Chapter 276

He had sword intent supporting him.

Otherwise, he could not have withstood that surging tide of killing intent.

Thinking this,

Meng Zhangqing's lips curled slightly.

He raised his right hand.

Only to see the diamond-shaped brand on the back of his palm transform into a white lotus, appearing extremely holy.

Meanwhile, the sword scar on his fingertip extended into his palm.

Within it lay a chaotic void.

But if one gazed at it for long,

boundless fear would surge within the heart, as if a great terror would descend in the next second.

Raising a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, a killing karma that reached the heavens!

After a night of cultivation, although somewhat strained, he had still practiced this sword art to the Perfection Realm.

The white lotus pattern was the true Holy Spirit brand.

The technique was named 'Holy Lotus Transforming the Great Thousand'!

According to the sword art's content, it could at most withstand a strike from a higher realm, but after one strike, the vitality contained within would be exhausted, requiring replenishment in the future.

The sword scar nurtured the already substantialized killing sword qi.

How strong it specifically was,

Meng Zhangqing had not tried.

But merely sensing it made his heart tremble with fear.

Its power could be imagined.

"Nowadays, even without using sword intent, I estimate I could rank first among the True Transmissions."

Lowering his hand, a gleam of confidence appeared in Meng Zhangqing's eyes.

The 'Holy Spirit Killing Sword Art' could be said to be the most top-tier among Earth-grade martial techniques, which could be seen from its cultivation difficulty.

With the aid of sword momentum and various secret methods,

he believed no one could block his sword techniques anymore.

Of course, all this was his estimation, after all, he had not yet seen those top-tier geniuses.

"Next, I should go find the Elder in charge of the Pavilion."

Expectation appeared in Meng Zhangqing's eyes.

Regarding the panels of these top-tier geniuses, he had long been fascinated.

Arriving at the Martial Arts Pavilion.

Yun Buque was still the same.

A book covered his face.

However, in the instant Meng Zhangqing appeared, he had already sensed it.

At the same time, he stood up.

"Elder."

Meng Zhangqing clasped his hands slightly.

"Good, good. Although the time used for the breakthrough somewhat exceeded my estimation, as long as the breakthrough succeeded, that is fine."

Yun Buque was very satisfied.

In this way, Meng Zhangqing could go participate in the Sanzong Society martial arts tournament.

"Let's go, I will take you there."

Yun Buque turned around and looked into the distance.

There stood a mountain peak, piercing the clouds, incredibly Gao Song.

It was precisely Lingxiao Peak.

Meng Zhangqing also looked over.

Although he had stayed at Lingxiao Peak before, at that time he was only an Inner Sect disciple and could only go below the mountain waist.

After becoming a True Transmission, he had his own spiritual peak.

So what the summit of Lingxiao Peak looked like, he truly did not know.

As the words fell,

Yun Buque beckoned with one hand.

Behind the Martial Arts Pavilion, a huge shadow appeared.

It was a Level Four flying demonic beast.

It had two wings on its back, and its Mao Fa was like iron.

If he did not mistake, it should be a Iron Feather Eagle.

Level Four demonic beasts could basically open their spiritual intelligence.

Therefore, they would not be too affected by bloodline instincts.

They could also be tamed.

"Come up."

Yun Buque, familiar with the way, jumped onto its back.

Meng Zhangqing followed suit.

Screech!

The Iron-Feathered Eagle let out a long cry, flapped its wings, and soared high.

It flew toward Spirit Sky Peak.

And Meng Zhangqing could not help but ask the question that had long been hidden in his heart.

"Elder, what realm are you truly in?"