Chapter 690: Ying Zheng and Xu Fu, the Arrival of Chrysanthemums

Boom, boom, boom!

Thunder rumbled incessantly across the firmament, emitting violent explosive sounds; bolts of lightning and claps of thunder descended one after another like divine chains of order, sealing off all things.

This is one of the Absolute techniques of Di Shitian, the Di Tian Wild Thunder, which can be called a super-first-class martial art; every movement stirs the power of heaven and earth, and once touched, those with weak strength are reduced to ashes.

The Old Monk's eyes flashed with shock, his hands forming graceful shadows as streaks of golden light condensed and transformed into strips that seemed to hang down, growing thicker and thicker until, from a distance, they looked like golden iron whips.

But this was not the end; the golden light around the Old Monk's body exploded, the flow of Qi churning like the great waves of the Yangtze River, surging endlessly; as time passed, the golden light trended toward a pale white, and it even emitted the chirping sounds of a thousand birds.

This is the Thunder Method, a technique that only the sect leader or core disciples of the Celestial Master Mansion can master.

In the entire Celestial Master Mansion, those who know this move can be counted on one hand, and those who have cultivated it to the peak like the Old Monk are few and far between.

The Thunder Method is divided into the Yang Five Thunders and the Yin Five Thunders, which respectively represent the five viscera and six bowels of the human body—that is, the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys—and also represent the five elements: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Only by truly mastering the flesh, achieving a state of "supreme good is like water," and remaining calm even if the sky collapses, can one be considered to have entered the hall.

Furthermore, to cultivate the Yang Five Thunders, one must maintain a virgin body; the power of the Yang Five Thunders also has a partial bonus from the innate Yang-hard Qi.

At this moment, the golden iron whip in the Old Monk's hand had transformed into a whip of thunder, and the Golden Light Spell on his body trended toward thunder armor; he looked entirely like a righteous god of thunder from the Heavenly Court.

The Old Monk swung the thunder whip, lashing out at Di Shitian in continuous succession.

Di Shitian met the attack with Di Tian Wild Thunder, the two powerful thunders colliding, filled with destruction and ruin.

Crackle, pop!

Although the Old Monk is nearly a hundred years old, his speed is not slow at all; his footwork is agile, like a monkey from Chang Bai Shan, possessing both form and intent.

In the spectator stands, everyone watched this duel.

"My god, no way, humans can really control thunder? And these postures and movements are too flashy, right?" Star-Lord couldn't help but say.

"Little Jue-jue, aren't you a Star Pirate, haven't you seen much? Isn't it just calling down thunder? Is it worth all that?" Stark laughed.

"Little Jue-jue, don't call me that, it feels disgusting."

"There are indeed many people with special abilities in the universe, but most of them have special abilities because there are many races in the universe and various cross-breeding; yet this old man is clearly a human, with no bloodline and no technology, yet he can still summon such massive thunder," Star-Lord explained.

Summoning thunder is indeed nothing new; there are plenty of people with special abilities in the universe.

What is strange is that this ability appeared on an Earthling, and a hundred-year-old man at that.

"Just get used to it; later on, there will be one in the Avengers who calls down thunder, called Thor. He almost chopped your father-in-law's head off with an axe—no, wait, he actually did chop it off," Tony said.

"??" Star-Lord.

"..." Thanos.

This Stark is truly annoying, always using him as a punchline?

"Hahaha, it's truly chaotic, you Marvel Universe crowd," Morgana teased.

"Hehe, the Queen is right," Tony's mouth curled up into a wicked smile.

Xu Que said thoughtfully, "This method of the Old Monk reminds me of a certain old master?"

"Who?" Ye Fan asked casually.

"Ma Shi Fu, from our era. Ma Shi Fu was considered the last gravekeeper of traditional martial arts, famous throughout the world for his 'Lightning Five-Chain Whip.' At this moment, in the Old Monk's hands, I seem to see the shadow of Ma Shi Fu," Xu Que said.

"It seems he must be a martial artist worthy of respect," Ye Fan said with rare seriousness, not teasing.

Traditional martial arts were originally arts of killing, but they are also the crystallization of the wisdom of Chinese civilization.

"That's right, cultivating traditional martial arts is not easy, especially in the modern era; many cultivation methods have already been lost," Ye Wen said.

If it weren't for joining the Chat Group, he estimated it would take another twenty or thirty years to step into the Transformation realm of traditional martial arts, and perhaps he might not even reach it.

The cultivation of traditional martial arts is inseparable from the physical body; as one grows older, the blood and Qi decline, making it very difficult to progress.

"Uh..., maybe."

Xu Que paused for a moment; seeing everyone so emotional, he still didn't mention Ma Shi Fu's past.

"What powerful martial arts techniques."

Shiranui Mai's eyes shone brightly; she wanted to fight against powerful opponents, as this made her feel her blood burning and made her entire being feel excited.

However, looking at this grand scene and the terrifying thunder, Shiranui Mai knew she was still far from being a true martial artist.

Boom!

After the thunder of the Old Monk and Di Shitian dissipated, they retreated dozens of steps; both were wounded, and the Old Monk had blood at the corner of his mouth because the intensity of his blood and Qi circulation was too great for his old bones to handle.

Di Shitian let out a long howl, his eyes wide with rage, and shouted, "Extreme God Tribulation."

Whoosh!

The space turned cold, the surrounding temperature plummeted as if it were a world of ice and snow, with frost all around.

Behind Di Shitian, a massive, illusory figure emerged beneath the firmament, occupying half the sky.

This is the Primordial Spirit leaving the body, that is, the Primordial Spirit!

The Extreme God Tribulation is the final killing move of Di Shitian's Sacred Heart Four Absolutes, using the Primordial Spirit as a sharp weapon to tear apart the opponent's spirit.

Unfortunately, the Old Monk is no ordinary person.

"So that's it, similar to the Yang Spirit leaving the body? The schools of Taoism are one family; the Celestial Master Mansion also has methods for cultivating the Inner Elixir and the Yang Spirit, which I have dabbled in slightly."

After speaking, the Old Monk took a deep breath, and a golden, domineering Yang Spirit expanded rapidly behind him, reaching over nine zhang in height, its momentum no less than that of Di Shitian's Primordial Spirit.

Di Shitian's Primordial Spirit was treacherous, cold, and filled with ghostly, sinister Qi, like a demon from the Nine Netherworlds, a malicious ghost waiting to devour people.

The Old Monk's Yang Spirit, however, was upright and bright, filled with awe-inspiring righteousness, protected by golden light, domineering and peerless, appearing Undying.

The two, one driving a Primordial Spirit and the other controlling a Yang Spirit, collided with their massive spiritual powers, erupting in a blinding light!

In the end, it vanished into thin air!

Di Shitian's figure lay on the ground, slowly becoming transparent before finally disappearing.

The Old Monk was also like a candle in the wind, ready to pass away at any moment.

The final wave of the Primordial Spirit attack, even though his spirit had been tempered into steel and was unyielding, had almost been too much to bear.

And Di Shitian was not the real body, just a projection without consciousness; his disappearance was simply because his time was up.

If they were to fight for real, Zhang Zhi Wei felt that if he wanted to take down this opponent, he would likely have to risk his life, and even then, success would not be guaranteed.

"Ding, Zhang Zhi Wei has won this duel."

"Ding, duel reward triggered, obtained one bottle of Phoenix Blood."

"Ding, duel reward triggered, obtained Pre-Qin Alchemy."

Zhang Zhi Wei's figure appeared in the spectator area, and the rewards arrived in his private space.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Zhang." Zhang Sanfeng was the first to congratulate him.

"Still vigorous in your old age," the Bad Commander praised.

"Wandering Corpse!" The Old Demon King gave a thumbs up.

"Just luck, just luck," Zhang Zhi Wei said modestly.

"Old Master, why did killing this Di Shitian drop Pre-Qin Alchemy?"

At this moment, the young Ying Zheng, with sword-like eyebrows, star-bright eyes, and an aura of overwhelming Hegemon, walked over and asked.

Zhang Zhi Wei was a bit dazed; he had just joined the group and hadn't even recognized everyone yet.

"This is Brother Zheng, also known as Ying Zheng, the First Emperor of Great Qin," Ye Fan explained upon seeing this.

"So that's how it is. Has this old Taoist met the First Emperor?" Zhang Zhi Wei bowed.

"No need for formalities. Here, our statuses are all the same, and I have not yet become the First Emperor. I am just curious why Pre-Qin Alchemy would appear." Ying Zheng's face revealed a look of curiosity.

"Brother Zheng, you joined the group late. Actually, we encountered Di Shitian once before. He can be considered a boss from the martial arts world; he lived for a thousand years precisely because Phoenix Blood has the power of immortality."

"Speaking of which, Di Shitian and you, Brother Zheng, have a deep connection," Xu Que said mysteriously, his gaze looking deeply at the young and handsome Ying Zheng.

"What does that have to do with me?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Di Shitian's predecessor was the Great Qin alchemist Xu Fu. In other world trajectories, after you, Brother Zheng, swept across the six states, you felt that time was not enough, and as you grew older, you became obsessed with longevity."

"You ordered Xu Fu to go to sea to find the Longevity Medicine and gave him a massive amount of resources. As for Xu Fu, he used Great Qin's resources and troops to hunt down a Phoenix overseas, obtaining Phoenix Blood and achieving immortality."

"However, although Xu Fu was immortal at that time, he had no martial prowess. Fearing that you, Brother Zheng, would hunt him down across the world, he simply stayed overseas in Little Sakura, civilizing the still-backward Little Sakura and becoming the ancestor of Little Sakura."

"It wasn't until you passed away, Brother Zheng, that Xu Fu dared to come out, and then he used his immortality to learn the martial arts of the hundred schools, step by step becoming the mastermind behind the scenes."

Ye Fan spoiled a huge chunk of the plot before Xu Que could.

"Damn, I built up so much, and you, Ye Laoliu, just blurted it all out," Xu Que said gloomily.

Ying Zheng suddenly realized there was so much Karma involved in this.

He hadn't expected that his self in other worlds would later become obsessed with longevity, though this was human nature.

As an Emperor, he already possessed everything in the world; under the vast heaven, all was the King's land.

And the pursuit of longevity was merely to pass it down for thousands of generations; it was a pity that he ultimately failed to get his wish.

"Perhaps, it won't be long before Brother Zheng encounters Xu Fu," Xu Que said.

"?? Why?" Ying Zheng asked.

"That is because our world has merged multiple martial arts planes. Previously, Di Shitian appeared at True Person Zhang's hundred-year banquet," Yan Fei said as she walked over.

And behind Yan Fei was Yan Lingji!

Compared to before, perhaps due to the improvement in her cultivation and the fusion of the Phoenix Bloodline, Yan Lingji had grown much taller, her body had developed prematurely, and she was becoming increasingly beautiful, soul-stirring and captivating.

"That's right, he's a big villain," Yan Lingji said.

"Alright then," Ying Zheng nodded.

It seemed that if he had the chance, he must meet this Xu Fu. Even if it wasn't the one from his own space-time, the fact that he privately drank Phoenix Blood, causing him to fail to achieve longevity and directly leading to the end of the Great Qin's second generation—

This blame must be borne by Xu Fu!

"Is this duel still continuing?" Star-Lord said, full of confidence and eager to try.

"If there is a need, it can naturally continue; this is a benefit for newcomers."

Yan Shuangying's voice came through.

"Then I'll go," Star-Lord said excitedly.

As the words fell, his entire person was transmitted to the Virtual Arena.

"Whoa, amazing."

Star-Lord looked at everything around him; looking up, he could see the stars filling the sky, with large stars constantly rotating. Although he had long been tired of seeing this in his own world, it had a unique flavor here on the Virtual Arena.

"Do you wish to start a virtual duel?" the Arena's voice came.

"Yes!" Star-Lord said expectantly.

"Starting virtual duel, matching, matching in progress, match successful..."

"Matched opponent, Spear of Deno, Zhao Xin!"

The Reincarnation Channel flickered, and a figure with flowing long hair wearing black armor appeared.

The person who arrived was full of courage and pride, holding a long spear, with an extraordinary bearing. However, looking closely, he exuded a trace of lecherous and loser-like aura. It was rare for such contradictory temperaments to appear on one person.

"Damn, it's this guy."

Morgana, who was watching the show, was shocked. Isn't this the Super Soldier Company?

"I know this one, Chrysanthemum Xin," Wang Wu covered her mouth and laughed.

"His ancestor was the Five Tiger General Zhao Yun," Xu Que said.

"Is this person strong?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Of course he's strong, a Super Soldier with a Super Gene in his body, just like you," Morgana said.

Ying Zheng had previously been strengthened by drinking the latest Gene Serum developed by the Angel Civilization.

And Zhao Xin had fused with the Super Gene of the Deno Civilization; he was a warrior with extremely strong explosive power.

Zhao Xin looked around and scratched his head. He wasn't just fighting the Taotie, so how did he get into this place? It seemed like there was a voice speaking in his head.

Unlike Di Shitian, this Zhao Xin, although also a projection, possessed self-awareness and was no different from a real person.

"Hey, man."

Star-Lord greeted him, noticing that Zhao Xin looked imposing, especially in his black armor, which was extremely cool.

"What did you call me?" Zhao Xin asked.

"Man!" Star-Lord said again.

"Hoo!"

A look of comfort appeared on Zhao Xin's face, and he said earnestly, "Right, that's the feeling. I, Zhao Xin, am a real man."

"..." Star-Lord.

"Hahaha!"

Morgana clutched her stomach and laughed; as expected of someone from the Super Soldier Company, he was both cheap and flamboyant.

"Little brother, what's your name?" Zhao Xin asked.

Star-Lord wore an expression of disbelief and said:

"Little brother? I am clearly older than you, aren't I?"

"That's not important, because in the next second, your chrysanthemum is going to bloom all over."

After speaking, Zhao Xin transformed into lightning and appeared directly behind Star-Lord, raising his hand to perform the Thousand Years of Death.

Puchi!

Ah!

Star-Lord's entire body was sent flying into mid-air by the Thousand Years of Death; although there was some stinging pain, there was more of the beauty of a flower blooming, and a strange feeling welled up in his heart.

The next second, Star-Lord fell to the ground.

After all, the opponent was a human, so Zhao Xin did not use the An He Jin Chang Qiang to perform the Thousand Years of Death; after all, that would be too cruel.

"Little brother, you're done for. Although I don't know why I appeared here, I know that if I defeat you, I can get out, so just admit defeat," Zhao Xin laughed.

Star-Lord clutched his backside, his whole body numb, and said irritably, "That wasn't very gentlemanly, but, I like it."

"??"

This time, it was Zhao Xin's turn to be unsettled.

Is this guy a bit of a pervert?

The next second, a strong current suddenly erupted under Zhao Xin's feet, and this current transformed into electric shackles that firmly bound his feet.

It turned out that just in the instant of the Thousand Years of Death, relying on his battle-hardened experience, Star-Lord had planted two electric shackles under Zhao Xin's feet.

These electric shackles were a technological product of the Xandar civilization; they didn't have much technological complexity, but they were convenient to carry and not easily discovered.

"This time it's my turn."

The jet boots under Star-Lord's feet erupted with a strong propulsive force, and the dual guns in his hands gathered energy, ready to fire.