"Braggart!"
Ning Daqi stepped forward, his late-stage Great Grandmaster aura sweeping across the world like a landslide and tsunami, suffocating to behold; indeed, he lived up to his reputation as the number one figure in the Central Plains Martial Arts.
At this scene, all the spectators—the people who were there just to watch the excitent—were boiling over with enthusiasm.
The sudden ergence of over a dozen Great Grandmasters in the Yin Gui Sect had shocked and amazed everyone.
But Ning Daqi had been a Great Grandmaster for many years, with an illustrious and formidable reputation—how could he be compared with Great Grandmasters like Zhu Yuyan, who had just recently broken through!
"The Traveller Daoist makes his move!"
"Though the Yin Gui Sect has over a dozen Great Grandmasters, the Traveller Daoist Ning Daqi’s skills reflect the very creation of Nature. The Yin Gui Sect might not be his match!"
"Indeed, indeed! I thought this would be a one-sided affair, but it turns out the Yin Gui Sect is full of surprises with so many Great Grandmasters. Now, this is going to be a spectacle worth watching!"
"This battle will surely shake the world and be rembered through the ages!"
Martial Artists’ eyes shone with excitent as they beca increasingly enthusiastic.
The number one expert of the Central Plains Martial Arts in a decisive battle against the number one great sect of the Demon Sect!
The very thought was thrilling.
It made the blood boil with excitent.
"This humble Daoist has co to learn from your skills!"
Although the crowd didn’t consider the Yin Gui Sect a true match for him, Ning Daqi’s heart was exceptionally heavy.
At his first move, he deployed his own unique skill—the Eight Scatterhands.
This supre skill was based on the "Nanhua Sutra," written by Zhuangzi and his disciples during the early Warring States period. It conveyed a carefree and unfettered philosophy, roaming the world freely without action, yet acting nonetheless, connecting with all things in a mysterious and natural way.
Infinite variations condensed into eight essential gestures; the moves followed the heart’s desire without any fixed form, as free as a wild horse running through the sky, unbound by any constraints or limits.
It felt as if one was riding the clouds leisurely or controlling a flying dragon with such delightful effortlessness that it was beyond words.
The essence of the Eight Scatterhands lay in the concept of ’emptiness.’ Emptiness can generate energy, thus emptiness is infinite. When one achieves emptiness through purity and tranquility, this emptiness then becos reality.
Between emptiness and reality, although appearances may vary, all are simply the natural way, extrely mysterious, neither large nor small.
With Eight Scatterhands, Ning Daqi had defeated countless opponents in his life. He was hailed as the number one person in the Central Plains Martial Arts and one of the three great martial arts Grandmasters of the world, known by the nickna ’the Wanderer.’
As he struck with both hands, it was as if a bird were swooping down—nimble and swift. It appeared to favor agility and speed, seemingly lacking in striking power, but this was not the case.
That was the profound essence of the Eight Scatterhands’ play between emptiness and reality.
Emptiness turns to reality.
Reality turns to emptiness.
This strike, seemingly ethereal and light, was actually filled with an incredibly terrifying force. Once it hit the enemy, it would turn emptiness into reality, unleashing a power as devastating as mountains collapsing and earth shattering.
"Heavenly Demon Field!"
Around Zhu Yuyan, a black vortex ford, with the terrifying Heavenly Demon True Qi swirling, incessantly devouring everything around it, including the light.
At the sa ti, another martial art, the "Heavenly Demon Skill," was exhibited.
The Heavenly Demon Skill was known for its endless variety and changeability; be it barehanded, with weapons, or using clothes and ribbons, anything could be utilized as a weapon.
It could be hard or soft, changeable, following one’s desires, turning any casual move into a uniquely exquisite killing technique, unpredictable and inescapable, potentially harmful in any situation.
Zhu Yuyan waved casually, and two Black Long Silks flew out from her sleeves. Under the enhancent of Heavenly Demon True Qi, the soft long silks beca as hard as iron and sharp as blades.
They struck like two giant pythons, lightning-fast, agile, and unpredictable.
"This is bad!"
Ning Daqi’s heart lurched in alarm. His Eight Scatterhands technique seed to be cut apart like tofu, and illusions flooded his mind.
It was as if he saw nurous enchanting Immortals approaching him clad in gossar, their alluring forms appearing and disappearing.
Upon a closer look, weren’t the two leading Immortals none other than Fan Qinghui and her disciple, Shi Feixuan?
Even with his strong will, at this mont, he could not help but be emotionally swayed, feeling a burning desire within.
"Break!"
Ning Daqi bit down hard on his tongue. He knew Zhu Yuyan had deployed the Heavenly Demon Dance.
When the Heavenly Demon Dance comnced, it could be said to blend utmost beauty with ultimate evil, magnifying every desire in one’s heart to the extre, creating a maze of illusions, confusing mind and soul.
"Wanderer!"
Sharp pain from the tip of his tongue surged through his entire nervous system. Ning Daqi snapped back from the bewitching illusions, only to hear Fan Qinghui’s cry of alarm.
Imdiately, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. The two Black Long Silks had, at so unknown point, pierced his heart like swords.
"I am defeated!"
Ning Daqi’s pupils contracted sharply, and his eyes lost their focus for a mont.
"Sword Qi Long River!"
Simultaneously, as her cry of alarm rang out, Fan Qinghui drew her sword.
She had already witnessed Zhu Yuyan’s terrifying power, so she struck with all her might from the very start.
Her figure, voluptuous and graceful, seed like a fragile Immortal, yet when she executed Sword Qi Long River, her entire deanor changed, and she appeared as a towering sword with a sharp, piercing presence.
With a sweep of her Longsword in hand, she instantly cleaved a Sword Qi dozens of yards long.
This strike connected with the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth, drawing in a continuous stream of Spiritual Energy that ford a vast Sword Qi river, torrential as the mighty Yangtze.
The Cihang Temple’s treasured sword scripture was divided into thirteen Chapters, centered around the principles of "stillness," "Guard," "emptiness," and "nothingness."
The "Cihang Sword Scripture" was guided by the five great essentials of "Qi Dominates Spirit Divine Heart": "Sword Qi Long River," "Sword Dominates the World," "Sword Spirit Universe," "Sword Deity Is Nothing," and "Bright Sword Heart."
Fan Qinghui’s talent was limited; she hadn’t cultivated to the realm of Bright Sword Heart. Following her first strike, she launched several more in quick succession.
Sword Qi Long River.
Sword Dominates the World.
Sword Spirit Universe.
In an instant, an endless expanse of Sword Qi erged. Billions of hair-thin Sword Qi threads road the void, transforming into a vast, flowing river of Sword Qi that surged toward Zhu Yuyan!
SHLICK!
Zhu Yuyan waved her jade-like hand. The two Black Long Silks retracted from Ning Daqi’s body, drawing a spray of blood, yet the silks themselves remained unstained.
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