This martial saint's health bar is too thick

Chapter 689 A Battle Between Ancient and Modern Times
Above the sky, the gale is like a knife, and the flowing clouds are like wisps of cotton.

The radiance, imbued with the might of humanity, tore through the sky like a bolt of lightning that split the heavens and the earth, slashing fiercely at the Martial Ancestor's majestic body!

"Tsk-!"

The dull thud of flesh tearing apart was enough to make one's teeth ache. The Martial Ancestor's bronze chest was almost split in two, with a deep, bone-revealing wound that grotesquely turned outwards, and blood gushing out like a waterfall.

The muscles of the Martial Ancestor writhed and twisted wildly like living things, and the granulation tissue at the edge of the wound grew at a visible speed, like thousands of tiny blood snakes rapidly weaving and stitching together.

However, in the blink of an eye, the shockingly huge wound had healed completely, leaving only a faint red mark, a testament to the danger that had just occurred.

Even though the Martial Ancestor's Martial Saint Body was not as strong as Wenren Zheng's, it was still far superior to that of an ordinary Martial Saint.

It's truly incredible that the damage to the Martial Saint's body could be restored at such a speed.

The Martial Ancestor's vitality is comparable to those ninth-grade exotic beasts that are as large as mountains, but his size is much smaller than that of exotic beasts, which makes his recovery speed far exceed that of those behemoths!

"what!"

Martial Ancestor suddenly swung his still numb left arm, and instead of showing any pain, his rugged face broke into a hearty, almost wild laugh:

"Have fun! Come again!"

Before he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and the void beneath his feet shattered with a resounding crash, as if glass had been struck by a giant hammer, instantly covered with spiderweb-like black cracks, and emitting a deafening explosion.

The figure of the Martial Ancestor disappeared into the spatial fragments.

In the next instant, he had traversed a distance of over a thousand meters, appearing before Li Fei with an overwhelming momentum.

The Martial Ancestor clenched his right fist and thrust it out fiercely. Wherever his fist struck, space twisted and collapsed. Seventeen completely different, yet equally violent and savage Daoist forces coiled around it, like the souls of seventeen roaring ferocious beasts.

The destructive black flames burned the void, the annihilating gray air corroded everything, and the frozen frost, the tearing gale, and the heavy mountain aura were all forcibly combined by a tyrannical will, forming a chaotic vortex in front of the fist, devouring light and emitting a terrifying pressure that made the world change color, directly blasting Li Fei's head!

As the first person in human history to master martial arts and reach the pinnacle, the Martial Ancestor could actually possess a Dao principle similar to that of the "Great Dao Master," and could continuously ascend to higher levels by leveraging the development of martial arts in the world.

But he didn't take that path back then.

One reason is that human martial arts were just beginning a thousand years ago, and their foundation was insufficient.

Secondly, a thousand years ago, humanity still had a great enemy to deal with.

Therefore, the Dao principle that the Martial Ancestor ultimately condensed was named—[Beast Devouring].

One can enhance their Dao power by consuming the source blood of a tenth-grade exotic beast.

The enhanced power of the Dao will have a singular characteristic, possessing only extremely strong destructive power, and will enhance the Martial Ancestor's physique and vitality, making his constitution more similar to that of a mythical beast.

Therefore, what appears to be a dozen different Dao principles are actually a dozen Dao principles that are imbued with the aura of different exotic beasts but share the same characteristics.

The Martial Ancestor possessed a total of seventeen Daoist powers, meaning he had once devoured seventeen tenth-grade exotic beasts!
He didn't kill all of these tenth-grade beasts; more than half of them were killed by his companions.

For example, in the illusion left by the Buddha, Li Fei saw that the Dao Ancestor gave the Martial Ancestor three portions of the source blood of a tenth-grade exotic beast at once.

Facing the Martial Ancestor's chaotic punch, powerful enough to shatter ten thousand mountains, Li Fei's eyes remained calm and deep, and the invisible domain of [Only I Have the Law] suddenly expanded.

A will that transcends all laws descended, and the seventeen strands of violent power entwined on the Martial Ancestor's fist were instantly wiped out by an invisible giant hand!
The black flames extinguished, the gray mist dissipated, and the frost melted, causing the power of the chaotic vortex to decrease sharply.

Instead of retreating, Li Fei advanced, meeting the attack with a punch of his own.

Boom——! ! !
The moment their fists collided, time seemed to freeze for a split second.

An indescribable, terrifying shockwave exploded out, like a world-destroying wheel, crushing across the sky and sweeping across the eight wastelands!
The thick sea of ​​clouds covering dozens of miles was instantly cleared, torn apart, and evaporated, causing the space to tremble violently and groan as if it could not bear the weight!

Dozens of deep, bone-revealing wounds were torn open on Wu Zu's bronze skin, and blood spurted out again.

He paid no attention, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, and his figure moved like a ghost!

Fist! Elbow! Knee! Leg! Shoulder! Back!
Every part of his body was transformed into the most lethal weapon. The Martial Ancestor's offensive was like a thousand raging waves, continuous and surging.

Space itself warped and distorted under his ferocious bombardment, emitting a groaning hum. Even though each strike was suppressed to only 60% of its power by the [Unique Law], he still tenaciously entangled Li Fei!
Ever since acquiring the [Unique Idol Technique], Li Fei has been eager to test the limits of his abilities—

How many Dao principles can be suppressed at the same time?
Now he finally got the answer from the Martial Ancestor.

While the Martial Ancestor possessed the power of seventeen Dao principles simultaneously, in terms of sheer quantity, he could not possibly be truly comparable to seventeen top-tier experts.

However, the "Only My Law" places more emphasis on the quantity of principles than the power of a single principle.

Facing an opponent like Martial Ancestor, Li Fei used the "Unique Method," which could suppress up to six Dao principles.

He and Wu Zu attacked each other head-on. Wu Zu couldn't break through his Hunyuan Sword Body, while he repeatedly injured Wu Zu, who only managed to hold on thanks to his super vitality and recovery speed.

"Your move is all-encompassing; the technique, the artistic conception, the power, and the variations all exceed my understanding of martial arts. Very good!"

Although the Martial Ancestor was beaten in a very bad way, he still praised him highly.

Compared to his constant stream of moves, Li Fei used the same move over and over again: "Ignorance of the Heavens".

This move is incredibly versatile and all-encompassing, enough to deal with any opponent and any situation!

The martial arts prowess displayed by this move, "Ignorance of the Heavens," made even the man who called himself the 'Ancestor of Martial Arts' feel inferior.

He was overjoyed!

A thousand years ago, when he successfully broke through to the pinnacle of martial arts, he proclaimed to the heavens and earth—

May the martial arts of the human race reach ever greater heights!
May all those who amaze future generations become saints!
"There are even better ones—"

Li Fei suddenly shouted.

He sensed genuine joy in the other person and wanted to show them the view from the highest point—

A dazzling golden light, like the rising sun, suddenly erupted from Li Fei's body, instantly enveloping the world within a radius of a thousand meters!

Amidst the golden light, the sun, moon, and stars revolve and perish, the vast rivers and mountains undulate and stretch for thousands of miles, majestic cities rise from the ground, and the phantoms of countless living beings appear, labor, and reproduce. A grand golden Dao domain descends upon the sky.

Martial Ancestor felt a sudden weight on his body, as if billions of tons of seawater were pressing down on him instantly.

The dozen or so Dao principles that were barely able to circulate on his body surface were now melting away one by one in this vast golden Dao domain, like remnants of ice thrown into a snowdrift under the scorching sun!

One after another, the phantom images of strange beasts appeared behind the Martial Ancestor, each letting out unwilling and painful howls, as if they were being smashed down by an invisible mountain peak, cracking inch by inch.

In the end, only two strands of the Daoist power of tenth-grade exotic beasts remained on the Martial Ancestor's body.

His massive body trembled violently, as if he were carrying a real star on his shoulders. His skin was covered in fine, cracked lines, constantly oozing blood; every subtle movement of his body was bearing an indescribable weight!

The number of Dao principles represents the strength of his physique and the vigor of his life force. After fifteen Dao principles were suppressed, he immediately became much weaker.

Martial Ancestor was not surprised but delighted: "Good! You actually know such methods!"

Li Fei was taken aback: "Oh?"

A dark, primordial aura emanated from the Martial Ancestor's body. This aura, somewhere between solidified black and boiling red, resembled a scab dried over millennia, within which colossal and ferocious phantoms of strange beasts surged and roared!
The halo slowly and steadily expanded within Li Fei's Dao Domain, quickly forming a blood-red sphere with a diameter exceeding one hundred meters.

This is the 'Desolate' Domain, created by the Martial Ancestor using the Daoist power of seventeen tenth-grade exotic beasts!

Li Fei's unique combination of magic and martial arts allows him to form a domain that enhances himself using the principles of the Dao.

Even Lin Tianyi couldn't do something like this.

But the Martial Ancestor accomplished this a thousand years ago!
"Indeed, he is uniquely endowed with the power of more than a dozen Dao principles at the same time, which makes him a natural choice for constructing a Dao Domain."

Li Fei thought to himself.

The golden Dao Domain and the blood-red 'Desolate' Domain collided violently in the sky like two ancient stars!
At the point of contact, space was torn apart like a fragile piece of silk, and irregular, deep, dark void cracks spread, twisted, and annihilated wildly.

The two completely different energies, gold and red, violently squeezed each other, erupting into a continuous, deafening rumble of thunder.

Modern people are challenging the ancients!
Dao Domain Shakes Dao Domain!
Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, sword light flashed and sword energy soared into the sky!
The duel between Ning Qingman and the swordsman was a pure contest of swordsmanship, and its scale was in no way inferior to the clash of Dao domains between Li Fei and the Martial Ancestor.

Thousands of sword lights, like a cascading Milky Way or a torrential downpour, crisscrossed, collided, and annihilated wildly in the void.

Each clash of swords produced a magnificent roar, like hundreds of bronze bells shattering simultaneously. The sound of metal striking metal pierced the sky, shaking people's souls!
The incomparably sharp sword energy shot out in all directions, cutting out long, thin, and dark cracks in the space that lingered for a long time.

The swordsman who fought Ning Qingman was naturally the man whom the Martial Ancestor called the Sword Ancestor a thousand years ago.

By now, Ning Qingman had realized that the seemingly ordinary iron sword in the Sword Ancestor's hand was actually the Dao principle of the opponent.

This was the first time Ning Qingman had seen the materialized Dao principles.

Only in this way can the sword in the opponent's hand remain undamaged in such a high-level confrontation.

"My principle is called—[Sword]."

While exchanging blows with Ning Qingman, the Sword Ancestor explained:
"All swords return to their origin; I can benefit from all power related to swords."

Just as Ning Qingman guessed, the opponent's Dao principles were indeed of the same type as those of the [Great Dao Leader].

The two have exchanged more than a thousand blows. Under the guidance of Ning Qingman, a swordswoman from a later generation, the Sword Ancestor's swordsmanship is rapidly improving at an unprecedented speed!
When Ning Qingman unleashed a 'Breaking Edge' imbued with pure sword intent, piercing straight through the core node of the Sword Ancestor's sword technique transition as if tearing through an invisible brocade, the iron sword formed from the Dao principles suddenly vanished before her eyes.

It did not truly disappear.

It's a kind of speed that transcends the limits of vision and even perception!
A pure sword light struck Ning Qingman precisely at the most crucial point in the flow of energy in her move.

The Sword Ancestor began to counter Ning Qingman's sword techniques!

Like a sharp needle piercing a tough water bag, Ning Qingman's condensed, almost tangible, azure sword light was forcefully punctured from within, and before its momentum could dissipate, it scattered and crumbled like a whirlwind.

An overwhelming force surged upwards from Ning Qingman's pointed fingertip.

She groaned and forcefully twisted her body to dissipate the immense force. A piece of her clothing on her right shoulder had silently torn, revealing her translucent skin underneath, from which a thin trail of blood slowly seeped.

From this moment on, the roles of offense and defense have reversed!

However, Ning Qingman still did not choose to switch from offense to defense.

Apart from the time she saved Li Fei in Cuiqing City, her swordsmanship career has always been about attacking, attacking without stopping!

The two attacked each other, quickly deciphering each other's deadly moves.

Ning Qingman was finding fewer and fewer 'gaps' with her [Sword Breakthrough] technique, and they were becoming increasingly difficult to seize.

However, her own swordsmanship revealed more and more flaws under the opponent's sword.

Sword marks began to appear on her body!

But Ning Qingman did not choose to back down.

Although she cannot rapidly increase her swordsmanship skills like the Sword Ancestor in the blink of an eye, the effectiveness of the [Sword Unraveling] Dao in targeting specific enemies will also improve over time.

The more familiar you are with your opponent's sword style, the flow of energy, and the changes in the principles, the stronger the killing power of [Sword Release] will be!

Both players are pushing each other's limits, it remains to be seen who can break through first.

"laugh!"

"laugh!"

The sharp sword energy left marks on the two of them from time to time.

On both the elegant blue robe and the simple gray robe, blooming flowers of blood were poignant and beautiful!
Shoulders, arms, ribs. Sword marks appeared on the two men's bodies, not fatal, but shocking.

Ning Qingman had significantly more scars than the Sword Ancestor.

At one point, the iron sword in the Sword Ancestor's hand disappeared from Ning Qingman's perception once again.

When that deadly edge reappeared, a terrifying killing intent, compressed to its extreme and so pure that it could not tolerate any impurities, suddenly erupted on the sword's edge!
It was as if the first sharp edge that cleaved through chaos at the beginning of time had been awakened, unleashing a ferocious nature that had been dormant for countless ages!
Ning Qingman's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of needles. The Dao of [Sword Unraveling] operated to its limit in a fraction of a second, finally capturing the 'gap' that was so tiny it was almost non-existent.

however--

My mind caught up, but my body couldn't!

This sword strike is the true essence of the Sword Ancestor's swordsmanship—

Extreme speed! Extreme killing intent!
"Pfft——!"

Blood suddenly appeared.

Ning Qingman's body trembled violently, and a deep, bone-revealing wound appeared on the left side of her snow-white neck!
Hot blood gushed out like a fountain.

At the critical moment of life and death, her right hand, with a sword-like finger pointing at an extreme speed, narrowly touched the side of the iron sword's blade.

"Ding--!"

A sharp, piercing screech.

It was this crucial finger strike that prevented the Sword Ancestor's deadly sword from striking completely, forcibly deflecting the sword's momentum by a hair's breadth.

Otherwise, Ning Qingman would have been decapitated by a single sword strike!
She stepped back to create some distance, her eyes filled with resentment.

Ultimately, it was the Sword Ancestor who first elevated his swordsmanship to the limit that the [Sword Unraveling] Dao principle could handle.

If Ning Qingman had practiced with any weapon other than swords, such as knives, spears, or halberds, the outcome might have been different.

Sword against sword, facing the Sword Ancestor who possesses the Way of the Sword.

Ultimately, it was just too difficult.

(End of this chapter)