"Who goes there, co out?"
Zhong Lin’s face suddenly turned cold, and he fiercely punched the empty space not far away.
Boom!
Under the shock of the gang wind, Zhong Lin’s spine suddenly stretched straight like a dragon.
With one punch, the air within a radius of several dozen yards all vibrated as if countless cannonballs had suddenly exploded.
The next mont, a figure suddenly appeared in the previously calm void and struck with a palm.
Rumble!
Fist and palm collided, their vibrations even threatened to annihilate each other.
"Zhu Fei? Why is it you?"
Yu Shu exclaid in surprise after seeing who it was.
The newcor was a young man dressed in white, with a complexion as fair as jade, tall stature, extrely steady aura, and most importantly, his cultivation felt as deep as an abyss, making Zhong Lin feel as if he was facing a formidable adversary.
Zhu Fei glanced down at Zhong Lin, his gaze calm and emotionless, leaving an impression of superiority that was particularly irkso.
"Greetings, Seventeenth Princess."
Zhu Fei slightly bowed, yet his tone lacked much respect.
Yu Shu narrowed her eyes with a mocking tone, "Didn’t expect the first true disciple of Gui Zhen Sect to turn to sneaky tactics, what’s this, revealing your true nature?"
Zhu Fei was indifferent to Yu Shu’s sarcasm and said in a deep voice, "Seventeenth Princess, there’s no need to insinuate."
"Hmph! You do not allow others to speak of your deeds? Isn’t such a petty act indicative of a murder-and-loot sche?" Yu Shu replied coldly.
"The Golden Origin Fruit you snatched at the cliff was guarded by three One-Horned Violent Ape Kings. That was just a juvenile; its parents were slain by . Strictly speaking, it was you who took my possessions."
Zhu Fei of Gui Zhen Sect spoke with not a hint of emotion.
Yu Shu frowned. When Zhu Fei first appeared, the slight disarray of his clothes and the aura of the One-Horned Violent Ape King clinging to him led her to suspect sothing. The map confird that two One-Horned Violent Ape Kings guarded the Golden Origin Fruit, but only one appeared, and its strength wasn’t as formidable as her royal father described.
However, reasoning didn’t decide who was justified in such matters.
"You must be mistaken; we didn’t obtain any Golden Origin Fruit."
Yu Shu replied without batting an eye.
"I never thought the esteed Seventeenth Princess would resort to lying. I don’t wish to argue with you; hand over the Golden Origin Fruit, or don’t bla for being impolite," Zhu Fei said coldly.
"Your Highness, who is Zhu Fei?" Zhong Lin transmitted the question through voice.
"This person is the first true disciple of our Heavenly Sea Country’s primary sect, Gui Zhen Sect. Our Imperial Family has long-standing grievances with Gui Zhen Sect, but their strength is formidable, a tough adversary. We do not wish to directly engage in warfare, only to let others reap the benefits. Thus, although we are at odds, restraint is maintained by both sides.
I never expected Zhu Fei would also target the Golden Origin Fruit. His Xuandan is of the Fourth Grade and has reached perfection, just one step away from breaking through to the Yin Yang Realm."
Yu Shu’s speech carried a weight much at odds with the slack deanor she displayed.
Hearing this, Zhong Lin’s heart tightened,
Fourth Grade Xuandan, Great Perfection Realm, just one step to breaching the Yin Yang Realm, Heavenly Sea Country’s premier sect...
Unassailable.
Zhong Lin, though confident in his combat strength, hadn’t reached the level of arrogance to triumph over Zhu Fei; the gap in their realms was clear, he was no match.
Perhaps growing impatient, Zhu Fei grabbed into the void, Spiritual Origin turned into a hand, as a three-zhang large white giant palm suddenly grasped toward Yu Shu.
"Zhu Fei, do you intend to provoke a war between the Imperial Family and Gui Zhen Sect?"
Seeing Zhu Fei directly attack, Yu Shu roared angrily.
Her hands didn’t stop moving, a Spiritual Artifact Glazed Long Sword appeared in her hand, and she slashed at the white gang qi hand.
Zhong Lin also didn’t hesitate to attack, directly displaying the ultimate move of Dragon Elephant Golden Body, "Dragon Elephant Prison," as violent power swept forth.
"Mantis trying to stop a chariot."
Faced with their joint attack, Zhu Fei let out a dismissive smirk, and suddenly, a surge of gang qi erged from his body, turning into a white ferocious tiger. Lifting its claws, it broke through Zhong Lin’s "Dragon Elephant Prison."
"Glazed Dragon, Ice Soul Divine Light."
Yu Shu waved the Glazed Glass Sword in her hand, instantly spewing dozens of white icy lights that exploded towards the distant white tiger.
"Roar!"
Zhu Fei suddenly turned his head, and the white tiger opened its mouth wide, swallowing those icy lights into its belly.
Yu Shu’s face changed as she continuously urged her Spiritual Origin, yet the Ice Soul Divine Light seed to vanish into thin air without ever detonating.
This was Gui Zhen Sect’s "White Tiger Roar;" once a martial artist cultivates it, they condense White Tiger Gang Qi, and further cultivating this technique upon forming Xuandan allows them to shape their Spiritual Origin into a formidable white tiger.
"Raa!"
A dragon roar suddenly sounded from the world, the sound fell, space twisted, and at the sa ti, the roars of ten thousand dragons echoed through the heavens.
In the blink of an eye, the dense shadows of countless dragon forms burst through the void, converging from all around the acupoints.
Grabbing, roaring, twisting, their bodies appearing and disappearing.
Finally, before him, the illusion transford into reality, condensing into flesh and blood, forming a giant dragon winding around Zhong Lin’s arm.
Zhong Lin’s "Great Cycle Ten Thousand Dragon Sutra" contrasted the white tiger, it was only a transformation in form, absent of spirituality. Despite Zhong Lin’s Essence, Qi, and Spirit being complete, they were yet to rge. Nevertheless, all of his Spiritual Origin condensed here, imbued with his explosive Fist Intent.
At that mont, Zhong Lin, his entire strength ferocious to the extre, flashed into a single punch. A pure golden light tore through layers of void, like cannon fire with countless stars exploding, carrying his matchless will.
"A comndable martial technique, a pity your cultivation is too weak, thinking to break my White Tiger Roar, simply a fool’s dream.
White Tiger Carrying Corpse."
Strands of white Spiritual Origin from Zhu Fei coursed again into the white tiger’s body, imdiately causing the tiger to swell, growing into a gigantic beast the size of a small hill. With its jaws wide, it directly swallowed Zhong Lin’s dragon form, crushing it with sheer force and devouring it.
Zhong Lin watched coldly, and at the mont the dragon form shattered, a sword finger pointed, releasing the hidden Sword Intent in a sudden burst.
Zhong Lin had comprehended Sword Intent to ninety percent, reaching the realm of "Sword Refining into Silk." This Sword Intent aid for the extre lethality, its sword light sharp and unstoppable, hence, acclaid as "One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Skills."
With one sword, a mark was left in the void.
No matter what countless thods you have, I break it with just one sword.
Instantly, tens of thousands of golden strands of light shot forth, those strands razor-sharp and swift, slicing the space into countless fragnts.
"What’s going on?"
The threads of Sword Qi intertwined within the white tiger’s body, disrupting everything, a fierce pain echoed into Zhu Fei’s being.
The white tiger was the condensation of his Spiritual Origin, causing him to acutely feel any injury it suffered.
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