Chapter 351: Tiancan

Yu Liancheng stepped upon the void, looking down like a God, radiating an incomparable sense of oppression that made everyone feel a heavy weight in their hearts.

"Now, it is my turn."

His voice was indifferent, devoid of the slightest emotion, and it suddenly spread to every corner of the valley.

After saying this, the Qi of Yu Liancheng suddenly underwent two different changes; in the eyes of the crowd, his figure also seemed to be constantly blurring and shifting.

At times he transformed into a bird, with clear, resonant birdsong filling the sky, appearing and disappearing between the sea of clouds and the blue sky. At other times he was a fish, with surging waves, and the crowd felt as if they could hear the sound of rolling billows.

The next moment, the two distinct energy of the blue bird and the great fish merged and intertwined. Suddenly, they transformed into a mythical giant bird that obscured the sky and sun, its size unknown for how many thousands of miles.

The mythical giant bird flapped its wings, which were like clouds hanging from the sky, spanning the four poles of heaven and earth, and suddenly dove downward, stirring up a sky-filling current.

——Carefree Wander!

Boom—!!

Yu Liancheng transformed into the "mythical giant bird," and amidst the thunderous, earth-shaking vibrations, he stirred up violent, raging currents; hurricanes rose, and sand and stones flew. Wherever he passed, the ground cracked, and the earth was plowed into a deep trench.

And regardless of flowers, trees, firearms, weapons, or martial arts experts, all were torn to shreds and split apart, unable to block him for even a moment.

At the same time, the currents stirred up by his "wings" brought forth a boundless dragon of air, causing heavy casualties among the countless Rakshasa Cult members caught within it.

One minute later, Yu Liancheng stopped his movements.

Yet this well-equipped Rakshasa Legion, filled with experts, had suffered heavy casualties and lost most of its combat power; only a few lucky ones and a few experts were barely able to stand, though they were also terrified and tottering.

Wang Xiaohu and Shi Heilong also lost their voices and changed color, falling into a state of speechless fear.

Even though the Rakshasa Cult was the number one gang in Asia and their opponent, they could not help but feel fear and panic when they saw that transcendent "Carefree Wander."

In fact, although Yu Liancheng's "Carefree Wander" originated from Ning Daoqi's Eight Strikes of Scattered Hands, the subtle mysteries it contained far transcended the "Eight Strikes of Scattered Hands."

Furthermore, to fully execute this move required a massive amount of True Qi.

Even an expert like Ning Daoqi, who had cultivated for nearly a hundred years, would likely fall into a state of True Qi exhaustion after a single strike.

But Yu Liancheng cultivated the God of War Record, absorbing the power of heaven and earth at every moment, so even if most of his internal True Qi was consumed, he could replenish it within a few breaths.

This was the reason he could use "Carefree Wander" at will.

"To be able to cultivate martial arts to this extent, I fear no modern weapon can do anything to him. Is this guy even human!?"

Shi Heilong muttered to himself, and by the time he recovered from his astonishment, Yu Liancheng's figure had disappeared, seemingly having entered the depths of the valley.

Just as Shi Heilong was about to chase after him, he was stopped by the calmer Wang Xiaohu: "The couple of the Condor Heroes will be here soon, let's wait a moment for the two seniors. Besides, there are likely other experts in the valley; if a fight breaks out, be careful not to get caught in the crossfire and harm the innocent."

While tracking the members of the Rakshasa Cult, the two had once encountered the senior Condor Heroes.

Those two seniors were friends of their master and were famous figures in the Edo back in the day; Wang Xiaohu had witnessed their peerless elegance when they were young during his childhood.

It was a pity that when they met again, the image of these two almost made Wang Xiaohu's jaw drop. One had become a stout middle-aged woman, and the other had become a slovenly, wretched middle-aged man.

However, no matter what, the two seniors' martial arts had not fallen behind.

When the two were previously hunted by Rakshasa Cult experts, Wang Xiaohu had sent a signal to the two seniors for help, and calculating the time now, the two seniors would be arriving soon.

"Fine, I'll listen to you." Shi Heilong shrugged.

……

On the other side, Yu Liancheng had already stepped into the depths of the valley.

The outskirts of the valley were open and filled with heavy troops. In the depths of the valley, there were also several experts lying in ambush. In terms of combat power, they were all at the Grandmaster realm.

But in front of Yu Liancheng, who was nearly a Heavenly Human, they were completely insignificant.

He still stood with his hands behind his back, not even making a move; only a layer of clear light lingered around his body, occasionally shooting outward.

These clear lights were condensed from the sharpest Sword Qi, resolving these experts as if cutting vegetables or slicing watermelons.

Swish!

Suddenly, a figure flew out from the shadows, holding a long saber high, carrying a fierce Qi meant to slaughter everything, intending to kill Yu Liancheng.

Yu Liancheng looked up slightly, his eyes flashing. The man felt his Qi and Blood surging, his meridians reversing, and could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood, falling from the air.

In reality, Yu Liancheng had merely stirred the emotions within his heart, causing his Xiqing Fanyong, making it impossible for him to maintain a clear state of mind, and he suffered a Qi deviation in an instant.

The man did not hit the ground but was grabbed by an invisible hand and brought before Yu Liancheng.

Yu Liancheng stared directly at the man; this person's martial arts were the most advanced among the Rakshasa Cult experts, so his status was likely not low, and perhaps he could ask something.

"Why has your Rakshasa Cult come here?" Yu Liancheng asked, his dark pupils seemingly turning into a vortex capable of sucking in everything.

The man's face showed a look of struggle, but finally, he said intermittently: "Map... Long Jianfei... Tathagata Palm..."

It turned out that the Rakshasa Cult had accidentally obtained an ancient map, and after verification, the map pointed to the tomb of the legendary hero Long Jianfei.

Long Jianfei possessed two peerless divine arts, the Tathagata Palm and the Seven-Spin Slash, as well as the world-renowned treasure, the Millennium Ginseng King, and the Great Restoration Pill that could enhance internal power, enough to make anyone and any force in the world covet them.

The Rakshasa Cult Sect Leader was naturally no exception.

Furthermore, according to records, the number one expert of the evil path, Tiancan, had also rushed to this place, wanting to seize these items, and had engaged in a decisive battle with the Shaolin Four Great Monks.

But after this battle, the Four Great Monks and Tiancan all disappeared, seemingly having perished together.

Yet in the process of exploring the ancient tomb, they unexpectedly discovered that the evil path expert from a thousand years ago, "Tiancan," still seemed to have signs of life, and it was as vast as the sea, as if he could wake up at any moment.

Given that Tiancan's martial arts were too advanced and he was cruel and terrifying, the Rakshasa Cult mobilized a large number of experts and weapons to blast him to death here.

"Tiancan, Tathagata Palm, the legendary hero Long Jianfei..." Yu Liancheng's expression was strange; if he guessed correctly, there was likely a beautiful Princess and a maid in the cave.

Boom—!!

Just as Yu Liancheng was about to go to the ancient tomb to investigate, there was a roar in the world, and the earth trembled, as if a dragon was rolling beneath it.

Then, a figure shot into the sky from afar, his black hair disheveled, his tyrannical Qi surging toward the firmament, his laughter filled with madness: "Haha, I, Tiancan, have finally come out. You four bald donkeys, you cannot trap me. The Tathagata Palm is mine, and Princess Yunluo is also mine."