The fisherman was very mysterious. At least in Fang Chen's opinion, he should be an extremely ancient existence. It was even possible that he had existed since the birth of the Chaotic World.
However, Fang Chen was very curious about one thing.
Why would an expert like the fisherman appear in the core of the Cliff of Death, and why would he appear here?
And he had never heard of the fisherman's name, nor had Princess Phoenix. In the entire course of history, there seemed to be no such expert.
Fang Chen's heart was full of doubts and at the same time, he was very shocked.
The current cultivation system was actually incomplete, and the complete cultivation system of the most ancient era was actually the Thirteenth Level Saint Realm. This was something he had never heard of.
It was an unprecedented shock.
The so-called Invincible Saints and Ultimate Saints in the outside world were all Ninth Level Saint Realm. Although their combat strength was far beyond the ordinary Ninth Level Saint Realm, they were not qualified to step into the Tenth Level.
Fang Chen was a little absent-minded. In his previous life, he had cultivated to the Invincible Saint Realm. In this life, not only did he return to the peak, but he even touched the threshold of the Ultimate Saint Realm.
He did not expect that he would still be unable to cross the Tenth Level Saint Realm.
"Thirteenth Level Saint Realm …"
When the fisherman spoke of this, his expression became confused. His eyes were a little empty, and his expression was a little painful. There was also some struggle, as if he had fallen into a deep memory.
From his withered cheeks, one could see the traces left by time and the vicissitudes of history.
This further confirmed Fang Chen's guess about the fisherman. He was definitely an old monster who had survived from the most ancient era until now.
"Senior."
Fang Chen called out softly, and the fisherman recovered from the painful memory. He looked deeply at Fang Chen and said in a low voice, "That era was too crazy and too dark. It's better not to mention it."
He shook his head hard as if trying to forget the unpleasant things.
"You are a warrior from the Age of Chaos. It's normal that you don't know about the Thirteenth Level Saint Realm. Even in the Devouring Demon Clan, Jialuo Clan, and primitive clans, not many people know about the Thirteenth Level Saint Realm." The fisherman said.
These three clans were the top super clans in the Chaotic World. Only the leaders who stood at the top would know about the existence of the Thirteenth Level Saint Realm.
"Do you know why I'm fishing here?" The fisherman asked.
Fang Chen and Princess Huang shook their heads. The fisherman spoke, "I've survived from the most ancient era but I'm not like what you guys have imagined. The current me, more accurately speaking, should be a strand of remnant will left behind here."
Furthermore, he had learned from the fisherman that the reason he was able to retain a wisp of his consciousness was because of the Jialuo Clan.
"The Jialuo Race controls the six paths of reincarnation. They are the most special and mysterious race in the Chaos Realm. Back in the day, many Chaos Sovereigns in the Chaos Realm were closely related to the Jialuo Race."
The fisherman continued, "This tribe rarely comes out into the world, but every time they do, it's a time of great upheaval in the world. I'm fishing here because I'm waiting for the fated one."
A fated person?
What was a fated person?
Fang Chen was stunned. Could it be that he was the fated person mentioned by the fisherman?
In order to avoid being hunted down by that mysterious force, he had fled in a panic. By chance, he had encountered a fisherman who was fishing.
"For so many years, I've fished here and met many cultivators. However, their potential was too mediocre and they couldn't reach the Thirteenth Level of the Saint Realm. But you're different. When I first saw you, I knew that you were the person I've been looking for for countless years."
How powerful was the fisherman?
With just a strand of remnant will, he could fish up the golden fish from underground and compress the ultimate force. Few people in the world could match up to him.
"Me?" Fang Chen pointed to himself. Princess Huang also had a look of curiosity on her face.
The fisherman nodded, "You have the bloodlines of two ancient divine beasts and a bunch of extremely special bloodlines. If I'm not wrong, this bloodline should be something those little guys in the Chaos Realm came up with to deal with the Devouring Demon Clan, right?"
Fang Chen was stunned.
A Chaos Sovereign was actually called a little guy by the fisherman. If this news were to spread out, it would definitely cause a commotion.
"I chose you for three reasons."
The fisherman stretched out three fingers.
The first reason was that Fang Chen had the perfect bloodline and two ancient divine beasts' bloodlines. Especially the perfect bloodline, it could devour other bloodlines and evolve continuously. When it evolved to the extreme, it could suppress all other bloodlines in the world.
The second reason was that Fang Chen had comprehended the Ultimate Sword Dao and possessed the ultimate force.
The third reason was that Fang Chen was a kind and righteous person.
Of course.
The second reason was the most important one. If a cultivator wanted to reach the Thirteenth Level of the Saint Realm, they had to possess the ultimate force.
This was also the reason why no one had ever stepped into the Thirteenth Level of the Saint Realm during the Age of Chaos. They couldn't even comprehend the Ultimate Sword Dao.
The Heavenly Dao was flawed and didn't allow such a cultivator to appear.
"Your current realm should be the Ninth Level of the Saint Realm. Stepping into the Tenth Level of the Saint Realm is a hurdle. You need to continue to condense the ultimate force."
The fisherman pointed at Fang Chen's abdomen. "When the amount of ultimate force in your body reaches ten strands, you will be qualified to break through to the Tenth Level of the Saint Realm."
Fang Chen checked his body and found that there was only one strand of ultimate force in his body. Moreover, it was faintly discernible, as if it could dissipate at any time.
"Ten strands?"
Fang Chen curled his lips. Condensing one strand of ultimate force was already difficult, how long would it take to condense ten strands?
"I have a scroll here, it's a secret technique for condensing ultimate force. Take a look." The fisherman flicked his finger and a ray of light fell in front of Fang Chen, turning into a scroll.
Fang Chen slowly unfolded the scroll. Four bold and powerful words appeared in front of his eyes.
Pulse Condensation Technique.
"Treat the ultimate force as your meridians, then completely integrate it into your body, becoming a part of your body. Then, condense it. You will discover that the mysteries of your body are far more than you can imagine." The fisherman explained.
So, this was the origin of the name 'Pulse Condensation Technique'.
At the same time, the fisherman also told Fang Chen that the human body hid countless mysteries. If one wanted to step into the forbidden realm, they must constantly tap into their body's potential. Only by fully comprehending the mysteries of the body could they reach a higher realm.
"In the most ancient times, the mysteries of the body were highly valued by cultivators, but as time passed, the martial path gradually declined. These once core cultivation systems have long been forgotten by the world." The fisherman muttered to himself, looking a little lonely.
"Many thanks, Senior."
Fang Chen put away the scroll and cupped his fists at the fisherman, bowing deeply to express his gratitude.
The fisherman's words gave him a new understanding of the martial path, and also a new plan.
According to the fisherman, there was only one path to enter the Primal Chaos Realm, and that was the Thirteenth Level of the Saint Realm.