Chapter 195: My martial arts will makes me the dragon elephant; myriad dragons submit to the divine ox demon—could that be the old ki
Boom—
Dragon's roar and elephant's neigh burst in the small courtyard, echoing deafeningly without cease.
Qi and blood boiled, rising several zhang high, striking the area sealed off by the top heavenly earth chessboard like a domain, exploding outward, then sinking and falling.
Forming a mushroom cloud like an exploding umbrella canopy.
Hot air steamed and surged, rolling wildly!
Like tempered steel forged through a thousand hammerings, burned to an extreme searing red, hissing as scorching steam rose.
Li Che's black robe fluttered, his jet-black hair lashing the air like black lightning as he stood in the courtyard, raising one hand with fingers hooked.
Countless boiling heat currents intertwined around him, his heart pounding powerfully; each beat felt like a great drum forged from ancient beast hide being violently struck and shaken.
Exhale!
Inhale!
Exhale——!
Inhale——!
Li Che stood with eyes closed, the blood-red lightning intertwined in his palm being the first wisp of divine vigor forged by tempering his heart with the Myriad Transformations Dragon Elephant True Intent!
The divine vigor was extremely condensed, exceedingly domineering, intertwining and surging like an electric current!
This first wisp of divine vigor that Li Che condensed is far stronger than a master's true qi, its destructive power alone being on another level.
Qi extends three feet, vigor breaks three zhang!
This is no empty boast; it's literally the difference in speed and destructive power between a bicycle and a small car.
And Li Che could feel that the divine vigor he had tempered was even more overbearing and powerful!
After all, he had comprehended the Absolute Learning True Intent from the Martial Sage Absolute Learning, using it to temper forth this divine vigor!
Any master's absolute learning, when cultivated to the master level, can give rise to true intent; using that true intent to temper the five viscera and six bowels enables one to forge divine vigor!
The rank and strength of a master's absolute learning likewise determine the strength of the divine vigor.
Just as master's absolute learning is divided into lower, middle, and upper grades, the divine vigor condensed likewise exists in varying degrees.
The world has always existed with disparity; there is no absolute fairness.
Such is the cultivation of martial arts, and such is the cultivation of divinity.
This is unavoidable; people can only follow this rule, and to become strong they must stand at the upstream of disparity.
Take better resources, study better martial arts, condense stronger true intent!
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of the heartbeat was violent and booming.
Li Che's eyes opened and closed, brilliant to the extreme; standing still, his entire body's skin membranes and pores glowed as if—those were the apertures emitting light!
Overall he looked like a flawless, whole piece of agate, with flowing light interwoven across his surface.
Even through the glowing aperture membranes, one could see the blood within the meridians, thick as molten mercury, surging and roaring!
Li Che felt the divine vigor, like blood-red lightning coiling around his body, was far stronger than the Dragon Elephant Silver Vigor he had previously condensed!
Although both are vigor, they are fundamentally not of the same tier.
Because this blood-qi divine vigor was forged by Li Che tempering his five viscera with the Myriad Transformations Dragon Elephant True Intent, it is truly… a grand master's divine vigor!
This meant that Li Che, at this moment, had truly stepped into the realm of grand master!
Clenching his five fingers, a jade bottle appeared in his hand.
An extremely rich medicinal aroma, stimulated by the rolling hot qi and blood, wafted up, endless and unceasing.
Li Che fiercely crushed the jade bottle, instantly revealing the translucent pill within.
This was precisely a gift from Huang Xilong, the sect master of the Hunting God Pavilion!
A single lower-grade sixth-rank Dragon Blood Martial Pill!
A sixth-rank pill!
Exactly what Li Che needed at this moment!
Gloop——!
Opening his mouth, his tongue and lips scorching hot, the pill entered, sliding down his throat into his stomach like a huge stone cast into a ten-thousand-zhang abyss!
The lower-grade sixth-rank Dragon Blood Martial Pill is extremely precious and exceedingly rare.
Even the grand master Xue Dufu, whom Li Che had slain, possessed no hoard of sixth-rank martial pills.
It is a martial arts pill refined from true dragon's blood!
At this moment, Li Che was assaulting the grand master realm, and just in time he could rely on this pill's power to bolster his qi and blood!
Calming his mind, Li Che's glabellar palace of primordial spirit glowed with radiance.
The primordial spirit dwelled high within, his eyes opening and closing, casting forth sparkling divine light.
This enabled Li Che to clearly feel every inch of his bones, flesh, and meridians.
Even as the blood vessels spread, he sensed his five viscera and six bowels, and even more minutely!
This is the benefit of the primordial spirit!
Boom——!
The sixth-rank martial pill was suddenly crushed by the terrifying power of the stomach walls, its casing bursting as the thick, rolling medicinal potency erupted outward!
Li Che's heart throbbed, as if turning into a vast vortex, instantly drawing in and swallowing the medicinal power in its entirety!
Each inhale and exhale was prolonged like a great whale's song!
His heart seemed to become an immensely powerful reactor, its inner fire blazing, seeking to begin from within and burn his entire body to ashes!
"Divine Vigor Grand Master……"
"In total, one can condense thirty-six strands of divine vigor, each strand divisible into ten threads, each thread opening an aperture…… altogether penetrating the body's three hundred and sixty apertures!"
"Woven into a Divine Gang great net, seamless and united, penetrating the apertures, the heavenly circuit unified—each breath can reach heaven and earth; this is the ultimate of a Divine Gang Grandmaster, capable of entering the Unity of Heaven and Man!"
Li Che's eyes opened and closed.
Ji Haihui's Qiankun Jade held nothing of value.
Although he is a young prince, he is indeed too young and his cultivation is not strong; however, his reserve of divine-nature crystals is plentiful—there are ten Six Offices divine-nature crystals and enough Seven Elements divine-nature crystals for a hundred.
At least in terms of wealth, he truly deserves the title of young prince.
As for divine weapons, aside from the fourth-rank divine weapon, the Underworld Lotus Yin God Sword, which Li Che stored in the Heaven-Earth Chessboard...
There were no other high-quality divine weapons.
However, there were quite a few cultivation manuals.
And there were also records concerning martial cultivation.
Among them, the divisions of the Grandmaster realm were recorded.
The Grandmaster has three stages: Divine Gang, Unity of Heaven and Man, and the Top Three Flowers!
Experts like Xue Dufu and Zhu Chaoyang are merely Grandmasters of the Divine Gang stage.
And now, a strand of Divine Gang that Li Che has forged counts as officially stepping into the realm of a Divine Gang Grandmaster!
Hum—!
The hot currents surged and rolled, all like whirlpools, drawn into the heart, with countless blood pouring into it.
Like power accumulated to the extreme, it then burst forth explosively!
Instantly, like a puddle shattered by a foot, countless streams shot out like water arrows, striking the limbs and bones.
Hiss—
Li Che stood there, feeling the great transformation brought by his martial advancement.
Actually, Li Che's flesh had been tempered by a Dao fruit, making it immensely strong, but the transformation brought by the realm advancement was also no small matter.
Impurities were washed out of the muscles, tendons and bones forged a thousand times, becoming more tenacious; the nerves attached seemed to have grown much stronger, and the feedback perception became sharper.
And as this extremely sharp perception surged.
Li Che's gaze seemed to ignite into flames, his eyeballs blazing, as if trying to tear through darkness like a flashlight's beam.
In his left eye, a divine serpent seemed to coil; in his right pupil, an ancient elephant raised its trunk and trumpeted!
Boom—!
Countless surging heat waves transformed into the illusory forms of dragon and elephant, mighty and heavy, ancient and majestic, domineering without equal...
Li Che's eyes opened and closed, his dark robe billowing, a will that pressed the air down, spreading in ripples like mountains and peaks.
Every gesture, every move, utterly firm and yang, as if he were the dragon and elephant!
Martial will!
The Grandmaster's unique martial will...
A condensed essence, qi, and spirit to the utmost.
Li Che could feel that, as the martial will took form…… his own primordial spirit seemed to have grown much stronger.
Originally, Li Che's primordial spirit was premature.
Only after cultivating divine nature to the Elemental Appearance stage could one condense a primordial spirit, and that primordial spirit would be as weak as Li Che's current one.
After condensing the divine-element golden core, one could gradually use the golden core to temper divine nature, strengthening the primordial spirit—this is the first stage of the Divine Element, the primordial spirit transformation.
And now, the martial will is also aiding in tempering the primordial spirit!
Li Che suddenly understood why it is said that facing an opponent who excels in both martial Grandmaster and Divine Element True Person, and who reaches the same level in both, would be extremely difficult for a sole martial Grandmaster or a sole Divine Element True Person.
The martial will nourishing the primordial spirit indeed brings a faster increase in strength.
The heart like a furnace, its throbbing sound unceasing.
However, as the Dragon-Elephant Vajra Dao fruit trembled, slowly, Li Che's mighty and unmatched aura gradually subsided.
Two fingers pressed together, tearing open the air.
A cute bovine mask was then placed over Li Che's face.
He donned a bamboo hat and draped himself in black robes.
Li Che shuddered and vanished directly into the courtyard.
……
……
Click-clack!
Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, winter thunder boomed.
The wind and rain drizzled, howling as they slanted, mixed with flying snowflakes.
Splash!
On the long street, the divine guard troops wore armor, wielded weapons, and ran about, making the already spacious avenue even more empty.
The Shadow Guard True Person and Su Huai had white cloth strips bound on their arms, slowly walking ahead, white paper money fluttering down, the atmosphere filled with sorrow.
Behind them, six black-armored blood guards, faces grim, carried the coffin, step by step, heavy and powerful, as if they would shatter the ground with each tread.
Pedestrians on both sides bustled about; although divided by the divine guard troops, each still harbored the excitement of watching the spectacle.
The funeral procession stretched across Jin Guang Prefecture City.
All the major powers heard the commotion, and, giving face, they all came to pay their respects.
Although Ji Haihui had died, after all he was the son of the Pacification King Ji Moli, and the due respect still had to be given.
After all...
The Pacification King Ji Moli hasn't died yet.
Don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face.
Within Golden Light Prefecture, there were not only the five great clans; there were also various small and medium clans, each sending people to come and mourn.
Rainwater slanted, striking the black-tile eaves, forming droplets that splashed down with a patter.
Imperial Observatory Treasure Pavilion
Lu Yao stood at the swaying railing in the wind and rain, shoulder to shoulder with Supervisor Hu Yingyue, who was pulling at the erhu.
Hearing the supervisor's faint, sorrowful erhu, Lu Yao couldn't help but feel somewhat empathetic.
"Just who killed Ji Haihui?"
Lu Yao couldn't help but ask.
He never expected that not only him, but almost nobody expected it.
Even Jia Shaqiu, who wielded the Hell Lotus Wind-Fire Golden Light Wheel and led the temple god resonance, didn't know who killed Ji Haihui, and even shattered the will of the Martial Saint.
The entire Golden Light Prefecture, capable of doing this…
Almost none, right?
"If you can't guess, don't guess; even if you guess right, it's of no benefit to you."
"The Pacification King Ji Moli already has a bad reputation and many enemies; perhaps a powerful enemy hid his identity and came to kill Ji Haihui—it's not impossible."
The supervisor chuckled and said.
Upon hearing that, Lu Yao didn't refute, because this possibility also existed.
Watching the paper money flutter, fall to the ground, soaked by the rain, he watched the mournful funeral procession leave Golden Light Prefecture city.
He couldn't help but think of the young prince Ji Haihui's ostentatious and overbearing demeanor when he arrived in Golden Light Prefecture city.
As a result, he now ended up in such a miserable fate.
For a moment, Hu Yingyue seemed inspired, her erhu playing grew ever more sorrowful, her emotions fully poured out.
Lu Yao rolled his eyes, watching the funeral procession fade into the misty wind and rain far away, too bothered to listen to that aggravating erhu, he turned and left.
Supervisor Hu Yingyue glanced at him, a hehe smile on her face.
Young people don't understand the goodness of the erhu, mistakenly treating the pipa as a treasure.
……
……
The young prince Ji Haihui's funeral departed from Golden Light Prefecture.
At this moment, many forces sensed something.
On Golden Light Peak.
Nan Lihuo stood with hands behind his back, white hair flying, his eyes dripping with firelight, in extremely high spirits.
But, it wasn't enough.
Although Ji Haihui is dead, it wasn't him who killed him.
Moreover, Ji Haihui's death will surely provoke Ji Moli's wrath, leaving him little time.
Nan Lihuo exhaled a breath, his gaze deep and dim.
He wanted to kill Su Huaili.
He had previously contacted the Ox-Head and Horse-Face, and had planned to kill Su Huaili; now in the Underworld, even Grand Masters and Divine Primordial True Persons can be killed.
A mere Su Huaili, only a half-step Divine Primordial, certainly poses no problem.
Nan Lihuo thus planned to complete the assassination of Su Huaili within the next few days.
"Underworld…"
"Killing Su Huaili… should be no problem."
Nan Lihuo lowered his eyelids.
Time left for him is short; closing his eyes, what he sees is an extremely terrifying scene.
His face flushed red, he let out a long breath.
His body tilted, he directly plunged into the wind and rain, heading toward the direction of Zheng Lei Peak.
He wanted to contact the Underworld's Ox-Head and Horse-Face.
But now wanting to contact the Underworld…
Through Li Qingshan is the most convenient.
……
……
The funeral procession left Golden Light Prefecture.
Su Huaili personally saw them off for ten li, then stopped accompanying them further.
"Young prince, farewell."
Su Huaili dressed in white, his face sorrowful, he clasped his hands in salute.
The Shadow Guard True Person and the six black-armored blood guards ignored him completely, striding away.
Endless paper money, boundless sorrow.
Watching the funeral procession disappear into the wind and rain, Su Huaili slowly straightened his body, the sorrow on his face swept away.
Deep in his eyes, a hint of unease flickered.
He raised his hand to cover his chest, face pale, slightly panting: "Such a strong feeling of unease…"
"Just who? Killed Ji Haihui…"
"Corpse God Sect? God-Hunter Pavilion? Just who?"
Su Huaili was almost going mad; deep in his pupils, faint blood threads seemed to intertwine.
"Master doesn't believe in me, doesn't think I can grow, I've been exiled here… I have nothing left!"
"Why do I feel I'm not as good as several senior brothers and sisters?"
"Why?"
The scarlet light in Su Huaili's eyes reached the extreme, his divinity surging wildly, like a poisonous snake inhaling and exhaling its tongue within his body.
Slowly.
Only then did Su Huaili return to calm, his hand gripping the chest of his white robe slowly lowering.
He took a deep look at the disappearing Shadow Guard True Person's funeral procession.
Su Huaili knew that neither Ji Haihui nor the Shadow Guard True Person had ever looked down on him.
Although he was a junior disciple of Ji Moli, in practice being sent to this Jin Guang Prefecture was no different from being abandoned.
"Everyone looks down on me..."
Su Huaili lifted his head, letting the cold rain slap his face.
Ji Haihui's death, he actually...
was happy.
He inexplicably felt somewhat happy.
But he couldn't show it, after all Ji Haihui was his teacher's son.
He had to be sad.
"Teacher, oh teacher, when have you ever looked up to me?"
The Shadow Guard True Person was enveloped in black shadows, thick as ink that could not be dispersed.
The six black-armored blood guards carried the coffin, their grief genuine.
They were fiercely loyal and devoted to the Old Lord; upon the death of his heir, they naturally felt grief and sorrow.
The funeral procession proceeded in silence.
The Shadow Guard True Person no longer scattered paper money, doing so roughly every ten li, no need to do it constantly.
They did not use dragon-horse carriages to transport the coffin, but carried it themselves back.
The six black-armored blood guards are top-tier grandmasters, nearly half-step grandmaster level, the elite of the Blood Guard.
Thus, even carrying the coffin, their pace would not be much slower.
On the contrary, it showed greater sincerity.
Not knowing how long they had walked, the clouds overhead grew thicker, lightning flashing and intertwining, roaring without cease.
Suddenly.
The Shadow Guard True Person halted his steps, gazing into the distance as the bleak wind and rain intertwined and poured down.
In that slanted heaven and earth.
Someone stood there.
Powerful qi and blood restrained yet not released, like a terrifying dormant dragon; his five viscera and six bowels, after tempering, seemed about to burst forth with light from beneath his skin.
Grandmaster!
Zhu Chanyang!
Governor Zhu Chanyang of the Dao City Garrison Office.
By Zhu Chanyang's side followed a silhouette—none other than Tie Shancai.
A flash of ferocity crossed the Shadow Guard True Person's eyes.
"Governor Zhu, what are you doing?"
"Blocking the Young Lord's funeral procession, disturbing his journey home... aren't you afraid the Old Lord will fly into a rage and demand an explanation?"
The Shadow Guard True Person spoke in a deep voice, his divine origin golden core already stirring from the upper dantian at his brow, seeking to rise.
Zhu Chanyang waved his hand, saying, "Sir, don't overthink it; this brat simply insists on coming to have a look..."
The Shadow Guard True Person's gaze shifted to Tie Shancai, instantly showing a hint of wariness.
Tie Shancai... how could he not recognize him?
He is the son of the Eldest Princess under the current Dàjǐng emperor, his father being a major figure in the Shendu Garrison Office.
His status is in no way inferior to that of the Young Lord.
He, too, is of noble lineage.
The Shadow Guard True Person furrowed his brow, his eyes settling on Tie Shancai, flickering.
"The Young Lord is deceased, sir..."
However, Tie Shancai merely waved his hand, small in stature but large in scheming, walking up to the coffin.
The six black-armored blood guards' auras erupted simultaneously.
Zhu Chanyang raised his hand, a vast martial will sweeping down and pressing down forcefully.
The Shadow Guard True Person's face shifted uncertainly, finally just waving his hand.
Tie Shancai grinned, lifted his hand and patted the coffin, then tapped the ground with his toes; his tiny body shattered the rain and actually hovered above the coffin.
Facing the composed countenance, the corpse of Ji Haihui lay still within the coffin.
Tie Shancai's eyes locked onto the blood hole at Ji Haihui's brow.
The next moment, he opened his mouth; three-colored flames erupted from his mouth, nose, and eyes.
The flames appeared quickly and vanished just as fast, having devoured the flames in an instant.
Tie Shancai then stepped down from the coffin.
"Let's go, let's go."
Tie Shancai turned and left.
Zhu Chaoyang clasped his fists toward the Shadow Guard True Person and the six black-armored blood guards, gave an apologetic smile, then turned and caught up with Tie Shancai.
The funeral procession continued forward.
Zhu Chaoyang held Tie Shancai and stood in the wind and rain.
He waited until the procession had gone far away.
Only then did Tie Shancai lift his head, his gaze blazing.
"My flame…… I felt it……"
"This Ji Haihui was killed by a stab from the Purple Flame Snake Spear Fire Tip Spear!"
Zhu Chaoyang stared, then his expression changed slightly.
"Among that bunch of brats…… someone definitely obtained the Purple Flame Snake Spear Fire Tip Spear!"
Tie Shancai's gaze was blazing, full of confidence.
"I didn't get it wrong!"
"Absolutely no mistake!"
"Moreover…… I suspect that this Purple Flame Snake Spear Fire Tip Spear…… probably…… ended up in Li Nuanxi's hands."
……
……
The atmosphere was heavy, with lightning flashing and thunder rumbling.
The Shadow Guard True Person felt resentful, but could only endure it; if Ji Haihui were still alive, they would naturally not suffer this injustice.
However, Tie Shancai's status was special, and he insisted on suppressing them, so they could only bear it.
After all, without the Young Lord, in terms of status, Tie Shancai is indeed the highest.
Even that Grand Master Zhu Chaoyang could only obediently act as a dog for Tie Shancai.
Although he was dissatisfied inside, he still had to give the respect due.
Violent wind and sudden rain, lightning flashing!
Raindrops poured, points connecting into lines!
The Shadow Guard True Person's steps abruptly halted, a heavy stomp rang out, and the murky muddy water suddenly burst apart.
The six pallbearing black-armored blood guards looked over, puzzled.
Stopping again?
However, the Shadow Guard True Person raised his head; his eyes beneath the dark shadow were extremely solemn, unprecedentedly intense.
In his eyes there was even a hint of disbelief.
"There is killing intent."
As the words fell.
The Shadow Guard True Person's form instantly turned into a black line, vanishing, as if merging into the shadows of countless raindrops falling.
The six black-armored blood guards, upon hearing the words, also had their hairs stand on end, their armor instantly clanging.
They set down the Young Lord's coffin.
The six of them simultaneously raised their hands, gripping the horse‑cutting sabers on their backs.
The rain stopped.
The six narrowed their eyes, lifted their heads, and looked toward the heavens……
In shock, they discovered that countless raindrops falling from the heavens above were blocked by an invisible barrier, scattering outward.
Lines intertwined, forming a grid……
It seemed……
A heavenly huge chessboard!
A chessboard?!
Whoosh!
The chessboard seemed to appear only for an instant, then merged into the heavens and earth.
A torrential downpour fell again!
Each raindrop connected into lines, turning into extremely sharp arrows that pattered down!
The six black-armored blood guards' eyes narrowed; in the next moment, their armor all trembled, clanging deafeningly, and their qi and blood surged within.
Half‑step Grand Master level martial artists, although they had not yet grasped the true meaning or cultivated divine gang, their true qi fused with blood, making them just as powerful.
Qi and blood boiled, causing the surrounding temperature to spike suddenly.
The standing water on the ground instantly twisted into blazing white vapor waves.
And in the distance.
A burly figure slowly walked over.
Whoosh——!
The smoke was instantly torn apart.
Revealing the true visage.
Ashen darkness, filled with the aura of death, as if dragged back from hell.
Overflowing ferocity wove between heaven and earth.
Wearing an extremely ferocious ox‑head mask, with a scratch gouged into it by a fingernail.
The Shadow Guard True Person hidden in the darkness instantly recognized that figure!
His body shuddered violently, his breath fluctuating slightly for a moment.
Xue Dufu?!
Exactly.
Niu Yi of the Underworld, who once acted on Long Street, slaughtered the Divine Origin True Person Huang Xilong of the Hall of Hunting Gods; thus, at this moment, the Shadow Guard True Person recognized him.
Xue Dufu died and was resurrected, defecting to join the Underworld!
Now he appears here…
What does that mean?
The Underworld's fiends have surely arrived as well!
Ox Demon, Horse-Face, and… the Divine Monkey!
The pressure, like a mountain pressing down, filled the Shadow Guard True Person hidden in the shadows with brutal killing intent.
Underworld——!!!
Even the Young Prince is dead, yet this Underworld… still won't let them go.
They actually intercepted and killed them midway.
Do they intend to keep them all in Jin Guang Prefecture City?!
Xue Dufu appeared, wearing the Niu Yi mask.
His burly physique shook violently!
Countless raindrops before him burst open, shattered into a misty spray by the impact!
A sweep at his waist, and the firewood knife instantly turned into a crescent blade…
He single-handedly wielded the crescent blade; as it swept across the ground, terrifying force blasted the earth, sending soil and sand flying, gouging out ditches!
He brandished the crescent blade!
The sound was like thunder exploding, the momentum like a mountain collapsing!
Strands of obscure, withered blood-qi divine aura instantly writhed and coiled from Xue Dufu's body, like dragons roaring!
There were fully fifteen strands of black divine aura intertwining and lashing!
At this moment, the might displayed by Xue Dufu left the six black-armored blood guards unable to remain calm!
Stronger, even stronger!
Xue Dufu had only just entered the Divine Aura Grand Master realm; the divine aura he had condensed had barely completed a single refinement.
Now, however, he has enough fifteen strands of divine aura to pierce through one hundred fifty bodily apertures!
The crescent blade swept horizontally; the terrifying divine aura engulfed the wind and rain across the sky, as if a mountain were cleaved at the waist and hurled sideways!
"Kill!"
Just a single word, like a startling thunderclap!
The six black-armored blood guards roared, their blood-qi linked together; the army's coordinated strike technique instantly manifested on their bodies!
A colossal blood-armored phantom brandished a long blade, erupting with vigor not inferior to a Grand Master, clashing with Xue Dufu's sweeping crescent blade!
The six black-armored blood guards' bodies instantly trembled, unable to hold back from spitting blood.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
The Shadow Guard True Person hidden in the darkness, however, did not act against Xue Dufu.
Instead, he transformed into a poisonous snake hidden in the darkness, shooting like lightning toward a distant direction.
Merging into the shadows of falling raindrops, he swiftly approached!
Ox Demon!
Ox Demon——!
The Shadow Guard True Person recognized the black-robed figure standing in the wind and rain.
Beneath the bamboo hat, a cute bovine mask slightly lifted.
Indeed, one of the Underworld's fiends, the Ox Demon!
Ox Demon……
Die!
The Shadow Guard True Person's killing intent surged; this Ox Demon… actually dared to bring Xue Dufu alone to intercept them?
Although Xue Dufu is a Grand Master, the formation of the six black-armored blood guards can still entangle a Grand Master for a moment.
But he……
Yet he can easily kill the Ox Demon!
A mighty divine power exploded, and the Shadow Guard True Person shot forth from the shadow reflected in a raindrop.
He appeared behind the Ox Demon.
The next instant, his entire body vibrated with qi, and a strand of divine aura burst from his palm.
This Shadow Guard True Person, skilled in concealment, is also a Divine Aura Grand Master!
Although he merely used the cultivation of a Divine Origin True Person, reversing the primordial spirit's power to push martial arts, barely stepping in, condensing a strand of divine aura as a Grand Master.
But he is still a Grand Master!
"Die!"
The Shadow Guard True Person's killing intent was monstrous.
First eliminate the Ox Demon, then deal with the traitor Xue Dufu!
However……
His divine aura punch had not yet been thrown, yet his whole body seemed to stiffen.
His heart pounded, as if gripped tightly by a hand.
His pupils constricted!
The next moment.
He then discovered that the ox demon's cute ox mask had somehow turned to face him directly.
Bang—!
The ox demon stepped forward, toe touching the ground, exploding like thunder!
The whole ground shook, countless mud and water blasted up, accompanied by shattering earth and stone, shooting skyward from both sides of the ox demon!
Like a speedboat, it suddenly tore through the white waves exploding on the great river!
The ox demon's body suddenly inflated like a balloon.
It swelled and grew, burly and twisted, reaching a height of 2.5 meters!
On the tight combat suit, lines of muscle like forged thousand-times hammered were outlined!
Martial will, Dragon Elephant Vajra!
Boom—!
Even the rain seemed to freeze and hang in midair at this moment!
Then, a leaping divine aura, like blood-colored lightning, intertwined and coiled around the ox demon's hammer-sized fist.
The Shadow Guard True Person's pupils constricted.
What a terrifying martial will!
What a terrifying divine aura!!!
So brilliant, like a divine aura blazing at the extreme of the scorching sun……
This is……
A grand master?!
The Shadow Guard True Person's head buzzed, as if about to explode; he too was a grand master……
But, his divine aura compared to the ox demon's divine aura……
It was practically like a firefly facing the bright moon!
Yet the intense terror of life and death quickly brought him back to his senses, and his Spirit Origin Golden Core leapt forth from between his brows in an instant!
Just a wisp of divine aura!
No matter how strong, how brilliant……
It's still just a wisp of divine aura!
The Spirit Origin Golden Core trembled without cease, mighty divine power like a raging torrent, a waterfall surging wildly!
Divine power fused with martial divine aura!
In an instant, brilliant and dazzling, it transformed into an ultimate brilliant dagger, seeking to slash the ox demon's neck and behead that huge ox head!
If this strike were used against Xue Dufu, Xue Dufu would surely die!
However……
Yet the ox demon remained calm and fearless, not retreating, his eyes even gleaming like thunder, fervent and excited!
Facing the Shadow Guard True Person's terrifying fatal strike, where divine power and divine aura fused!
Twist the waist!
Turn sideways!
Throw the punch!
The ox demon's five fingers hooked, clenched into a fist, intertwining brilliant and condensed divine aura lightning!
The cute ox mask's brow split with a crack, revealing an eye, divine light blazing, the inner vision of the divine spirit pulsing!
Instantly, divine power surged wildly!
Seven wheel-like millstone divine foundations simultaneously appeared behind the ox demon, like a peacock spreading its tail!
Upon the millstone divine foundations, carved divine dragons seemed to coil out, lifelike, containing the seven emotions, dragon roars exploding to the heavens!
Myriad Dragons Subduing the Divine!
One punch thrown out!
Heaven and earth brilliant, radiance dazzling, as if myriad dragons lifted the great sun forth!
The Shadow Guard True Person's body trembled, stunned like a wooden chicken, incredulous.
"This fist technique……"
"This fist technique!!!"
"Old……Old Lord?!"
In a vague moment, the Shadow Guard True Person seemed to see that towering figure.
"Old Lord wants to kill me?"
The Shadow Guard True Person seemed to have his heart and soul taken away, and he couldn't help muttering.
And his voice had not yet finished.
His Spirit Origin Golden Core, under the whip-like lashing divine aura, exploded and shattered, the primordial spirit emitting a shrill scream before vanishing……
The person's flesh and blood……
Under a single punch.
Gone like smoke and clouds.
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