My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult-Chapter 317 - The Ghost Swordsmans Great Increase in
Chapter 317: Chapter 317: The Ghost Swordsman’s Great Increase in Strength
Chapter 317: Chapter 317: The Ghost Swordsman’s Great Increase in Strength
Yujing City, Imperial Palace.
The aura around Zhao Zhiwu was dense, and True Qi formed a vortex. The royal experts surrounded him, firmly protecting him in the center.
Everyone was incredibly tense, even more so than just a moment ago. It was known that Zhao Zhiwu was attempting a breakthrough to the Great Grandmaster level, an unprecedented event.
The world had not seen the emergence of a Great Grandmaster for a long time. If Zhao Zhiwu could break through, it would undoubtedly be a reassurance for everyone.
After all, the various countries of the world were currently aggressing against Yan Country, watching like tigers ready to pounce, especially after today’s battle in Yujing City, where the Southern Barbarians had openly broken with Great Yan.
Perhaps as soon as tomorrow, an army of several million could launch an attack against Yan Country, which wasn’t impossible.
Zhao Chongyin’s face remained impassive, but inwardly he frowned deeply. If his father were to break through to the Great Grandmaster realm, wouldn’t that mean his father could manage the court for another three hundred years?
With the power he held now, his fate would only lead to one outcome – being stripped of all his power and banished from the court.
“However, it doesn’t look like things are that simple. My father seems to be burning his Essence Blood to break through to the Great Grandmaster. This type of breakthrough won’t last…”
Zhao Chongyin carefully observed, thinking of excuses to use. After all, during the battle for Yujing City, Su Tianze, as a Five Qi Grandmaster, failed to appear, which undoubtedly weakened the power of the royal family by a third. Otherwise, many things would not have happened this way.
Compared to the anxiety of the many people surrounding her, Zhao Xuening seemed extremely composed at this moment.
Perhaps it was because of the words Zhao Zhiwu had previously said to her. Even her gaze could not help but drift toward her Crown Prince brother, watching his every move. In comparison to Zhao Mengtai, her relationship with the Crown Prince was not close.
Zhao Mengtai had a somewhat violent nature and was reckless, but he was someone who valued familial affection greatly. Zhao Chongyin appeared gentle and calm, but those who knew him understood that he spoke with a measure of courtesy, or rather, indifference, to everyone.
Thus, Zhao Xuening liked her brother Zhao Mengtai more.
Just then, Zhou Xianming approached Zhao Xuening and whispered, “Your Highness, the experts at the Dragon Locking Well have withdrawn, and Master is waiting by the side of the well.”
Zhao Xuening promptly asked, “Where is An Jing?”
Zhou Xianming replied, “He is below the Dragon Locking Well.”
Bai Mei, the eunuch, frowned deeply. “He actually dared to enter the Dragon Locking Well on his own?”
It was known that not only was the Earth Vein Spirit imprisoned beneath the Dragon Locking Well, but there was also a vast amount of Earth Essence, precious assets of the royal family used to create top-notch experts.
“Forget it,” Zhao Xuening said, waving her hand. “He held off two elite warriors of Houjin this time, it’s a minor issue. Elder Ming, let us not dwell on it.”
The eunuch Bai Mei seemed to want to say something but eventually did not.
After all, the person speaking was Zhao Xuening.
Li Fuzhou glanced at Zhao Xuening, his brows knitted tightly.
Suddenly, thunder rumbled in the sky, with lightning and thunder making it seem as though the entire Imperial Palace was shaking.
Everyone looked up at the Great Yan Emperor, and saw that Zhao Zhiwu’s aura was beginning to retract intensely, shrinking inward.
The Five Qi surged wildly, reaching a climax.
Then a robust and domineering Qi emerged, forming raging waves that suddenly spread out, sweeping across most of Yujing City.
Whether it was members of Jianghu or ordinary citizens, at this moment they all looked up at the sky.
“Great Grandmaster?!”
Upon seeing this, Xu Qianyue’s eyes showed a hint of ecstasy.
If Zhao Zhiwu made a breakthrough to the Great Grandmaster, then the crisis of Yan Country could be easily resolved. With him presiding, he could ensure the peace of Yan Country for three hundred years.
The eunuch Bai Mei sighed inwardly.
Much later, Zhao Zhiwu opened his eyes and stood up. His pale yellow dragon robe fluttered in the breeze, creating waves of gold.
“Congratulations to Your Majesty on breaking through the shackles!”
Xiao Qianqiu was the first to give a salute.
The rest of the many experts, having recovered from their shock, bowed their hands to Zhao Zhiwu.
Great Grandmaster!
Since the time of Yan Taizu, a Great Grandmaster had once again emerged in the world of men.
Compared to the shock of others, the Demon Sect’s experts were relatively more composed, as there was already a Great Grandmaster among them beneath the Sealing Demon Well.
Zhao Zhiwu glanced around and nodded slightly, then asked, “Where is the Ghost Swordsman An Jing?”
Zhou Xianming hurried forward to reply, “Your Majesty, he went to the Dragon Locking Well.”
Zhao Zhiwu’s eyebrows raised, “He went in?”
Upon these words, the air suddenly seemed to freeze, especially for the Demon Sect’s experts whose hearts chilled – only members of the royal family were allowed to enter the Dragon Locking Well, with any others trespassing treated as rebels.
Zhou Xianming replied, “He went in.”
“Don’t bother with him anymore; actually, he can be considered a member of the Great Yan royal family.”
Zhao Zhiwu glanced over the crowd and took a deep breath, “There is something that I must announce today, actually, the master of Outer Heaven, Zhao Qingmei, is a lost orphan of the royal family.”
Boom!
As the words of Emperor Yan fell, everyone present was struck as if by a thunderclap from clear skies.
Zuo Biwen’s mouth fell open, “Zhao Qingmei is a member of the royal family?”
Wang Yue was also shocked beyond measure, “How is this possible!?”
Everyone was greatly astonished; this was simply too incredible to believe!
The Sect Hierarch of the Demon Sect is also a member of the royal family!?
If it had not been said by Zhao Zhiwu himself, no one would have believed it to be true.
And the members of the Demon Sect were also greatly shocked, as evidently, they had not expected their Sect Hierarch to have such an identity.
“The empire the Sect Hierarch spoke of…?”
Duanmu Xinghua thought of something, and her complexion changed slightly.
Zhao Qingmei had almost become a princess of the current dynasty.
Outer Heaven, no matter how strong, was still inferior compared to a dynasty. If Zhao Qingmei could become the ruler of the Great Yan Dynasty…
In an instant, Duanmu Xinghua and Ouyang Ping exchanged a glance, both eyes carrying a trace of eagerness. They quickly withdrew their gazes, fearing being noticed by Zhao Zhiwu.
“What!?”
Zhao Xuening also widened her eyes, her lifelong nemesis turned out to be related by blood and could even be her sister; this was practically absurd.
Only Zhao Chongyin was aware of this matter beforehand and now frowned deeply.
“This matter is absolutely true.”
Zhao Zhiwu continued, “Moved by her years of wandering outside, I hereby confer Zhao Qingmei as Princess Pingyang, and as for An Jing, who previously saved Xuening and killed the Houjin genius swordsman, Yan Gang, in this battle his contributions were outstanding; he is hereby appointed as Daoist Master of Beihuang Dao, overseeing all the affairs within the Beihuang Dao.”
“Thank you, Your Majesty!”
Upon hearing this, the high-ranking members of the Demon Sect all knelt to express their thanks on behalf of the two.
What was Zhao Zhiwu’s intention in giving such generous rewards?
Li Fuzhou pondered deeply and understood the deeper meaning; the Emperor of Great Yan was not afraid of Zhao Qingmei and An Jing harboring rebellious thoughts. Instead, he greatly rewarded them, which seemed like a form of setting them up for failure. After all, the events of forty years ago had been forgotten by many people, and now all that remained was the grace of the Emperor of Great Yan.
Moreover, An Jing was put in charge of Beihuang Dao, which was right under the swords of the Houjin forces; it seemed he wanted An Jing and the Demon Sect to resist Houjin.
This move was killing two birds with one stone.
But why wasn’t he afraid of An Jing planning a rebellion?
Could it be he truly understood An Jing that well?
Zhao Zhiwu turned to Zhao Tianyi, “In light of the recent joint assault by Houjin, Zhao Country, Southern Barbarians, and many other forces, I am pleased that you were able to defend Yujing City. You shall not be stingy with the rewards, Zhao Aiqing, I leave this matter to you.”
“As you command.”
Zhao Tianyi bowed and answered.
“Next is the matter of the traitors.”
Zhao Zhiwu’s eyes were calm as water, “Considering the rest of the Yu Heng Sword Sect is unrelated to this matter, their Mountain Gate Order shall be revoked, and the sect shall dispatch fifty experts to the front line in Jiangnan Dao to resist the forces of Zhao Country.”
“Jia Shiwu of the Four Symbols Sect has committed heinous crimes, deceiving superiors and subordinates alike. The entire Four Symbols Sect shall be executed!”
One of the seven major sects, the Four Symbols Sect, was to be exterminated just like that—a matter seemingly as trivial and inconsequential as could be.
Such was supreme power, such was the consequence of enraging imperial authority.
Zuo Biwen and Wang Yue exchanged a glance, both feeling a chill run down their spines.
Zhao Chongyin kept his head bowed, his eyes hidden from view.
Everyone knew that Jia Shiwu of the Four Symbols Sect was part of Crown Prince Zhao Chongyin’s faction and was considered a solid supporter in Jianghu.
This seemed like a warning shot at others.
“Yes!”
Xu Qianyue glanced at the Crown Prince, subtly, and then bowed in response.
Zhao Country’s imperial capital, Cloud Tower.
The towering pagoda pierced the clouds, its appearance splendid and magnificent, bearing traces of ancient history.
Surrounding it were eight major halls, with the sacred site of Cloud Tower firmly guarded at the center.
In Zhao Country, the place with the strictest defense and greatest power was never the imperial palace, but the Cloud Tower.
At this moment, outside the eight major halls, two figures appeared.
These two were none other than Zhao Qingmei and Nangong Weiping.
Zhao Qingmei pointed at the tower in front of her and said, “Nangong senior, this is Cloud Tower.”
Nangong Weiping’s eyes slightly closed, she spoke softly, “I can feel Cheng Huang’s aura; indeed, it is an ancient exotic beast.”
Zhao Qingmei’s lips slightly curled up, “Nangong senior, what shall we do now?”
“Kill our way in.”
Nangong Weiping said indifferently.
Zhao Qingmei, feigning consideration for Nangong Weiping, said, “Senior, by killing a few more grandmasters and extracting several strands of Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence, you can recover your cultivation faster.”
Nangong Weiping responded, “I never hold back when it comes to killing.”
In Zhao Qingmei’s heart, too, the intent to kill overflowed. Back on Blue Sky Island, Qi Xuan Dao himself made a move and killed her husband; she had always kept this memory in her heart.
Today, she would avenge An Jing for that arrow!
She, Zhao Qingmei, wanted to tell the world that An was under her protection.
“It is a pleasure to have friends come from afar.”
Just then, a voice floated over from a distance.
Who is it?
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A chill went through Zhao Qingmei’s heart, as she, with her cultivation, failed to notice the approach of an expert?
Nangong Weiping’s brow furrowed sharply as she looked in the direction of the voice.
They saw an old man in tattered clothes with a carrying pole on his back approach from afar. The old man’s eyes were calm, resembling a deep blue sea capable of engulfing everything in the world.
An expert!
With just one glance, Zhao Qingmei could tell that the person before her was definitely a top-notch expert.
Apart from Qi Xuan Dao and Qin Shan, Cloud Tower contained another extraordinary figure.
Nangong Weiping’s gaze darkened, “Who are you?”
The old man didn’t answer Nangong Weiping’s question, but instead smiled and said, “In the seventh year of the Ze Yuan era of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the then master of Outer Heaven was named Xue Gajian. His wife was Nangong Weiping. The couple was known in Jianghu for their loving relationship. Later, due to Xue Gajian’s change of heart and because Nangong Weiping was still stronger than him, he used tricks and schemes to imprison her under the Sealing Demon Well in the forbidden land of the Demon Sect.”
“If I’m not mistaken, you are Nangong Weiping, right?”
Zhao Qingmei’s hands on her Mandarin Duck Twin Blades brightened as a cold chill settled in her heart.
This person in front of her actually knew Nangong Weiping’s background.
Nangong Weiping had previously taken action on Great Snow Mountain, and causing a great disturbance when she broke out of the Sealing Demon Well. If one were to investigate, they indeed could uncover some secrets, but they should not know such detailed information.
Who exactly is he?
Could he be the teacher of Qi Xuan Dao, Qin Shan, and others, the Ten Directions elder?
But the rumors said that the Ten Directions elder had long vanished from Jianghu, and by his age, he should have been dead by now, so how could he appear before them?
Nangong Weiping clapped her hands, a cold light in her eyes, “Who exactly are you?”
“I’m just an old man.”
The old man said, “I presume you’re here for Cheng Huang’s blood. I can give you Cheng Huang’s blood, I can even give you Cheng Huang itself, but only if you agree to one condition.”
Nangong Weiping looked at the old man and said, “I’ve never liked things given by others. I prefer to take them myself.”
The old man laughed, “That doesn’t sound very pleasant.”
Nangong Weiping said, “The truth is often unpleasant, and those who dislike hearing the truth always end up with one outcome.”
The old man asked, “What outcome?”
Nangong Weiping said, “Death.”
The old man said, “Do you think you can certainly defeat me?”
Nangong Weiping said, “Everyone dies eventually; it’s just a matter of sooner or later.”
“Hahaha!”
The elder burst out laughing and then said, “You’re wrong.”
Nangong Weiping asked, “Where is the mistake?”
“On every inch of land in this world, at every moment, there are people being born and people dying.”
The elder shook his head, hands clasped behind his back, and said, “But some wish to die and cannot.”
The Ten Directions elder!?
Zhao Qingmei’s pupils suddenly contracted. Could the person before her be the Ten Directions elder, who, according to rumors, had shown signs of old age decades ago and had been living in seclusion in the Cloud Tower?
Qi Xuan Dao and Qiu Fengsheng were his disciples, which was indicative of his stature.
Nangong Weiping said indifferently, “This old body will fulfill your wish today.”
“Considering the difficulty of your advancement to the Great Grandmaster, I wanted to give you a chance, but it seems your mind has been corroded from spending too much time in the Sealing Demon Well, what a pity.”
The Ten Directions elder shook his head.
Without further ado, the two masters commenced combat directly.
One could only see the Ten Directions elder reach out with his palm, and an overwhelming True Yuan burst forth, annihilating everything in its path, unstoppable.
The very air around them couldn’t withstand the terrifying force, emitting a sharp, whistling sound.
Nangong Weiping mobilized the True Yuan throughout her body, as black Demonic Qi swirled around her arms, and an earth-shattering force surged forth as if on the verge of collapse.
“Bang!”
With every reach of the Ten Directions elder’s palm, a massive handprint would emerge, as if the sky itself were about to explode.
“Boom!”
The fierce collision triggered a violent surge of Qi mechanism, prompting Nangong Weiping to take a step back, retreating for the first time.
“What a strange Qi mechanism!”
Nangong Weiping narrowed her eyes, feeling a chill emerge in her heart.
The Ten Directions elder stepped forward, shooting up like an arrow released from a bow, channeling the violent Qi mechanism inside him continuously into his arm.
“Hum!”
On the other side, facing the Ten Directions elder’s unrelenting assault, Nangong Weiping finally made up her mind. The seal techniques in her hands changed rapidly, and the Heavenly Demon Seal surged forth with force.
Whish, whish, whish!
The final level of the Nine Nether Purgatory Demon Scripture allowed the Heavenly Demon Seal to be cast upon oneself, granting the power of a Heavenly Demon.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
An icy, bone-chilling blizzard spread across heaven and earth as if to envelop the entire Cloud Tower.
The Wind Snow Six Techniques! The Arrogant Cold Palm!
Nangong Weiping, standing in the midst of the blizzard, struck forward with her palm.
The cold palm print drifted through the snowstorm, slamming towards the Ten Directions elder.
“Boom!”
In the midst of the intense quake, the two were evenly matched, neither gaining the upper hand.
The Ten Directions elder seemed unconcerned with whether Nangong Weiping could block his strike. The enormous flow of Qi, like rivers and lakes, cascaded down, nearly engulfing Nangong Weiping.
Thunderous booms!
Thunder and lightning flashed across the sky, accompanied by resounding roars.
Nangong Weiping’s heart was pounding wildly.
The Ten Directions World Suppressing Fist!
A domineering voice echoed in Nangong Weiping’s ears, and at the same time, resonated throughout the heavens and earth, sounding like a death knell.
The aura of the Ten Directions elder transformed; his body seemed purified, radiating a torrent of imposing energy. Behind him, a form emerged that looked neither human nor monster.
If An Jing were present, he would certainly recognize the sinister entity at the elder’s back.
“Who exactly are you!?”
Upon seeing this, a sharp light glinted in Nangong Weiping’s eyes.
The shadow behind the Ten Directions elder transitioned from ethereal to physical, manifesting solidly. In that moment, a great power infused the elder’s being.
Nangong Weiping seemed to be under enormous pressure, finding it extremely difficult to even lift her head.
It was an ultimate control over the power of heaven and earth, something ordinary experts could not compare with.
Above the sky, a fist force as massive as a mountain tore a crack in the horizon and smashed down fiercely.
At that moment!
Nangong Weiping felt as if the sky had shattered and the earth had split asunder, and she was like a tiny boat in the midst of a storm, with nowhere to escape, nowhere to go.
She looked up as if facing a distant, insurmountable mountain range and then took a deep breath, her True Yuan coursing wildly, summoning seal techniques in the heavens and earth.
A vast and magnificent aura surged up behind Nangong Weiping, causing the world itself to tremble slightly.
The black radiance shone out like a thousand arrows launched, enveloping the entire Cloud Tower.
The Heavenly Demon Qi Mechanism emerged, almost tearing apart the heaven and earth.
Nine Nether Purgatory Demon Scripture! Azure Seal!
Nangong Weiping pushed forward with a palm toward the front.
The huge seal collided fiercely with the fist force, causing the sky and the earth to pause slightly at the same time.
This hesitation was almost negligible, but in Zhao Qingmei’s pupils, it seemed like an eternity had passed.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
With Nangong Weiping and the Elder of the Ten Directions as the center, terrifying waves spread outwards, and around the Cloud Tower, rows of white light shields appeared.
Thump thump!
The world-shaking True Yuan shockwave hit the Cloud Tower’s barrier formation, immediately reverberating a sound that shook the heavens and earth.
Nangong Weiping, bearing the brunt of that extremely powerful recoil, kept retreating backward whilst skimming the ground, carving a long trace on the surface.
Nangong Weiping steadied herself, her expression incredibly solemn.
She had not anticipated that upon leaving seclusion, she would face such an expert. She transmitted a message, “Leave, this person’s Qi Mechanism is too tricky, I’m not certain of victory.”
Zhao Qingmei, upon hearing Nangong Weiping’s words, felt her heart turn utterly cold.
Who was Nangong Weiping?
Although she had not fully recovered, she still possessed the cultivation of a Great Grandmaster, definitely an existence who could walk sideways among Grandmasters. Yet now, she said she was unsure of defeating this person – could the man before them also be a Great Grandmaster?
But at the Black Ice Platform, how could there possibly be a Great Grandmaster?
Zhao Qingmei, upon hearing Nangong Weiping’s words, did not dare to hesitate at all, and the moment her Mandarin Duck Twin Blades appeared in her hands, she bolted towards the distance.
Just then, a figure rushed over from afar.
That person was holding a red staff–it was Teng Xubing, one of the Black Ice Platform’s eight Heavenly Slaughters.
Having met on Zhong Mountain, now seeing Zhao Qingmei, a crimson light flashed in his eyes.
A sky-full of staff shadows attacked, each carrying a weight of a thousand jin.
“Thump!”
Zhao Qingmei raised her Mandarin Duck Twin Blades to block the mountainous blow.
Suddenly, the heavens and earth roared and exploded into a deafening sound.
“Chiu—!”
A clear cry echoed from the sky, and it seemed even the sun above was about to be obscured. A Honghu bird soared with spread wings, charging over.
The Arrogant Cold Swordsman Lv Qiujian, upon seeing this, aimed a blow at the Honghu’s wings. A pillar of red flame burst from the Honghu’s sharp beak.
The scorching flame appeared, immediately causing the temperature of the surroundings to rise rapidly.
Lv Qiujian furrowed his brow and quickly dodged away, avoiding the Honghu’s flames.
“Don’t let the Sect Hierarch of the Demon Sect escape!” Teng Xubing shouted.
Afterward, the two men attacked Zhao Qingmei from the left and the right, their staff shadows whirlwind and their sword energy icy cold, both exhibiting their utmost power without any reservation.
Zhao Qingmei’s Mandarin Duck Twin Blades danced in her hands, lacking the Demonic Qi of Nangong Weiping as a source. Her cultivation was at the peak of Three Qi; facing a Four Qi Teng Xubing was already extremely difficult, not to mention another Three Qi Realm swordsman, Lv Qiujian. Naturally, she appeared to be in a tight spot. Fortunately, the Honghu was there to divert attention.
“The strength of this Sect Hierarch of the Demon Sect is so formidable too!”
Lv Qiujian thought to himself.
Originally, he thought that the presence of the Ghost Swordsman was already astonishing enough. He hadn’t expected the Sect Hierarch of the Demon Sect to be just as peerless.
As for the confrontation between Nangong Weiping and the Elder of the Ten Directions, which could be called the prime duel of the times, it was a pity that not many masters were fortunate enough to witness it.
Nangong Weiping’s eyes, sharp like an eagle’s, were locked onto the Elder in the distance, standing calmly with his hands behind his back. In the next instant, a gentle tap of her toes and her figure instantly turned into a streak of light that burst forth furiously.
Boom!
The moment Nangong Weiping’s figure surged forward, the air exploded in front of her, such was her speed that even the air couldn’t withstand it, leaving a wave of air turbulence in her wake.
It took merely a breath for a dark light to explode before the Elder, and at the same time, a palm wrapped in black demonic energy was fiercely slammed towards him.
There was nothing fancy about it, just a plain punch, but under the Nine Nether Purgatory Demon Scripture, it possessed the tremendous power to destroy both heaven and earth.
After all, Nangong Weiping had cultivated the Nine Nether Purgatory Demon Scripture to the perfection of Great Grandmaster level.
“Perfection?”
The terrifying strength that swept over from in front made the Elder’s eyes flash. He commented with a note of amazement and then flicked his sleeves.
Whoosh!
Two gloomy, icy auras shot out like two giant dragons intertwining with each other, bursting from the Elder’s sleeves with a roar that seemed to echo, clashing heavily with Nangong Weiping’s punch.
Thud!
At the moment of impact, a thunderous noise rattled heaven and earth. The ground collapsed at the point of collision and rapidly spread dozens of feet.
An indescribable physical strength exploded. Nangong Weiping’s demonic energy was shattered, turning into black specks that drifted away.
Hiss!
However, as soon as the black demonic energy shattered, it condensed again in the next instant, even thicker and firmer than before, and then exploded out at a terrifying rate.
Boom boom boom!
In just a few moments, the black demonic energy struck the Elder’s defenses hundreds of times, each strike unleashing a horrific shockwave.
“Senior, let’s go!”
Zhao Qingmei, blocking Teng Xubing and Lv Qiujian with her Mandarin Duck Twin Blades and riding on Honghu’s back, now dove down with Honghu towards Nangong Weiping.
If Nangong Weiping wasn’t assured of victory, it was better to flee first.
“Seeking death!”
A murderous light flashed in the Elder’s eyes as he reached out to grab Zhao Qingmei.
Fast!
Too fast!
Zhao Qingmei could only see a flash of black light, her body completely incapable of avoidance or defense.
Thump!
In the blink of an eye, she was engulfed by the black light.
The cold light penetrated Zhao Qingmei’s protective demonic energy, entering her body.
Her eyes wide, Zhao Qingmei could only watch as the cold light invaded her flesh, afterward feeling a weakness throughout her body as she collapsed onto Honghu’s back.
Cold!
A bone-chilling coldness instantly surged through her body!
Her blood, bones, and breath all became extremely cold, as if even her mind was frozen at that moment.
In that instant, the image of An Jing appeared in Zhao Qingmei’s mind, her lips parting slightly, “Husband….”
At the same time, Honghu’s giant body shuddered, maintaining just enough consciousness to prevent themselves from crashing to the ground.
“You are dealing with me!”
Nangong Weiping shouted coldly, her body overflowing with a destructive power that seemed about to burst her. She stared at the Elder, her eyes shining with a black light, and smirked coldly.
The Elder felt a chill as hairs stood on end and dared not attack Zhao Qingmei any further, quickly retracting his palm strike.
Behind Nangong Weiping suddenly appeared an immense Heavenly Demon.
She slowly raised her hand, dark light swirling around her palm from which ancient patterns spread, and then, with a gentle push, it descended towards the Elder.
Boom!
It was as if the world itself trembled violently at that moment. The Elder looked up with force, only to see the clouds above ripped apart, an eclipse of black light, with its shadow, enveloping everything below.
Before the black light had even fallen, the buildings around Cloud Tower had collapsed a level.
But upon closer inspection, the black light was clearly a hand, vast like a tidal wave.
The black hand came crashing down toward the Elder.
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Boom!
The black hand did not stop at all, and with an overwhelmingly tyrannical posture, it came crashing down. Finally, under the gaze of numerous terrified onlookers, it landed on the old man of the Ten Directions.
As the giant black hand descended from the sky, it was like the palm of a Heavenly Demon, filled with a sense of destruction. It seemed that anything in its path would be turned to dust.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Black spiritual light flowed from the body of the Ten Directions Elder, forming an indestructible light shield.
Seeing the Ten Directions Elder stand tall like mountains and rivers, all those present couldn’t help but exclaim in awe.
Boom!
In the sky above, the massive hand covered everything as it came down. In the moment it struck the phantom image, the heavens and earth seemed to fall silent under the gaze of countless eyes.
The Jade Tower around the Cloud Tower shattered to pieces.
Crack! Crack!
The Dharma Body of the Ten Directions Elder directly fractured, appearing cracked and fragile before the Ten Directions Elder’s body plummeted downwards like a cannonball.
Rumble!
The Cloud Tower and the great hall began to collapse at this moment. The destructive shockwave spread, destroying the surrounding buildings. In just a few breaths’ time, the Thunder Sound Hall had turned into ruins.
The only thing remaining was a massive pit at the center of the Cloud Tower.
Nangong Weiping leaped onto the back of the Honghu and began to control it.
With a clear chirp, the Honghu soared into the sky, flying towards the distance. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from everyone’s view.
Lv Qiujian and Teng Xubing naturally couldn’t catch up with the Honghu and could only rush towards the giant pit.
As the dust gradually dispersed, the Ten Directions Elder could be seen standing in the pit, his clothes fluttering in the breeze, unscathed.
Lv Qiujian and Teng Xubing cautiously approached him, not daring to breathe too loudly.
A smile emerged on the lips of the Ten Directions Elder, “No need to chase. The Sect Hierarch of the Demon Sect was struck by my primordial palm.”
Although he was smiling, the two beside him felt as if they had entered a freezing summer or scorching winter.
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Yujing City, Dragon Locking Well.
Three days have passed since the incident in Yujing City. By now, Yujing City had returned to its usual tranquility, but the aftermath had not faded.
The atmosphere became even more tense and solidified. The entire border of Yan Country went into alert.
An attack from Zhao Country and Houjin was now certain.
But compared to before, the people of Yan Country had more confidence in the impending battle because the Great Yan Emperor had reached the Grandmaster Realm.
Great Grandmaster!
This was the realm of land immortals, rumored to allow one to borrow three hundred years of life from heaven—meaning Zhao Zhiwu could preside over the court for another three hundred years.
A Great Grandmaster was like a stabilizer.
Even with Zhao Country, Houjin, and the Southern Barbarians joined forces, they still had confidence.
The whole world knew the era of the nations attacking Yan had come, and the people of Yan Country were also aware. They had begun preparing for war half a year ago.
Everyone was waiting for that moment to come.
As a thread of consciousness from the Earth Vein Spirit escaped, violent changes occurred in the world. Everyone found that cultivation had become much easier than before and breaking through the shackles was simpler.
Many experts who had been stuck for years were suddenly breaking through critical barriers, significantly advancing their cultivation.
This phenomenon occurred everywhere—in Yan Country, Zhao Country, the Southern Barbarians, Houjin—any place in the world.
This change brought joy to everyone, and this was just an inkling of the Earth Vein Spirit’s consciousness. If the true Earth Vein Spirit were to surge forth, how terrifying would that be?
At the unfathomable depths of the Dragon Locking Well, a gigantic vortex frenziedly spun, drawing in the Earth Essence from the surroundings toward its center.
This vortex was incredibly large, almost stirring all the Earth Essence in the Dragon Locking Well.
Upon closer inspection, at the center of the vortex, one could see a figure in a meditative pose.
It was An Jing.
At this moment, inside An Jing’s body, the True Qi surged. The “Great Celestial Star Refining Body Technique” operated on its own, continuously resisting the evil spirits within the Dragon Locking Well.
The oppressive force inside the Dragon Locking Well was immense. Despite An Jing’s sturdy physique, one could still see blood oozing from him.
Enveloped by the pure and abundant Earth Essence, streams of pure essence were constantly pouring into An Jing’s body through his mouth, nose, and the pores all over his body.
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An Jing’s skin turned a bright red at this moment, but the true qi within his body became incredibly vigorous and scorching at an astonishing speed!
A starlight suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
It vibrated into existence, with the Dragon Locking Well stirring up an overwhelming qi mechanism.
That starlight, as if transmitting from the depths of space, traversed the vast expanse, and the eons passed, ultimately emerged.
Then, in An Jing’s mind, streaks of starlight suddenly appeared, converging into a galaxy.
Boom boom boom!!
The vast Earth Essence poured into his body unceasingly, and the dragon circling An Jing became more and more luminous.
After dozens of days, which felt like years had passed, the entire Dragon Locking Well was shrouded in starlight.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
Suddenly, as the starlight of the Dragon Locking Well shone, the entire well burst forth with unprecedentedly radiant divine light, endlessly spreading out in all directions.
At that moment, heaven and earth trembled simultaneously!!
Within the Dragon Locking Well, every wisp of qi mechanism weirdly exuded a terrifying might, so powerful that it could cause Grandmasters to explode and die on the spot within this atmosphere.
It was clear to see that An Jing’s true qi instantly converged, bursting forth with dazzling divine light.
In an instant, the orbiting starlight around An Jing solidified as if it were tangible, emitting a halo like glazed glass, and on the surface of his body, numerous mysterious patterns emerged, each one exuding a breathtakingly domineering aura.
Boom!
An Jing’s body, in the moment the phantom vision condensed, underwent a complete transformation; his bones and flesh became as splendidly bizarre and brilliantly eye-catching as glazed glass.
The Great Celestial Star Refining Body Technique was about to break through its shackles!
Bang!!
The “Great Celestial Star Refining Body Technique” began to rotate at an unimaginable speed, a stark contrast to its previous sluggish pace. This rotation, swift to its peak, instantly caused An Jing’s entire body to collapse.
Flesh merged with bone, and true qi incessantly blended into it.
An Jing could nearly feel every part of his body strengthening, as if mountains and rivers were no longer the same in his eyes.
This was a brand-new realm.
An Jing’s true qi integrated into every drop of his essence blood.
The essence blood, accumulating powerful strength, began to circulate quickly, and spread throughout An Jing’s body.
The vast Earth Essence poured in like tidal waters.
Boom boom boom!!
What was once a somewhat shattered body, now regathered in a burst of divine light and, at the same time, visibly expanded and grew at an insane pace.
The changes brought about by the promotion were earth-shattering.
At this moment, An Jing’s body already compared to the physical strength of a Great Grandmaster, which not only brought an increase in strength but also extended his lifespan.
Operating the “Great Celestial Star Refining Body Technique,” the domineering might swept across heaven and earth, filling the entire Dragon Locking Well.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The ferocious qi mechanism caused the heavens and the earth to tremble.
Meanwhile, the Earth Vein Spirit in the distance also emitted a series of low roars.
After absorbing all the Earth Essence, the “Great Celestial Star Refining Body Technique” directly broke through to the Tenth Level, which is also the Perfect Realm of the technique.
Advancing the heart method to the Perfect Realm, which surpasses the Heavenly Martial level, the tremendous improvement was almost visible to the naked eye.
An Jing slowly opened his eyes, his thoughts falling upon the Earth Book.
Cultivation: Grandmaster Four Qi
Life Fate: Boundless Fortune
Root Bone: Once in a Millennium
Martial Arts: Sword Drawing Skill, Hidden Sword Skill, Sword Control Technique, Nine-character Sword Technique, Soaring Nine Heavens Body Technique, Concealing Qi Technique, Hundred-step Flying Sword Ninth Layer, Nine Yang Divine Finger Perfection, Brahma Heart Sees Me Perfection, Heavenly Intent Four Symbols Sword Technique Ninth Layer, Incomplete Nameless Heart Scripture Eighth Layer, Nameless Sword Form, Great Celestial Star Refining Body Technique Tenth Layer (Perfection).
Prompt One: The host’s Life Fate has taken root, and the Earth Vein Spirit has detected the host’s anomaly. Slaying the Earth Vein Spirit may yield a golden opportunity; otherwise, a black opportunity will arise.
Prompt Two: There’s a black opportunity near the host.
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