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Chapter 415: Martial Arts Will Soars, Unparalleled Martial Arts, and the Golden Body of Martial Immo
Chapter 415: Martial Arts Will Soars, Unparalleled Martial Arts, and the Golden Body of Martial Immortals (Part 1)
Boom!
The terrifying fist intent transformed into a cascading waterfall, surging upwards and piercing through everything in its path. It was like an awakened lion or a roaring tiger, embodying the essence of martial arts at its pinnacle.
At this moment, there was a sense of enlightenment, a feeling of facing a formidable foe with courage and throwing a punch, where the brave would prevail even in the face of overwhelming odds.
As long as there was the courage to strike, there was a chance to win!
But if one lacked even the courage to throw a punch, then there would be no glimmer of hope for victory.
The clash of fist intents reverberated endlessly.
The entire Mo City Netherworld trembled and exploded in an instant. Everything crumbled and shattered, creating massive fissures that crisscrossed like a dense web. Walls collapsed, the ground caved in, buildings were obliterated, and even the sky above was torn apart by enormous black chasms.
It was a scene akin to the end of the world.
Buzz!
The void itself quivered, emitting a faint humming sound, like an aged person groaning under the weight of their ailments.
Divine Seed!
Dragon Phoenix Imprint!
This was the reward Xi Xi received after surpassing her growth threshold at the age of seven.
It was a martial art, and although Li Che had only recently grasped its basics, his understanding was already extraordinary.
At this moment, he was transported into the eighth Mysterious Door, transforming into a Mysterious Door Divine Seed.
Only now did Li Che truly comprehend the difference between the Mysterious Door Divine Seeds and the Divine Seeds.
It was a difference between mortal techniques and divine arts.
If one had to make a comparison, perhaps the only thing that came close was the divine martial art 'Shattering Southern Sky' that he had been comprehended from the 'Face of Heaven'.
But even then, 'Shattering Southern Sky' was just the first form. Perhaps only by combining the first three forms could it reach the level of a divine seed martial art.
"Kill!"
Golden Qi and blood intertwined, forming a terrifying Qilin that danced wildly in the sky. Its golden flames twisted and burned everything in its path.
Heaven Earth Dragon Phoenix Dance!
Everything crumbled and shattered.
Zhao Bei Dou's Tribulation Body was engulfed in flames, but at this moment, he felt an overwhelming chill.
The Heaven Surpassing Domain enveloped him, unable to drain his cultivation, but it made him feel extremely listless.
Facing this attack, Zhao Bei Dou exerted all his strength.
He never imagined that he would be pushed to such an extent by a non-Divine Realm cultivator.
The space around them shattered continuously.
A massive vortex erupted, and the entire Mo City Netherworld exploded.
Eight vortexes detonated, causing their Qi and blood to swell a hundredfold, a thousandfold, surpassing the limits of Li Che's physical body.
The Unparalleled Fist Power burst forth, piercing through the space of the entire Mo City, causing the surrounding void to collapse, shatter, and roll.
White Hellfire Bone Claws!
Zhao Bei Dou transformed into a white fire-clad figure, letting out a roar as his fingers curved like hooks, instantly becoming claws. At this moment, he could only unleash his full power.
The instant their fist and claws collided—
The space seemed to transform into a massive bell, emitting an enormous sound.
All sound waves and light in the heavens and earth vanished without a trace under the terrifying impact.
The flames formed by the intertwined White Hellfire were shredded by the Dragon Phoenix Imprint, exploding into fragments.
Boom!
Firelight flickered, and the Qilin roared, slamming into Zhao Bei Dou's body, which was covered in White Hellfire.
Explosions erupted everywhere, and Zhao Bei Dou spewed out thick blood, instantly incinerated by the White Hellfire into black smoke, his body trembling.
A terrifying mushroom cloud rose from the already collapsing Mo City, a result of the collision and intertwining of Tribulation Fire and Qi.
It was like a fleeting moment, yet it felt like an eternity.
Boom!
A deafening explosion shook the entire Mo City.
Like a tsunami, ripples spread from the center, shattering the void in a ten-zhang radius, and then continued to expand outward, accompanied by dazzling golden and white lights.
Boom!
A mouthful of blood gushed out.
Zhao Bei Dou's body was covered in cracks, and even his Tribulation Fire body couldn't withstand this punch.
His chest had a gaping hole, torn flesh, and blood gushed from the hideous wound.
Because the Tribulation Fire was only a surface phenomenon; beneath it was his physical body.
Even though it was filled with powerful Qi, it was still insufficient when pushed beyond its limits.
He might...
truly die!
However...
Zhao Bei Dou's face was covered in blood, but his eyes suddenly blazed with intense light.
Looking at the terrifying figure that resembled a golden Qilin, his eyes revealed a carefree laughter.
"It's breaking! This Minor Inner World is breaking!"
Boom!
As Zhao Bei Dou's words fell, the entire Mo City crumbled, and a powerful repulsive force erupted.
It was the force of spatial repulsion.
Within his chest, the 'Immortal in Painting' Divine Fruit rapidly pulsed, and Mo City Netherworld was about to enter a state of self-repair.
Li Che's body glowed with golden light, and his eyes burned with golden flames.
The torn wounds quickly healed, and his flesh regenerated under the self-repairing power of the Dragon Elephant Vajra Fruit, as if returning to its original state.
Li Che looked indifferently at Zhao Bei Dou, whose body was drenched in blood and whose chest had a gaping hole, his condition having plummeted to rock bottom.
Zhao Bei Dou's entire body began to fade, and under the terrifying spatial transmission power of the exploding Mo City Netherworld, he was covered in blood but laughed with unparalleled joy.
Beneath the black and white divided King Yama Mask, Li Che's eyes burned with golden light, but they were filled with a mysterious aura.
"What are you laughing about?"
"You're heavily injured..."
A deep voice echoed through the shattered space.
Zhao Bei Dou's laughter abruptly ceased.
Li Che couldn't be bothered to pay him any attention. He clenched his fist, and the Flying Thunder Chess Piece was gripped in his palm.
At his current martial cultivation realm, bursting open the eighth Odd Gate Immortal Seed... was already a very strained state.
His Sovereign Avatar had already taken a hit for him, triggering the explosion of the eight Odd Gates.
Although Li Che still had two Sovereign Avatars...
To trigger another explosion and perform the Dragon Phoenix Dance, it was still a bit difficult.
Unable to trigger the explosion of the eight Odd Gate Immortal Seeds... wanting to kill the Divine Tribulation, Li Che had no confidence at all.
Of course, Li Che wasn't in a hurry.
Just as he said, Zhao Bei Dou was severely injured!
Wanting to kill Zhao Bei Dou, there were more opportunities, and it would be easier to do so.
Would Zhao Bei Dou's injuries recover faster, or would Mo City recover faster?
Clenching the Flying Thunder Chess Piece.
The entire person directly teleported away.
Boom! The entire Mo City instantly sealed its gates, closing with a thunderous rumble, and countless fine cracks intertwined on the city walls.
Incredibly dense ink-colored energy surged and boiled out.
...
...
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The night was deep, and the cold wind howled fiercely.
In the harsh winter, heavy snow fell like goose feathers, swirling and fluttering down from the leaden clouds that were as dark as ink, soaked in the night.
The imperial camp was in chaos, with flames soaring into the sky and the clatter of armor.
At the location of the main camp, a huge pit erupted, reducing the tents to ruins...
In the imperial camp, numerous powerful cultivators stood around.
Xie Yun Shen sat in a chair, his face as pale as paper, wearing a thick coat, looking weak and frail.
Gu Qianchi's hands were clasped behind his back, his brows slightly furrowed, and sword energy raged around him like a coiling dragon.
Suddenly.
His eyes narrowed!
Looking up, he saw the dark clouds towering high in the sky, with black clouds rolling, and countless azure mountain peaks intertwining and appearing within.
In the sky, a tribulation was brewing!
Thunder rumbled incessantly!
"He's back!"
Gu Qianchi's brows relaxed, and he exhaled, speaking softly.
Only a Divine Tribulation Cultivator could trigger such a calamitous aura.
Usually, Divine Tribulation Cultivators concealed their cultivation and didn't release their aura, allowing them to exist in the mortal world for a longer time and avoid triggering the lock of the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations.
A heavy and mighty aura suddenly spread out, surging and pressing down, slamming into everyone's hearts, causing them to feel palpitations and suppression.
Everyone looked up.
They saw a black gate suddenly appear in mid-air, incredibly dark, like dripping ink.
The gate suddenly opened, and a figure was flung out like a rag doll, then the gate closed with a boom, disappearing from sight.
The figure exuded an incredibly strong bloody scent, and the air was filled with a calamitous aura!
Zhao Bei Dou!
Gu Qianchi's gaze locked onto Zhao Bei Dou, and the sword energy around him seemed uncontrollable, shaking.
His pupils contracted sharply!
How was this possible?!
Zhao Bei Dou... was a Divine Tribulation Cultivator, but at this moment, where was the calm and composure of a Divine Tribulation Cultivator?
Covered in bloodstains, his body was riddled with wounds, and his chest was blasted open by a terrifying force, revealing a huge gaping hole, with blood constantly dripping.
This sight was shocking and horrifying, with a hideous appearance!
Behind Zhao Bei Dou, a tribulation wheel appeared, and on it, there was an extremely hideous crack, and tribulation fire energy continuously spread out from it.
He had even used the tribulation wheel!
But even with the tribulation wheel, Zhao Bei Dou's injuries were so severe!
His chest was blasted open, with flesh and blood destroyed, his internal organs filled with cracks, broken and shattered, and if it weren't for his Dao essence forcefully sustaining his life, Zhao Bei Dou might have already died!
Everyone was stunned!
Even Xie Yun Shen, who had secretly transformed into a Binding Spirit Imperial Tutor, was shocked.
He couldn't help but feel awe in his heart.
The lord... was actually this strong?!
He could actually severely injure a Divine Tribulation Cultivator like this? To the point of almost killing him!
Even Xie Yun Shen was so shocked, let alone the other imperial cultivators.
The surroundings became quiet, with only the sound of falling snow remaining.
Buzz!
Gu Qianchi reacted first, taking a step forward and appearing beside Zhao Bei Dou. He raised his hand and pressed it onto Zhao Bei Dou's back, spreading his Dao essence to help Zhao Bei Dou control his Dao essence and stabilize his injuries.
"Thank you, Brother Qianchi..."
Zhao Bei Dou's face was pale, and his white-haired, childlike appearance now seemed to have aged several decades.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Zhao Bei Dou coughed violently, his eyes still filled with lingering shock and shame.
Being seen in such a state by so many people, his dignity as a Divine Tribulation Cultivator was indeed somewhat tarnished.
If a Divine Tribulation Cultivator showed such a pathetic state in the Enigmatic Demon Grotto, where every step was filled with danger, it wouldn't be a big deal.
But in the mortal world, in the eyes of countless cultivators who couldn't even withstand his pressure, showing his pathetic state only made him feel humiliated.
Zhao Bei Dou spoke in a deep voice.
On Gu Qianchi's thin face, a trace of solemnity appeared: "Brother Bei Dou, what happened? What's going on?"
"Could there be a Divine Tribulation Cultivator in the Netherworld?"
Gu Qianchi asked in a deep voice.
To beat Zhao Bei Dou into such a miserable state, it would take at least two Divine Tribulation Cultivators, right?!
Zhao Bei Dou glanced at Gu Qianchi, shook his head, and then briefly described the situation in Mo City.
"That should be a small blessed land left behind by a Divine Tribulation, but... there was no Divine Tribulation in that small blessed land. The Netherworld King borrowed the power of the small blessed land, using up all his strength, even self-destructing the small blessed land as a price, wanting to exchange lives with me. The Netherworld King's injuries should be more severe than mine, and he's probably not far from death. And the small blessed land in the Netherworld has also been destroyed..."
Zhao Bei Dou naturally chose to present the aspect that flattered himself, and after he finished speaking, the surroundings instantly became silent.
The powerful individuals on the Imperial Court's side, one by one, revealed expressions of horror.
How could the Netherworld have achieved this?
Gu Qianchi's eyes also revealed a peculiar light.
As the Binding Spirit of Li Che, Huang Mei and Xie Yun Shen couldn't help but exchange a glance, both clearly understanding the exaggeration in Zhao Bei Dou's words.
What did he mean when he said that the Nether King's injuries were worse than his?
In a while, the Nether King's wounds would have healed.
As the Binding Spirit, they were well aware of their master's condition, as it directly affected their lives. If Li Che were to die, they would surely sense it immediately.
"This old man... My injuries are a bit severe, and I may need to return to the Dragon Tiger Sect's Dragon Tiger Small Cave Heaven to recuperate."
Zhao Bei Dou turned to look at Xie Yun Shen, whose face was as pale as paper.
Similar to the Primordial Vortex Sect's Primordial Small Cave Heaven, which was established by the Primordial Ancestor Lu Qiankun, these Small Cave Heavens were always located within a specific sect's territory.
Beyond this territory, it was impossible to break through space and enter.
Powerful Divine Tribulation Cultivators could carry their Small Cave Heavens with them, but Zhao Bei Dou, being at the level of a One Calamity One Tribulation Divine Tribulation, naturally couldn't do so.
Those who could move around with their Small Cave Heavens at any time were undoubtedly Three Calamities Divine Tribulation Cultivators!
Xie Yun Shen was startled upon hearing this.
Because, as Zhao Bei Dou spoke of his departure, Li Che's cold and indifferent voice immediately echoed in Xie Yun Shen's ears.
"Humoring him."
"Don't let him escape."
Xie Yun Shen immediately understood, and his face instantly showed a sincere expression, as if he was holding back his excitement.
"Zhao Ancestor, please stay a little longer. The Netherworld has already suffered a heavy blow. With your help, we can soon conquer the Primordial Vortex Sect!"
"Without the Netherworld, the Primordial Vortex Sect's resistance will be greatly weakened, and their combat strength will be significantly reduced. Moreover, the Ancient Dragon God from the Dragon King Lineage is about to arrive, and His Majesty has already granted him permission to enter. With the Ancient Dragon God's assistance, the Primordial Vortex Sect will surely be destroyed!"
Xie Yun Shen trembled all over, as if he had become extremely excited after hearing Zhao Bei Dou's intention to leave.
"The Imperial Court's expeditionary army must not lose Zhao Ancestor!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Bei Dou's face relaxed.
The embarrassment of being seen severely injured by the crowd faded away.
After all, in Xie Yun Shen's eyes, he saw recognition and understood his importance.
Zhao Bei Dou could understand that if he were to leave, the Imperial Court's side would be left with only two Divine Tribulation Cultivators, even with the invited Ancient Dragon God.
If he didn't return to the Dragon Tiger Sect, there would be three Divine Tribulation Cultivators...
The difference between three and two Divine Tribulation Cultivators was immense!
The pressure and intimidation they brought to the Primordial Vortex Sect would be completely different!
(End of Chapter)
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