"Since the founding of Great Qin, which generation of our ancestors has ever produced a cultivator as stunning as Ying Si?"
The white-haired elder of the Supre Daoist Sect stared at Ying Si, who stood in the void like an immortal or a god, and his pupils suddenly constricted.
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At this mont, within the cave heaven behind the mountains of the Supre Daoist Sect,
a young Daoist with a lotus crown on his head sat before a black and white Go board, his serene pupils revealing a sense of vicissitudes washed by the ages.
He placed a black piece on the board.
Sitting opposite the Daoist was a kind and elderly monk with eyebrows that swept to the floor.
"Since the founding of Great Qin, which generation of our ancestors has ever produced a cultivator as stunning as Ying Si? What do you think, Daoist Huan?"
The monk's face carried an undissipating shock as he asked, unable to restrain himself.
"Did you co to today just to ask about this, Buddhist friend?" asked the young Daoist, referred to by the white-browed monk as Daoist Huan, with a smile, placing another stone on the board.
"Of course not, haha. Ying Si's actions today were ant to show those of us here, as well as to the Old Demon of Wu Ding's Demon Sect. Having seen Daoist Huan today, Jia Shenmi only just realized that you have already surpassed by breaking through your limits twice."
The monk pondered for a mont, then placed a white piece to follow.
In the cave heaven, an ancient bronze mirror hung, perfectly reflecting every detail within a thousand miles of Sea Dragon City.
"rely fluke, Buddhist friend, you are already on the way and being too modest. Ying Si is the truly fearso one. He has truly mastered the 'Dominant Fist of Heaven and Earth' from the 'Emperor's Ancestral Dragon Soaring Sutra.' He has cultivated to the Dharma Aspect of Nine-Five. Breaking the limit three tis is just a matter of ti."
"It's just uncertain whether Ying Si can truly condense the Ninety-Nine Dharma Aspect, shatter his limit five tis, and truly take control of the ga, playing the strategic moves for our Human Race."
"To condense the Ninety-Nine Dharma Aspect, such a theoretically slim chance at the extre Dharma Aspect, you are as daring as Ying Si in your thinking. What if you've broken through three tis? Countless ancestors from our sect and countless fellow cultivators of the Human Race have spent enormous efforts to deduce the thod of stepping on heaven and shattering limits. Without breaking limits five tis, one still cannot stand up to the master of the courtyard, let alone ascend to the other shore."
With an air of dejection, the old monk deposited the white piece in his hand into the Go jar and said, "Perhaps we were wrong all along, ultimately not as magnificent as Ying Si, whose breath devours thousands of miles like a dragon. The 'Only True Scripture' has made us what we are, and it has bound us too."
"The young boy of the past has now surpassed us. Indeed, fate is ever-changing, and the will of heaven toys with n."
The young Daoist simply laughed freely and placed another piece: "Today, Buddhist friend, you are very caught up in appearances."
"The greater the scenery, the wider one should gaze, lest grievance overflow and the heartbreak be massive, haha! Today, Buddhist friend, it is you who has lost."
The white-browed monk gave a wry smile and placed all of his remaining white pieces into the jar.
At this mont, the young Daoist's face grew serious, dispelling his jestful tone: "Buddhist friend, you are absent-minded today. I understand your purpose for coming here, and I'm aware of your concerns and those of the Old Demon.
"But now is not yet the ti for us to worry about these things. Our chief worry is not Ying Si; in fact, he may be our faction's firm shield. If he falls, then it will be ti for our old bones to step up."
"Ah, I do understand this reasoning. But Ying Si's cultivation is progressing at a terrifying rate each day, which is quite alarming. Even the Old Demon fears that Ying Si might not even need to break through five tis. If he breaks through four tis, all of our three branches, Daoist, Buddhist, and Demon, will have to bow down genuinely, and even the continuity of our Dao might be at risk."
"I'm aware of the severity of the issue. However, Buddhist friend, it's hard for us, and it's hard for Ying Si as well. Everyone is in difficulty, so let's just face the difficulties together!"
For the first ti, a hint of helplessness showed on the young Daoist's face.
"So, Daoist friend, what should we do in the future? Please give so guidance, Daoist Huan." The white-browed old monk raised his eyelids, his expression beca solemn, and he stood up to give a respectful bow to the young Daoist.
"What should we do?" The young Daoist's gaze was profound, as if his eyes, filled with the wisdom of the ages, could see through countless epochs to witness the blood-soaked scenes of the future. His voice beca resolutely firm,
"Adhere to the right path, abandon evil thoughts, there are no boundaries in the ga of black and white!"
"Ying Si is a clever man. If he breaks our tacit understanding, with the foundation of our three branches, let it be a fight then."
"With those words, I can rest assured."
Within the cave heaven, the Buddhist stood up to take his leave, and everything once again returned to silence.
No one could have imagined that the three branches of Daoism, Buddhism, and Demonism, which had fought for a lifeti, would silently unite against the overpowering Ying Si, creating an extrely peculiar competitive and symbiotic relationship amidst today's intricate and unpredictable situation.
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The storm dissipated, the clouds dispersed, and the rain stopped, as the great formation continued its thunderous operation.
The Dragon sculpture on the prow still lurked in the waves, shuttling through space, rushing toward the Central Continent.
"Dominant Fist of Heaven and Earth?"
Yi Chen showed a look of shock, raising his hand to look at Ying Si, who was elegantly yet wildly feasting before him.
Since the Millennium Emperor displayed his divine might earlier and destroyed the malicious winds and harsh rain, around noon, an official in a brown robe approached Yi Chen and announced that the Millennium Emperor was inviting him to share the midday al.
Who would refuse a free al?
Under the envious eyes of everyone around, Yi Chen naturally agreed with pleasure.
But before he could take a few bites, a manual nad "Dominant Fist of Heaven and Earth" was slapped onto his face.
"What's the matter, Daoist? Haven't you always been searching for martial arts that originated from the top scriptures around the world? This 'Dominant Fist of Heaven and Earth' has been derived from the 'Emperor's Ancestral Dragon Soaring Sutra' after my achievent. You, Daoist, have collected martial scriptures from all over the world and certainly have a unique understanding of martial arts. I would like to ask you to help refine and supplent it."
The Millennium Emperor, in a black robe, tore a leg off an indescribable beast, and huge bloody chunks of at were thrown into his mouth.
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