The First Sage of Military Strategists

In addition, upon reaching the intermediate level of Martial Saint, he also gained another special ability: creating clones.

A cloud of blood mist separated from his body, changed and coalesced to form another Han Qing in an instant.

The two faced each other, and from their appearances and many other details, they could hardly see any difference. However, in terms of the strength of their auras, the real body was much stronger than the clone.

However, this is not a problem. Han Qing has the Heavenly Demon Blood Soul Pill within his body, which is equivalent to having a source of blood and energy that can provide an endless supply of blood and energy at any time, allowing his clone to become stronger at an astonishing speed.

Han Yi is stationed in the capital and can travel the world with his clones because he is a mid-level Martial Saint. Han Qing used to envy him, but now that he has the same ability, he is even more confident.

"Now, I should be able to fight Han Yi," Han Qingxin thought.

"Hmm, it's time to fully control the Boundless Monument." With another thought, a faint light appeared and swallowed him whole.

His figure flashed, and he appeared inside the Boundless Monument.

"Elder Ming, come out and greet me!" Han Qing's voice echoed within the Boundless Monument.

After a while, a figure appeared out of thin air. It was Elder Ming. The latter yawned and said irritably, "Young man, what are you shouting about? You're disturbing this old man."

"You, a spirit, still need to sleep?" Han Qing raised an eyebrow.

“Of course I need to. I need to hibernate and accumulate strength. What do you want from me? Hmm?” Elder Ming said, then suddenly let out a surprised sigh, “Damn it, less than three months have passed and you’ve already become a mid-level Martial Saint?”

Han Qing said slowly, "Elder Ming, now that I have complete control over the Boundless Monument, am I qualified?"

Seeing that Han Qing did not deny it, Elder Ming was very shocked.

"That's enough, that's enough. You're qualified." Elder Ming nodded repeatedly, but he was extremely shocked.

From ancient times to the present, he has had no fewer than twenty masters, almost all of whom were top experts of their time, but none of them could compare to Han Qing.

"The Boundless Stele is an unparalleled magical artifact. People say that the Nine Dragons Palace of the Imperial Heaven is the number one magical artifact of ancient times. What nonsense! How can it be as powerful as me? However, if you want to fully activate the Boundless Stele, you need to have a sufficiently strong body. You must be at least a Thousand Aperture Martial Saint. Otherwise, you risk exploding and dying. Now, you can try to activate the Boundless Stele. I will fully unleash its power," Elder Ming said solemnly.

Han Qing didn't hesitate. In a flash, he returned to the secret room and immediately activated his magic technique, mobilizing a large amount of magical power to pour into the Boundless Stele. The Boundless Stele in his palm emitted a bright light.

He immediately felt a heavy pressure pressing down on him, like a mountain. Even with his thousand orifices, he couldn't feel any relief; he was just being suppressed, and his whole body made a creaking sound.

A sudden realization dawned on Han Qing, and his understanding of the boundary markers deepened.

Elder Ming was not lying. To fully control the Boundless Monument, one must be able to accept the immense power surging within its body. This power can crush a person's body. If one's martial arts realm is not at the thousand-aperture level, it will be difficult to withstand. Forcing its use will at best result in mutual destruction.

After a while, Han Qing had completely absorbed the mysterious power surging from the Boundless Monument. This gave him the feeling of being assimilated by the Boundless Monument, as if it had become a part of his body, thus enabling him to use all of its abilities.

The first ability is to absorb and devour magical treasures, thereby strengthening itself and continuously increasing the power of the Boundless Monument, theoretically without any upper limit.

Therefore, Elder Ming wasn't bragging just now. Given enough time and resources, the Boundless Monument will definitely grow into the strongest treasure in the world.

The second ability is suppression, which allows the user to summon the ancient city of the inner world as a projection to suppress powerful enemies.

The third ability is called Boundless Heavenly Connection. This move is a trump card, possessing the terrifying power to severely injure or kill the leader of the Holy Land, but it will consume the power of the Boundless Monument's origin. It can be replenished by devouring other magical treasures.

Thus, the Boundless Monument was no longer just a storage magic item, but also possessed extremely strong combat power.

"My personal strength has greatly improved, and everything is ready. I'm just waiting for the Panlong Immortal Realm to open." Han Qing pondered for a moment, then got up and walked out of the secret room.

...

same moment.

In the far south, there lies a vast and boundless ocean. In a desolate and uninhabited unfamiliar sea area, a huge water whirlpool with a diameter of over a hundred feet slowly rotates. This is the Abyss, like the eye of the sea god, pitch black and deep, its destination unknown.

There are countless abysses like these, each connected to a small world, containing unknown dangers, and no one dares to venture in casually.

At this moment, in this small world connected deep within the abyss, Tan Yuanming and his two companions are trapped in a magic array within a valley. Black energy intertwines around them, forming a large net that confines the three of them, and their faces are quite gloomy.

Ma Meng held a sickle in his hand, raised his hand and slashed, cutting the large net in half, but in an instant, the cut healed quickly.

"Don't waste your energy. Hmph, this is the Heavenly Demon Soul-Locking Formation, which I, your ancestor, spent decades setting up specifically for refining demon servants. With the strength of the three of you, trying to break it is just a waste of your energy."

Suddenly, a deep and powerful voice came from outside. The speaker was none other than the Six Desires Demon Lord.

He was sitting cross-legged outside the magic circle, wearing a dark purple robe, his eyebrows and eyes were blood red, and he was playing with a string of white bone prayer beads in his hand. Upon closer inspection, each bead was a small skull.

Ma Meng's face turned pale as he activated the talisman. Although he had successfully escaped from Han Qing's grasp, he hadn't expected to fall into another trap.

The three landed here and were immediately trapped in this magic array.

The greatest function of this magic array is to refine demonic servants. If one opens their magic eye, one can see that wisps of black energy are constantly seeping into the three people's bodies from all directions.

These dark energies were eroding their souls and confusing their minds. Fortunately, all three were genius martial artists of this era with firm minds, so they managed to hold on for a month without being completely refined. However, if this continued, it was only a matter of time before they were refined.

Zhao Yueqiu said sternly, "Six Desires Demon Lord, we each have a powerful backer. I come from the Zhao family of the Great Yu Dynasty, Ma Meng comes from the imperial court, and Tan Yuanming comes from the Tan family. Moreover, we are all disciples of the Mohist school. If you dare to refine the three of us into demon servants, I think we are about to face a great calamity!"

At this point, Zhao Yueqiu had no other choice but to bring up the backgrounds of the three people in an attempt to intimidate the Six Desires Demon Lord.

Upon hearing this, the Six Desires Demon Lord let out a strange, dry laugh.

"I have survived since ancient times and have experienced all kinds of storms. Although that old ghost of the Mo family is strong, if I were at my peak, I would not take him seriously at all. As for the Zhao family and the Tan family, they are nothing but chickens and dogs. I don't care about them either."

"Yes, but you three are right. We need to refine you into demon servants as soon as possible to prevent anyone from causing trouble or causing unforeseen changes."

"Then let me show you my unique skill, the Six Desires Demonic Sound!"

"Heaven and earth have openings, the sea of ​​desire is boundless, sound gives rise to myriad forms, and the heart is imprisoned by a thousand shackles."

"Demon bones forge sound, delusions become symbols, open the gates of desire in the six senses, and ignite the karmic fire of the nine abysses."

...

Suddenly, the Six Desires Demon Lord began to mutter something. The three of them immediately closed their ears, trying to block out the demonic sound. However, this spell was clearly not that simple. Even with their ears sealed, they could still hear it clearly. The sound would suddenly appear in their minds.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can hold out. The Six Desires Demonic Sound can greatly stimulate the desires deep within a person's heart, accelerating the disintegration of their mind. Even if you are a martial arts prodigy, I, your ancestor, can still subdue you completely." The Six Desires Demon Lord sneered inwardly. "Not good, Brother Tan, Brother Zhao, I can't hold on much longer." Ma Meng was out of control, and a large number of erotic images appeared before his eyes.

Tan Yuanming suddenly activated a compass in his hand. In an instant, starlight fell, forming a protective shield that enveloped the three of them and kept the demonic sound out.

The chanting around the three of them immediately stopped, and Ma Meng breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Tan Yuanming shouted again, "Six Desires Demon Lord, do you really think you're above the law? Let me tell you, the Mo family has a treasure called the Heavenly Craft Workshop, and I bear the mark of the Heavenly Craft Workshop. Even if I'm in a small world, the connection between this mark and the Heavenly Craft Workshop will not be severed. Let's see how you escape then!"

"Heavenly Craft Workshop?" The Six Desires Demon Lord frowned. He didn't know much about this treasure because it was a magical artifact crafted by the founder of the Mohist school in the early Middle Ages. After being nurtured and strengthened by generations of Mohist cultivators, it had become incredibly powerful.

The Six Desires Demon Lord had been asleep since the Middle Ages, only awakening in the last hundred years. He had been hiding in the far south abyss, not daring to show himself, and his understanding of the outside world was limited.

"If what this kid says is true, I'm afraid we'll really be in trouble!"

"Then let's finish this quickly and refine the three of you as soon as possible!"

As the Six Desires Demon Lord pondered, he suddenly took out a small dark green bottle from his bosom and poured out the crimson water inside, turning it into a heavy rain that sprinkled onto the magic array.

In an instant, the black energy in the magic array became more than ten times denser, almost turning into a cotton-like gel, which frantically penetrated and eroded the bodies and souls of the three people.

"Oh no!" Ma Meng's expression changed drastically.

"Are we three going to die in this magic array today before we've even reached the pinnacle?" Tan Yuanming's face also showed a hint of despair.

Zhao Yueqiu gritted her teeth and said, "Even if we die, we cannot let this demon succeed. If any of the three of us loses his mind, the others must immediately kill him."

"it is good!"

Just then, a loud rumble came from the horizon, as someone forced their way into this small world from the entrance deep in the sea abyss.

"Who?"

The Six Desires Demon Lord's gaze sharpened as he saw a massive mechanical construct, shaped like a disc and hundreds of feet long, its entire body constructed from countless interlocking gears.

The moment it descended, it emitted a white light that enveloped the entire area and covered the magic array that had trapped Tan Yuanming and the other two.

Then the magic array suddenly twisted, accompanied by a strong fluctuation, and instantly shattered, turning into air currents and dissipating into nothingness.

The three were instantly freed, overjoyed, and took to the air.

"What kind of magical artifact is this? Such terrifying pressure!" Ma Meng stared intently at the strange magical artifact in the sky.

"This item is called the Heavenly Craft Workshop, and it is the most precious treasure of the Mohist school," Tan Yuanming explained.

At this moment, a figure stood in front of the workshop; it was Lin Motong.

Upon seeing him, Tan Yuanming immediately flew forward, bowed, and said, "Thank you for saving me, Lord Lin."

Lin Motong nodded slightly: "Six Desires Demon Lord, you hide in the far south abyss, do you really think no one can find you?"

The Demon Lord of Six Desires sneered, "Who do we have here? Just a little brat at the second level of Incense Offering, daring to flaunt his power in front of me? I think you're courting death."

"Then let me show you the power of Tiangongfang!" Lin Motong said calmly, but he was quite excited inside.

This was the first time he had taken control of the Heavenly Craft Workshop, the most powerful treasure of the Mo family, its foundation and its essence.

According to the rules, this treasure can only be controlled by the successive leaders of the Mohist school. It had been in the hands of the current leader before. This time, he was dealing with the Six Desires Demon Lord and had also advanced to the Incense Realm II, which met the most basic conditions for controlling the Heavenly Craft Workshop. Therefore, the current leader handed this item over to him.

"Master said that this magic weapon can severely injure or kill a cultivator at the third level of the Golden Body Realm. This Six Desires Demon Lord's strength is only at this level. I want to see just how strong he really is."

As Lin Motong pondered this, he activated the Heavenly Craft Workshop, remotely locking onto the aura of the Six Desires Demon Lord.

In an instant, a massive amount of white light converged and condensed above the Heavenly Craft Workshop, transforming into a dazzling, radiant sun.

"not good!"

The Six Desires Demon Lord's expression changed drastically. He had experienced countless life-and-death battles in his life and was extremely sensitive to danger.

Even before the Heavenly Craft Workshop truly erupted, he already felt a strong sense of life and death crisis, as if he were about to be wiped out and killed.

"go!"

He leaped into the air, transforming into a long rainbow as he soared into the sky.

The next instant, a beam of light suddenly descended from the great sun, directly engulfing the Six Desires Demon Lord.

At the point of impact, a blazing white sphere of light rapidly expanded, transforming into a storm that swept across all directions, turning the world into a vast expanse of white.

The three men's spiritual thoughts were not harmed, but they were burned. They felt dizzy and everything was distorted and deformed, and they were extremely horrified.

"How can this magic weapon be so powerful? It gives me a feeling of being unable to resist it, as if I will be burned to ashes in an instant, without even a trace of magic power remaining!" Tan Yuanming exclaimed.

Ma Meng struggled to steady himself, and only after a large part of the white mist dissipated did he slowly speak: "This is the number one treasure of the Mo family, and it is not used lightly. After being strengthened by generations of Mo family cultivators, its power will naturally be incredibly strong. I think even the number one treasure of ancient times, the Nine Dragons Palace of the Heavenly Emperor may not be able to surpass it."

"The Mohist school truly lives up to its reputation as a sacred martial arts institution with a long history. With such a treasure, no force can shake its position," Zhao Yueqiu added.

As they were talking, the three of them saw the vast expanse of light mist rapidly shrink, transforming into a cage-like sphere of light that hung in the sky, imprisoning the Six Desires Demon Lord inside.

The latter seemed to be roaring, but the sound couldn't travel; it was just a silent shout.

The light was like the hottest flame in the world, and the body of the Six Desires Demon Lord was being burned, turning into ashes at an extremely fast speed, just like firewood.

In the blink of an eye, the demon was refined into a cloud of black energy, completely collapsing and dissipating into the world.

"Dead?" Tan Yuanming was horrified. He sensed that the Six Desires Demon Lord should be a powerful figure at the second or third level of the Golden Body Realm. He might not be as good as the leaders of the major holy lands, but he was still an old monster who had lived for tens of thousands of years. His methods were unpredictable and he should not have been killed so easily.

"Too powerful," Zhao Yueqiu murmured, looking up at the Supreme Treasure Heavenly Craft Workshop, a surge of intense fear gripping his heart. (End of Chapter)