"He got away again!"
Zhao Rui couldn’t be bothered with the Saint Lotus Sect Leader. He shot into the air, stepping on the void. His True Qi surged through him like a roaming dragon as he chased in the direction Cangwu Zi had vanished.
When Cang Zhenzi saw this, he knew his Senior Brother’s transformation was complete. He was thoroughly demonic. But no matter how demonic he beca, Cang Zhenzi couldn’t just stand by and watch.
After a mont’s hesitation, he gave chase as well.
Only Master Qingyang, who let out a long sigh, and the mysterious, imnsely powerful Saint Lotus Sect Leader remained on the field.
"The Taishan Sect respectfully sees the Sect Leader off!"
Master Qingyang said politely, clasping his hands in a bow.
The intention to see him out was all too obvious.
"With you here, the Taishan Sect can hold on for a while longer. However, the will of the heavens is vast, and the grand tide of destiny is hard to change. You remain stagnant in your ways, blind to the true vastness of the heavens."
The Saint Lotus Sect Leader simply smiled, seemingly unconcerned by Cangwu Zi’s departure, Master Qingyang’s dismissal, or even the battle that had just taken place.
Before his voice had even faded, his figure flickered and vanished into thin air before everyone’s eyes.
"We should go, too,"
the woman from the Holy Lotus Sect said to the Qingfeng Envoy after glancing around.
’Hmph. I thought my fortune was unparalleled, that I had mastered a Divine Skill, but his abilities are still beyond mine. I just wonder if we’ll be friend or foe the next ti we et?’
The Qingfeng Envoy’s eyes dimd slightly. He then rose to his feet and executed his Peak Lightness Skill, drifting away like a gentle breeze.
The woman wore a strange expression. She shook her head, montarily at a loss for words.
Her gaze lingered for a long ti on the spot where Zhao Rui had disappeared before she finally moved to follow the Qingfeng Envoy.
The people from the Holy Lotus Sect had left, and Cangwu Zi was gone too.
Master Qingyang withdrew his Infinite Dharma Aspect. He turned and took a single step, reappearing ten zhang away.
"Uncle Master!"
"Greetings, Master Qingyang!"
As he reached the periphery, a crowd of Martial Artists and Daoists all bowed respectfully to Master Qingyang.
He may not have seed particularly dazzling while fighting those other experts just now.
But anywhere else in Dongqi Province, who wouldn’t bow and address him as "Master!"?
Ever since the full-scale recovery of Spiritual Qi and the appearance of the visitors from Gui Xu, the entire order of the Martial Arts Realm had undergone a fundantal change.
In the past, the university Martial Arts Teams and even the provincial martial arts training bases, though full of geniuses, were ultimately constrained by the environnt and the short ti available for Cultivation.
Truly top-tier Martial Artists had not yet erged; the strongest were rely Divine Void Realm Grandmasters at best.
But now, the various Sects whose Dharma Realm Grandmasters had returned were clearly standing at the apex of the Martial Dao.
Compared to the other provinces of the Central Plains, Dongqi Province’s only truly powerful Sect was Taishan, which boasted several Dharma Grandmaster Realm experts.
As one of the Taishan Sect’s three great Dharma Grandmasters—and a High-Tier Dharma Realm expert at that—Qingyangzi was, on paper, one of the most powerful individuals in all of Dongqi Province.
Who would dare show him disrespect!
"Everyone, disperse!"
At Master Qingyang’s command, Changfengzi imdiately bowed in acknowledgnt and began directing the other Daoists to disperse the crowd.
"Uncle Master, there was a strange Monk earlier. He seed to be a Dharma Realm expert as well, but I don’t know where he hid during the fight."
"Don’t worry about it. Your Uncle Master Dan Yangzi will handle him. You should focus on your Cultivation and advance to the Dharma Realm as soon as possible."
"Yes, Uncle Master!"
Changfengzi nodded earnestly. This battle between True Dharma Masters had truly been an eye-opener for him.
First, Master Song He of the Qingcheng Sect’s "Song" generation had condensed his True Dharma Body to fight the Demon Sect’s Qingfeng Envoy.
The majestic, commanding auras of those two alone had filled him with awe and longing.
But then his Uncle Master and the others appeared, their power so terrifying it shook the heavens and seed to warp the very sky, like Immortal Gods descending.
As the Taishan Sect’s only native Divine Void Realm expert, his desire for the Dharma Realm was stronger than anyone else’s in the sect.
A resilient glint appeared in Changfengzi’s eyes. Unconsciously, his bearing and presence seed to grow and sharpen.
...
「Su Province!」
Cangwu Zi flew eastward at high speed, clutching Song Ziwen.
"You id— no, Grandpa, did you save ? I knew you would save !"
Song Ziwen slowly regained consciousness, his eyes opening to see Cangwu Zi, with his stern expression and head of thick, black hair.
"Grandpa? Are you my grandson?"
"Yes, yes! Grandpa, I’m your grandson. Your real grandson."
Song Ziwen said fawningly, a crafty look in his eyes.
"What is my na? And what is yours?"
Cangwu Zi looked down at Song Ziwen, a smirk playing on his lips.
Hearing this, Song Ziwen’s eyes darted around for a mont before he answered, "Grandpa, your na is Song Guangxuan, and my na is Song Ziwen. You even gave my na personally."
"Song Guangxuan?"
Cangwu Zi muttered the na to himself, then suddenly burst out laughing. "Song Guangxuan, Song Guangxuan. Not bad!"
After speaking, he abruptly looked down at Song Ziwen. A black light flashed in his eyes, and ripples of divine energy instantly flowed between their gazes.
A mont later, he retracted his gaze and announced loudly,
"This is the Mahayana Infinite Divine Skill that I comprehended. Cultivate it diligently, and do not tarnish my grandson’s na!"
Suddenly gifted a Divine Skill, Song Ziwen was overjoyed. He nodded his head repeatedly. "Don’t worry, Grandpa! Don’t worry!"
"Grandpa, where are we going?"
Growing accustod to his interactions with Cangwu Zi, Song Ziwen boldly asked.
"To the East Sea. I feel that sothing I need is there!"
Cangwu Zi’s gaze was like a torch, as if guided by so celestial intuition, staring intently toward a specific place.
Song Ziwen was secretly amazed, wondering when he would ever possess the kind of power this old man had.
When that ti ca...
’Yeah, I’ll make everyone call Grandpa!’
Just as he was getting lost in his fantasies, he suddenly realized that Cangwu Zi had co to an abrupt halt.
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