The Brooks Family established their clan on this land, and for thousands of years, the strongest among them has only reached the Totem Realm—a feat that has already become a legend from a millennium ago.
This is the bottleneck of the The Brooks Family, so it’s very likely that even if the entire tribe’s strength is united in the future, the highest achievement on the martial path would still be the Totem Realm, and their horizons would be limited to the land of Lasha Mountain—of course, that’s under the best circumstances.
The stone spear before him—perhaps this was the opportunity that could allow him to step beyond Lasha Mountain, because even if Ethan Brooks exhausted all its resources, it might not be able to nurture a single Totem Realm expert. This is the difference in foundation and vision.
He could not give up!
“By reforging the body according to this method, it’s enough to support the body in opening five Divine Repositories during the Divine Repository stage without collapsing. With a stroke of luck, there’s hope for the Totem Realm in the future. This is worth as much as three years’ worth of absorbed blood and bones from great fiends!”
“Five Divine Repositories!”
A gleam appeared in Henry Brooks’s eyes. The human body has great repositories; opening them brings fortune.
The Divine Repository Realm is about opening the great repositories of the body. The method of opening repositories in the The Brooks Family can only open three repositories at most. This isn’t just due to the technique itself, but also relates to body forging. If the foundation isn’t solid, forcibly opening repositories will only lead to the body exploding and death.
And among all the strongest repository-opening methods in the ancient land of Lasha Mountain, he had only heard of methods that could open four Divine Repositories.
Now, the stone spear was actually telling him that by reforging his body according to the previous technique and laying a solid foundation, he could open five Divine Repositories, and his body wouldn’t shatter!
This further confirmed his earlier suspicion: the realm he could reach after a lifetime of struggle was nothing in the eyes of the mysterious stone spear!
“Um… Senior Stone Spear, how about I go catch another exotic great fiend for you to enjoy? If body-forging fiend beasts aren’t to your taste, I’ll catch one at the Divine Repository Realm. When I get stronger, I’ll even catch Spirit Realm beasts for you to roast.”
The stone spear gave no response; even the faint purple glow it emitted faded away.
Seeing that the stone spear showed not the slightest reaction, Henry Brooks steeled his heart. With opportunity before him, he couldn’t care about anything else and immediately spoke out.
“Senior Stone Spear, we men of the Great Wilderness mean what we say. Back then, I only started nurturing the stone spear with the blood of fiend beasts from the very beginning of my martial path because I believed it was a fateful opportunity. Since Senior Stone Spear can perceive the five body-forging methods of my The Brooks Family, you must also be aware of all I’ve done over these years.”
“My human race has never lacked for geniuses and prodigies. Compared to those monsters, why do you think you deserve fortune?”
Purple light once again swirled around the stone spear, making Henry Brooks’s body tremble. Since birth, he had been praised by the entire The Brooks Family, but now, in an instant, it was as if he had been utterly belittled, left with nothing to rely on.
The The Brooks Family protects thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, with the ancient land of Lasha Mountain within its domain. The human race, with a single governor, rules hundreds of thousands of miles of land. Even so, compared to the entire territory of the human race, Lasha Mountain is insignificant!
The human world is vast. Not to mention the many other races, even within the human race itself, what is Ethan Brooks? As the young master of the The Brooks Family, he is even less significant!
“The five body-forging methods are enough for you.”
“Not enough!”
However, when Henry Brooks looked at the stone spear again, his still-youthful face bore a stubbornness unique to the young—a youthful pride, unwilling to bow to the vastness of heaven and earth.
Buzz!
The stone spear let out a soft hum and struck toward him.
“Kill!”
At that moment, Henry Brooks gritted his teeth, his blood surging like a tide. An illusory image resembling a tiger’s shadow emerged from his palm, erupting with killing intent as it crashed toward the stone spear.
But in the next instant, his vision went black as his body was sent flying through the air, smashing through several ancient trees. The blood light around him shattered, and all the power he had gathered was dispersed.
“Your combat technique has no form or method, your power is scattered, your body forging is utterly lacking in essence, your blood is weak and floating. Even with the Qiongqi phenomenon, you can’t manifest even a trace of a great fiend’s killing aura. This is your ability? In the Great Wilderness, at the same level, there are countless who could slaughter you like an ant!”
“The five body-forging methods are enough for you to roam a corner of the ancient land.”
“Not enough!”
Clenching his teeth, a fierce light appeared in Henry Brooks’s eyes, like a wolf hunting deep in the ancient forest—ruthless, refusing to give up until the prey is caught.
Boom!
The next moment, he was once again sent flying by the stone spear.
“The five methods are enough for you to protect your clan!”
“Not enough!”
Climbing up from the ground again, a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, Henry Brooks still shook his head resolutely!
“My father said, be a wolf—when you see prey, bite down and never let go. Only then will you not starve. In this world, everything fights for survival. Since I’ve encountered this opportunity, I must hold it tightly in my hands!”
Chapter 3: Within Two Years, Forge the Ultimate Body!
In the ruined ancient forest, the blood-soaked youth’s fierce gaze grew even more intense.
Boom!
But in the next instant, the stone spear struck down again, and Henry Brooks raised his fist to block, only to be sent flying once more.
“To treat me as prey—you are the first.”
The stone spear flickered with a faint purple light, flying to where Henry Brooks had fallen, and stabbed straight into the ground beside his ear.
“I’ll give you a chance. Within two years, if you reach the ultimate body-forging realm, I will teach you a method to open at least six repositories!”