Borrowing the light of the lightning, the seven large characters "Ancestral Dragon Holy Fist: Heart Under Heaven" glaringly erged on the xuan paper.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, for comprehending the sixth major limitation of the Ancestral Dragon Holy Fist, the Fist of the Heart Under Heaven!" The dignified lady saw the flow of vital energy on the xuan paper, the glimr of gold amidst the lines, and even heard the deafening sound of a dragon's roar by her ear, her face burst into joy!
"Yue Ji, you are wrong again. This is the fourth major limitation among the five of the Ancestral Dragon, not the sixth. This is a top-secret of Great Qin, you must never ntion it to anyone else."
"Ah? Wasn't Your Majesty only at the fifth limitation when you battled against Yue Qingping?"
"You guess why I said that at the ti." Ying Si looked at the dignified lady before him, and a mysterious smile suddenly appeared on his face,
"In fact, I didn't speak without reason. I had already grasped the rudints of the fourth technique long ago. Now it's just been further perfected."
"Yue Ji, I need to make a trip to the ancestral land of Great Qin to retrieve a supre treasure. The Demonkin are going rampant, and the situation changes in the blink of an eye. I can't afford to wait that long anymore."
"I entrust you with the affairs of Great Qin during these days, Madam. If there are decisions too difficult to make, just postpone them until I return."
"Your Majesty, is there any danger on this journey…" The dignified lady couldn't help but worry.
"What doesn't contain danger? Rest assured, even if I fail, I definitely won't be in mortal danger. Now that I have understood the Fist of the Heart Under Heaven, the chances of success are at least fifty percent, and it's already worth the risk."
"Take National Master Yi Chengzi as an example. Don't be fooled by his rapid cultivation progress, who knows what risks he bears behind every breakthrough!"
Ying Si's face suddenly showed a resolute expression.
How extravagant were the ancestors of the Human Realm, the Human Emperor, unbeatable and invincible in his ti, as long as he lived, no one could rival him.
The Supre of the Demon Realm was once an Ancient Demon Dragon, who did not submit to the Human Emperor's doctrines and was suppressed and killed by the Human Emperor, who then took its Dragon Ball and sealed it within his own treasure vault with runes.
Though ti passed and much of the essence of the Dragon Ball dissipated, the power it contained was still as deep as an abyss.
When Ying Si inherited the legacy of the Human Emperor, he took out this Dragon Ball early, buried it in his ancestral land to cleanse the Demonic Qi, and transford it into the supre Holy Origin.
Years of planning, and now the ti was nearly ripe.
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"Ah! Deep Red!"
[Deep Red Value: 14511818]
Yi Chen silently invoked, bringing up a virtual light screen panel, calculating the gap needed for the next breakthrough of the True Technique.
With the aid of the Nine Lives Cat Eagle Demon, this gap was filled by another three million four hundred thousand Deep Red Points.
"Eh, cultivation requires taking it one step at a ti."
"Although with my astonishing wisdom, making a breakthrough isn't particularly difficult, the help of Deep Red can save from so detours."
"Nether Tiger Demon Marshal, we're soon going to et!" Yi Chen thought to himself.
As the last trace of daylight vanished, night fell.
A black dragon boat shadow suddenly disappeared into the night sky, rging silently into the deep darkness, quietly traveling far away.
At this mont, Yi Chen and Lian Caiyi stood at the bow of the ship, side by side.
Now that Caiyi had arrived, Yi Chen naturally wouldn't wait until the next day to slay those 'ant to be killed', but instead chose to deal with the Nether Tiger Demon Marshal, who was an expert in special operations.
After all, this was where the real big business lies!
"Fellow Taoist Caiyi, have no worry. I have a Secret Technique; I already know the hiding place of the Nether Tiger Demon Marshal. This demon is sowhat clever, but falls short in cunning before ; I consider it as easy as picking a lon."
"When the ti cos, you activate the twelve Golden Figures to form the Great Formation, ensnaring that cavern without killing, to press down its battle array for ; I will then have a life-and-death duel with the Nether Tiger. As long as their formation stays idle, you need not intervene."
"After all, with the nation's current difficulties, each activation of the twelve Golden Figures consus a significant amount of resources, so let bear the hardship just a bit longer~"
"National Master, you…" Lian Caiyi looked at the robust Taoist beside her, a hint of a different color flashing in her eyes.
Her intuition told her this man wasn't as simple and clear as he appeared to be, but his actions always exceeded expectations.
She had so reservations about Ying Si's choice to spend such high costs to maintain this man; but now it seed, it was incredibly lucrative.
When there was sothing to be done, the National Master indeed took action.
She also received the battle report from Qiluan Peak. To prevent excessive battle losses, the National Master always led from the front, charging alone into the fray, literally putting his head on the line.
With such a show of force, she would believe it if soone said the National Master's beloved master died at the hands of the Demonkin.
Caught in her doubts, two rows of gleaming white teeth flashed with a white star, as he smiled lightly at Caiyi: "Fellow Taoist Caiyi, don't overthink it. A fight to the death is a fight to the death; if the Nether Tiger has so powerful trump card and I am about to be overpowered, don't you be outdated in your thinking."
"We need not uphold any martial world principles of righteousness when dealing with such petty demons. If we bring the twelve Golden Figures together, chop off its damned head!"
Lian Caiyi: "..."
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Speaking of which, in two separate places.
Deep into the night, before the dawn when Venus still hadn't slept.
Within a certain dark cavern, a small eting was underway.
The Nether Tiger Demon Marshal lost its previously confident composure, pinching the bridge of its nose, it coldly addressed the demon generals below:
"You've all seen the intelligence reports. This National Master Yi Chengzi of Great Qin is one tough opponent. According to the Demonkin who returned to deliver the ssage, he has proposed a battle in three days. How shall we confront the enemy?"
As soon as the Nether Tiger Demon Marshal spoke, all in attendance fell silent.
Finally, a Beishou Demonkin stepped forward with hands cupped, looking around, it said loudly: "Demon Marshal, that National Master Yi Chengzi of Great Qin, is not a simple man."
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