This martial saint's health bar is too thick

Chapter 699 The Peak Reached Again!

The fact that Qin Ziheng could swear so rudely shows the shock and anger he felt over Jing Heng's incident!
In the court's initial assessment, Jingheng's strength was at least one level weaker than at his peak.

Therefore, no matter where Jingheng appears tonight, he is doomed to die!

The result turned out to be what it is now.

Above Chicheng, the killing intent had become tangible.

Zuo Jun was always taciturn and was the first to clash with Jing Heng.

The moment they clashed, it was earth-shattering—

"Thus have I heard. At one time the Buddha was in the Trayastrimsa Heaven..."

Jingheng's deep and resonant Buddhist words echoed through the heavens, as if they came from the deepest hell, or perhaps from the highest heavens.

In an instant, a towering phantom of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva rose from the ground amidst boiling golden light!

Golden lotuses bloomed in layers beneath his feet, and a surging golden sea of ​​Buddhas instantly engulfed the entire Yuwen Mansion. The dazzling light of the Buddhas illuminated the night sky like a daytime furnace.

Zuo Jun was covered in white armor, and a golden dragon of fortune snaked out from the void, coiling around his body. The dragon's eyes opened and closed, exuding the majesty of the dynasty.

Qin Ziheng responded to his request and directly blessed the nation's destiny!

Zuo Jun drew his longsword, a golden dragon roaring with energy, which then disappeared into the blade. The sword lightly slashed towards Jing Heng's brow.

Without any imposing presence or overwhelming killing intent, this strike was as gentle as a friend offering a wine glass.

The blade's edge flashed by like the passing of time.

Flying light, flying light, let me offer you a cup of wine!

The moment the radiant staff of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva touched the blade, the crystal-like light on the staff visibly dimmed and peeled away.

The sound of shattering glass echoed in the void, and the compassionate face of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was covered with wrinkles, while his solemn robes weathered away inch by inch!
"So this is the kind of principle that Commander Zuo has cultivated."

Jingheng exclaimed in admiration.

Zuo Jun's Dao Principle—[Flying Light]!
I do not know the height of the blue sky or the thickness of the yellow earth.

The cold moon and warm sun, however, only bring suffering to human life!
【Feiguang】Does not harm the body, nor harm the heart.

What's being cut is human lifespan!
The True Lord's lifespan is already a hundred years shorter than that of the Martial Saint. Jing Heng has already lived for over a hundred years. If he were to be struck several times by Zuo Jun's [Flying Light], he would probably turn to ashes on the spot!

"Roar--"

A golden dragon of destiny roared, and the majestic spirit of the vast land unfolded behind it, with the collective power of hundreds of millions of people converging into supreme might.

With the power of the nation's destiny, Zuo Jun's blade, embodying the shadow of a golden dragon, forcefully cleaved through the boiling, viscous golden Buddhist domain before him. The blade's light, capable of cutting through time, finally landed on Jing Heng!
The blade flashed like moonlight across Jingheng's left shoulder.

There was no blood splattering, no wounds reopening, but the brocade robe on his left shoulder seemed to have undergone a century of vicissitudes in an instant, suddenly fading and turning white, becoming utterly dilapidated.

The flesh beneath the skin on his shoulders revealed a grayish, decaying texture reminiscent of withered wood and rotten stumps, spreading at an alarming rate toward his torso and limbs, like a golden Buddha statue rapidly weathering away!

Jingheng, however, remained completely unperturbed, his brows lowered and eyes drooping. The Buddha's words rang out again, his voice booming like a great bell:

"All forms are illusory..."

As soon as the words were spoken, a miracle occurred—

The spreading signs of decay receded rapidly like a tide, and the ashen flesh became plump and rosy again, while the withered skin shone with a jade-like luster.

Life and death, decay and prosperity, all completed a perfect cycle in him, as if time had turned back!

Zuo Jun's pupils contracted; the realm that Jing Heng displayed almost completely countered his [Flying Light]!
Of course, this is also related to the fact that his cultivation level is not strong enough.

"But why did his cultivation level rise instead of fall?"

Over the years, Zuo Jun has been guarding Lanling City and has often sparred and sought advice from Wenren Zheng and even Li Fei.

In his perception, Jingheng's combat power at this moment was not much weaker than Wenren Zheng's after he recovered from his injuries!

If it weren't for the support of the nation's fortunes, he probably wouldn't have lasted long before being defeated.

Zuo Jun intensified his offensive, his blade flashing like a net of time.

The entire city of Chicheng trembled violently under the clash of the two supreme beings. The ground cracked inch by inch like a spider web, houses collapsed with a roar, and bricks, stones and wooden beams were torn apart and swept into the air by an invisible force.

Above Chicheng, the torrents of time, swirling with the light of Buddha and the glint of swords, clashed violently, tearing the deep night sky in two distinct halves.

Half of it is a golden-red Buddhist flame that burns everything, and the other half is a pale river of blades that freezes time!
The city of Kuha, where the wind and snow howled, also became a battlefield.

Taiyu stood suspended in mid-air, his Taoist robe billowing like a battle flag. Behind him, the phantom of a great sun crushed the wind and snow, turning the cold night into day!
The power of the Great Sun Soaring Over the Sky enveloped the entire city, the heatwave distorted the air, and the snow on the ground instantly vaporized, exposing the scorched frozen soil.

Jingheng's white eyebrows were tinged with golden light, and the Buddha's words had begun.

hum-

As the wind and snow swirled, a majestic Mount Sumeru, formed from solid ice and Sanskrit inscriptions, rose from the ground and crashed headlong into the sun in the sky!
Ice and fire, extreme cold and extreme heat, two completely opposite forces, capable of destroying heaven and earth, collided violently.

The torrents of ice crystals and flames exploded like two raging dragons, sweeping across the entire city.

Taiyu's fist, like a falling star, carrying the supreme will to burn the eight wastelands and melt all things, slammed fiercely onto the hardest peak of the ice mountain.

Having withstood this earth-shattering punch, the majestic ice mountain trembled violently, and countless thick cracks spread wildly across its crystal-clear surface like lightning.

Broken ice shards mixed with molten golden Sanskrit characters crashed to the ground like a destructive meteor shower, scorching countless bottomless pits into the charred frozen earth and emitting a sizzling sound.

Jingheng's expression remained unchanged, but his hand gestures shifted, and the Buddha's words flowed.

The iceberg fragments that were about to collapse did not dissipate; instead, they transformed into billions of tiny ice crystals burning with golden Buddhist flames in the Buddha's light.

Each grain of sand is like a miniature Buddhist kingdom, reflecting the phantom images of Buddhas sitting cross-legged and chanting scriptures!

"Your cultivation level... how could it be?"

Taiyu showed a look of surprise.

He has overcome his inner tribulation, and the Taoist fortune is gradually recovering. Therefore, his cultivation level has improved compared to when he lost to the Heavenly King of Zhenhe.

Facing Jingheng, who have been on a downward spiral in recent years, it should have been a crushing defeat, but for a time they were unable to suppress their opponents.

"The Buddha's teachings are boundless, but the sect leader has become attached to appearances."

Jingheng smiled gently, holding a flower in his hand, his demeanor composed and at ease.

Taiyu snorted coldly, and the great sun behind him suddenly contracted, merging completely into his body.

His entire body transformed into pure gold and glass, crashing straight down towards Jingheng!
The tranquility of the small bridge over the flowing water and the gentle swaying of the willow branches was completely shattered.

Yu Hong was firmly protected by the invisible sword intent, and suddenly the three-inch flying sword shone with a dazzling light.

A thick, dragon-like golden national fortune flew out from the void and crashed into the sword!
Qin Ziheng has been on the throne for nearly ten years, and his control over the fate of the nation is now vastly different from what it used to be.

Now he can be distracted and simultaneously bless the nation's fortune on two battlefields.

He naturally chose Zuo Jun and Ji Yiheng, who were weaker.

Zheng——!
The flying sword moved.

It didn't thrust straight at Jingheng, but instead circled around him rapidly.

The sword moves incredibly fast, and with each circle, its power increases dramatically!
The waters of the canal in Lin Yuan City were drawn by the invisible sword energy, transforming into a hundred roaring water dragons that swept into the sword's path; the rooftops of the entire city trembled, and strands of the world's vital energy were forcibly stripped away, forming a visible milky-white torrent that flowed into the sword light.

Even the starlight and moonlight in the night sky were distorted and swallowed up, the sword's momentum like a snowball, devouring the energy of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!

Although a True Lord can cast spells and control magical artifacts from a distance, the maximum casting distance is normally tens of thousands of meters.

Ji Yiheng's swordsmanship is inherently about pursuing a longer casting distance. After breaking through to become a True Monarch, the Dao he condensed was named "Yitian".

A long sword is needed to reach the heavens!
The Dao of [Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber] allows Ji Yiheng to slay enemies from thousands of miles away by controlling his sword!
Normally, the farther a flying sword is from the body, the greater its power diminishes, but Ji Yiheng's case is the complete opposite.

[Yitian] allows his flying sword to "sweep up" and "devour" more and more of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the spiritual essence of mountains and rivers along its path the farther away from his body, and its power increases exponentially!
Therefore, Ji Yiheng, who was in Lanling City but whose flying sword was thousands of miles away, was at his strongest.

"A mind as strong as diamond can be destroyed by nothing."

Jingheng formed the Vajra Mudra with both hands, and his entire body transformed into dark golden glass, with countless intricate Diamond Sutra texts flowing across his surface.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—!
The flying sword, carrying the immense power of heaven and earth that could devour thousands of miles, struck Jingheng's glazed golden body repeatedly, like a comet crashing into the earth.

With each collision, the crystal-golden body burst forth with countless golden stars.

But no matter how the flying sword struck, Jing Heng remained unmoved.

The bluestone pavement crumbled into pieces, the stone arch bridge broke in half and plunged into the boiling canal, and the exquisite white-walled and black-tiled buildings on both banks collapsed in large sections as if they had been devoured by a giant beast!
Water vapor, smoke, gravel, and wood chips mixed with the shattered Buddha light and dissipated sword energy, forming a storm that blotted out the sky!
"Old man, are you deliberately trying to lure us into making a move, hoping to wipe us all out in one fell swoop?"

Ji Yiheng's voice came from the flying sword.

Since Jingheng is able to create three separate entities, each possessing formidable combat power, it seems that the fact that the opponent so easily exposed the location of his 'true body' makes it appear as if he is turning the tables on the Great Blue Dynasty.

If it weren't for the ambush of Jing Heng, Zuo Jun and Ji Yiheng would normally be stationed in Lanling City, while Tai Yu would be stationed in the Daluo Sect, both protected by powerful formations.

Even if Jingheng could defeat these people one-on-one, he wouldn't have a chance to kill them.

Only now, with Zuo Jun and Tai Yu both leaving the great formation, and Ji Yiheng's natal flying sword arriving before him from thousands of miles away, could this be achieved.

When Ji Yiheng told Qin Ziheng that the other party had reached a level of Buddhist mastery that only the Buddha himself had achieved in the past thousand years, a terrifying thought surfaced in Ji Yiheng's mind:

"Could it be that Jingheng intends to take advantage of tonight to wipe out all the top-tier combat forces left by the Great Blue Dynasty in the Eastern Continent?"

If he truly succeeds, Jingheng could easily stage another solo raid on the palace! "To slander me is to defame the Buddha; you shall fall into Avici Hell and be condemned to eternal damnation!"

Jingheng's "Buddha's Words" resounded with a cold and majestic authority that judged all living beings.

Above Lin Yuan City, terrifying images of the eighteen levels of hell appeared one by one!

Amidst mountains of knives and seas of fire, cauldrons of boiling oil and ice, tongues being ripped out and hearts being gouged out, countless vengeful ghosts and wronged spirits struggled and wailed, emitting mournful cries that could shatter one's soul.

Yu Hong, protected by the sword intent, looked nervous.

He was not afraid of death, but he feared that if Jingheng gained power, he would start another war in the Great Blue Dynasty.

"All rivers flow into the sea, the sword transforms into a dragon!"

Ji Yiheng's voice was resolute.

The flying sword emitted a dragon's roar that could pierce through gold and split rocks. The energy of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, the dissipated Buddhist light, and even the water vapor from the earth veins of Lin Yuan City that it devoured collapsed wildly in the sword light!
Finally, the golden dragon, which embodies the nation's destiny, is also incorporated into it.

A three-inch sword swelled into a magnificent azure dragon with flying scales and claws, and prominent horns!

The dragon's roar shook the nine netherworlds. Wherever the azure dragon of sword energy passed, mountains of knives crumbled, seas of fire were extinguished, and cauldrons of boiling oil overturned. The phantom images of layers of hell shattered one after another like fragile glass.

The dragon's might was overwhelming, cleansing the heavens and earth, and breaking through the eighteen levels of hell!
Upon seeing this, Jingheng slowly raised both palms, and a miniature Buddhist kingdom composed of countless rotating Sanskrit characters rapidly unfolded in his palms.

Within the Buddhist realm, heavenly dragons coil around to protect the Dharma, Arhats chant sutras, the Bodhi tree shines brightly, and the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss appears and disappears.

The azure dragon of sword energy, capable of destroying the heavens and the earth for thousands of miles, was forcibly incorporated into this Buddhist world.

The Azure Dragon charged left and right within the Buddhist kingdom, its roar shaking the heavens and its sword energy crisscrossing, yet it seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to break free from the shackles of this Buddhist kingdom for the time being.

"The sea of ​​suffering has no end, but when you turn back, you will reach the shore."

Jingheng's voice resonated in Ji Yiheng's mind.

"It will take some time for the Azure Frost Army to arrive. Before then, you are destined to die with your sword broken!"

"If you make a move against Qin Ziheng now, once the Great Blue Dynasty transforms into a Buddhist kingdom, I will grant you a supreme opportunity."

Ji Yiheng scoffed at these words, but felt an even greater chill in his heart.

Jingheng's words imply that he still wants to seize the fate of the Great Blue Dynasty and still has the means to 'usurp' it as before and transform it into a Buddhist kingdom!
"wishful thinking!"

Ji Yiheng shouted angrily.

Suddenly, the void behind Jingheng trembled, and another flying sword shot out from the void, aiming for his back!

Jing Heng let out a soft exclamation, and the glazed Buddhist light blocked the flying sword.

"No obscurity? That's not right."

In this world, besides Ji Yiheng, only the Wu Hui Zhenjun of the Yu Hua Sect can use the Dao of Flying Sword to its peak.

However, after fighting Ning Qingman at the foot of Mount Yu and witnessing Lin Tianyi's ascension, Wu Hui Zhenjun has been in seclusion on the mountain for many years and has never shown his face.

He was single-mindedly devoted to cultivating immortality and had no interest in worldly affairs.

It is absolutely impossible for them to interfere in the conflict between the Great Blue Dynasty and Jingheng.

Moreover, the swordsmanship of this sword is different from that of Wu Hui's [Sword Immortal].

Aside from Wu Hui, when has another True Lord emerged in the world who has reached the pinnacle through the Way of Flying Sword?
A name appeared in Jingheng's mind, and a figure stepped out of the void along with the flying sword, standing in front of him.

The newcomer was dressed in plain gray clothes, had dark skin, and an ordinary appearance, showing no signs of elegance.

But after tonight, the world will once again witness his unparalleled brilliance—

Best wishes to the owner of Tianyilou!
Following Lin Tianyi and Li Fei, he is the third person to reach the top by combining the methods of magic and martial arts!

"I've met senior."

Zhu Fenghua politely clasped her hands in a fist salute to Jing Heng.

When did you break through to that realm?

Jingheng's expression finally turned serious.

Zhu Fenghua had been at the top of the Heavenly Ranking for several years, and everyone was guessing when he would break through to the top. But no one expected that he had already quietly broken through!

"I just broke through to the next level six months ago."

Zhu Fenghua said calmly.

In terms of time, he broke through to the top faster than his master Lin Tianyi!

Jingheng: "I didn't notice a thing. It seems to be Li Fei's doing again."

Zhu Fenghua nodded: "When I broke through to the next realm, I used the concealment talisman he gave me."

The reason I agreed to Li Fei's request was that I deliberately concealed my breakthrough when I broke through the realm, did not publicize it afterward, and even showed up here tonight to help the Great Blue Dynasty.

It was to repay Li Fei's favor.

In any case, Lin Tianyi's eventual success in breaking through to ascension was thanks to Li Fei's help.

Lin Tianyi, as a way of repaying this kindness, left all his insights to Li Fei.

But as a disciple, Zhu Fenghua also had to repay the debt on behalf of her master.

Moreover, Zhu Fenghua's ability to break through to the next realm so quickly using the unity of magic and martial arts was also inseparable from Li Fei's guidance.

Over the years, Li Fei quietly visited Tianyi Building several times, and each time Zhu Fenghua benefited greatly from his visits.

Therefore, Zhu Fenghua was willing to cooperate.

Both Lin Tianyi and Li Fei broke through their cultivation levels by combining martial arts and magic, and they were already the number one in the world as soon as they broke through.

What kind of charm does Zhu Fenghua possess now?
"Tianyi Tower wishes you great success and welcomes your guidance, senior."

Zhu Fenghua bowed to Jingheng again.

Meanwhile, above Akagi.

Zuo Jun's overwhelming torrent of sword light ultimately retreated step by step in the face of Jing Heng's increasingly vast Buddhist light, showing signs of decline.

Hua Donghan stood amidst the devastated ruins, gazing anxiously at the summit battle high in the sky that would determine the lives of countless people. Her heart was pounding in her chest.

Suddenly, she felt something and abruptly turned her head to look at the top of a still intact, towering pavilion in the distance.

A slightly aged figure, yet exuding a powerful aura, appeared there silently at some point.

It was none other than the pillar of the Yuwen family—the patriarch Yuwen Chengxuan.

Yuwen Chengxuan's gaze also pierced through the night and landed on Hua Donghan.

Their gazes met briefly in the air. Yuwen Chengxuan's eyes were cold and complex before he looked away indifferently.

At this moment, Zuo Jun was suppressed by Jing Heng and unable to spare any attention. If Yuwen Chengxuan wanted to take Hua Donghan's life, it would be as easy as turning his hand.

However, the ancestor of the Yuwen family did not make a move. He simply stood atop the precarious building, like a silent stone statue, coldly waiting for the moment when the earth-shattering battle above would finally come to an end.

Boom——! ! !
A bolt of purplish-blue lightning, seemingly from the highest heavens and imbued with the power of divine punishment, tore through the sky without warning. Like a spear of divine retribution, it slammed down on Jing Heng's head with an aura of destruction!

The lightning was blocked by the Buddha's light, but it also caused the Buddha's light to fluctuate.

"【Nine Heavens Netherworld Thunder Technique】?!"

Jing Heng looked up, his expression changing slightly.

The Buddhist and Taoist sects have been fighting for so many years that they know each other's secret techniques by heart.

The Great Luo Sect's magic has always been renowned for its thunder magic, and the [Nine Heavens Cave Thunder Magic] is hailed as the strongest thunder magic in the world!
Qingxu was famous for this method back then, and had defeated many top experts.

Although he later proved to the world that his array formations and illusions were equally unparalleled, his mastery of thunder magic remained Qingxu's greatest pride.

The power of that lightning bolt was naturally far less than that of Qingxu back then, but it had already reached the pinnacle level.

The Great Luo Sect has gained another True Lord who cultivates thunder magic!
"Qingwei!"

Jingheng immediately guessed who it was.

In that 'struggle for crossing' back then, Wu Hui and Qi Lian Guan Shi successfully broke through to the next level.

Ji Yiheng of the Great Blue Dynasty, Jinglian of Pudu Temple, and Qingwei of the Great Luo Sect—these three possess prince-level combat power and need to hone their skills for a few more years before they can break through to the next level.

Later, Jinglian died in battle, and Ji Yiheng, relying on the rising national fortune of the Great Blue Dynasty, broke through the border first.

The fortune of the Great Luo Sect is also constantly rising. Even if Qingwei is slightly inferior to Ji Yiheng, he should be breaking through to the next realm soon.

However, like Zhu Fenghua, his breakthrough did not attract outside attention, and he did not publicize it afterward.

Jingheng was completely unaware of this beforehand.

Now, Qingwei has quietly appeared in the desert.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

Tonight's battle will see two more top-tier players joining the fray!
PS: This part of the story basically covers all the top-tier powerhouses that the book needed to introduce.
(End of this chapter)