The First Sage of Military Strategists

"Han Qing, in this lower realm, there is such a genius as you. Why not come with me to the upper realm? I can bestow upon you endless opportunities." The black-robed figure turned his face, obscuring his true features, but his voice was deep, and his eyes scrutinized Han Qing from head to toe.

Han Qing's gaze was also fixed on this dark figure. Even if it was a divine soul clone formed from a thought of magic, he dared not underestimate it.

Because the aura emanating from this clone was extremely profound, and it also had a kind of all-encompassing and all-embracing temperament, a temperament he had never heard of or seen before, as if I am the Dao of Heaven, capable of encompassing all things under heaven.

He didn't know what kind of experiences it took to cultivate such a demeanor.

However, even when facing such a terrifying figure, Han Qing felt no fear. He rose from humble beginnings and had seen many powerful enemies who were so strong that he had to look up to them. But as time went by, his strength grew stronger and stronger, and he surpassed and killed these powerful enemies one by one. Each time he surpassed them, it was a transformation of his state of mind.

The same was true at this moment. This phantom gave him the illusion of being as majestic as a mountain, insurmountable. But it was precisely because of this that a raging fire would ignite in his heart, making him full of fighting spirit.

"The Upper Realm calls itself the Immortal Realm, but I think it's nothing special." As he pondered, Han Qing suddenly said coldly.

"How dare you! Han Qing, you brat, you don't know your place! Don't think that just because you're the most powerful in this world, you're invincible. You must know that there are always people more powerful than you, and heavens beyond heavens. The upper realm is vast and boundless, and any top power can rule the lower realm. And standing before you is the leader of all the Dao, elected by countless powers in the upper realm. A genius like you is nothing more than an ant in the eyes of the Dao Ancestor!" Young Master Qiu roared in fury.

Upon hearing this, Han Qing understood. The illusory figure before him was actually the strongest being in the Upper Realm, similar to Emperor Yu, or even surpassing Emperor Yu.

He had previously learned that the Upper Realm was different from the Lower Realm; there was no such thing as a country there. Instead, there was a force called the Myriad Paths Alliance, which was an alliance formed by countless powerful forces and was also the highest center of power. This Dao Ancestor was obviously the leader of the Myriad Paths Alliance, whose status was above tens of millions of people. It was precisely because of this that he was able to possess such an amazing aura.

At this moment, the Dao Ancestor waved his hand, and Young Master Qiu, who was about to speak, obediently shut his mouth upon seeing this.

"Young friend Han's words are full of hostility towards us from the Upper Realm. I wonder why?"

"Under the Dao of Heaven, all beings are equal, including those in the Upper and Lower Realms. I have observed that the people of the Upper Realm have always been arrogant and looked down upon those of us in the Lower Realm as worthless. Do they deserve to call themselves immortals? Moreover, the Upper Realm has fallen into eternal night, its glory is gone, and it has long lost its splendor as an immortal realm. If you wish to cooperate with me with a respectful and friendly attitude, I might consider it," Han Qing said calmly.

Young Master Qiu sneered, thinking to himself, "People from the lower realms are like ants; how dare they be worthy of interacting with the Dao Ancestor on an equal footing?"

However, he didn't say it aloud, because the Dao Ancestor had just forbidden him from interrupting again, and he naturally dared not disobey.

The illusory figure said in a deep voice: "It seems you haven't realized the difference yet. You dominate the lower realm and have been invincible for a lifetime, but you don't know that in my eyes you are like a frog at the bottom of a well. You look up at the moon and think that the sky is only as big as the well opening. When you can jump out of this cage and look at the world again, you will realize that the universe is vast and there are people beyond people."

If I, in my very being, were to arrive, even with numerous treasures protecting you, you would have absolutely no chance of survival.

"Hahaha, what a ridiculous attempt to look at the moon from the bottom of a well! I don't care what your true form is, the Primordial Ancient Seal is a treasure of our realm, how could it fall into the hands of you extraterrestrials? There's no point in saying more, I'll just send you on your way!" Han Qing understood that there was no point in continuing the conversation. The arrogance of the people of the upper realm was ingrained in their bones. In their eyes, the people of the lower realm were nothing but ants and pigs, unworthy of respect, and could be manipulated however they pleased.

If the lower realm were to fall into the hands of a power in the upper realm, it would be an unprecedented catastrophe for all living beings in that world.

Therefore, no matter what, Han Qing would not allow such a thing to happen. He would use his fists to shatter all calamities and make the people of the upper realm understand that the people of the lower realm must never underestimate or despise them.

Therefore, saying more is useless; only a war can solve the problem.

In that instant, Han Qing struck first, unleashing a deadly move, the Boundless Heavenly Connection. Black energy gathered in the Boundless Stele in Han Qing's palm, suddenly transforming into a pillar of energy that shot forward at astonishing speed, directly approaching the Upper Realm Dao Ancestor.

The latter shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Then let me show you the difference between us. With just a wisp of your soul, I can suppress you!"

"This punch is called Annihilation of Destiny!"

He extended his right hand, suddenly clenched his fist, and a surging aura erupted from his body. He suddenly threw a punch forward, and a vast, long wind surged out, ethereal and elusive, difficult to discern. Wherever it passed, everything returned to emptiness.

The Boundless Heavenly Qi suddenly distorted and silently collapsed and dissipated in the air.

A strong sense of crisis suddenly rose in Han Qing's heart. He immediately took flight and dodged. The long wind grazed his body and missed, crashing into the ground below, causing a majestic mountain to collapse silently.

Han Qing thought to himself, "As expected of the Dao Ancestor of the Upper Realm, even I can't understand this punch. I just feel that there are all sorts of mysteries hidden in it, which can cause amazing damage in an instant."

However, this move was just a test; he did not use his full strength. He was now more confident in the strength of the Dao Ancestor's phantom and knew that it was not invincible. For a moment, he felt very confident.

He reached out and grabbed the Manglong Spear. He thrust it out in mid-air, pouring surging magical power into the spear. In an instant, a powerful force surged forth from the spearhead.

This time, he activated both the Boundless Monument and the True Spirit of the Void, raising the power of his spear to an extremely terrifying level.

The phantom raised its hand and threw another punch, still the Annihilation Fist, but this time it was ineffective.

The spear's edge pierced through the vast, long wind in an instant, and then approached the Dao Ancestor's illusory figure at an astonishing speed.

The latter let out a surprised sigh: "He does have some skill."

He suddenly raised his hand and tossed out an array diagram that flew out of his palm. It suddenly enlarged above his head, transforming into a magnificent scroll that slowly unfurled in the sky. Within the scroll, countless bolts of lightning flashed, radiating a profound pressure that gave people the feeling of a heavenly tribulation descending.

The next instant, thousands of bolts of lightning suddenly poured down, like a surging wave, rushing forward and impacting at high speed.

The spear light was suddenly swallowed up and submerged by the endless lightning, and continuously dissipated under the onslaught.

Han Qing immediately changed his move. In his palm, the small tree formed by the True Spirit of the Void suddenly shone with silver light. Under Han Qing's full power, the silver light surged forward like a tide, colliding with the thunder waves pouring down from the Thunder Diagram.

In an instant, the void was filled with explosions as the two forces collided and annihilated each other.

After a brief stalemate, Han Qing quickly gained the upper hand, his silver light surging forward like a tide, causing a large amount of lightning and crimson light to collapse.

Young Master Qiu's expression changed slightly. As the vast expanse of silver light descended from the sky, a strong sense of fear inexplicably rose within him. (End of Chapter)