Walker Of The Worlds

Chapter 3439: Lapis Link Body Array Totemic Art

For the first time since the fight began, his essence flow stuttered.

The tattoo flared violently, lines twisting out of alignment before snapping back into place. Blueback stumbled, coughing blood, eyes wide with shock.

"You touched the circuit," Blueback said hoarsely. "How?"

Lin Mu withdrew his hand.

"I simply followed the path," he replied calmly. "Your technique is layered, but it is still a technique."

The audience exploded into noise.

"He stopped him with two fingers!"

"Did he just disable the regeneration?"

Blueback steadied himself, wiping blood from his mouth. Instead of fear, his expression shifted into something closer to excitement.

"So you saw it," he said, laughing weakly. "Good. I was hoping someone would after all this time."

He straightened his posture, rolling his shoulders.

The tattoo on his back began to glow brighter, the blue light deepening into something almost azure.

"This is only the outer layer," Blueback continued. "You wanted to see what I was hiding, right?"

Lin Mu nodded.

"Yes," he said honestly. "I did."

The air around Blueback thickened.

The ground beneath his feet cracked as Immortal Essence surged from all three apertures at once, flooding into the array embedded in his body.

The tattoo expanded, lines extending across his chest and arms, forming new patterns.

The audience fell silent.

Even Cattaleya stopped smiling.

Lin Mu’s lips curved upward, anticipation flickering in his eyes.

"Good," he said softly. "Then show me the rest."

Blueback’s transformation did not explode outward with a roar or violent shockwave.

Rather it unfolded like a complex puzzle.

The faint blue tattoo that had once only flickered on his back began to spread like liquid light, flowing across his shoulders, down his arms, over his chest and abdomen, then crawling along his legs until every inch of exposed skin was covered.

The markings were not chaotic. They followed the contours of muscle fibers, traced veins, wrapped around joints, and even sank subtly into the hollows between bones.

It looked less like a tattoo and more like a second circulatory system made of light.

The blue lines pulsed in rhythm with his heartbeat.

Each pulse sent a low hum through the arena.

The crowd went silent as they watched it all.

Many cultivators had seen body cultivation techniques that altered appearance. Enlarged muscles. Hardened skin. Metallic sheen. Beast transformations. Bloodline awakenings.

But this was different.

This did not look like something forced upon the body.

It looked like something that belonged there.

Lin Mu’s eyes narrowed slightly, not in caution, but in fascination.

His spatial perception unfolded instinctively, slipping past the surface layer of Blueback’s skin and into the deeper structure beneath. What he saw made his breath hitch, just a little.

The markings were not just ink or energy patterns.

They were arrays.

Not inscribed on the body, but built into it.

Runic lines threaded through muscle fibers without disrupting contraction. Formation nodes sat near major meridians, synchronizing essence flow rather than blocking it. Even the bones bore faint lattice patterns, reinforcing structural integrity without stiffening movement.

Most astonishing of all, the array did not resist the body.

It cooperated with it.

"This..." Lin Mu murmured aloud, eyes shining. "This level of integration..."

Blueback grinned as his body continued to change.

His height increased steadily, muscles swelling not grotesquely but proportionally. In seconds, he stood over three meters tall, his silhouette broad and imposing, every movement accompanied by a low resonance that vibrated through the ground.

"You noticed, didn’t you?" Blueback said, voice deeper now, layered with a faint echo. "Most people just see regeneration. Or toughness. Or some strange bloodline trick."

Lin Mu nodded slowly. "This is not a bloodline. And not a simple physique."

He lifted his gaze to meet Blueback’s eyes. "What is this technique?"

Blueback paused for a moment, then shrugged. "I only know its name. Not its full truth."

The crowd leaned forward, even the elders in the high stands listening intently.

Lin Mu raised an eyebrow. "You use a technique you do not fully understand?"

Blueback laughed, the sound booming. "I use a legacy. One I was entrusted with."

He rolled his shoulders, blue lines flaring brighter. "This was the final work of my closest friend. One of the greatest formation masters I have ever known."

Lin Mu’s interest sharpened further.

"He was obsessed," Blueback continued. "Obsessed with the idea that formations were too static. Too removed from the cultivator. He believed that arrays should not only protect cities or power weapons, but become part of the cultivator themselves."

As he spoke, he took a step forward.

The ground cracked beneath his foot.

"He wanted to create a new path. A school of array cultivation that fused directly with the body. No external formations. No fragile inscriptions. Only flesh, bone, essence, and runes moving as one."

Blueback’s grin softened, just a little. "He succeeded. Then he died."

A ripple passed through the audience.

Lin Mu exhaled slowly. "And this is the result."

"Yes." Blueback nodded. "The Lapis Link Body Array Totemic Art."

The name echoed strangely, as if the arena itself acknowledged it.

Lin Mu laughed softly, a genuine sound filled with delight rather than mockery. "He was insane."

Blueback barked a laugh. "That he was."

Lin Mu straightened, his posture shifting subtly. "Then let us honor him properly."

He raised his fists. "Go all out. I can endure it."

Blueback’s eyes lit up.

"Good," he said. "I was hoping you would say that."

The blue lines across his body blazed.

In an instant, Blueback vanished.

The air shattered as he reappeared directly in front of Lin Mu, fist already descending.

BOOM.

The impact sent a shockwave rippling through the arena floor, cracks racing outward like lightning. Dust exploded into the air, and several weaker spectators instinctively raised barriers.

Lin Mu slid back half a step.

Only half.

His arms crossed, absorbing the blow. His skin glowed faintly, veins shimmering as Immortal Essence surged through his Burdenless Dominator Physique.

Blueback did not stop.

He followed with a knee strike, then an elbow, then a sweeping backhand, each movement powered by layers of stored essence released from the linked apertures in perfect timing.