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Yi Huawei's five fingers gripping Ning Daoqi's right wrist remained motionless, as if the spiraling true energy capable of tearing through steel was merely a gentle breeze. Facing the sharp finger strike aimed at his brow, he merely tilted his head slightly.

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The condensed wind from his finger brushed past Yi Huawei's temple, silently piercing a thick palace pillar behind him with a hole the size of a finger, the edge as smooth as a mirror!
At the same time, Yi Huawei's free left hand moved. With a single finger, the movement was simple and unadorned, seemingly slow, yet it struck first, precisely targeting the open space under Ning Daoqi's ribs exposed as he unleashed his power! No light shone from his fingertip, only a chilling silence that seemed capable of annihilating everything!

Ning Daoqi's pupils constricted sharply! A strong sense of crisis washed over him like ice water! Without hesitation, his body snapped backward as if boneless, narrowly avoiding the seemingly ordinary yet chilling finger strike! The sharp wind from the fingertip tore a hole in his wide Taoist robe!
The two got together briefly and then broke up!

Ning Daoqi retreated several feet, landing on a pristine bluestone slab. His breathing was slightly rapid, the flush on his face had faded, and his eyes were extremely grave, even tinged with horror. In that lightning-fast exchange, he had already used the essence of freehand techniques, yet he was completely restrained. It was as if every change in his moves and the application of his power were under the discerning eye of his opponent! His opponent's strength was unfathomable, and even more terrifying was the control over the essence of power, which was beyond his comprehension!
Yi Huawei remained standing in the same spot, even the bluestone slab beneath his feet was intact. He slowly withdrew his hands, tucking them back into his sleeves, as if he had merely brushed away a speck of dust. His gaze calmly fell upon Ning Daoqi, whose breathing was slightly disordered.

"Want to continue?"

A hoarse voice rang out, flat and emotionless.

Ning Daoqi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging blood and the turmoil in his heart. He slowly straightened up, the solemnity on his face transforming into an unprecedented reverence. He slowly raised his hands, forming a profound and ancient Dao seal in front of his chest. As the Dao seal was completed, his entire aura suddenly changed!

It was no longer the harmonious and natural state of the past, but a chilling and oppressive atmosphere! A kind of awe-inspiring majesty, as if it were acting on behalf of Heaven to punish!

Behind him, the air distorted violently, and three indistinct yet distinct illusory figures seemed to emerge! One was serene and inactive, one fierce and domineering, and one unpredictable! The three figures intertwined, forming a mysterious array that protected Ning Daoqi, causing his aura to surge, almost drawing upon the entire天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) of the entire Emperor's Peak! A gale suddenly arose, whipping up a flurry of snow and forming a violent tornado around him!

[One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones]!
Ning Daoqi had unleashed his most treasured technique! His hands remained in the Dao seals, his feet moved in a powerful stance, and his figure transformed once more into a streak of light, carrying the power of three imposing phantoms behind him. With overwhelming force, he charged towards Yi Huawei! This time, there was no more probing, no more holding back; it was a supreme strike, condensing his life's cultivation and drawing upon the might of heaven and earth! He was determined to finish the job in one fell swoop!
Yi Huawei finally raised his eyelids slightly. Faced with this terrifying attack that would make any grandmaster in the world tremble, his eyes remained completely calm. Only at the moment when the figure containing world-destroying power was about to strike him did he take a small step forward.

Just a small step.

Then, he slowly and unremarkably pushed out a palm towards the three imposing phantoms rushing towards him, and Ning Daoqi, whose aura was overwhelming at the center of the phantoms.

There was no howling wind, no dazzling light.

There is only one kind of "stillness" that is pure to the extreme.

A kind of stillness that forcibly freezes and suppresses the surrounding raging energy, the raging wind and snow, and even the space itself!
That hand seemed to have become the only fulcrum in the world.

Boom——! ! !
This time, it was a truly earth-shattering explosion!

Like a thunderclap from the heavens exploding atop Emperor's Peak! The violent energy, like a tangible tsunami, swept wildly in all directions! The bluestone slabs of the entire plaza were torn apart and shattered like pieces of paper! The heavy doors of the side hall shattered inwards with a deafening roar! The roof tiles fell like leaves swept by a gale! The distant cliffs echoed with a thunderous roar!

Amidst the swirling snow and dust, a gray figure flew backward like a kite with a broken string—it was Ning Daoqi!

While still in mid-air, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood! The blood splattered on the pale snow, a horrifying sight! The three imposing figures behind him had vanished without a trace, his wide Taoist robe torn in several places, stained with dust and blood. He barely managed to steady himself and land, staggering back seven or eight steps, each step leaving a deep footprint on the broken bluestone slabs. Finally, with a thud, he knelt on one knee, using his hand to support himself and barely managing not to fall. His hair was disheveled, his face ashen, and his breath weak; where was the air of a great Taoist master? Only his eyes remained fixed on the dust-filled center of the plaza, filled with disbelief and... a trace of bewilderment.

The smoke slowly dispersed.

Yi Huawei remained standing in the same spot, his posture unchanged. The bluestone slab beneath his feet was perfectly intact, forming an eerie circular sanctuary. His gray cotton robe was still spotless, without a speck of dust. He slowly withdrew his outstretched hand, tucking it back into his sleeve, as if the earth-shattering strike he had just delivered had nothing to do with him.

Only from the depths of the thick, leaden clouds that had gathered in the sky, came a thunderclap that was more muffled and clearer than yesterday's! A purple-gold lightning bolt flashed through the clouds, carrying with it the wrath and warning of the heavens!

Yi Huawei looked up, glanced indifferently at the churning leaden clouds, then looked down at Ning Daoqi, who was kneeling on one knee, his breath weak. His hoarse voice broke the deathly silence:

"At this time tomorrow, I will see the He Shi Bi jade and the sword manual."

After saying that, he stopped looking at anyone, turned around, and slowly walked towards the broken side hall door.

The shattered door panels slid silently to the sides in front of him, as if pushed aside by an invisible force. His figure disappeared into the dimly lit hall, leaving behind only a mess in the square, a stunned Fan Qinghui, Ning Daoqi struggling to stand up, and the low rumble of thunder echoing on the mountaintop like an apocalyptic omen.

………………

Inside the side hall, broken door panels lay scattered on the floor, and a cold wind blew in through the doorway, stirring up dust and fine snowflakes. Yi Huawei sat cross-legged on the only intact futon, his eyes closed, his aura as deep and still as an abyss.

He slowly raised his right hand and laid it out in front of his knee. The hand that had just effortlessly defeated Ning Daoqi now bore a tiny, almost invisible crack in its palm! The crack was charred black, not an external injury, but a crack that had split open from the inside, as if it had endured an unbearable strain. A faint, destructive purplish-gold bolt of lightning flickered briefly at the edge of the crack, then vanished.

"The rejection from this world, coupled with the forced use of true essence to suppress Ning Daoqi's 'One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones,' has indeed aggravated the backlash..." Yi Huawei's heart remained calm, having anticipated this outcome. Physical repair was merely the foundation; to wield power beyond his limits in this strictly governed and hostile world inevitably came at a price. He circulated the "Longevity Technique," his purple-gold true essence slowly repairing the subtle yet troublesome Dao injury in his palm. Each flow of true essence was accompanied by a subtle, soul-burning sting—the erosion of the residual power of this world's rules.

Nothing was said that night, except for the howling wind outside the window and the faint humming of true energy flowing inside the hall.

The next morning.

Fan Qinghui walked slowly into the side hall alone. Her face was still pale, and the shock from yesterday's earth-shattering attack lingered in her eyes, but there was more of a solemnity in them. In her hands she held a long, rectangular sandalwood box and a jade box about a foot square.

Without a word, she walked straight to Yi Huawei and stopped three steps away. Her gaze swept over his still closed eyes and the thin gray cotton robe in the cold wind, finally settling on his right hand, which was spread out on his knee—the tiny charred crack was clearly visible to a master like her.

A complex, indescribable emotion flickered in Fan Qinghui's eyes. Even someone as powerful as Senior Brother Ning Daoqi, with his full force, could only leave such a tiny scar on this person's palm? This was beyond human capability.

"This is the Cihang Sword Manual in my collection."

She placed the sandalwood box on the ground in front of Yi Huawei, her voice slightly hoarse. "This is the He Shi Bi jade."

The jade box was gently placed down.

Having said that, she turned and left without lingering, her steps much heavier than when she arrived. She was too ashamed and too weak to make any further negotiations.

The glory of Jingzhai, spanning a thousand years, has been dimmed by yesterday's blow. At this moment, she only hopes that this demonic man before her will keep his promise, obtain the item, and leave as soon as possible.

Only after Fan Qinghui's presence had completely vanished outside the hall did Yi Huawei slowly open his eyes. His gaze calmly swept over the sandalwood box on the ground, finally settling on the jade box, which was about a foot square.

He reached out, his fingertips touching the cool surface of the jade box. The touch was smooth and warm, yet it exuded an indescribable, strange energy fluctuation. He didn't rush to open it, but instead activated his dormant senses, like the most precise probe, meticulously scanning the inside and outside of the jade box.

"What an exquisite natural energy field..."

Yi Huawei's heart stirred slightly. The jade box itself was made of superior material, but what was even more astonishing was the power contained within. It was neither the internal energy cultivated by martial artists nor the primordial energy of heaven and earth absorbed by the "Longevity Manual." It was more like a strange crystallization formed by the natural sedimentation and nurturing of mountains and rivers, dragon veins, and some extremely pure "spiritual" origin over a long period of time. This power was vast, immense, and ancient, yet it also carried an elusive dynamism and majesty, as if it contained fragments of the will of this land.

Gently lift the lid of the jade box.

It wasn't as dazzling as I'd imagined. Inside the box, lined with dark velvet, lay an ancient jade seal lying quietly in the center. The jade wasn't flawless; one corner was inlaid with gold to fill in the gap. Its shape was simple and heavy, with a knob adorned with five intertwined dragons, the carving bold and powerful, carrying an ancient aura. The seal face was engraved with eight ancient insect-and-bird seal characters—"By the Mandate of Heaven, May Your Life Be Long and Prosperous."

This is the Imperial Seal of the State, also known as the He Shi Bi.

At this moment, it lay quietly in the box, its entire body radiating a warm and restrained luminous white light. That light was not constant, but rather seemed to have a life of its own, flickering and changing extremely slowly, like breathing.

In Yi Huawei's perception, this jade seal was like a living, enormous energy core! An invisible force field rippled outwards from it like waves, distorting the surrounding light, air currents, and even space itself. The originally biting cold in the hall was dispelled by a warm and neutral energy as one approached the jade seal.

Even more strangely, when Yi Huawei's gaze fell upon the seal, an indescribable sense of heaviness suddenly descended! It was as if an invisible gaze pierced through layers of void, descending from the heavens, carrying scrutiny, majesty, and a trace of... indifferent rejection! This feeling was of the same origin as the rejection force he had experienced in this world since his transmigration, but it was more concentrated and more direct! The He Shi Bi seemed to have some mysterious connection with the "Heavenly Dao" of this world!
interesting……

A fleeting glint of purple-gold light flashed in Yi Huawei's eyes. The unique nature of the energy contained in this jade seal far exceeded his previous expectations. It was not pure primordial energy, but a complex mixture of multiple attributes, including "earth veins," "luck," "faith," and "the mark of the Heavenly Dao." This energy structure was extremely stable, naturally formed, and almost impossible to be forcibly broken down or absorbed by external forces. If an ordinary martial artist approached, their mind would be overwhelmed by the immense luck and majesty of the Heavenly Dao it contained, resulting in either disordered true energy or severe mental damage. This was why Cihang Jingzhai revered it as a deity, daring only to worship it and not to act rashly.

But Yi Huawei is different.

His "Longevity Manual" points directly to the origin of life, and its true essence possesses unparalleled inclusiveness and evolutionary potential. His purpose in coming here is not to absorb the energy of this jade seal (that is almost impossible and not worth the effort), but to analyze its structure, understand its connection with the rules of this world, and even... attempt to draw upon a trace of its power to neutralize or paralyze the omnipresent rejection of the Heavenly Dao!

Without further hesitation, he extended his right hand, fingers spread, and slowly and firmly placed it over the He Shi Bi jade. The fine, charred crack in his palm was directly aligned with the center of the jade seal.

Om-!
The moment his palm pressed down, the originally warm and restrained He Shi Bi suddenly burst forth with a dazzling white light! The entire side hall was illuminated as if it were daytime! A vast, majestic, and terrifying energy, carrying the awe-inspiring power of heaven, was like a sleeping dragon being awakened, violently surging out!

Yi Huawei's palm was the first to be hit! The tiny charred crack in his palm was instantly torn apart and widened! The purple-gold lightning collided and annihilated violently with the incandescent energy erupting from the jade seal, producing a teeth-grinding sizzling sound! An unimaginable, enormous repulsive force, mixed with the crushing will of the Heavenly Dao's majesty, surged wildly into his body along his arm!

(End of this chapter)