasure, Jiang Feng took to the skies in his Iron Man suit, disappearing into the night from the Hand's base.
Back at his lavishly decorated temporary residence, he could no longer suppress his excitement.
He eagerly opened the ancient Kunlun manual.
With his newly transformed body, even seven days and nights without sleep would be no problem.
He decided to train through the night.
Focusing his mind, Jiang Feng immersed himself in the world of the ancient text.
The first half detailed intricate body-conditioning methods and techniques for generating force.
He read with rapt attention, completely absorbed.
Though his body was already as tough as steel, the ingenious techniques in the book opened his eyes and gave him new insights.
The latter half described a legendary martial technique—Qi-Slaying Fist.
Once mastered, this fist could condense pure qi within the body and even project it outward to strike enemies from a distance.