Library of Heaven's Path 2: Eternal Fate of the Heavens Chapter 195

Chapter 195: Chapter 53 Mo Dao Dian Xiang
 

Zhang Xuan's strength was indeed stronger, but the Han Ming Armor could mimic shapes, much like Iron Man's armor, and with the same strength, it unleashed an attack of a completely different magnitude.

After a series of exchanges with his fists, even though his cultivation was powerful and his flesh and bones were perfectly tempered, he still felt intense pain assaulting him continuously.

“Still not falling behind in such circumstances?”

Seeing his own breakthrough, this Ling Buyang was still able to contend, and Han Qianye's eyebrows raised as the Dharma Form appeared behind him.

He was very grateful to the other for helping him make the breakthrough, but he also understood that admitting defeat without giving it his all would be a sign of disrespect to his opponent.

With the Dharma Form appearing again, his strength increased once more, reaching the same as Ling Buyang at 999 horsepower.

In plain terms, the Dharma Form is still a kind of Primordial Spirit, but it is more solid and can even cause damage to a person's physical body.

Boom boom boom boom!

With the assistance of the Dharma Form and Han Ming Armor, Zhang Xuan, relying solely on his physical strength, was barely able to hold on, and after over a dozen exchanges, he was continuously forced back.

After all, he had just broken through to the Ninefold Source Pool and had not yet completely consolidated his cultivation.

Of course, this was only physical strength. If he were to use the Heavenly Love Sword Technique, or burn through the New World, he could easily kill in an instant.

“The more Heavenly Mandate Vitality these water streams absorb, the deeper my understanding of this kind of destiny, so let's see if I can increase my control over the Mo Dao Destiny…”

An idea emerged.

When only absorbing fifty thousand strands, his grasp of the Mo Dao was mere entry-level. At a hundred thousand, the saber art he displayed was on par with Elder Ling, but what if he absorbed even more?

Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate. With a thought, the newly purchased Destiny Plate immediately shattered, and a hundred thousand strands of Heavenly Mandate Vitality rushed towards the suspended Mo Blade Water Flow in the air.

Hum!

The Mo Blade Water Flow let out an excited hum, becoming more solid and dazzling. In an instant, Zhang Xuan's comprehension of the Mo Dao Destiny deepened significantly. The saber techniques Yu Qingyu had displayed before him flashed nonstop in his mind. Not only did he integrate and understand them, but he also deduced countless new battle techniques.

“So this is what Mo Dao Destiny is all about…”

With a soft smile, Zhang Xuan slashed towards Han Qianye with his hand as if it were a saber.

The same saber technique, the same Mo Dao moves, yet the power was completely different. Once the glint of the saber left the palm, countless strands of Heavenly Mandate Vitality attached themselves to it, causing Han Qianye to suddenly feel as if his fate was out of his control.

It was as if he had fallen into a sea of stormy tides, left to drift helplessly with the waves.

Boom!

The glint of the saber struck the Han Ming Armor, and Han Qianye spat out a mouthful of blood before being sent flying backward in an instant.

“Is this Elder Ling's true strength?”

“To execute such a formidable saber technique, his comprehension of the Mo Dao Destiny must have reached the Heart of Tranquil Water!”

“The Heart of Tranquil Water? What is that?”

“Mo Dao Destiny is a small branch in the Destiny of Saber Techniques, like a creek in a river. Its founder, Mo Baiye, only reached the third level. Among the direct disciples, only three have reached the second realm… Ling Buyang has always been at the entry-level of comprehension, regarded as a more marginal figure among the Mo Dao lineage. This breakthrough might now put him directly into the core ranks!”

Han Xiao's face grew even more solemn.

Despite verbally agreeing to find a Dharma Form Realm cultivation method for the other party, she had internally hesitated; now, it seemed she no longer dared to do so.

Having cultivated the Mo Dao Destiny to the second realm, one's strength was destined to break through the Ninefold Source Pool and reach a higher realm.

“Qianye is going to lose…”

Inside the private room, Han Qianchou shook his head.

Even though his younger brother had broken through to the Dharma Form Realm and was protected by the Han Ming Armor, overcoming a master who had attained the second level of comprehension of Destiny was still out of reach!

Such a person was already in a position to challenge a 2-star Life Master.

“Your Majesty…” Sun Lianxiang said anxiously.

Han Qianchou responded, “Ling Buyang's strength is now equal to mine, Qianye's loss is not unjust, and there is nothing I can do about it.”

In the Zhou Yi Dynasty, at the Mo Blade Hall.

A group of figures sat upright in the hall, among them an old man with white hair and beard in the center position, his brows like a saber and eyes like a sword, exuding an aura that made people dare not look directly at him.

“Master, that Mandate Chaos Master who jumped into Zhilan Valley, if he continues to hide and doesn't come out, are we just going to ignore it?” a middle-aged man asked, frowning.

“Zhilan Valley ranks 21 in the Heaven Mandate Domain. It contains countless rules, and for thousands of years, no one who has entered has come back alive. That Mandate Chaos Master, despite his talent, is unlikely to last… he is no longer a concern. However, as the Mandate Chaos Master is very peculiar, we must not be careless. Send people to guard outside, just in case by some good fortune he survives and comes out, then kill him immediately!”

The old man waved his hand dismissively.

It was Ling Buyang's teacher, the founder of Mo Dao Destiny, Mo Baiye.

“That's right…” The middle-aged man nodded, about to speak further, when the Mo Blade in front of the room suddenly began to shake violently.

This was Mo Baiye's own saber, and also the source of his comprehension of the Mo Dao Destiny.

It was with this blade as his life companion that Mo Baiye gained his understanding of the Mo Dao Destiny and created their distinct sect.

“What's happening?”

Mo Baiye was taken aback, quickly turning his attention to it.

The Mo Blade shook nonstop, and suddenly, the incense placed in front of them ignited without flame. Strands of Heavenly Mandate Vitality swirled above it, converging into the shape of a Mo Blade.

“Is this… someone has comprehended the second realm of the Mo Dao Destiny? That's wonderful. I never expected another genius to be born in our Mo Dao Sect…”

Mo Baiye realized what was happening.

The Mo Blade and the incense indicated that someone had made a breakthrough in their destiny, meaning that another talent had emerged in their lineage, reaching the second realm of Mo Dao and now in the position to challenge a 2-star Life Master!

He only had three direct disciples who had comprehended the second realm; one more would significantly increase their collective strength.

“The incense drifts southeast, which is… where the Han Yuan Dynasty is located. Could it be… it's Ling Buyang, my disciple? Has he broken through?”

The middle-aged man couldn't help but speak out.

“Ling Buyang, after that incident back then, I thought there was no hope for him in this lifetime, yet he managed to rebuild after destruction and actually succeeded first…”

Mo Baiye nodded in satisfaction, spreading his arms wide to absorb strength and break through, but he discovered the surroundings were empty, devoid of any aura appearing.

“That's not right, even though someone has broken through the second realm of Mo Dao, I haven't received any Heavenly Mandate Vitality… Could it be the Mo Dao he realized doesn't belong to my lineage?”

Mo Baiye's countenance darkened.

For inheritable destinies, as long as a cultivator breaks through, he is supposed to receive benefits. That's why lineages constantly establish branches and spread far and wide. But now, despite someone breaking through, he couldn't feel anything, which was quite terrifying!

“Mo Qing, go to the Han Yuan Dynasty and check the situation. If Ling Buyang really broke through and you can't feel it even up close, even unaffected… you may execute him on the spot!”

Mo Baiye's gaze flashed.

If he couldn't feel it, then it was competing for the Heavenly Destiny Blade. In that case, it couldn't stay.

“Yes!” The middle-aged man Mo Qing clasped his fists and bowed deeply.

“Going to lose…”

The crowd that had bet on Han Qianye's odds saw this scene and everyone was exceedingly dejected.

This is King Ping Yuan after all, the idol of the younger generation of Han Yuan City, even wearing the Han Ming Armor and still losing… Just how strong is this Ling Buyang?

Just as these people were reluctantly about to tear up their betting slips, Elder Ling, who had just sent Han Qianye flying with one move, suddenly blushed and spouted a mouthful of blood.

“That's not right… He must have used some kind of Forbidden Technique and suffered backlash, which allowed him to explode with tremendous power by sheer luck!”

“If that's the case, it's not certain yet who will win or lose…”

Hope returned to the crowd; they continued to watch the stage. Han Qianye seemed to share their thinking and struggled to charge at Elder Ling.

Even though Elder Ling was clearly vomiting blood, he still stubbornly resisted and once again sent the other flying. After seven or eight times, both men were lying on the ground, unable to get up anymore.

“This…”

Everyone present looked at each other, utterly perplexed.

Just then, a voice sounded from somewhere in the crowd: “Both men have fallen at the same time and can't get up; this should be a draw, right?”

The referee was silent.

With this scenario, saying Han Qianye won wouldn't sit well with Elder Ling, and if the latter was declared the winner, it would seem unfair to the former.

Indeed, it was a draw.

A life-and-death battle ending like this… was truly a first.

“Boss…”

The referee, inexperienced and not daring to make a decision, couldn't help but look up towards a private room, where Fu Yingying's delicate brows were tightly knit before she finally nodded.

“All right, I now announce the result of this competition… The match between King Ping Yuan Han Qianye and Ling Buyang Elder Ling ends in a draw!”

“It's actually a draw… I lost!”

“Who could have guessed this would happen!”

“That's not right, it seems like someone did bet correctly, and they bet a whopping thirty million Origin Currency.”

“He is really lucky…”

Those who had gambled tonight showed their disappointment, while at the same time, they were full of envy for the person who had bet on the draw; that was a ten to one payout, thirty million turning directly into three hundred million…

With so much wealth, one would rank highly in the entire Han Yuan City.

After all, the reward for slaying His Majesty Han Qianchou was only three hundred million at best.

“Find out who was the one that just spoke!” Fu Yingying ordered.

It wasn't long before a subordinate returned: “Reporting to Miss, the one who spoke was precisely the fat man who bought the draw…”

“Having prior information, selling the news, then betting all his capital on the draw at once…”

Fu Yingying frowned.

At this moment, she faintly sensed something was amiss, but still couldn't figure out exactly what was wrong.

Han Qianye's breakthrough, Ling Buyang's breakthrough, both were completed during the match. Logically, no one could predict it in advance, not even themselves… but that fat man had somehow judged it before the fact, which felt very suspicious.

“This guy is odd, shall we proceed with the exchange?”

Manager Chen also realized something was off and cautiously asked.

No matter how correct the bet was, the exchange was still up to them; as long as they didn't exchange, there was no way to proceed.

“Of course, we must exchange, or who would gamble here again?” Fu Yingying shook her head.

“But that's a whole three hundred million…”

Manager Chen's mouth twitched.

The entire night's transactions didn't add up to three hundred million, which meant that if they really paid out to the other party, the entire black market would suffer a huge loss.

“Spread the news that we're compensating him, and by the way, have someone tail him afterward; I just want to see exactly where this fellow comes from…”

Fu Yingying waved her hand dismissively.

“Yes!”

Manager Chen nodded.

Wealth tempts people's hearts; no one dared to kill Han Qianchou, a peak Divine Soul Realm figure who came out of nowhere. It seemed unlikely he would have an easy time returning alive.

Chapter end