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Chapter 443 One punch can split the heavens!

Chapter 443 One punch can split the heavens! (Please subscribe)

Let it settle.

Let it settle...

Amidst the echoing sounds, the Confucian and Taoist sage known as "Mengxi Jushi" laughed.

He didn't give Yunze a chance to refute him, and as soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling platinum light burst forth from his body.

Dazzlingly magnificent, supremely grand.

"My path ends here in the present moment!"

Amidst the wild laughter, Mengxi Jushi's bold words rang out, instantly suppressing Yunze's righteous aura.

Even the noble spirit of the phrase "Confucianism and Taoism are eternal, but end with me," which is placed at the very top of the Confucian and Taoist hierarchy, was suppressed by this layman Mengxi.

Yunze was naturally unwilling and gritted his teeth to fight back, but his Dao heart had been fluctuating earlier, and Mengxi Jushi had seized the opportunity to exploit his weakness. At this moment, he was inevitably powerless.

"The path of a junior will not stop here!"

"So what? So what? Millions of years from now, who will care about you? Who will respect you?"

The monk Mengxi laughed even more wildly and unrestrainedly, his figure hovering in the air, and he actually jumped to the top in one step, surpassing the phrase "Confucianism and Taoism for eternity".

Even the phrase he wrote, "Not a single person," was placed at the very top of the inscriptions left by the sages of Confucianism and Taoism, from bottom to top.

"My way is unparalleled throughout history; what difficulty is there? What difficulty is there?"

"In ancient times, I was the strongest; in later generations, I will be the same!"

As he displayed such an unrestrained attitude, Yunze's expression changed drastically, not understanding why this scene was unfolding before his eyes.

The many powerful figures watching from the sidelines exchanged bewildered glances.

"This... the message on the Kanbian Gate can actually change position?"

"Unprecedented and unheard of."

"I wonder who this 'Mengxi Hermit' is? I've never heard of him before."

"He... should not be a modern person, but probably a Confucian or Taoist sage who was active in Taizhou Mountain before the extinction of the ancient times."

"But isn't this Tianpeng Secret Realm an ancient land?"

"You ask me? Who should I ask?"

Suddenly, a cacophony of voices filled the air, and people were buzzing with discussion, yet no one knew why.

All I could do was watch as that layman Mengxi leaped to the top, and as Yunze's handwriting ranked third among Confucian and Taoist texts, and watch him sigh with resentment and helplessness.

Within the crowd.

Looking at the laughing Confucian scholar, Chen Yi couldn't help but smile slightly and exclaimed in admiration:
"Confucianism and Taoism... should be like this."

Alang and the others nodded in agreement: "Indeed, this kind of Confucianism and Taoism focuses only on the present, regardless of how brilliant the predecessors were or what the circumstances of the future are. This is what makes them most worthy of respect."

Qingfeng asked with a grin, "Then how many of you can be invincible in this world?"

Ah Lang and Jian Chi paused their smiles, exchanged a glance, and remained silent.

The two of them are far from being the best in the world; it's probably impossible for them to ever be so in this lifetime.

Chen Yi chuckled, "Sister Qingfeng, becoming the best in the world is not the goal. We cultivators should focus on ourselves. As long as we are stronger each day than the day before, we will eventually accumulate strength."

Upon hearing this, Qingfeng paused for a moment, then pondered and said, "What if one day you find that your cultivation level, techniques, and supernatural abilities have all stagnated?"

"Naturally, it's about improving other things."

"for example?"

"For example, there are always some things that are new to me, such as playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, fishing, etc., which can be improved upon."

Qingfeng was stunned for a moment. "No wonder my second senior brother sometimes fishes on the mountain. It turns out he has nowhere else to go."

"..."

Zhao Tianhe suppressed the urge to turn around, pretending he hadn't heard anything, and let Qingfeng make up about him.

There's no way to improve fishing anymore.

I am clearly using fishing to temper my character.

If he can't even endure the hardship of fishing, how can he bear the loneliness of standing on the mountain peak?

Of course, Zhao Tianhe couldn't reason with Qingfeng about such profound and mysterious matters.

Upon hearing Qingfeng's words, the group couldn't help but laugh.

After laughing.

Looking at the somewhat dejected Yunze, Alang sighed, "The senior experts at the Kanbian Sect are so powerful that even Yunze can hardly surpass them. We really cannot underestimate these seniors."

Xiao Liu nodded, "The ancients were just ancient, not stupid. On the contrary, their wisdom was far greater than that of most cultivators in this world."

"Otherwise, why would so many cultivators be so eager for the inheritance of the ancient Daoist lineage?"

Qingfeng curled his lip and said, "With those people's talent, even if you put the ancient treasures and supernatural methods passed down in front of them, they would be powerless to inherit them. They would just be dreaming."

Sword Maniac nodded in agreement, saying, "Sister Qingfeng is right. Many powerful figures don't actually have much strength, yet they fantasize all day about standing atop Mount Taizhou. I don't understand it at all."

Qingfeng glanced at him sideways and asked with a smile, "So who was it back then who kept talking about challenging Yi-ge'er all the time? Now they're all silent?"

"...Sister Qingfeng, you really are..."

At that moment, the "Confucianism and Taoism for Eternity" inscription that had been pressed down by Layman Mengxi suddenly burst forth with a fluorescent light.

The radiance was not dazzling at all; in fact, it was dimmer than the comments at the very bottom of the Confucian and Taoist texts.

Strangely, after the radiance appeared, the laughter of Layman Mengxi, who was at the top of the line, stopped, and he looked down.

"Oh? You're coming out for some fresh air too?"

“Meng Xi, although your path has the power of creation, you are too stubborn and self-imposed limitations, which will ultimately confine you to this lifetime.”

An aged voice followed, and in the shadows, one could vaguely make out an old man dressed in a gray scholar's robe.

He looked down at the many Confucian scholars, cultivators, and powerful figures below with a gentle smile and nodded, as if greeting them.

Meng Xi looked down at him and said, "How my path is is not for you to judge. After all, you were already gone before me."

The old man smiled and shook his head: "I will not argue with you about who is better or worse, but only about who is superior."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fluorescent light on the sentence he had written flickered faintly twice before it returned to the top position.

The previously domineering Layman Mengxi was not surprised at all. When he came to second place, although he was somewhat unwilling, he did not have any intention of resisting. He seemed to be used to it all.

Just like Yunze below.

Even the recluse Mengxi had the mind to look at the many cultivators below, forcing a smile as he pointed to the old man and introduced him:

"This is the teacher of the White Horse Academy, the largest academy in the past. He has the ability to seize the creation of heaven and earth. Even if the heavenly soldiers and generals of the Dao Court came out together, and the Four Extreme True Lords arrived together, they could not defeat him."

"The Master, who single-handedly transformed Baima Academy into a sacred place of Confucianism and Taoism in that era, was a man of immense prestige and whom I admire most."

"Ha ha……"

The old man glanced at him, then his gaze fell on the many powerful figures below. After nodding in acknowledgment, he vanished.

The lay Buddhist Mengxi's smile froze for a moment, then he shut his mouth in a huff and disappeared from the spot where he had said those words.

At this point.

Yunze, from the Yuelu region, sighed and respectfully bowed to the seniors above.

"I am very grateful for your guidance, senior."

"Today, I, a student, have been presumptuous. I hope that my seniors and wise men will forgive me."

Before he could finish speaking, Yin Wuji, the "Linxian" on the left side of the Kanbian Gate, laughed.

"I wondered if Brother Yun had any ability to fight me, but now it seems you're nothing special!" Before Yun Ze could speak, the several Confucian and Taoist sages beside him coldly looked at him and said:

"You're speaking too soon. It's better to wait until you're at the pinnacle of martial arts before you start saying these things."

"I, Yin, will certainly not settle for third place like your Sage Yun. I would not even deign to take second place!"

Yin Wuji stood proudly beneath the Kanbian Gate, his gaze towards Yunze and the others carrying a hint of disdain.

Immediately, he stepped forward and stood beneath the inscriptions left by the divine intent of the martial arts.

"Since ancient times, there has been no second place in literature and no first place in martial arts. Although our predecessors are strong, we should know that there is always a higher mountain than the one above us."

As he spoke, Yin Wuji looked up at the densely packed characters above, clearly indicating that there were far more martial arts masters than Confucianists and Taoists.

He looked at the handwriting, at each name, and a slight smile appeared on his somewhat arrogant face.

It was as if I could see a moment in the future, or as if my fighting spirit was ignited by the divine intent of those martial arts.

His eyes, resolute and fearless, pointed straight upwards, landing on the highest point.

Immediately afterwards, Yin Wuji stood still with his feet slightly bent, but his back was straight and upright.

Then he clenched his right fist, and with a loud bang, he saw the sky of the Weak Water Realm suddenly crack open.

It was not an illusion, but a literal "crack in the sky".

The celestial rivers, large and small, that were originally scattered in the sky, were brought together by this change and merged directly along the "sky rift," forming a line that was more than ten feet long.

Fortunately, the water from the Heavenly River did not fall onto the Kanbian Gate. Instead, it seemed to be blocked by some barrier or formation, drawing a strange arc as it continued to fall into the Weak Water below.

When the many powerful figures witnessed this scene, their worries dissipated, and they were inevitably shocked by Yin Wuji's punch.

"As expected of someone hailed as a 'Near Immortal,' the power of this punch alone surpasses that of most cultivators present."

"It seems that 'Linxian's' cultivation level has only reached the seventh realm?"

"The realm of supernatural powers does not represent everything. This Yin Wuji, like Yun Ze before him, is a leading figure in his respective realm. His supernatural powers and knowledge far exceed our imagination. Even some powerful beings at the eighth or ninth level of supernatural powers may not be able to compare with him in terms of supernatural powers and divine will alone."

"It's also..."

"It's just unclear whether he can surpass the many senior martial arts masters in this Kanbian Sect. Otherwise, he might end up like Sage Yunze, ranking third, which would be quite laughable."

"Hehe, you're so arrogant. Anyone who doesn't know better would think you've already surpassed the two prodigies, 'Linxian' and 'Yunze'."

“Uh, no…”

Amidst the discussions, Yin Wuji's imposing aura coalesced in his right fist.

Furthermore, just as the previous powerful figures had said, his fist intent was not simply the way of fists, but rather a superposition of several supernatural powers and divine intents.

The domineering and fierce fist intent pressed down, and even some powerful beings at the eighth level of supernatural abilities had to temporarily avoid its edge. Therefore, most of the onlookers around at this moment took a few steps back to avoid being injured by the fist intent.

Chen Yi and the others didn't need to do anything; with Daoist masters Zhao Muzi and Zhao Tianhe standing in front to protect them, no amount of power could be directed at them.

Sword Maniac stared straight at Yin Wuji and subconsciously asked, "Brother Alang, how does this fist intent feel?"

Ah Lang glanced at him sideways and replied, "Just like when you saw Yi Ge'er demonstrate his swordsmanship."

"Forehead……"

Seeing that the sword fanatic Xu Pingtian was speechless after hearing this, Qingfeng and Xiaoliu'er both laughed.

"Sword fanatic, you really know how to bring up the most sensitive topics."

"Just asking."

Chen Yi ignored their laughter and chatter, his gaze remaining fixed on Yin Wuji.

He could tell that Yin Wuji's supernatural powers and divine intent were very strong. With the superposition of several supernatural powers and divine intents, he was comparable to a great master of the eighth level of supernatural powers.

Just like the Great Evolution Palm Divine Power cultivated by the White Mountain Ancestor of the human race, with the support of several other divine power methods, the power of the fist can reach the level of the eighth realm of divine power.

However, Yin Wuji was at most a bit stronger than Bai Chuanyang and the monk, but he did not reach the ninth level of supernatural powers.

However, Chen Yi knew that the power of the words on the Kanbian Gate was not simply a comparison of supernatural abilities, divine intent, or realm.

Just like Yunze before.

The cultivation and realm of Confucius and Layman Mengxi above him far surpassed his, but in terms of Confucianism and Taoism alone, Yunze was able to stand out among many sages and saints.

It represents not only his divine power and influence in Confucianism and Taoism, but also the achievements he can attain in the future.

In short—the capable rise, the weak fall!

At that moment, Yin Wuji's fist intent and power were fully accumulated, and without hesitation, he directly swung out his right hand.

In an instant.

A thunderous roar echoed through the Weak Water Realm, and a fierce wind rose, blowing in all directions from the Kanbian Gate as its center.

"With a single punch from Yin, the heavens can be cleaved!"

As Yin Wuji shouted, the divine power gathered in his right hand surged straight upwards like a hot knife through butter.

Everything he encountered along the way, whether it was writing on the walls, phantom images of his predecessors, or anything else, was shattered by his punch.

This caused a smooth groove to appear on the profound essence wall that contained the divine power of a thousand fist techniques.

Seeing this, Chen Yi shook his head inwardly: "It's hard to reach the summit."

It wasn't that Yin Wuji lacked understanding of the martial arts, nor that he lacked supernatural powers and intentions; rather, it was that he was too arrogant.

Even though he says "there is no second place in literature, but no first place in martial arts," when faced with such an opportunity, he still cares too much about the seniors who practice martial arts below the first place.

really.

When Yin Wuji's fist intent reached the first ten people, a burly man dressed in short clothes appeared and blocked his fist with his own fist technique.

"This path is blocked."

"roll!"

Yin Wuji didn't take him seriously and still shattered him with a single punch.

Then he saw a figure appear in the ninth sentence, a petite woman.

As soon as she appeared, she raised her palm and struck at Yin Wuji's fist intent.

How can the light of a grain of rice rival the brilliance of the moon?

There was a boom.

Then the woman's illusory figure vanished.

Then came the third figure, the fourth, the fifth... until the three sentences at the very top.

Yin Wuji then realized that his actions had been too domineering.

A faint sense of regret arose in my heart.

However, he quickly put these distracting thoughts behind him.