Chapter 192: Young Daoist Boy
The person had not yet arrived, but that intense oppressive aura was already rolling in.
Everyone’s expression changed.
At this moment.
The sea was calm, and the warships were frozen on the surface of the sea, completely still. Everyone looked towards the distant horizon, their hearts involuntarily beating faster.
The originally arrogant Luofu Sword Master bowed respectfully:
“Welcome, Chiyang Martial Saint!”
Whoa!
In an instant.
The entire venue erupted in discussion.
Everyone’s minds went blank, and their blood began to boil. Although they had guessed a bit from the person’s self-introduction earlier, Luofu Sword Master’s current action had undoubtedly confirmed his identity.
Chiyang Martial Saint.
A Martial Saint who had recently returned to the world, who founded the Chiyang Sect, stirred up trouble in the world. The Great Yan Martial Saint personally came to designate a region for the Chiyang Sect to use freely, giving them complete authority.
Everyone then realized that Luofu Sword Master had actually joined the Chiyang Sect, presumably because Chiyang Martial Saint had promised him something.
Dragon Mountain Daoist’s heart sank.
Originally, Luofu Sword Master’s sudden appearance had already made the situation difficult by reigniting everyone’s greed, but now it had escalated to an extremely difficult level. With an Ancient Saint descending, he had no confidence at all.
Under the gaze of many eyes.
A luxurious golden chariot appeared, with four Heavenly Human Realm experts at the front and back. Heavenly Humans were carrying the chariot; this formation alone was astonishing, but what was most eye-catching was the elder on the chariot, clad in a golden-red robe, like a great sun, with red hair and beard, and a bald spot on his head, revealing a shiny scalp.
The bald elder lay comfortably on the chariot, while several beautiful women beside him looked at him with alluring eyes, their arms like soft willows, exuding charm and gentleness.
The chariot stood in the void, and the Heavenly Human Realm martial artists carrying it held their heads high, showing no shame but rather immense pride.
One could ask, how many people in the world could pull a chariot for a Martial Saint?
“We pay our respects to Chiyang Martial Saint!” A vast voice rang out in unison, and everyone lowered their heads in respect.
The strong are respected.
This is an unchanging truth everywhere.
But the True Martial Sect disciples did not move.
Even a fool could tell that the visitors were not friendly.
Luofu Sword Master said coldly:
“Old Daoist Dragon Mountain, the Martial Saint asks you, why don’t you reply?! Do you dare to disrespect the Martial Saint?”
He was quite spirited and proud at this moment.
Ever since Heavenly Sword True Person rose to prominence, his life had been difficult, and he was often brought up as an example of failure. Now, with Chiyang Martial Saint backing him, he was no longer afraid. How could Heavenly Sword True Person, no matter how strong, be stronger than a Martial Saint?
Seeing the True Martial Sect in such a predicament, he felt incredibly comfortable.
Dragon Mountain Daoist gazed at him deeply, then bowed slightly to the elder in the chariot:
“Greetings, Chiyang Martial Saint. I have not spoken any falsehoods. This time, upon entering the True Martial Hall, I was fortunate enough to pass the first trial of comprehension, the Yin Yang Fist. However, I failed the second trial, the Four Symbols Palm. I was fortunate enough to pass a few rounds in the combat power trial and ultimately obtained some fortuitous encounters and rewards.”
“But I did not obtain the True Martial Inheritance.”
He spoke earnestly, even naming the trials.
Everyone pondered.
Could the change in the mist truly have nothing to do with the True Martial Sect disciples?
Chiyang Martial Saint smiled. Since his arrival, he finally cast his first gaze upon Dragon Mountain Daoist. His laughter carried a hint of sarcasm, and perhaps a touch of disdain:
“This Saint knows.”
“The assessment of the True Martial Hall was inherently unreasonable. How difficult are the nine trials of comprehension? There was no expectation that anyone would pass. Throughout history, countless prodigies have failed to pass. How could you, who only reached the Heavenly Human Realm close to a hundred years old, possibly pass?”
Everyone’s expression changed.
Dragon Mountain Daoist reaching the Heavenly Human Realm close to a hundred years old was already considered a top prodigy. If he was considered trash, what were they, worse than trash?
The True Martial Sect disciples were indignant.
But Dragon Mountain Daoist’s expression was calm.
“Since the Martial Saint knows that our True Martial Sect did not obtain the inheritance, may we be allowed to leave?”
Chiyang Martial Saint straightened up slightly, looking at Dragon Mountain Daoist with amusement:
“No.”
Dragon Mountain Daoist asked in a deep voice:
“Why?”
A beam of light shot from Chiyang Martial Saint’s eyes, blazing like the great sun, his aura immense and overwhelming. His voice was vast and powerful:
“Because you were disrespectful to this Saint.”
Dragon Mountain Daoist’s expression changed. He felt an immense pressure bearing down on him, as if two suns had appeared in the sky, one high in the heavens and one close at hand. The terrifying pressure made cold sweat bead on his forehead. He circulated the power of heaven and earth to resist, but it was futile. The changes of Yin and Yang had no power to resist in the face of such an absolute gap in strength.
“Pfft.”
Dragon Mountain Daoist’s face turned red, and he spat blood, flying backward.
Ye Qinghe and the others caught him, and they all spat blood as well. Even the residual aftermath of the shock was unbearable for them. They were furious but could only clench their fists tightly.
Everyone held their breath.
They had all witnessed Dragon Mountain Daoist’s strength just now, but before Chiyang Martial Saint, he was like a child. This made everyone understand the weight of the Ancient Saints even more. It was a gap in strength that was crushing and overwhelming. There were even rumors that this was still far from the peak of the Ancient Saints.
Dragon Mountain Daoist steadied himself and spat out another mouthful of blood, his internal organs churning; he had already suffered internal injuries.
He knew.
This was because Chiyang Martial Saint hadn’t taken him seriously at all and had merely made a casual move. Otherwise, he would have been killed instantly. A sense of powerlessness arose in his heart. Looking at Luofu Sword Master beside him, he knew that Chiyang Martial Saint was just using an excuse, and the real reason was likely to vent his anger for his newly acquired subordinate.
“The Martial Saint’s reprimand is correct.” Dragon Mountain Daoist lowered his head.
He had a resolute personality. If it were only himself, he would never yield even to a Martial Saint, but now, he had several disciples with him.
Ye Qinghe and He Yan’s eyes were red, holding back their anger, and the third-generation disciples’ blood burned in their chests.
Luofu Sword Master grinned so wide his mouth almost split.
Black Fiend Saber Master and White Brow Ascetic also smiled, somewhat gloating and extremely tempted. If they could join the ranks of this Chiyang Martial Saint, and if they were appreciated in the future, wouldn’t they have a chance to achieve Martial Sainthood?
Black Fiend Saber Master said at the opportune moment:
“Reporting to the Martial Saint, there are still people from the True Martial Sect who haven’t come out.”
Chiyang Martial Saint’s gaze flickered over. He looked at the changes in the mist ahead again, his eyes gradually showing surprise:
“Is that so?”
For the first time, he sat up completely straight, and the beautiful women beside him wisely stopped their actions.
Black Fiend Saber Master became nervous. He had originally wanted to present a gift, but now it seemed that this information was quite important?
He quickly said:
“I would never dare to deceive the Martial Saint. There is a young Daoist, no older than twenty, from the True Martial Sect who entered and has not yet emerged. These changes in the mist might be related to him.”
Upon hearing this.
The True Martial Sect disciples were all furious.
Especially Dragon Mountain Daoist, who wished he could kill him with his eyes.
They naturally knew that Black Fiend Saber Master was referring to Ning Qi.
Chiyang Martial Saint clicked his tongue twice, his gaze becoming even more astonished:
“I didn’t expect that your True Martial Sect actually has some capable individuals?”
Originally, he had just come to see if the True Martial Hall was still the same, to quell his past resentments, and perhaps to try the final trial again. After all, the True Martial Hall was universally recognized as mysterious and ancient; no one knew when this lineage had been passed down.
He did not expect an unexpected gain. The fact that it could cause such a change in the True Martial Hall indicated that this person had gained a great deal.
Since that was the case, he might as well wait.
Perhaps there was a hope of peeking into the final trial.
With this thought, Chiyang Martial Saint’s heart grew eager. Compared to other old monsters, his foundation was quite shallow. If he could obtain something from the True Martial Hall, he would have enough competitiveness when the great opportunity arrived.
“I heard you have someone called Heavenly Sword True Person in your sect who is quite good? Did he come?” Chiyang Martial Saint asked nonchalantly.
Dragon Mountain Daoist replied woodenly:
“Senior Heavenly Sword’s whereabouts are erratic; this Daoist does not know.”
Chiyang Martial Saint clicked his tongue:
“I heard his Heavenly Sword technique is superb. How about this: you go and call him here. If he can satisfy this Saint, then today you will be allowed to leave, and your offense will not be pursued.”
Dragon Mountain Daoist’s pupils contracted, but he did not act.
Those who knew Heavenly Sword True Person’s identity had their pupils burning with anger. Ning Qi was still inside the mist, so where would they find another Heavenly Sword True Person? Moreover, the Chiyang Martial Saint before them clearly had malicious intentions. Even if they truly summoned Heavenly Sword True Person, what good would it do? It would only be more humiliation.
“Unwilling?” Chiyang Martial Saint narrowed his eyes, a dangerous aura gradually rising.
Dragon Mountain Daoist stood in front of everyone, enduring it alone.
Blood constantly flowed from the corner of his mouth. Under the immense pressure, he felt his limbs creaking under the unbearable strain, as if they would fall apart at any second.
He raised his head high, his eyes unyielding:
“If you wish to take our lives, then do so. A dignified Martial Saint bullying the weak, are you not afraid of being ridiculed by the world!”
Chiyang Martial Saint laughed.
“Still a tough bone? This is interesting. I’ve changed my mind. You’re not afraid of death, are you? In that case, I will make you watch as your disciples are wiped out like ants before your eyes.”
His words were light, but they were filled with a cold ruthlessness.
As the words fell.
A scarlet giant palm condensed in the air, descending with world-shattering power towards Dragon Mountain Daoist. It was like a giant facing an ant; they were not on the same level at all. Everyone respected the strength of a Martial Saint, while the True Martial Sect disciples felt a sense of despair.
However, everyone did not feel fear.
Looking at Dragon Mountain Daoist, who was constantly coughing blood, everyone only wished they were stronger.
“Old dog Chiyang, if there is a day in the future, I will slay you!” Ye Qinghe shouted coldly, her pupils turning blood-red.
“A mere ant dares to compete with the bright moon?” Chiyang Martial Saint scoffed.
The giant palm pressed down.
Everyone held their breath.
Dragon Mountain Daoist sighed softly, not expecting to fall just before the True Martial Sect’s rise. He had done his best, but alas, the gap was too vast.
At this moment.
A dragon’s roar echoed through the sky, making everyone’s souls tremble. They heard immense fury in the roar.
Everyone’s gaze subconsciously turned.
They saw a white True Dragon charging out from the mist, its might unparalleled, exuding a suffocating pressure. As the True Dragon descended, it summoned the wind and rain, overturning the sea. Warships swayed left and right, and the Heavenly Human Realm experts were all terrified. The True Dragon exhaled, and a white stream of light shot out. The scarlet giant palm that was suppressing the True Martial Sect disciples instantly shattered.
Roar!!
The True Dragon roared, and everyone was shocked.
But what attracted everyone’s attention was the young Daoist standing on the True Dragon’s head, clad in white, extraordinary and refined.
He remained silent, merely staring coldly at Chiyang Martial Saint, yet everyone inexplicably felt a bone-chilling cold, as if disaster was imminent.
Another Ancient Saint?
But some had already recognized the identity of the newcomer, their eyes full of disbelief.
If this was not the young Daoist from the True Martial Sect who had yet to appear, then who could it be?
The True Martial Sect disciples were extremely excited, trembling with anticipation. Dragon Mountain Daoist let out a long sigh, his eyes filled with relief. He was not afraid of death, only afraid that these disciples who were still growing would die with him, which would be too regrettable.
Dragon Mountain Daoist and Ye Qinghe, who knew Ning Qi’s identity, were relatively calm. The other third-generation disciples widened their eyes, excited and at the same time filled with shock:
“Ninth Martial Uncle is actually so powerful?”
Although they did not know Ning Qi’s exact age, they knew he was very, very young.
The next moment.
Chiyang Martial Saint answered their doubts.
“Which Daoist friend has descended?” Chiyang Martial Saint said with some uncertainty.
He sensed a similar aura on Ning Qi, clearly also an Ancient Saint revived to the present. However, for a moment, he couldn’t discern Ning Qi’s origins. From the aura of the white dragon beneath the young Daoist’s feet, he knew that the person before him had an extraordinary control over spiritual power, and someone with such ability could not be an unknown figure.
Ning Qi ignored him.
He rode the white dragon and landed in front of the True Martial Sect disciples. Seeing the bloodstains on Dragon Mountain Daoist’s robe and his weakened aura, the coldness in his eyes deepened.
He circulated the Gang Qi within his body, transforming it into vital energy, and infused it into Dragon Mountain Daoist. Like a dead tree coming back to life, Dragon Mountain Daoist’s condition recovered at a visible rate. Seeing such a technique, Chiyang Martial Saint’s pupils shrank again, and several names appeared in his mind, only to be rejected one by one.
“Daoist friend has quite the demeanor!” Chiyang Martial Saint snorted coldly, his gaze gradually becoming unfriendly.
Ning Qi still ignored him.
He turned to look at the others, and Ye Qinghe quickly recounted everything that had happened before.
Ning Qi listened.
His expression became even calmer.
Repeatedly ignored, Chiyang Martial Saint gradually lost his patience. He was, after all, an Ancient Saint of a region; even Great Yan Martial Saint treated him with courtesy. The reason he was being so polite was merely to avoid making enemies for no reason. But Ning Qi’s repeated disregard made him feel greatly humiliated.
“A person who hides his head and shows his tail…” Before he finished speaking.
Ning Qi attacked again.
He waved his hand, and several Heavenly Swords condensed in the air. As this signature ultimate move was unleashed, everyone was stunned. The identity of the young Daoist before them was about to be revealed.
Heavenly Sword True Person?!
But Heavenly Sword True Person was an old man on the verge of death, how could he be so young? Could this be his true identity?
Everyone was shocked.
Especially Luofu Sword Master, whose body couldn’t help but tremble. Heavenly Sword True Person had become his psychological shadow. Seeing him suddenly appear before him, he instinctively moved closer to Chiyang Martial Saint, but the next moment, his body trembled even more violently.
High in the sky, hundreds of Heavenly Swords split into three.
One locked onto Luofu Sword Master, one locked onto Black Fiend Saber Master, and one locked onto White Brow Ascetic.
In Ning Qi’s heart.
These three deserved to die.
The undisguised killing intent caused the faces of the three to change drastically, their eyes filled with terror. The terrifying and unparalleled sharpness made them completely lose their composure. Luofu Sword Master screamed:
“Martial Saint, save me!”
The other two also quickly moved towards Chiyang Martial Saint.
Chiyang Martial Saint’s expression became even more unsightly. He didn’t care about the lives of these three, but this action undoubtedly showed complete disregard for him, and that condescension infuriated him.
“How dare you! I want to see who exactly you are!”
He stepped out from the golden chariot, extended a finger, and a Great Sun Compass instantly appeared before his chest, adorned with numerous mysterious patterns that dazzled the eye, seemingly engraved with exotic beasts.
The compass slowly spun, its hum resonating through the sky, causing everyone’s hearts to palpate. It finally locked onto a bird-like exotic beast.
The next instant.
The firelight surged, accompanied by a sharp whistle, and a Golden Crow appeared from within the compass.
The Golden Crow appeared, and the temperature rose sharply. The seawater instantly evaporated, creating a massive pit, which was spectacular. Three True Fires were spewed from the Golden Crow’s mouth, blocking the Heavenly Sword from three directions.
If Ning Qi wanted to kill, he absolutely had to save!
Everyone’s breathing stopped.
Two ancient saints are in a confrontation; they only feel their scalps tingle, and with one wrong move, they would suffer undeserved disaster.
Ning Qi’s expression was as calm as an ancient well.
He stood in the void, his White True Dragon roaring and attacking, churning clouds and overturning rain. Streams of water columns shot up into the sky, transforming into a cage to trap the true fire. Ning Qi circulated the profound Lesser True Martial Seal, which had the effect of suppressing space. The originally ferocious Golden Crow True Fire was immediately obstructed.
Chiyang Martial Saint’s face changed greatly. It was too late for him to change his move, and he could only watch helplessly as those heavenly swords suppressed him.
Rumbling!
The strength of the three Heavenly Human Ranking experts was indeed formidable, but it paled in comparison to Ning Qi.
In front of the Heavenly Sword, he didn’t have the slightest power to fight back.
Heavenly Sword washes the ground.
Countless people lost their voices, only able to stare blankly at this scene as the ocean overturned, and even the seabed was exposed.
After everything had calmed down.
Where were the figures of Luofu Sword Master and the other two?
Not even the dregs remained.
Everyone felt an involuntary shiver, and their gazes towards the young Daoist were filled with deep reverence.
This Heavenly Sword True Person… such immense killing intent!
Indeed, it is better to meet than to hear of someone.
The Chiyang Martial Saint’s furious roar shattered the silence:
“Good! Very good! It seems you truly intend to burn the bridges. No matter who you are or where you come from, if you don’t leave something behind today, others will think my Chiyang is weak and easily bullied in the future!”
His face was as dark as if water were about to drip from it. The compass on his chest began to spin rapidly, and strands of golden-red light fully erupted.
Originally, he was just acting out of pique, but now, it was a battle for dignity.
A great sun floated in the sky, the golden crow spread its wings, becoming even fiercer. The terrifying temperature made even Heavenly Human Realm martial artists sweat profusely, while the other martial artists felt their mouths dry, as if their vitality would be extinguished in the next second. If they were any closer, they would instantly turn into dried corpses, or even become dust.
The seawater was evaporated into white mist, the white mist was burned away, the entire sea surface was constantly dropping, and the surrounding seawater could not rush in. A terrifying sea cave was formed where the two stood.
This scene was incredibly horrifying, and countless people were shocked by the Ancient Saint’s strength.
But Ning Qi was very calm.
“Those who insult my Master shall die.”
The faint words were filled with killing intent. The three just now were merely an appetizer; Chiyang Martial Saint was the source of everything.
The Chiyang Martial Saint before him was far inferior to Bai Shan Old Daoist and Savage Emperor. At best, he was at a similar level to Baoshu Buddha. Before, when he was at True Profound Mountain, he had already been unafraid of Baoshu Buddha. Now, after so much time, and through the process of experimenting with Blade Demon, his control over spiritual power had continuously improved, and his strength had grown even more. Naturally, he would fear the Chiyang Martial Saint even less.
The King Yu Bead vibrated, going all out. The white dragon scales shone brilliantly, and its dragon claws were bone-chilling, wanting to tear through the void.
The next moment.
The White Dragon then engaged in combat with the Golden Crow.
Dark cracks appeared and quickly dissipated at the site of the combat between the two spiritual power beasts, and waves of energy shook the sky, causing the surrounding heaven and earth power to become chaotic.
“This is an Ancient Saint who once appeared on True Profound Mountain. I didn’t expect him to be someone from the True Martial Sect! He is also Heavenly Sword True Person. No wonder the True Martial Sect could rise so quickly; it turns out they have an Ancient Saint as their foundation!”
Someone recognized that Ning Qi had made a move on True Profound Mountain before, and exclaimed in shock.
They saw.
The White Dragon was clearly superior, brutally beating down the Golden Crow. If not for the Great Sun Compass continuously supplying spiritual power, the Golden Crow would have already shown signs of decline.
But even so, it’s obvious at a glance who is superior and who is inferior.
Chiyang Martial Saint’s expression turned grim. Suddenly, as if recalling something, he exclaimed in anger and surprise:
“Who are you? If you are an Ancient Saint, you cannot enter the True Martial Hall. Who are you?!”
He had a terrible guess in his heart, but he also felt it was inconceivable.
Ning Qi just smiled calmly:
“A frog in a well.”
The Chiyang Martial Saint’s face turned even redder. This mockery made him extremely uncomfortable, and he couldn’t help but wonder if there really was some hidden secret he didn’t know.
Ning Qi formed a hand seal.
The spiritual power changed unpredictably.
The so-called White Dragon and Golden Crow were merely superficial manifestations; the deepest confrontation was between their control over spiritual power.
Now that he had a clear understanding of the Chiyang Martial Saint’s foundation, he no longer held back.
Ning Qi’s eyes were icy. Chiyang Martial Saint had insulted his Master, and deserved to die!
Even if I can’t kill him now, I must remember this debt and make him pay a sufficient price.
The aura within his body churned.
Ning Qi’s strength never solely came from the King Yu Bead.
If we disregard those Martial Saint Secret Treasures, his Main Body’s strength is far more terrifying than an Ancient Saint at this current stage!
The Heavenly Human Bridge operates, and the Three Flowers Gathering at the Apex.
Heaven and Earth Power converged, disregarding the chaotic environment.
Then, under everyone’s shocked gaze.
One by one, Heavenly Swords condensed into form. Compared to before, the current formation was far more terrifying. The Heavenly Swords were as numerous as stars, densely scattered throughout the void. The boundless aura of sharpness caused even Chi Yang Martial Saint’s eyes to widen in disbelief.
How could he not see that this was the explosive power purely displayed by the power of heaven and earth.
Ning Qi’s gaze was calm and ice-cold.
“Myriad Swords Return to Origin!”
