Capítulo 1198: Chapter 892: The End of the Imperial Realm
Ye Wuming was slightly surprised, but not overly so.
This man had grown under her watch; she knew well that sotis he only cared about showing off or flirting… yet inside, he had his own calculations. Those fooled by his superficial behavior have their graves growing grass already.
From being a re pawn to now standing on equal footing with everyone else, with equal strength and status, and understanding and analyzing cultivation.
She hadn’t expected that rely observing was enough for him to see through the use of different systems… Oh, right, he wasn’t only observing; in the mont he cut down the Hero Pavilion, he deeply understood energy composition.
“Systems differ, but ultimately, they are all types of energy; energy can always be converted into each other. A long ti ago, old Xia’s Six Harmonies Divine Skill was already capable of converting different energies, at that ti old Xia had already seen through the essence, in these matters, he was a peerless genius.” Zhao Changhe took the Heavenly Book from Ye Wuming’s hand, speaking: “My thirty years of dormancy were actually ditation; I was unaware of external matters, but inward cultivation remained clear.”
The Heavenly Book in his hand automatically turned the cover page without any wind.
“Previously our cultivation had two types, one being External Skill, the other Inner Strength. I’ve always been an External Skill body refining representative, converting Inner Strength into External Skill energy for use long term, to the point I almost forgot I had Inner Strength. When resuming cultivation, I thought, since it’s like this, why not unify? Energy is just energy, understanding the most fundantal core suffices.” Zhao Changhe slowly said: “Therefore now my cultivation is neither Blood Evil Skill nor Six Harmonies Divine Skill, nor Blood Demon Undying Body… It’s considered as a skill of my own creation.”
He paused, looking at Ye Wuming: “No matter how fundantal, individual intent determines that any self-created skill will have a personal direction, unsurprisingly mine remains vast starry sky, Galaxy shining, sun and moon running in parallel. This skill is yet unnad, in your opinion, what should it be called?”
Ye Wuming tilted her head: “Why ask , it’s your creation, you na it.”
“But this direction was led by you all the way, originally, I was still a Blood Evil Skill heir… You need to take responsibility.”
“Lie’s inheritance is better than mine, right?”
Zhao Changhe: “?”
Ling Ruoyu: “…”
Ye Wuming ceased talking.
Woman… Zhao Changhe kept a quirky expression for a while, finally spoke: “Forget it, no na it is. The point is, now the power I’m cultivating can easily convert to any nature. During my observation of the guards battling inside the Hero Pavilion, the analysis was complete.”
With his words, the pages “rustled,” Five Elents Yin Yang, True Illusion Life and Death, Light Shadow Ti and Space, exquisitely mystical Taoist Laws dispersed in the air.
Unlike previously displaying page by page, now it’s already a complete fusion, you are in , I am in you.
They were ant to be one…
Ling Ruoyu looked up, deeply admiring. Nurous vague insights seeped into her heart; it was like bathing in the light of the Taoist path. The world’s most pinnacle power was readily obtainable in front of her, spread out for interpretation.
For a martial artist, there is nothing as moving as this sensation.
Ye Wuming astutely gazed at this scene, suddenly said: “Has your strength grown stronger since yesterday when you fought ?”
“Yes.” Zhao Changhe replied: “I was woken early; I originally needed a few more days of seclusion to continue growing… Wasn’t I woken by my young lady, so during these days my cultivation was always on a growth path…”
Ling Ruoyu: “…”
How did this drama fall onto …
“And during these days, I’ve seen ti flow like a river, I’ve seen oceans turn to mulberry fields… Now following you traversing ti-space paths, folding spatial bridges, I’ve witnessed another ti-space’s peculiarities, seen different cultivation systems… This itself is cultivation.” Zhao Changhe spoke as the light from the Heavenly Book in his hand suddenly retracted.
Ye Wuming abruptly felt an overwhelmingly terrifying suction force, many tis stronger than the magical bag seen in the Hero Pavilion, encompassing everything, impossible to escape.
Apart from the power of the Heavenly Book itself, Zhao Changhe’s strength at least reached mid-stage Imperial Realm Third Layer, only then could he drive the magical treasure to achieve such complete power. This growth was too astonishing, during these days was he cultivating a child or himself?
Or perhaps the aning of cultivating a minor account is to nourish the main account?
But alas, no matter how strong the power of the Heavenly Book, it couldn’t possibly affect her, Ye Wuming, she was the Heavenly Book; there’s no reason to slap oneself.
Thus, enveloped in radiant light, Ye Wuming was as immovable as a mountain, while Ling Ruoyu who was watching with the Star River nearby suddenly blacked out, abruptly being taken along with her sword by the light, locked inside the Heavenly Book.
Ling Ruoyu: “???”
“Ahem.” Zhao Changhe coughed lightly, quickly released the unfortunate child: “Operation was unskilled, accidental injury, accidental injury.”
Ling Ruoyu was dazed from entering to erging. Her condition, carrying the Star River, could dominate the Otherworld, and the Hero Pavilion’s magic bag had no asure against her, yet under a marginal accidental injury without reacting she was captured…
This isn’t the true Heavenly Book, rely its manifestation, Father calls it a mold…
If possessing the true Heavenly Book refers to this world, how strong could that be?
But the true Heavenly Book has a Book Spirit… Without recognition by the Book Spirit, it’s impossible to maximize power. So what are you two testing the Heavenly Book for? Ling Ruoyu stole a glance at Ye Wuming, dared not make a sound.
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