As a member of the Qian family, one is exposed to a sliver of the Kun Dou Technique, even without awakening any bloodline power. As long as the Qian family blood flows in one's veins, a small portion of the Kun Dou Technique can be utilized.

However, this strength derived from blood can only fuel a mere fraction of it, and it is impossible to ever master the complete Kun Dou Technique.

"What do you want? To complete it?" Enrack rested his hands on his knees, looking at Qian Jin with intense interest, sitting in a commanding posture. "Is that it?"

"Naturally," Qian Jin nodded decisively. It would be best to learn the Qian family's Kun Dou Technique. Even if not used for combat, at least he could truly understand its strengths and weaknesses, gaining various advantages when facing Qian family Spirit King bloodline warriors.

"No problem, but..." Enrack shrugged. "You'll have to go kill the Evil Eye Tyrant."

The Evil Eye Tyrant? Qian Jin's throat bobbed several times. That beast was rumored to be second only to the Flame Demon in power. There were indeed some in the Western Mountains, and not just one, either.

Kun Dou Technique, Evil Eye Tyrant, Kun Dou Technique...

The two phrases flashed rapidly through Qian Jin's mind, his brow gradually furrowing. It was just an Evil Eye Tyrant; what was there to fear? At worst, he'd be knocked down—what of it?

"Fine, no problem. I'll bring back its head, and you will assemble the complete Kun Dou Technique for me."

"Is that hard?"

Enrack’s casual attitude left Qian Jin feeling somewhat helpless. That was a Kun Dou Technique... How could Enrack dismiss it so easily after just a glance?

"Don't believe me?" Enrack suddenly spread his five fingers, and immense pressure instantly enveloped Qian Jin's entire body.

Crack, crack... A series of bone-snapping sounds abruptly assaulted Qian Jin's ears. The world before his eyes instantly blurred and distorted...

"Ah!"

Qian Jin shot upright, opening his eyes and staring blankly at the surrounding walls. He felt the ache as if his bones were truly about to break; the pain was intensely real.

Even though he had merely been ejected from the Endless World, his body could not withstand the agony. That instantaneous gravity—was it a hundred times? Two hundred? Five hundred or a thousand?

Qian Jin couldn't gauge the exact strength of that gravity, but what he had just experienced was terrifying. With a casual opening of his palm, Enrack once again unleashed extraordinary might.

"Truly..." Qian Jin shook his head with a wry smile. "How am I so forgetful? Every single teacher in the Endless World—weren't they all eccentric? Weren't they all overwhelmingly powerful in some domain? More terrifying than the combined might of the True Governance Dynasty, the Demon Race, and the Barbarian Race at their peaks? And I was worried? I deserve this."

The hat of the Endless World was placed back on his head, and Qian Jin re-entered it. Enrack watched, smirking, as the young man reappeared in the room. "Kid, this was a lesson. Next time you dare to doubt the great Enrack, I will apply a thousand times gravity to your lower region and crush you so thoroughly that you won't even have a chance with a woman for the rest of your life."

Qian Jin managed only a wry smile. These teachers had far too much dark humor. If his that place had truly suffered a thousand times gravity, perhaps his life really would have...

"What am I thinking about?" Qian Jin patted his head, regaining his focus as he looked at Enrack. "I still have a need."

Enrack's eyes held surprise. This kid seemed to possess greater mettle today, as if something was forcing him to press forward.

"I need to merge these two Dou Techniques," Qian Jin suddenly inhaled sharply. The Celestial God Possession immediately manifested, and three Dou Hearts condensed into a massive egg-like shape that seemed to be gestating a demon, rising into the air before sinking back into his body...

Enrack’s blade-like eyes flickered with inexpressible excitement, making soft clicking sounds. "Interesting. Which idiot who couldn't condense a Dou Soul came up with this bizarre method to approximate the Dou Soul?"

Idiot? Qian Jin could only offer a bitter smile. The old man was immensely powerful, so of course, he didn't need this method. But there were countless warriors stuck forever at the Dou Heart or Golden Dou Heart realm, unable to advance a single step. They could only resort to other methods to enhance their combat ability.

Qian Jin dismissed the Celestial God Possession and focused on arranging the Dou Qi sequence within his body. The Phantom Soul Dou Technique had not yet been fully assembled into a true Dou Seal, making its activation significantly slower than Celestial God Possession. The three giant egg-shaped masses of Dou Qi reappeared.

However... this time... the three giant egg-shaped masses of Dou Qi seemed to have transformed into the hearts of Demon Kings, constantly swelling and contracting, swelling, then contracting... pulsing repeatedly, resembling hearts, and like demons about to truly break free from their shells and awaken.

"Oh, so there's more than one fool in this world," Enrack's smile widened with delight. "These fools spend time researching this trash Dou Technique, they should be researching how to condense a Dou Soul instead. Perhaps they would have succeeded long ago."

Qian Jin paid no mind to Enrack’s complaints. He had only just condensed one Golden Dou Heart, which hadn't reached its full peak state yet; the Dou Soul gestating within hadn't absorbed enough 'nutrition' to fully form. His only recourse was to use this Dou Technique to compensate for his combat power gap.

"You want to combine these two techniques?" Enrack lightly clapped his hands, nodding repeatedly. "Interesting, very interesting. If these two techniques merge, even if they can't condense a true Dou Soul, the resulting explosive power will likely be astonishing."

"That's what I think too."

Qian Jin agreed honestly. Ever since seeing the Phantom Soul Dou Technique, he had suspected these two techniques could be merged to create a new one. However, merging them to create a new Dou Technique wasn't something that could be achieved in a day or two.

If it were after the Rookie King Tournament, or if the Rookie King Tournament were still far off, Qian Jin would have liked to quietly research the method of fusion. If this research into merging succeeded, it wouldn't just be an enhancement of Dou Qi and Dou Technique; his entire realm would advance significantly.

Alas... no time... Qian Jin felt an urgent lack of time and could only seek Enrack's help to complete it.

"You want my help to merge them into a new technique?" Enrack rose and slowly paced the training ground, each step leaving behind a perfect human silhouette identical to him. "No problem. Come on, old rule: win, and I’ll modify it for you..."

Before Qian Jin could agree, the first shadow Enrack left behind left a scorch mark on the wooden floor, and the figure instantly appeared before Qian Jin, raising a hand to unleash the Angry Lotus Cover descending upon his head. The boundless Dou Qi seemed to envelop the entire area.

The feeling his opponents once had, Qian Jin finally experienced firsthand at this moment. The uncle showed absolutely no restraint; this time, his strength was completely equal to Qian Jin’s Celestial God Possession.

Rumble! The second Enrack also moved. His body instantly swelled to five meters tall, a complete replica of when Qian Jin fought Dicha's group—like a mobile war fortress slamming down.

What was this? Qian Jin didn't have time to think. The Celestial God Possession Dou Seal was instantly completed, and Myriad Shadows unfolded beneath his feet...

"No using Myriad Shadows."

Enrack's stern voice echoed in the room, halting Qian Jin just as he completed his first Myriad Shadows movement.

Bang!

Forbidden from using Myriad Shadows, Qian Jin's advantage in speed instantly vanished. His arm collided with the third giant Enrack. A powerful shockwave swept across the entire training ground, instantly forming a visible whirlwind that shot high into the sky.

"Figure out how to win. If you win, I’ll help you."

Enrack stood to the side, watching from a distance as dozens of figures, each possessing Qian Jin's true combat strength, engaged him.

Dense, vast attacks, each punch saturated with naked killing intent, filled the enormous training ground. Qian Jin felt unprecedented pressure. The moment any technique landed, the Dou Technique instantly dispersed.

"Do not use your second Dou Heart to cast Dou Techniques simultaneously," Enrack’s voice was filled with command. "Right now, you must act as an ordinary warrior, a common warrior possessing only one Dou Heart."

Qian Jin felt indescribably frustrated. The advantages he once relied upon were being systematically stripped away by Teacher Enrack. How could he possibly win fighting like this?

Fists and feet rained down like a torrential storm from all directions. Qian Jin felt like a helpless little boat adrift in a tsunami.

The surrounding attacks included techniques from the Celestial God Possession and the Phantom Soul. Lines of Dou Qi and individual Dou Techniques constantly encircled Qian Jin...

Heavy strikes... one after another... The collapse of his body teetered on the brink time and again, only to be forcibly reformed... Stamina and Dou Qi rapidly drained away.

Gradually, Qian Jin shifted from conscious combat to something akin to instinct. He was almost fighting by forgetting his own consciousness. The surrounding fists and feet were too fierce, moving so quickly that reflection relied almost entirely on instinct.

Enrack nodded gently from the side. This wasn't true instinctual fighting; rather, it was instinct woven into consciousness—only through fighting could one... could one...

Instinct? Not instinct? Qian Jin couldn't distinguish what state he was in, only knowing that the current situation was highly unusual. His vision held not just attacks, but also some other elements. What exactly were these elements?

Qian Jin didn't know, nor did he have the time to find out, as the pressure from the surrounding attacks increased by several degrees compared to before.

Boom! Qian Jin’s body shot backward out of the fighting circle like a cannonball, smashing the floorboards to splinters, flying across the street, and crashing through the wall of a house on the other side...

Dust filled the air. Qian Jin lay in the ruins, gazing at the sky, spitting out the dust that had rolled into his mouth. His mind replayed the previous battle. That level of oppression was unprecedented. If such combat had occurred in reality, ten of his lives wouldn't have been enough to die.

The battle replayed in his mind. Qian Jin’s brow furrowed tighter as he recalled the details, savoring the previous fight, and discovered many previously unseen elements—those currents of air... that combat...