With one punch, ten thousand swords follow!
Still the sa "Don't know the height of the sky," yet the scenery has changed —
In an instant, the shadow of the punch transford into the shadow of a sword, the sword shadow converged into a river. The mighty sword montum was like the overflowing Milky Way from the nine heavens, rushing down torrentially!
"How do you do it?"
Li Fei engaged in conversation with Ming Qi while making his move.
Because he knew, regardless of the final outco, this was his last conversation with the Buddha's son in his lifeti.
Buzz!
Golden light flourished.
A majestic, sacred, treasure-like and eerie enormous phantom rose from behind Ming Qi!
The phantom had countless arms, stacked layer upon layer, densely packed, like the legendary Thousand-Handed Guanyin descending upon the mortal world.
Each arm was pure golden, muscles knotted, embodying the ultimate power of Vajra Unbreakable, subjugating foreign paths!
The thousand hands danced, either forming the Fearless Seal, performing the Demon Subduing Seal, or pinching the Treasure Bottle Seal... changing instantly, full of profound mysteries.
The sword montum river that could tear apart mountains and rivers was precisely intercepted one by one by the thousand golden Buddha palms.
The sound of tal clashing was as dense as sudden rain on banana leaves, echoing through the skies, every collision bursting forth dazzling sparks and energy ripples.
In the center of the frenzied storm interwoven with countless palm shadows and endless sword light, Ming Qi's voice penetrated the noise, sounding clear and peaceful, with a hint of an unnoticeable sigh yet rock-solid firmness:
"In the Martial Arts Master Realm, I took advantage by refining three Superpower Seeds."
"I see."
Li Fei instantly understood how the Buddhist sect possessed Ming Qi's trump card.
His own seven divine abilities, one was refined from a Superpower Seed, one was fast-tracked with demon path thods, one was 'gifted' with cooperation from others, refined through 'Refining', and the last one condensed directly from Qi Fortune.
Among these, only the dragon elephant divine ability fast-track with demon path thods affected the foundation.
Ming Qi's ability to consecutively refine three Superpower Seeds within a few years indicated he had a special talent greatly enhancing the success rate of refining Superpower Seeds.
With the seven divine abilities in the Martial Arts Master Realm, once successful in breakthrough, he would instantly beco a Divine Derivation Realm Grandmaster.
The subsequent Establishing Dao and cultivation were unrelated to ti, only related to talent and heart realm.
Li Fei was certain Ming Qi, like himself, had always walked his own path, so the Establishing Dao matter would be unhindered.
If Li Fei were not a dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, and only cultivated martial arts, then in the battle of Bai Feng Plain, acquiring the "Jing'an" divine ability and succeeding in the breakthrough would have given him great confidence to directly beco a Dao Establishnt Grandmaster!
The Buddhist sect valued Ming Qi's sacrifice to beco a Buddha path, so they prepared the "Sacrifice" divine ability for him, allowing him to reach the Establishing Dao Realm as quickly as possible.
All was prepared for today.
"You must know, even if you are now the youngest Martial Saint in history, this title will soon be taken from you by , just like before!"
Li Fei roared angrily.
Angry about Ming Qi's choice, and angrier about the Buddhist sect's thod of sacrificing others!
Moreover, he felt an indescribable guilt towards Ming Qi.
He knew well that if he, the 'transmigrator', hadn't appeared, Ming Qi should have been the greatest hero in history!
Without Ming Qi breaking through the bottleneck, Shen Tuyue and Ning Chuan might not have beco Martial Arts Masters before 26.
So, the youngest Martial Arts Master, the youngest Grandmaster, the youngest Martial Saint.
These titles should have belonged to Ming Qi.
If the other wanted those titles for himself, it would have been okay, but instead, he wanted them for his master.
And all of this was taken away by Li Fei.
"Poor Monk indeed cannot compare to the benefactor, but has given everything."
Ming Qi sighed.
"You could have had a better future, a louder na!"
"If the Pudu Temple did not exist, this monk would not live on."
"..."
Li Fei sighed deeply, no longer speaking.
The two ultimately could not beco friends, destined to fight to the death on the battlefield.
"Then... let's fight!"
As Li Fei's voice fell, above his head, a golden dragon condensed from Qi Fortune flew out of the void.
"Jing'an" divine ability, national fortune blessing!
Wenren Zheng was trapped, the Green Frost Army was continuously hard by the River Guardian Heavenly King.
Since the Buddhist sect had gone all-in, Li Fei could no longer save national fortune for the Da Lan Dynasty, he had to resolve quickly!
Seeing this, Ming Qi also activated his Taoism.
The two strongest heroes in history fought with full power!
...
Daluo Sect.
While the River Guardian Heavenly King and Li Fei were still on the road, yet to arrive at Vajra City.
Tai Yu t alone with Chaganbayar.
After Li Fei left, Chaganbayar, at Wu Xuan's request, expressed a desire to et Tai Yu alone to Qing Wei.
After consulting Tai Yu, Qing Wei took this grassland pride to the back mountain of Daluo Peak.
Chaganbayar sat in the pavilion where Li Fei and Tai Yu previously talked, his face filled with unease.
The burly Tai Yu sat opposite him, his gaze fixed on Chaganbayar with scrutiny.
After a mont, the Master of the Daluo Sect spoke:
"You wished to see , what is your purpose?"
Chaganbayar dared not make eye contact with Tai Yu, lowering his head, weighing pros and cons in his mind.
Wu Xuan threatened him, urging him to persuade Tai Yu under the guise of the Grassland Pride.
As long as Tai Yu was willing to side with the Buddhists to overthrow the Da Lan Dynasty, the grasslands could beco an ally to the Daluo Sect in the future.
Chaganbayar himself didn't actually wield much influence over the grasslands, nor did he possess any power there.
He knew that Wu Xuan's demand was a way to make him submit and prove his loyalty.
Additionally, it served to reveal Buddhist thods and more hidden strengths to the Daluo Sect.
Indeed, Chaganbayar didn't have much impact on the grasslands, but the Buddhists certainly might.
After all, the Man Yuan Sect originated from the Buddhists.
Chaganbayar knew that following Wu Xuan's instruction ant no turning back.
If he truly was the Grassland Pride, with aspirations to integrate into the Da Lan Dynasty, perhaps he could take a gamble.
Even with Wu Xuan possibly laying traps beforehand, facing Tai Yu, he might not necessarily be killed.
But he was not a pure Grassland Pride.
Knowing that high-ranking officials of the Da Lan Dynasty had already begun to suspect his identity, should he choose an alternative path for himself?
Chaganbayar's gaze flickered, unwilling to remain silent too long before Tai Yu, he ultimately made a decision:
"Master Tai Yu, my visit this ti is not as a Viscount of Da Lan Dynasty, but as the Grassland Pride."
In the face of potential exposure, he decided to pave another route for himself.
He couldn't follow the path of Da Lan Dynasty to the end.
"Alas."
Chaganbayar had barely finished speaking when he heard a sigh resonate in his heart and spirit.
Imdiately, a wisp of True Soul flew from his body, gliding towards Tai Yu.
"Damn!"
Chaganbayar's body stiffened, his face drastically changed, utterly terrified.
He had already followed Wu Xuan's requirents, yet the other party willingly exposed him.
This ant that person wasn't Wu Xuan at all!
He had been deceived!
"Did the Da Lan Dynasty prematurely orchestrate this, having soone impersonate Wu Xuan just to test my identity?"
Chaganbayar imdiately understood, feeling like he could cough up blood from anger.
If his identity were clean, and he passed this test, he would have the chance to receive full support from Da Lan Dynasty in the future.
Regrettably, he knew he had issues, making it impossible to pass this test.
"Master Tai Yu, listen to !"
Chaganbayar knew his only chance now was to truly persuade Tai Yu.
But upon seeing the wisp of drifting True Soul, Tai Yu's expression changed.
Because he heard the voice emanating from this wisp of True Soul:
"Qing Ding of Daluo Sect, greets Uncle Tai Yu!"
Tai Yu abruptly stood up, with a wave of force imprisoning Chaganbayar:
"Wait here."
Having said that, he no longer paid attention to Chaganbayar, allowing the True Soul to attach to his body, then got up and left.
Leaving Chaganbayar, who was unable to speak or move, locked in despair within the pavilion.
Tai Yu entered the Great Hall where he practiced, carefully sensing the wisp of True Soul's presence within him:
"Qing Ding, you're not dead?!"
It was impossible for Tai Yu not to be shocked; during the Lifespan Extension Pill case, Qing Ding was pushed by Qing Xu to be a scapegoat, publicly claid to have committed suicide out of guilt.
So, in the eyes of the world, this top alchemist had long been dead.
"Indeed, Uncle Tai Yu, I am not dead..."
Qing Ding's tone carried deep implications.
He was the last piece the Da Lan Dynasty placed within the Daluo Sect.
A resurrection of the 'dead', success or failure perhaps hinged on this mont!
...
"Qing Ding, you're not dead?!"
It was impossible for Tai Yu not to be shocked; during the Lifespan Extension Pill case, Qing Ding was pushed by Qing Xu to be a scapegoat, publicly claid to have committed suicide out of guilt.
So, in the eyes of the world, this top alchemist had long been dead.
"Indeed, Uncle Tai Yu, I am not dead..."
Qing Ding's tone carried deep implications.
He was the last piece the Da Lan Dynasty placed within the Daluo Sect, and success or failure perhaps hinged on this mont!
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