Chapter 362

Li Miao's gaze swept across the surroundings, his toes suddenly inserted into the ground, and then he flicked them, scattering countless gravel and sand into the air in front of him.

The gravel had just flown a few feet when it seemed to hit a transparent wall, and with lightning speed, it rolled back toward Li Miao.

Li Miao dodged to the side, his gaze nailed to the silent An Qisheng's face.

"Profound View."

In essence, it is to take the already perfected Three Paths of Fate a step further, but different from the Three Paths of Fate's different routes to the same destination, this is a realm that varies from person to person at the foundation; from the moment each person completes it, the fate-gong realm strengthened by Profound View is already set and cannot be changed.

And even if two people both complete the Profound View that strengthens the same fate-gong realm, the way it is expressed will be different. It is as if the Three Paths of Fate gathered all the world's Wu Gong, and Profound View split this path again, evolving into countless branches.

Except for Yingzhou.

The Profound View of the Yingzhou people is essentially a split of An Qisheng's Profound View realm. So An Qisheng and Zheng Anqi are essentially no different; they are the same protective True Qi, just more powerful and solid.

Yet it made Li Miao feel for the first time that there was no way to start.

Li Miao smashed the wall in front of him with a punch, took advantage of the wall fragments to probe the range of the spreading protective True Qi, flashed out from the gap, and rushed toward An Qisheng for several feet, seeing that he was about to rush in front of An Qisheng.

At this moment, Li Miao's gaze suddenly froze.

The moonlight reflected in front of him seemed to have a trace of fluctuation.

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Miao flashed backward rapidly!

The next moment, a deep gully appeared out of thin air where he had originally been, as if bitten by an invisible giant beast. The gravel was rolled and thrown out by the invisible protective True Qi, emitting a shrill scream, and exploded a large cloud of dust on the residential house on the side of the street.

Ethereal and unpredictable, silent and soundless.

Taking advantage of the moment the protective True Qi rolled, Li Miao suddenly leaped up, pounced from mid-air, but halfway through, he suddenly used a "Ladder Cloud Leap," flashing to step on the side of the outer wall of a building.

*BOOM!

The whole building collapsed with a bang, and Li Miao flew toward An Qisheng like an arrow from a bow, forcing his way to the front! He threw a punch!

*HUM! —

A teeth-aching humming sound rang out.

Li Miao's fist stopped in front of An Qisheng, trembling uncontrollably, but could not advance an inch.

The protective True Qi surrounding An Qisheng blurred for an instant in the moonlight, and then smashed toward Li Miao's head with a bang!

Li Miao raised his left palm, clashed with the invisible True Qi, and made a loud noise again.

At the same time, his right fist and legs instantly launched a dense offensive like a water curtain! Every attack shook out a sonic boom, and the aftermath even constantly shaved off the surrounding ground!

Yet he couldn't get close to An Qisheng at all.

He really looked like an old man on the verge of death, standing in place, hanging his head. If not for his chest still rising and falling, he would be like a dried corpse.

But Li Miao just couldn't hurt him.

There wasn't even a chance to trade injury for injury.

Even using the Wu Gong created by Zheng Qi to break the protective True Qi, plus the "Limitless Vibration Zen," Li Miao could at most break through about a foot of protective True Qi.

But just like punching water, the broken hole would be filled in the next instant.

During the Battle of the Imperial Mausoleum, the offensive that forced the Emperor, who combined the four paths, to be left and right, was difficult to even push An Qisheng back a step.

Even—a small gash suddenly appeared on Li Miao's side face.

A drop of fresh blood flowed down.

Li Miao's gaze froze, and he suddenly withdrew and retreated rapidly.

The next instant, the ground where he had originally been suddenly disappeared, turning into a deep gully several feet wide without warning, with a surface as smooth as a mirror. The soil on the side took a while to slowly tilt and pour into the gully.

Moonlight reflected, and around An Qisheng, it seemed as if a giant invisible beast, too large to be named, was slowly retracting its sharp claws and teeth. The gravel torn off fell like raindrops from mid-air, knocking out a dense rustling sound on the ground.

Li Miao retreated a foot away, staring at An Qisheng.

Restraint.

After completing the Particle realm, this was the first time he felt restrained in Wu Gong.

This was not the first time the two had fought; the night before at Yan Song's residence, Li Miao had already met him once and exchanged a few moves, but the result hadn't changed in the slightest.

This is the final result of Yingzhou's thousand-year inheritance, a realm tempered by dozens of generations of people. A raging fire ignited with countless Zheng family geniuses who could dominate the Wu Lin as firewood. Larger, firmer, and sharper than Zheng Anqi, it eventually piled up into a monster that even Li Miao found difficult to smash.

True "flawless and spotless, always guarding and always present."

Li Miao curled his lips and shook his hands. "So hard."

Li Miao couldn't break An Qisheng's protective True Qi, and An Qisheng's state was unusual and he couldn't make a move.

It was difficult to distinguish the winner tonight.

Li Miao looked up at the sky.

It was already the second half of the Chou hour.

In another hour, it would be dawn.

"Just standing like this, neither letting me go nor trying to see if you can kill me, did you come to reminisce with me tonight?"

Li Miao said with a smile.

An Qisheng seemed to be awakened by his words, slowly raised his old head, stared at Li Miao for a long time, then his lips moved, revealing the missing teeth inside, and slowly spat out a few hoarse words.

"Tonight, is not, the time."

"Are you not worried about Yan Song?"

"No."

Li Miao twisted his fingers and thought for a moment, then smiled.

"Is Ji Tianrui at the Yan residence?"

An Qisheng no longer responded.

He lowered his head again, and the protective True Qi rolled toward Li Miao again.

Li Miao sneered.

"Fine, then let's fight until dawn."

Before the words fell, he disappeared from where he was.

The next instant, he appeared in front of An Qisheng, punched his protective True Qi, and a loud noise erupted!

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Zhu Shoujing held the hilt of his sword and walked slowly into the Yan residence.

The Xiaolingwei soldiers poured into the gate from his side, dispersed along the corridor, kicked open every bedroom door, and held knives to bring everyone in the house out.

Zhu Shoujing scanned the circle.

No abnormalities were found.

But with the Liu Jin incident, he knew he couldn't let his guard down against anyone who looked normal.

With a wave of his hand, the Xiaolingwei soldiers pressed these servants, guards, and subordinates to the ground, tied them up, blindfolded and gagged them, and dragged them to the side to guard them.

Zhu Shoujing waved his hand and headed toward the main hall first.

Behind him, the Dragon Chariot moved forward slowly.

The soldiers were scouting the path in front, plowing through every inch of ground and house.

In just a moment, the large and magnificent Yan residence front courtyard became a mess.

A short while later, Zhu Shoujing stepped into the backyard.

In front was Yan Song's residence.

Without any pleasantries or challenges, Zhu Shoujing drew his twin blades, gathered his momentum for a moment, and suddenly slashed out two blade lights!

The house shattered with a bang!

Zhu Shoujing stepped into the ruins, scanned the surroundings, and found a corpse wearing a python robe under the ruins.