Chapter 63: Martial Artists Versus Immortals

Soon, another month passed.

Inside the cave dwelling, Lu Yang sat cross-legged on a cushion, yet in his palm he saw a ball of white Qi surging and rolling; after a long while, Lu Yang gently tossed it outward.

Boom!

After a loud crash, the white Qi rapidly expanded, reformed into a human shape, and revealed a face identical to Lu Yang's, though the aura on its body was utterly different.

This was because the aura of Lu Yang's true body floated like an immortal, possessing the Dao-essence of a true cultivator with superior true Qi, while the Lu Yang formed from the white Qi before him had blood Qi surging like a tide; every movement seemed to carry a weight of a thousand pounds, and his square, handsome face radiated an aura of majesty that commanded respect without anger.

"Excellent, excellent!"

Looking at his 'Primordial One Qi Avatar', which he had painstakingly refined for a month, Lu Yang nodded in satisfaction: "I never expected the Martial Way to have such a use."

Generally, a Primordial One Qi Avatar cannot break through.

This is because its essence is a ball of white Qi, gathering and scattering without constancy, unable to cultivate, just like when Lu Yang previously cultivated the Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Divine Light and finally transformed his body into a blood shadow.

However, the Martial Way changed all of this.

Not following the path of immortal cultivation, the Martial Way is simply about nurturing and refining blood Qi; it happens to be perfectly suited for the Primordial One Qi Avatar, allowing it to break through the shackle of being unable to cultivate!

"Pity, I still do not quite understand how to proceed to the fourth step."

At this moment, the 'Primordial One Qi Avatar' possessed only the strength of the third step of the Martial Way; although Lu Yang had also deduced the fourth step, he could never find the right path.

Therefore, on this outing, Lu Yang intended to go first to Tianjing City.

He planned to meet that 'Saint-Heart Scholar' Wang Boyuan, who had created the fourth step of the Martial Way; perhaps he could gain some inspiration from the other's words.

"Let you go out and test the waters for me."

With a thought from Lu Yang, the Primordial One Qi Avatar immediately disintegrated on the spot, turned into a stream of white Qi, vanished into the horizon, and flew toward the direction of Tianjing City.

"Finally, it has moved!"

Almost simultaneously, inside the Wei family residence in Tianjing City, the ten-year-old 'Wei Yun' suddenly raised his head to look at the sky, and a bright light flashed abruptly in his black pupils.

However, a second later, he frowned: "Something is wrong; it is an avatar."

Seeing the divination result, the Yun Family Ancestor immediately gritted his teeth in anger.

After waiting bitterly for ten years and expending great effort to push the karma, the result was merely drawing out an avatar; was that little demon not anxious at all?

The Mo Sect has always emphasized bravery and progress, yet suddenly such a steady old turtle appeared; the Yun Family Ancestor felt the situation was tricky for the first time, but he quickly adjusted his plan: if you send out an avatar, I will find a way to destroy your avatar; let's see if your true body can still sit still!

Of course, he would not act personally, as that would only startle the snake.

The best method was to let the martial artists inside the secret realm kill Lu Yang's avatar, and at the same time let them learn the truth of the secret realm, thereby rising up in rebellion.

Of course, the rebellion would definitely not succeed.

The Yun Family Ancestor did not care whether they succeeded; what mattered was the process of rebellion, letting these martial artists fight their way out of the secret realm; this was the true key.

As long as they left the secret realm, even if they died, their souls would fall into the cycle of reincarnation; even if the Dao Lord acted, it would be impossible to capture them and bring them back.

Although they thus lost their lives, they also gained freedom.

By the time they reincarnated, these hundreds of millions of living souls would fill the great web of karma in heaven and earth; for him, this would be a merit so vast it could be called overwhelming.

"Just right; I can let that person act."

Having thought this far, the Yun Family Ancestor immediately manipulated the dharma seal to push the karma.

"What secret is hidden within this Heavenly Book?"

In Tianjing City, deep within the imperial palace, one of the seven Martial Way Heavenly Masters of the present age, 'Suppressing Martial King' Ji Xiongying, frowned tightly as he examined a golden book before him.

The four volumes of the Heavenly Book are divided equally among the Dao, Buddhism, and Confucianism, taking three.

Legend has it that the final volume was lost among the common people and thus vanished without a trace; however, no one knew that in reality, the Great Zhou imperial family had secretly taken it into their possession.

Relying on this Heavenly Book, Ji Xiongying was able to complete the three steps of the Martial Way by the age of thirty; furthermore, after 'Saint-Heart Scholar' Wang Boyuan revealed the method for the fourth step of the Martial Way, he created the 'Sovereignty of the World' himself, condensed the momentum of an entire nation to strengthen himself, and finally successfully broke through, becoming a Grand Master of the Heavenly Masters.

However, the more he delved into the Heavenly Book, the more worried he became in his heart.

"Where did the Heavenly Book come from?"

"All things must have their source; the Heavenly Book is so profound; if it was truly crafted by someone with ulterior motives, then it could only be the immortals of legend."

Thinking of this, Ji Xiongying immediately felt boundless ambition arise in his heart.

This was because even after achieving the status of a Martial Way Heavenly Master, he discovered that his lifespan had not increased at all compared to ordinary people; how could he accept this?

"I want immortality! I want to live ten thousand years!"

"I wish to become an immortal...!"

Ji Xiongying's eyes gradually flashed with a trace of blood-red; his already strong desires were now deliberately stirred, and it was at this critical moment—

"Who goes there!"

Suddenly, Ji Xiongying raised his head; his 'Sovereignty of the World' allowed him to sense changes in the national fortune of the entire Great Zhou, and the Great Zhou capital, Tianjing City, was almost equivalent to his domain; at this moment, he detected a distinct 'foreign object' invading his domain.

With a thought from Ji Xiongying, the momentum of an entire nation instantly strengthened his body.

At this moment, it was as if hundreds of millions of Great Zhou citizens were lifting his body, allowing him to break through the shackle that martial artists cannot fly, soaring straight into the depths of the clouds.

Then he saw a figure.

The newcomer's robes floated lightly as he rode the void and controlled the air; clouds rose in clusters beneath his feet, making him appear like an immortal among men, except that the gaze he cast toward Ji Xiongying carried a hint of surprise.

"You can actually fly?"

Lu Yang looked at the martial artist before him, calculated with his fingers, and immediately understood Ji Xiongying's identity: "So that is how it is; the Heavenly Master has indeed broken through the shackle of the Martial Way."

Ji Xiongying likewise gazed intently at the Lu Yang before him and frowned, saying: "Qi does not condense, blood is not refined; only the divine intent is passable. It seems you are a loose cultivator who takes a crooked path, yet you can fly; did you obtain some secret method? Never mind; once I capture you, I will naturally learn the cause and effect!"

Having spoken, Ji Xiongying directly attacked!

In the past, although he was domineering, he would not have acted without distinguishing right from wrong; however, at this moment, he was filled with anxiety due to desires he could not obtain.

Moreover, in his view, Lu Yang was not a Martial Way Heavenly Master.

If one is not a Heavenly Master, one lacks the qualification to speak as an equal; in that case, it would be better to simply capture the other party and vent the anger in his heart at the same time.

"Come to me!"

The next second, Ji Xiongying moved his body, instantly arriving before Lu Yang; his five fingers reached for his neck, and the airflow at his fingertips emitted a shrill, piercing roar.

Lu Yang and Ji Xiongying were within arm's reach; he could even faintly hear a sound like a great river surging from within Ji Xiongying's body—that was his blood and qi surging. The beating of his heart sounded as if a heavenly drum were being struck. What kind of powerful physique could sustain such blood and qi?

"Absolutely comparable to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining."

Lu Yang was inwardly astonished. Judging solely by the solidity of his physique, Ji Xiongying even surpassed him, who had reached the minor success stage of Saint Thief, and could simply be described as inhuman.

"But it seems it's only his physique."

Pfft!

The next second, blood splattered.

Ji Xiongying, as if struck by a heavy blow, retreated violently, looking at Lu Yang in utter shock, while a 'white line' was gradually dissipating between the two of them.

Just now, that 'white line' had sliced through his palm.

"What Wu Gong is this?"

"Sword Qi Talisman."

Under Ji Xiongying's shocked gaze, Lu Yang merely smiled calmly, then pulled out a yellow paper covered in ghostly scribbles and set it ablaze.

Boom!

In an instant, Ji Xiongying felt intense pain between his eyebrows, while the sword qi that had just torn through the flesh of his palm erupted from the burning talisman!

Beneath the brilliant sword qi, a bewildered face was reflected.

What, what the heck!?

(End of this chapter)