Chapter 631: When the Elderly Zhang Sanfeng Meets Guo Xiang

"Come out!"

After circulating his Qi for one cycle, Zhang Sanfeng was leisurely practicing Taiji Fist at the summit of the back mountain when his eyebrows suddenly twitched, and he spoke toward the empty space in front of him.

There was clearly no one in any direction, yet Zhang Sanfeng's gaze remained fixed on one spot.

Although he appeared calm on the surface, a rare sense of tension arose in Zhang Sanfeng's heart; this person hiding in the shadows was an expert, and not just an ordinary martial arts expert—they were even more powerful than Di Shitian, the master of the Heavenly Gate who had appeared several months ago.

Whoosh!

A cold wind whistled past, and the calm Void twisted and turned, looking like a Void vortex Black Hole, from which a black shadow stepped out.

This black shadow had a tall build, was draped in a black robe without patterns, and wore a vortex-shaped mask on his face; his aura was mysterious, making it difficult to perceive what level his realm was at.

He was the masked God Lord from a mysterious overseas martial arts force, and also the former master of Di Shitian.

"This seat considers himself to have hidden quite discreetly; I did not expect to be discovered nonetheless. Can you tell this seat how you discovered me?"

The masked man asked, his voice hoarse, making it impossible to tell whether this person was a young man or an old monster.

Zhang Sanfeng appeared calm, but in reality, he was shocked beyond measure, blurting out: "Cough, cough, this old Daoist was merely speaking as a tentative measure and was not certain. Moreover, your concealment methods are indeed Gaoming; it would be no exaggeration to call them peerless under heaven."

"..." the masked man.

"I do not know what business brings you to my Wudang. If you are a guest, this old Daoist naturally welcomes you very much; if you are an unwelcome guest, I ask that you please leave," Zhang Sanfeng said.

The masked man, wrapped entirely in his black robe, felt not a shred of warmth as he spoke:

"I have heard that True Person Zhang's martial arts are the number one in the Great Ming Jianghu, and this seat has come here out of admiration; I ask that the True Person please grant me some instruction."

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and smiled, saying: "This old Daoist dare not claim to be number one under heaven; one must know that there are people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens. This old Daoist has simply lived a long time and knows a few Isshiki."

"The True Person is being modest, but let us see the real truth through our hands."

The masked man stopped wasting words, stepped on the stars, and took a step forward; the ground seemed to shift, and in an instant, he arrived before Zhang Sanfeng, reaching out with a palm to grab him like a dragon emerging from the sea. The power of this claw was enough to split gold and shatter stone; a Martial Artist's Flesh could not withstand it at all.

But Zhang Sanfeng was not who he once was; his Martial Dao realm improved by leaps and bounds every day. He reacted in an instant, using the Wudang Cloud Ladder Leap to dodge. His feet stepped on the air, his posture was graceful, appearing like a celestial being, walking as if viewing flowers.

The Wudang Cloud Ladder Leap was not a top-tier movement technique in the Jianghu, but on Zhang Sanfeng, it appeared ethereal and extraordinary, impossible to fathom.

The two pulled apart, and the masked man said:

"This step of mine, and this Dragon Claw Capture, could grab even a Land Immortal in one move, causing them to lose their ability to fight. Yet True Person Zhang neutralized it so lightly; this strength is indeed worthy of being called the number one in the Great Ming."

At this moment, the masked man finally understood why Di Shitian could not take down Zhang Sanfeng before; this Zhang Sanfeng's strength was not the Heavenly Human Realm, nor was it a Land Immortal, but a Martial Dao realm above those.

The Martial Artist realms are divided into the Post-natal Realm, Innate Realm, Grandmaster Realm, Great Grandmaster Realm, Heaven-Human Unity Realm, Land Immortal Realm, Heaven-Human Longevity Realm, and the God-Demon Realm.

The God-Demon Realm is divided into Nine Turns, and each turn requires tempering the Primordial Spirit and Flesh through heavenly Thunder.

As for the realm after the Nine Turns, no one knows; perhaps it is Shattering the Void, perhaps it is ascending to become an immortal, or perhaps there is no path.

The realms before Land Immortal, including the Land Immortal realm itself, are actually attainable if one has sufficient opportunity and talent.

But for the realms after Land Immortal—Heaven-Human Longevity and the God-Demon Realm—reaching them requires the support of a massive amount of lifespan. As far as he knew, everyone currently in these realms had lived for two or three hundred, or even thousands of years.

Yet Zhang Sanfeng had just passed one hundred, and the martial power of the entire Great Ming Jianghu was not high when viewed across the Nine Continents.

In the masked man's impression, Zhang Sanfeng's strength was absolutely off the charts.

"You also have good methods; those two unremarkable moves just now should be the Shaolin Absolute techniques of Shrinking Ground to an Inch and the Dragon Claw Hand, truly practiced to perfection," Zhang Sanfeng said.

"Hehe, no matter how good the martial arts are, for a Martial Artist, they are only tools. True Person Zhang, let this seat see what realm your strength has truly reached."

After the masked man finished speaking, he attacked again.

Suddenly, the firmament became covered in dark clouds, a violent wind blew, and in a moment, Thunder surged; a repressive power of heaven and earth rushed toward his heart.

Once at the Land Immortal Realm, duels between Martial Artists are no longer limited to individual moves, but are about the comprehension of the Tao of heaven and earth, and the Absorption of Heavenly Spirit Qi for one's own use.

Natural forces like Thunder, tsunamis, lightning, heavy rain, and violent winds are all aids to a Martial Artist if utilized properly.

Moreover, the masked man before him had strength even more terrifying than a Land Immortal; he was a Martial Artist of the God-Demon Realm, and he alone could wipe out an army of hundreds of thousands with cold weapons.

The masked man waved his large hand, and dozens of lightning bolts, under his control, rushed toward Zhang Sanfeng.

The speed of lightning is extremely fast, difficult for humans to dodge.

Zhang Sanfeng did not dodge; instead, he stepped on the seven stars with one foot, embraced the sky and gathered the moon with his arms, and unleashed his Taiji Fist.

Hum?

At this instant, a vast sound of the Dao emanated from the Void of Wudang Mountain; one could see a Taiji phantom appearing above the firmament, and beneath Zhang Sanfeng's feet, the outline of the Taiji Bagua became even clearer.

With him as the center, a Taiji Domain formed within a radius of ten zhang; the earth beneath his feet transformed into a boundless space divided into black and white poles, and at Zhang Sanfeng's side, one could see a massive Taiji Yin-Yang Fish swimming between heaven and earth!

This is the Tao exclusive to Taiji Fist—Yin and Yang assisting each other, reaching directly to the will of heaven.

Once unleashed, heaven and earth resonate!

The masked man's Thunder struck within Zhang Sanfeng's Taiji Domain, just like a fist of Absolute Yang and hardness striking the surface of water that is Absolute Yin and softness; although it splashed up waves, it ultimately returned to calm, without a single ripple appearing.

This heavenly Thunder had actually been completely absorbed by the Taiji Yin-Yang diagram!

"Truly a magnificent Taiji Fist!" the masked man could not help but exclaim.

He actually knew this Taiji Fist as well, but compared to Zhang Sanfeng, one seemed to be practicing martial arts, while the other was practicing Immortal Cultivation.

His comprehension of Taiji Fist was simply not on the same level!

Under the vast heaven, only Zhang Sanfeng's Taiji Fist could be performed so stunningly!

"To receive without giving is not polite!"

"Your Excellency!"

Zhang Sanfeng's Taiji Fist moves flipped; what was originally Absolute softness turned into Absolute hardness in an instant, and he said calmly:

"Two Poles Reversal!"

Within the Taiji Domain, streaks of golden lightning appeared; these were actually the masked man's own moves from just moments ago. The power of the lightning had been channeled into the ground by the Taiji Fist, and at this moment, it was pulled back out, and it was even stronger than when the masked man used it!

Boom!

Dozens of golden Thunder bolts struck the masked man together, crushing everything in their path, unstoppable.

Yet, facing such a massive and imposing attack, the masked man did not dodge or evade, allowing the lightning to strike his body.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Sanfeng could not help but feel strange; even if the opponent's strength was unfathomable, facing this heavenly Thunder attack, it was impossible to receive it unscathed, right?

The masked person was covered in golden Thunder; one could see with the naked eye that his body was being attacked by the Thunder at every moment, yet he still stood steadily above the firmament, looking calm and unruffled.

"This is?"

Zhang Sanfeng noticed the change; the pupils of the masked person within the Thunder seemed to have undergone a transformation.

The originally pitch-black pupils turned into a scarlet color in an instant, accompanied by an evil and cold power; this power was not True Qi or internal energy at all, and it was distinct from Martial Dao.

"This eye seems to be the Sharingan?"

Being an old comrade in the Chat Group, Zhang Sanfeng did not react at first, but now he finally remembered: weren't the eyes of this masked person the bloodline of the Uchiha clan from a group member?

What on earth is going on here?

Why would these eyes appear in a martial arts plane?

Chat Group.

Wudang Old Immortal: "Fellow Daoists, this old Daoist feels that you all need to see this matter."

Zhang Sanfeng started a live stream immediately and spoke about the matter of the masked person.

The group members were silent for a few seconds first, and then the atmosphere became lively.

Bad Commander: "Isn't the Sharingan from the Uchiha clan? This isn't even the same series as Old Zhang's worldview? No, wait, isn't Old Zhang's worldview the same as this Commander's worldview?"

Sword Deity: "Looks like there's another good show to watch?"

Uchiha Dance King: "How did the Uchiha's eyes appear in True Person Zhang's world?"

Exploding Heavens Faction Leader: "What's strange about this? Sharingan are a dime a dozen in the Chat Group, and you can buy them for a few hundred points. This masked person's Sharingan might also have been exchanged from a system space similar to ours, so the masked person is likely a Transmigrator or a reborn person."

Uchiha Dance King: "..."

Ye Fan Zhen Bu Hei: "What a sin, hehe!"

Girl Ruthless: "..."

Journey to the West Scripture Seeker: "Eating melon!"

First Strange Woman of the Yin-Yang School: "True Person Zhang, what realm is this masked person in?"

Sword Deity: "Old Zhang, can you beat him? Do you need this old man to step in?"

Wudang Old Immortal: "Many thanks, Old Li. This person's martial arts are not below mine, perhaps even stronger. However, it won't be that easy for this person to win against this old Daoist."

Peach Blossom Island Little Fairy: "Old Man Zhang is quite confident."

Wudang Old Immortal: "Heroine Rong jokes. It is just that I am not very clear about the Sharingan abilities of this masked person, so I ask you all to enlighten me."

Uchiha Dance King: "If I am not mistaken, the ocular technique this masked person possesses is the same as Obito Uchiha's; the name of the ocular technique is Kamui.

Kamui is a high-level space-time ninjutsu, and its ability is essentially to transfer any object back and forth between the real space and an alternate dimension; it can also be used for long-range attacks.

However, the opponent is not of the Uchiha clan, nor are they in the ninja plane, so I am not sure to what level the opponent has mastered Kamui."

Wudang Old Immortal: "So that is how it is!"

Exploding Heavens Faction Leader: "However, judging from the current intelligence, at the very least the opponent can make themselves intangible, which is to say, place themselves in space-time. With this skill, they are innately in an invincible position."

Uchiha Dance King: "Not necessarily. When intangible, the main body cannot attack, and as long as the power is strong enough to distort space, it is not that easy to release Kamui."

Ye Fan Zhen Bu Hei: "Here, one must mention the legendary scene where Madara was almost kicked out of the finale."

Uchiha Dance King: "What does that have to do with me? That was another space-time. In this space-time of mine, I am already invincible."

Demon Queen: "Damn, quite confident. Not humble at all."

Uchiha Dance King: "Confidence is the peak!"

Exploding Heavens Faction Leader: "Since it is determined that the opponent is 99% likely a Transmigrator, True Person Zhang, if you can finish him off, you might be able to get special rewards."

Diviner: "Indeed. If there is a system on the opponent and it is recovered, one can obtain massive rewards."

Wudang Old Immortal: "Haha, if I get it, it is my luck; if I lose it, it is my fate. As for rewards, this old Daoist does not particularly care. Besides, the strength of this masked person is so great that this old Daoist may not necessarily be his match; at most, I can remain in an invincible position."

Zhang Sanfeng had not lost his reason and was still very calmly analyzing the strength of both sides.

The masked person's strength was undoubtedly above his; the Sharingan might just be one of his means, and as a Transmigrator, he might have even more trump cards, making him impossible to guard against.

If the masked person wanted to leave, he could not stop the opponent either.

Of course, if it were a complete crushing of strength, Zhang Sanfeng would definitely eliminate the opponent.

On Wudang Mountain, the masked God Lord used Kamui to immunize himself against Zhang Sanfeng's attacks; he was in a black robe, standing in mid-air like a mysterious, eerie god, giving people a sense of immense oppression.

"Good technique," Zhang Sanfeng praised.

The face under the masked person's black robe revealed a look of arrogance, saying:

"Naturally, this is the power of a god. And I am the god who controls power!"

"It is not easy to be a god; this old Daoist feels that being a human is quite good," Zhang Sanfeng said.

"True Person Zhang, your strength exceeds this seat's expectations. With your talent, your future achievements will be even higher; perhaps you could even surpass this seat.

But right now, it is still very easy for this seat to kill you.

However, this seat cherishes talent; if you are willing to submit to me, I can grant you a path to survival."

The masked God Lord spoke, his tone brooking no doubt.

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head helplessly and retorted:

"Sigh, why do you gods all like to make others submit? As a god, your breadth of mind is too narrow; no class!"

"Hehe, True Person Zhang is quite glib."

"However, in the face of absolute power, everything is futile."

After speaking, the masked person's Sharingan released a scarlet light; Zhang Sanfeng only felt his spirit shake, and his vision went black.

Seeing this, the masked person was certain of victory; in fact, with Martial Dao, he could have completely defeated Zhang Sanfeng.

But having just witnessed Zhang Sanfeng's Taiji Fist and the earth-shattering Taiji Domain, this martial art could be called a perfect defense; it would be no exaggeration to call it the strongest defense.

Therefore, wanting to defeat or kill Zhang Sanfeng in this state using force was somewhat troublesome.

Once the commotion was too great, it would inevitably attract other factions to come over.

And in this world, he is not the only Transmigrator here.

Simply put, the masked person chose the Sharingan, a type of bloodless attack.

In the spiritual world, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly discovered the surrounding scene had changed; it was exactly the foot of Mount Shaoshi.

He looked at himself in disbelief, as if he had returned to his youth.

A crisp sound of bells came from behind, and he saw a young girl full of youthful vitality, wearing a light green satin Skin coat with a bright pearl hanging around her neck, leading a horse as she walked over.

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