Chapter 352: Tiancan Divine Skill

Yu Liancheng raised his head and looked toward this person.

He saw that this top expert of the evil path wore a bamboo hat, his gaze was sinister, he sported a thin mustache, and his frame was quite gaunt, yet he radiated a tyrannical and evil aura that did not match his appearance at all.

"Tiancan, I am the one who awakened you. I would like to ask you to help me deal with this person." A figure darted out; it was an expert from the Rakshasa Cult.

It turned out that this person had seen that Yu Liancheng was unstoppable. Holding the mentality of a desperate man trying anything, he had broken into the tomb of Long Jianfei and injected True Qi into the shell of Tiancan, successfully awakening him.

Tiancan twisted his body, his bones popping and cracking, emitting a continuous sound like roasting beans. His aura grew increasingly vigorous, as if an unprecedented ferocious beast had awakened, and he said in an obscure tone: "Oh, so it was your help. Who do you want me to deal with?"

That person pointed at Yu Liancheng, his face filled with terror: "Him, it's him! Help me kill him."

Tiancan swept a glance at Yu Liancheng with his pair of sinister, cold eyes, nodded slightly, and a cruel smile curled at the corners of his mouth: "Not bad, a formidable character. I have just awakened and am in need of an expert to loosen my muscles and bones, but..."

"But?" that person asked, puzzled.

"Except for Princess Yunluo, no one can command me, Tiancan. Therefore, you can die." Tiancan reached out his arm, and a great suction force generated in his palm, pulling that person into his grip. He exerted a slight burst of energy. With a *crack*, that person lost his breath and was tossed aside like trash: "Rest assured, I will send that person down to see you very soon."

"The top expert of the evil path from back then, Tiancan." Yu Liancheng chuckled, flicked his sleeve, and the expert he had previously captured was sent flying away with a smash.

He looked up at Tiancan: "Come, let me see how powerful the Tiancan Divine Skill, which stands alongside the Tathagata Palm, can be. Do not disappoint me."

"Have the people of several hundred years later become this arrogant?"

Tiancan looked at Yu Liancheng, his gaze sinister.

He had consumed the Ginseng King, adding a thousand years to his lifespan, and now, feeling the fading power within the ginseng, he roughly guessed that he had been asleep for six or seven hundred years.

"But that is fine, I also happen to want to see to what level the Martial Dao has progressed after several hundred years." Tiancan stepped into the air, unleashing the first stance of the Tiancan Divine Skill, "Heaven and Earth Heartless".

Instantly, a terrifying explosion mixed with a majestic aura condensed a giant leg shadow in the void, which struck toward Yu Liancheng with the force of a landslide and a tidal wave.

Yu Liancheng's expression was indifferent; he flicked his finger, shooting out a burst of energy toward that giant leg shadow, which caused the leg shadow to collapse instantly, the escaping airflow sweeping in all directions and whipping up a howling storm.

"Not a bad finger technique."

Tiancan's brow furrowed, then he suddenly appeared in the high air in front of Yu Liancheng, his legs kicking out continuously, leg shadows flying everywhere.

In an instant, he kicked out thousands of leg shadows, his offensive like mercury pouring onto the ground, penetrating every gap.

Each leg shadow stirred up a huge wave of air; although slightly less tyrannical than that previous kick, both in speed and the subtlety of the moves, it was even better. The whistling wind sounded like ghosts crying and gods howling, enough to make one's heart and spirit tremble violently.

This was the second stance of the Tiancan Divine Skill, "Sin Sea Demon Birth".

Yu Liancheng pushed with a single palm, and as his palm reached mid-air, it flickered slightly, suddenly manifesting thousands of palm shadows. As he pushed, Buddhist chants resonated, forming a stark contrast with "Sin Sea Demon Birth"—it was the separation of Buddha and Demon, two completely different types of martial arts.

——Thousand-Hand Tathagata Palm!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

In this instant, thousands of collisions rang out between the two.

The ground beneath Yu Liancheng's feet shattered inch by inch and continued to sink, as if he had been struck by dozens of bombs in an instant.

Just as Yu Liancheng's figure was about to sink into the earth, he suddenly let out a long roar, his surging Qi and Blood erupting and rushing into the sky, his fist like the high heavens, forcing even Tiancan to retreat backward.

Yu Liancheng then transformed into an ethereal figure, pressing forward to launch a dual strike on both the physical and spiritual levels.

……

Outside the valley, Shi Heilong heard the sounds of the fight, his heart feeling as if it were being scratched by a cat; he wished he could sprout wings and fly to the battlefield immediately to see what kind of expert could contend with Yu Liancheng.

Wang Xiaohu stopped him, telling him to wait until the Divine Couple arrived.

After this series of events, Wang Xiaohu had matured quite a bit compared to before, knowing that even if there was a battle inside, it was not something they, as juniors, could interfere in; entering rashly might risk their lives.

Just as Shi Heilong was burning with anxiety, two figures finally flew over from the distance.

They appeared to be a married couple, about forty or fifty years old. The woman was fat, smoking a cigarette, and possessed an overbearing aura; one look told you she was not someone to be trifled with. The man was gaunt, with shifty, rat-like eyes, looking quite sleazy.

"Juniors Wang Xiaohu and Shi Heilong pay our respects to the Divine Couple." The two of them hurriedly cupped their hands.

"We have long since retired from the Edo; just call us Baozugong and Baozupo," Baozugong laughed.

"Wang Xiaohu, what happened? I hadn't even finished my mahjong game before rushing over. If this is some boring trifle, I'll have to beat your butt raw," Baozupo said while smoking.

Wang Xiaohu's mouth twitched, and he immediately used concise and rapid words to tell the two seniors about the previous situation.

After the Divine Couple understood the situation at hand, Shi Heilong added: "Let's go in quickly, otherwise the fight will be over."

Baozugong's expression gradually grew solemn as he looked toward the depths of the valley: "No need, they have already come."

"Come?" Shi Heilong was startled, but he soon understood what Baozugong meant.

Just then, a series of rumbling sounds echoed, and two figures dashed out from the depths of the valley faster than lightning.

Shi Heilong and Wang Xiaohu could not clearly capture the figures of the two, feeling only that the sky was full of afterimages. The Divine Couple focused their eyes and could see them quite clearly.

The gaunt middle-aged man's leg technique was extremely tyrannical; with one sweep of his leg, the air wherever it passed was completely drained, the heavens and earth shook, as if he were about to throw the whole world into chaos.

The black-clad youth whirled his fists, as if carrying mountains to strike; every blow possessed the power to make the heavens and earth lose their color.

The two fought into a ball, stirring up a storm throughout the valley, and the earth began to shake violently.

"Hey, husband, that guy wearing the round hat looks a bit like you, and he's even wearing a period costume; he wouldn't be your ancestor, would he?" Baozupo pointed at Tiancan and laughed.

"How is that possible?" Baozugong rolled his eyes, a look of contemplation appearing on his face: "If I am not mistaken, the leg technique that person is using seems to be the legendary Tiancan Divine Skill. This martial art was lost many years ago, and the last person to use it was Tiancan; the records of his appearance and build are also quite similar. Could it really be him? But that is an ancient person from several hundred years ago."

Baozupo asked: "Can you tell the background of the other person?"

Baozugong shook his head: "I have never seen it at all. This person's fist technique is on par with Tiancan's leg technique. I think it will take at least three to five hundred moves for the two of them to decide a winner."

Rumble!!

Just as Baozugong finished speaking, Buddhist chants resonated, Heavenly Flowers Falling in Disorder, and a giant Buddha several dozen zhang tall rose from the ground, pressing down with a heavy palm that drove Tiancan deep into the earth.

"Ah, this..."