[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy":3,"chapter-this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-324":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","This High Martial World Is Too Crazy",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2301212,4500,"Chapter 324: A Moment, a Century Passed [Today","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-324",324,"\u003Cp>With Yu Duanyu’s words, the righteous side immediately breathed a sigh of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, with the hundred-year limit in place, what difference does it make if Dongfang Wuji isn’t dead?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of this world’s hundred-year limit, nearly everyone calculates their own lifespan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, no matter how long one lives, one cannot surpass the century mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And precisely because lifespan can be calculated, they naturally estimated Dongfang Wuji’s remaining years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the legend of his One Breath Shattering 2,600 Armor was left over a decade ago, there has been no tale of Dongfang Wuji—not even a rumor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had all estimated the Demon Cult’s leader’s lifespan: he had only a few more years left; if he were alive, he couldn’t possibly have remained silent for so long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After suppressing their actions for over a decade, they roughly estimated Dongfang Wuji’s limit was near, and only then prepared to besiege Bright Peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this helpless, incapacitated Demon Cult leader before them, the righteous side immediately put down their guarded hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the abbots present were all sixty or seventy years old or more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet with their life essence, they could all effortlessly maintain their youthful appearances before death, each one beautiful and alluring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this Dongfang Wuji couldn’t even maintain his own appearance—he was already showing signs of death; how much of his peak strength could he possibly retain?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the righteous side’s gazes, Yang Xiao coldly explained:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Dongfang has attained the mysteries of creation. Though his lifespan is nearing its end, he has successfully mastered the Seventh Layer of Qi Shift, and now stands at the half-immortal realm of Formless Over Form.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Though his life force is fading and his spirit scattered, he is only conscious for the duration of one incense stick each day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But against you hypocrites, it is still more than enough!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Half-immortal?’ At these words, the righteous side froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next instant, He Chong leapt high into the air, his body igniting as he charged toward Dongfang Wuji.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bluffing without even a draft! An immortal is an immortal—there’s no such thing as ‘half.’ Survive the century limit first!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, his body swelled into a five-meter-tall flame giant, his right arm slamming downward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a roaring explosion of air, a fist of tens of thousands of degrees struck Dongfang Wuji’s skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several Demon Cult masters had already retreated, leaving only Dongfang Wuji, sitting motionless and vacant-eyed in his wheelchair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This punch was like a meteor descending, its fierce Gang wind carving a multi-meter-wide imprint into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the wheelchair Dongfang Wuji sat in remained utterly still, like a tiny boat crossing the sea of fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A metallic resonance rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Chong felt as if her right fist had struck wrought iron, and she was violently thrown backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as she recoiled, she sensed lethal intent radiating within three zhang around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Invisible threads of chill seeped from within her body; she stared in shock at her Flame Demon Body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On her five-meter-tall fiery form, dozens of slashes—blade cuts, axe strikes, fist blows, palm strikes, finger jabs—overwhelmed her entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, her body was severed into multiple pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wounds of decapitation, waist-cutting, limb-severing, chest-bursting—all drowned her form; her towering body exploded in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The largest fragment of flesh coalesced midair into a human shape, retreating with a face as pale as death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the space of a single technique, she was instantly defeated; her mental form was severely drained—she couldn’t sustain her elemental form if this happened again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby, a muffled groan echoed, and blood sprayed into the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Duanyu, who had been attempting to ambush, was forced out of his invisible state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clutching his right arm, shredded of vast swathes of flesh, he gasped in disbelief: “What kind of demonic art is this?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, to the righteous side, this was plainly demonic art.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout it all, Dongfang Wuji had sat vacant-eyed and motionless in his wheelchair, not even shifting his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, in a single glance, they were crushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s Qi Shift…” Zhang Yuanqiao of Wudang retracted her gaze, her voice heavy: “He must have truly mastered the Seventh Layer of Qi Shift.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Abbot Zhang, what are the effects of Qi Shift?” a righteous master asked, voice trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The first two layers allow shifting of mental forms, unbroken flow of qi, and endless circulation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The third and fourth layers allow shifting of force, returning an opponent’s attack back to them through qi circulation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The fifth and sixth layers allow shifting of illusions, achieving ‘no sword in hand, yet sword in mind.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Xu sighed softly: “When the imperial court once besieged Dongfang Wuji, surrounded by armies, he held no weapon—yet afterward, the imperial soldiers’ corpses bore wounds from swords, spears, halberds, and daggers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Clearly, back then, Dongfang Wuji could already transform illusions into reality.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But even the sixth layer could never achieve this. Could the legend of the Seventh Layer—Formless Over Form—truly exist?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Xuan Xu’s words, the demonic side surged with excitement, while the righteous side was gripped by terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pinnacle of martial technique!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>True Formless Over Form!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the kind that requires movement to counter an opponent’s moves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the kind that kills without moving—a single stance, invisible, annihilating enemies without a single action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind is half-unconscious, his body uncontrollable, lying helplessly in a wheelchair—and yet he repels foes effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is pure myth!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even true immortals could not accomplish this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, everyone stared at the hunched figure in the wheelchair, as if seeing a colossal giant of martial arts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahahaha! So you finally realize there’s no turning back!” Wei Yi laughed wildly. “But now it’s too late—you won’t escape.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, the Demon Cult disciples all knelt on one knee before the wheelchair-bound Dongfang Wuji:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We humbly welcome our Lord’s soul’s return, to aid us in eradicating evil and crushing the righteous masters!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they spoke, Dongfang Wuji’s eyes slowly cleared from clouded to sharp, and from his drooling mouth came a whisper: “Masters… where are the masters?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his gaze fully sharpened, his eyes locked onto the righteous side like hawk’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, every heart clenched—a deathly illusion, as if an evil serpent had fixed its gaze upon them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, the leading Demon Cult masters stared at the eight Zongshi  with malicious smiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Worse! The demonic side is overwhelming! Everyone, unite with me to resist!” Xuan Xu muttered, summoning a five-meter-tall Buddha phantom above his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next instant, the Golden Lion King roared, transforming into a colossal beast with a lion’s body and human face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its size rivaled Xuan Xu’s, and it charged at him without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, Yang Xiao smirked and split his body into seven, his gaze locking onto He Chong and He Miao of Kunlun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A black lightning streaked past him, accompanied by a sly chuckle: “I’m weaker—I’ll handle the lesser disciples.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Bai Meiying’s poised right claw lashed toward Guan Weiliang of Kongtong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, troops met troops, masters met masters: the Four Kings and one deputy restrained five righteous Zongshi .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining three, however, sweat dripped down their backs as they stared at Dongfang Wuji’s clouded eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under a three-on-one scenario, their pressure was greater than that of the other five combined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time froze for an instant—then the two sides clashed in a brutal, unprecedented slaughter atop Bright Peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The righteous forces on the mid-slope, hearing the commotion atop, screamed and charged upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, inside the Qiankun Yi Qi Bag, Fang Can yawned softly, fully awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Slept enough. Time to go out.’ Fang Can thought, gently extending his right fist forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately felt his hand touch an invisible, intangible wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘An artifact’s internal space? How much force is needed to shatter it?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can mused to himself: without spatial teleportation, the only way to break through was pure brute force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the internal spaces of these artifacts are far less stable than the real world; a Level Two artifact could be forcibly shattered by a Level Three or Four user with brute strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though martial strength here is weakened, so too are these artifacts—so as long as he exerts force beyond the artifact’s tolerance, he can break free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the power stored within his body, since he was in total darkness without sunlight, his flesh received no amplification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Though there’s no real sun, what about the sun in my heart?’ Fang Can thought, as the colossal sun within his mind emitted blinding radiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, faint light shimmered across Fang Can’s skin, illuminating the five-meter-square space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his body glowed, his muscles responded to the placebo effect, strength climbing in stages like a primordial beast awakening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘With the light of my mind, my power has increased to roughly the level of morning sunlight just rising in the real world.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But through intuition, he knew—it wasn’t enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power he currently possessed was far from sufficient to shatter the artifact’s spatial seal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Tch… even standard Level Four power isn’t enough to break through?’ Fang Can’s eyes gleamed with a hunger for conquest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more challenging, the harder to break— the more satisfying it is to crush!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Then I’ll gamble my life.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, a jade pendant carved with dragons and phoenixes appeared in Fang Can’s palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the gift from Su Xin Zhai—the Level Four artifact, [Dragon-Phoenix Twin Heart Pendant]!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its effect: after use, any opposite-sex person will fall irrevocably in love with him—but his lifespan is shortened by one hundred years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his lifespan is shortened by a century, those hundred years are not simply erased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to Xi Xing and others’ descriptions that night, the user skips ahead a hundred years in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For martial artists who grow stronger with age, using it drastically reduces lifespan but massively boosts power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can had reached Level Two, with a lifespan of three hundred years—this hundred-year cost would erase one-third of his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But compared to a hundred years of life span, it’s far more satisfying to simply smash through this wall with pure violence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his arrogant state, Fang Can’s capricious words echoed in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1700,"2026-06-20T07:05:47.052Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9f6ae59c4f425046a9e4eab69b2905c6d5d085f06c82fc3f1179a706b2285cff","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-325","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-323",368,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-cover.jpg"]