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Chapter 415: Martial Dao Will Soars, Climbing a Mountain of Ten Thousand Feet, Pure Martial Arts, 10
Chapter 415: Martial Dao Will Soars, Climbing a Mountain of Ten Thousand Feet, Pure Martial Arts, 100% Forging the Martial Immortal Body [Seeking Monthly Votes] (Part 1)
Boom!
Terrifying fist intent transformed into a waterfall, surging upwards and soaring into the sky, breaking through everything!
It was as if a waking lion was roaring, like a fierce tiger!
At this moment, the Martial Dao Will seemed to have reached its pinnacle, a feeling of enlightenment, facing a powerful enemy, boldly throwing a punch, where the brave win in a narrow encounter, even if the strength gap is huge, but if there's the courage to throw a punch...
Then there's a chance to win!
But if there's not even the courage to throw a punch, then there's not a sliver of a chance to win!
The clashing fist intents rumbled without end!
The entire Ink City Fengdu seemed to explode in this instant, everything was collapsing and shattering, enormous cracks appeared, dense and intertwined, the city walls crumbled, the ground collapsed, buildings were annihilated, and even the sky was filled with immense black chasms!
It was like a scene from the apocalypse!
Buzz!
The void trembled, emitting a faint humming sound, like an old man groaning under the weight of his ailments.
Immortal Seed!
Phoenix Heaven Seal!
This was the reward Xi Xi obtained after surpassing the growth threshold at the age of seven!
It was a martial art, and although Li Che had barely entered the realm, his entry was already extraordinary!
At this moment, he was guided into the eighth Mystic Gate, transforming into a Mystic Gate Immortal Seed!
Only now did Li Che truly feel the difference between the Mystic Gate Divine Seed and the Immortal Seed.
It was a...
Difference between mortal techniques and immortal techniques!
If one were to make a comparison, perhaps only the divine martial art of Transforming into the True Martial God, which he had comprehended from the Face of Qitian, could barely keep up.
And Transforming into the True Martial God was just the first form; perhaps only by combining the first three forms could one truly reach the heights of immortal martial arts.
Kill!
Golden blood intertwined, forming a terrifying phoenix, dancing wildly across the sky, golden like fire, burning and distorting everything!
Heaven and Earth Phoenix Dance!
Everything was collapsing!
Zhao Beidou's Divine Tribulation Body was engulfed in flames, but at this moment, he felt an overwhelming chill!
The Overheaven Dao Realm enveloped him, unable to pull on his cultivation, but making his state extremely listless.
Facing this punch, Zhao Beidou also exerted his full strength!
He never imagined that he would be pushed to such an extent by a non-Divine Realm cultivator!
Space continued to shatter!
A massive vortex erupted, and the entire Ink City exploded!
Eight vortexes detonated, causing the blood to expand a hundredfold, a thousandfold, reaching a limit beyond what Li Che's physical body could bear!
The Unmatched Fist Art burst forth!
The powerful flesh, driven by the ultimate fist intent, seemed to pierce through the space of the entire Ink City, shaking the surrounding void, constantly collapsing, shattering, and rolling!
White Dark Tribulation Fire Claw!
Zhao Beidou transformed into a white fiery figure, letting out a long howl, his fingers like hooks, instantly forming claws, and at this moment, he could only strike with all his might.
In the instant their fist and claw collided!
Space seemed to transform into a giant bell, emitting an enormous sound!
All sound waves and light in the world vanished without a trace under the impact!
The flaming giant claw woven from White Dark Tribulation Fire was pierced by the phoenix, exploding and shattering!
Boom!
The firelight swirled, the phoenix roared, and slammed into Zhao Beidou's body, covered in White Dark Tribulation Fire.
Explosion! Everything was exploding!
Zhao Beidou spat out thick blood, instantly incinerated by the White Dark Tribulation Fire into black smoke, trembling all over!
A terrifying mushroom cloud rose from the already collapsing Ink City, a terrifying eruption formed by the collision and intertwining of Tribulation Fire and blood!
It was like a thousandth of a second, or like time had solidified, becoming endlessly prolonged!
Boom!
A shocking explosion erupted within the entire Ink City.
Like a tsunami, the ripples surged, and after shattering ten zhang of void in the center, they continued to spread and expand around the shattered void, accompanied by dazzling golden and white light!
In this city, unseen by anyone, a powerful burst erupted!
Pfft!
A mouthful of blood gushed out!
Zhao Beidou's body was covered in cracks, and even as a Tribulation Fire body, he struggled to withstand this punch.
His chest bore a massive hole, flesh torn, and a hideous wound gushed with blood.
Because the Tribulation Fire body... was only skin deep, and beneath the Tribulation Fire, it was his flesh and blood!
Even filled with vast Dao Essence, it was still not enough in the face of unrestrained blood and slaughter.
He might...
Really die!
But...
Zhao Beidou's face was covered in blood, and his eyes suddenly shone brightly.
Looking at the terrifying figure that seemed like a golden phoenix, his eyes revealed a cheerful smile.
"It's broken! This Minor Mystic Realm... is breaking!"
Boom!
As Zhao Beidou spoke, the entire Ink City collapsed, and a powerful repulsive force burst forth.
It was the repulsive force of space.
Within his chest, the Immortal in Painting's Dao Fruit rapidly pulsed, and Ink City Fengdu was about to enter self-repair mode.
On Li Che's body, which was bathed in golden light, a dazzling golden glow intertwined and flashed.
The numerous shattered wounds quickly healed, and under the self-repair of the flesh through the refining of the Lion Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit, the flesh regenerated, restoring him to his original state.
Li Che looked at Zhao Beidou, whose body was covered in blood, his chest torn open with a massive hole, and whose state had plummeted to rock bottom.
Zhao Beidou's entire person began to blur, and under the terrifying space transmission and slaughter force of the exploding Ink City Fengdu, he was drenched in blood but laughed with immense joy.
Under the two-toned King Yama Mask, Li Che's eyes burned with golden light, but they were filled with a mysterious glow.
"What are you laughing at?"
"You're laughing... because I'm about to die..."
A deep voice echoed through the shattered space.
Zhao Beidou's laughter suddenly came to an abrupt halt.
Li Che, however, couldn't be bothered to pay him any attention. He clenched his five fingers, and the Thunderbolt Chess Piece was grasped tightly in his palm.
After all, with his current Martial Dao realm, bursting open the eighth Mystic Gate Immortal Seed was already a very strained state.
His Sovereign Avatar had already taken one blow for him, paying the price of detonating the eight Mystic Gates.
Although Li Che still had two Sovereign Avatars, it was still a bit difficult to detonate and unleash the Phoenix Dance again.
Unable to detonate the eight Mystic Gate Divine Seeds, Li Che had no confidence in killing the Divine Tribulation.
Of course, Li Che was in no hurry.
Just as he had said, Zhao Beidou was severely injured!
If he wanted to kill Zhao Beidou, he would have more opportunities, and it would be easier to do so.
Whether Zhao Beidou's injuries recovered faster or the Ink City recovered faster, Li Che gripped the Thunderbolt Chess Piece.
The entire person directly teleported away.
Boom!
The entire Ink City suddenly closed its gates, sealing shut with countless fine cracks crisscrossing the city walls.
Vividly dark ink-colored air currents surged and boiled out.
...
...
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! The night was profoundly dark, and the cold wind howled fiercely.
In the harsh winter, snowflakes flew in the air, and goose-feather-like snowflakes fluttered and scattered from the pitch-black clouds, dyed by the night, like thick ink.
The imperial camp was in chaos, with flames soaring into the sky and the clanging of armor.
At the location of the main tent, a huge pit erupted, turning the camp into ruins...
On the imperial side, numerous powerful figures stood around.
Xie Yun Shen sat in a chair, his face as pale as paper, wearing a thick coat, looking frail and weak.
Gu Qianchi's hands were behind his back, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and sword energy raged around him like a ferocious dragon.
Suddenly.
His eyes narrowed!
He looked up, and above the towering lead clouds, black clouds churned, with countless deep blue mountain peaks intertwining and flashing within.
In the sky, a calamity was brewing!
Thunder rumbled endlessly!
"He's back!"
Gu Qianchi's eyebrows relaxed, and he exhaled a breath, speaking softly.
Only a Divine Tribulation Cultivator could stir up such a calamitous aura.
Usually, Divine Tribulation Cultivators conceal their cultivation, not releasing their aura, and even then, they could still survive in the mortal world for some time without triggering the Three Disasters and Nine Tribulations.
A heavy and majestic aura suddenly spread out, overwhelming and oppressive, slamming into everyone's hearts, making them feel anxious and suppressed.
Everyone looked up.
They saw a black gate suddenly appear in mid-air, pitch-black like dripping ink.
The gate suddenly opened, and a figure was thrown out like a rag doll, then the gate closed with a boom and disappeared.
The figure that was thrown out exuded an extremely intense bloody smell, and the air was filled with a calamitous aura!
Zhao Beidou!
Gu Qianchi's gaze locked onto Zhao Beidou, and the sword energy around him seemed to shake uncontrollably.
His pupils constricted violently!
How could this be?!
Zhao Beidou... was a Divine Tribulation Cultivator, but at this moment, where was the calm and composure of a Divine Tribulation Cultivator?
He was covered in blood, 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 scene was shocking and horrifying, with countless ferocious expressions.
Behind Zhao Beidou, the Calamity Wheel appeared, and on it was an extremely ferocious crack, from which the tribulation fire's aura constantly leaked out.
Even the Calamity Wheel was used!
Even with the Calamity Wheel, Zhao Beidou's injuries were so severe!
His chest was blasted open, and much of his flesh and blood had been annihilated. His internal organs were covered in cracks, shattered, and if not for the Dao Essence forcefully keeping him alive, Zhao Beidou might have already died!
Everyone was shocked!
Even Xie Yun Shen, who had secretly transformed into a Bound Deity, was stunned.
The Lord... is actually this strong?!
He was able to severely injure a Divine Tribulation Cultivator to this extent, almost killing him!
Even Xie Yun Shen was so shocked, let alone the other imperial officials.
The surroundings became quiet, only the sound of falling snow remained.
Buzz!
Gu Qianchi was the first to react. He took a step forward and appeared beside Zhao Beidou. He raised his hand and placed it on Zhao Beidou's back, allowing his Dao Essence to spread out and help Zhao Beidou control his nearly uncontrollable Dao Essence, stabilizing his injuries.
"Thank you, Brother Qianchi..."
Zhao Beidou's face was pale, and his white-haired, childlike appearance made him seem to have aged several decades in an instant.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Zhao Beidou coughed violently, his eyes still filled with shock and embarrassment.
Being seen in such a miserable state by so many people, it was indeed embarrassing for a Divine Tribulation Cultivator.
If a Divine Tribulation Cultivator showed such a miserable state in the Inner Abyss, where every step was filled with danger, it wouldn't be a big deal.
But in the mortal world, in front of so many cultivators who couldn't even withstand his pressure, showing his miserable state only made him feel angry.
Zhao Beidou spoke in a deep voice.
A solemn expression appeared on Gu Qianchi's thin face: "Brother Beidou, what happened? What's going on?"
"Could it be that there's a Divine Tribulation Cultivator in the Netherworld?"
Gu Qianchi asked in a deep voice.
To injure Zhao Beidou to such a pitiful state, it would take at least two Divine Tribulation Cultivators, right?!
Zhao Beidou glanced at Gu Qianchi, shook his head, and then briefly described the situation in Ink City.
"That should be a small Mystic Realm left behind by a Netherworld Divine Tribulation, but... there's no Divine Tribulation in that small Mystic Realm. The King Yama of the Netherworld borrowed the power of the small Mystic Realm, using all means, even at the cost of destroying the small Mystic Realm, to exchange lives with me. The King Yama of the Netherworld is probably more severely injured than me and is likely near death. As for the small Mystic Realm in the Netherworld, it's also destroyed..."
Zhao Beidou naturally chose to describe the situation in a way that made him look good. After speaking, the chapter ended with silence.
The powerful figures on the Dajing court's side revealed expressions of shock.
How could the Netherworld achieve such a feat?
Gu Qianchi's eyes also held a peculiar glint.
Huang Mei and Xie Yunshen exchanged a barely noticeable glance, as Li Che's Bound Deity. They were well aware of the exaggeration in Zhao Beidou's words.
What did he mean by the King Yama being more heavily injured than him?
In a moment, the King Yama's wounds would be scabbing over.
As Bound Deities, they were keenly aware of their master's condition, as it was a matter of life and death. If Li Che were to die, they would sense it immediately.
"This old man... has sustained some severe injuries and may need to return to the Longhu Divine Sect's Longhu Small Mystic Realm for recuperation."
Zhao Beidou turned to look at Xie Yunshen, whose face was as pale as paper.
Similar to the Qianyuan Divine Sect's Qianyuan Small Mystic Realm, which was established by the Grand Patriarch Lu Qiankun as a refuge from tribulations, these Small Mystic Realms were always fixed within a Divine Sect's territory.
Beyond this region, it was impossible to breach the space and enter.
Powerful Divine Tribulation Cultivators could move with their Small Mystic Realms, but Zhao Beidou, being at the First Calamity and First Tribulation Realm, couldn't do so.
Those who could move their Small Mystic Realms at will were undoubtedly Divine Tribulation Cultivators at the Three Disasters Realm!
Xie Yunshen was startled by this revelation.
Because, as Zhao Beidou spoke of his departure, Li Che's chilling words immediately rang in Xie Yunshen's ears.
"Trick him."
"Don't let him escape."
Xie Yunshen instantly understood, and his expression became nine-tenths sincere.
"Zhao Grand Patriarch, please stay a little longer. The Netherworld has already suffered a heavy blow. Our campaign to conquer Qianyuan is just around the corner!"
"Without the Netherworld, the Qianyuan Divine Sect's resistance will be weakened, and their battle prowess will be greatly reduced... Moreover, the Dragon Deity Clan's Elder Dragon Deity is on his way, and His Majesty has already granted permission for his entry. With the Elder Dragon Deity's assistance, the Qianyuan Divine Sect will surely be defeated!"
Xie Yunshen's entire body trembled, as if he had become incredibly excited upon hearing Zhao Beidou's intention to leave.
"The court's expeditionary army cannot afford to lose Zhao Grand Patriarch!"
Hearing this, a look of relief appeared on Zhao Beidou's face.
The embarrassment he felt from being seen in a heavily injured state by everyone had now faded considerably.
After all, in Xie Yunshen's eyes, he had witnessed recognition and understood his own importance.
(End of Chapter)
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