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Chapter 451 Heaven-Shattering Earth-Striking Technique
The sound wasn't loud; in fact, it was quite faint, yet it reached the ears of everyone in the camp clearly.

The moment the words were spoken, Gu Shaoan, Master Xuanmie, Zhu Houzhao, Wang Yizhao, and others all rushed out of their tents.

The moment Gu Shaoan and his companions emerged from the tent, they saw Master Dushan descending from the sky.

Zhu Houzhao asked, "How many people are there?"

Master Dushan clasped his hands together and spoke eloquently: “There are eighteen people in total, but judging from the aura of the two leaders, they should undoubtedly be at the Celestial Realm.”

Hearing that there were only a dozen or so people, Zhu Houzhao and his companions did not relax.

Although they seem to have the advantage in numbers this time, according to their deductions, those who can accompany Ba Shiba and Si Hanfei must be experts from the Great Yuan Dynasty.

It is far superior to the Thirty-Six Heavenly Generals and Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends, whose realms are merely those that have returned to the innate state.

Even if Zhu Houzhao and Wang Yizhao joined forces, facing more than a dozen martial artists who had reached the Qi Condensation stage, they might not be able to resolve the battle in a short time.

Zhu Houzhao said, "According to the plan, we will start our operation after they pass through the narrow pass and enter the camp."

As Zhu Houzhao spoke, the woman whose face was veiled by snow-white gauze, Shangguan Jin Hong, and the thirty-six Heavenly Generals and seventy-two Earthly Fiends all took out a pill and put it into their mouths.

The pill had been ingested for less than three breaths when Gu Shaoan noticed that the auras of Shangguan Jin Hong and the others had become extremely weak.

Even the Thirty-Six Heavenly Generals and the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends, who had returned to the Innate Realm, had their auras become barely perceptible.

This was even though Gu Shaoan was not far from them.

If the distance increases even slightly, even with Gu Shaoan's current five senses, it would probably be difficult to detect the aura emanating from the others.

Clearly, what they are taking now is the Breath-Concealing Pill that Ping Yizhi of the Sun Moon Sect refined when they went to Wudang Sect last year.

Zhu Houzhao looked at the woman behind him whose face was covered by a snow-white veil and said, "After we make our move, Mingyue Xin, you and Shangguan Jin Hong will take the Thirty-Six Heavenly Generals and the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends to the entrance of the First Line of Heaven. If anyone tries to escape, do your best to intercept and kill them with hidden weapons to buy time."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mingyue Xin and Shangguan Jin Hong led the thirty-six Heavenly Generals and seventy-two Earthly Fiends into several tents.

Gu Shaoan and the others, following their prior agreement, moved swiftly to the entrance of the camp and waited quietly.

Half an hour later, as Gu Shaoan and the others waited, the wind blowing out from the narrow passage seemed to have changed somewhat.

The next moment, from the shadows of the narrow passage, came the faintest footsteps, neither chaotic nor disorderly, landing with extremely light touches.

Then, several figures rushed out of the narrow valley, their movements swift and agile. As they swept over the rubble, they didn't stir up a speck of dust, leaving only a few fleeting wisps of energy in the wind.

The group of men at the head of the group wore gray-brown cloaks, their faces mostly hidden by the hoods, with only their eyes shining in the shadows, their calmness almost inhuman.

Gu Shaoan was all too familiar with the fluctuations of his inner energy.

The energy fluctuations emanating from him were strikingly similar to those he had when he first encountered the Demon Master Pang Ban.

At this point, the identity of the visitor was revealed.

Lengyan was the first disciple of the demonic master Pang Ban.

Behind Lengyan, the rest of the people were divided into two lines, with just the right spacing, so that they could look after each other without crowding at the valley entrance and being caught in one fell swoop.

However, Gu Shaoan's gaze did not linger on Leng Yan and the others for long.

After a quick glance, Gu Shaoan raised his gaze slightly and looked towards the mountain peak of the canyon.

In sight, two figures moved down the cliff. With each step they took, they avoided the loose rocks that could break apart, landing on solid rock. Their movements were so light that they were almost silent, yet they made the surrounding wind pause slightly.

The aura emanating from him was none other than the unique Qi Yuan fluctuations of the Celestial Realm.

Of the two, Bashiba wore a red kasaya, his face was fair with a rosy glow, and he had a handsome appearance with a kind of almost demonic masculine charm. His eyes shone with a sharp light that seemed to pierce into people's hearts. His forehead was broad, and as he moved with the wind, he had an otherworldly air about him.

Beside him stood Si Hanfei, an extremely tall man, no less imposing than Pang Ban. Dressed in a luxurious fur coat, with a golden crown binding his hair, his square face and thick, arched eyebrows gave him an imposing and intimidating presence.

In his hand, he also held a spear about twelve feet long, with a dark luster emanating from its tip.

It was also during the descent of Si Hanfei and Ba Shiba from the top of the valley that Ba Shiba and Si Hanfei seemed to sense something and looked up at the entrance of the camp.

When their gazes fell upon Gu Shaoan, Zhu Houzhao, Wang Yizhao, Xuanmie, and Dushan at the entrance of the camp, Bashiba and Sihanfei exchanged a glance, then continued their journey without slowing down until they landed on two of the tents inside the camp.

Before long, the few remaining martial artists who had reached the Qi Condensation stage from the canyon rushed into the camp and stood between the two tents of Si Hanfei and Ba Shiba, facing Gu Shaoan and the others from a distance.

After their gazes swept over Zhu Houzhao, Wang Yizhao, and the others, Si Hanfei, Ba Shiba, Leng Yan, and the others all lingered on Gu Shaoan, who was holding the Yitian Sword, for a moment before looking away.

Just then, as if he had sensed something, Gu Shaoan raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the top of the canyon.

A cold smile also appeared on his lips.

"They actually caught one."

A few breaths later, Si Hanfei said calmly, "The people of your Great Wei Kingdom are indeed bold. Even after that old codger Zhu Qiyang was killed and Tu Baichuan is dead, you still dare to come to the Great Yuan Kingdom on your own initiative."

In response to Si Hanfei's words, Zhu Houzhao said, "If the three top experts of the Great Yuan were to gather together, we might not dare to set out for the Great Yuan Kingdom given our circumstances. However, Meng Chixing is dead, and there are only two Celestial Realm warriors left in the Great Yuan Kingdom. In terms of the number of Celestial Realm warriors, you are not at an advantage."

As he spoke, Zhu Houzhao activated his own internal energy.

Wang Yizhao, Xuanmie, and Dushan also activated their own internal energy, and strands of heaven and earth power were drawn down from the sky to surround the four of them, revealing their identities as martial artists at the Celestial Realm.

Sensing the aura emanating from these individuals, the eyes of Leng Yan and the other seven martial artists from the Great Yuan Kingdom who had reached the Qi Condensation stage became more serious.

Only Ba Shiba and Si Hanfei remained calm.

After a slight pause, Si Hanfei sneered, "Since when has the strength of martial artists been determined by numbers?" Zhu Houzhao replied without changing his expression, "Your Highness Si Hanfei can give it a try."

Seeing this, Si Hanfei sneered and his figure shot into the air like a turret, heading straight for Zhu Houzhao and the others.

Seeing Si Hanfei rapidly approaching, without Zhu Houzhao needing to speak, Master Xuanmie and Master Dushan simultaneously used their lightness skills to leap towards Si Hanfei.

Noticing the two people rushing towards him at the same time, Si Hanfei's eyes flashed with a serious look, and his originally rapid speed suddenly slowed down.

"Let's do it."

Just as Si Hanfei, Xuan Mie, and Du Shan were fighting, Zhu Houzhao, who was standing to the side, spoke up, and he and Wang Yizhao, who was holding a long sword, rushed towards Leng Yan and other top experts of the Great Yuan Kingdom.

For a time, the camp was filled with the aftershocks of the battle and countless afterimages.

At the start of the battle, in the tents closest to Yixiantian, Shangguan Jin Hong and Ming Yue Xin led the Thirty-Six Heavenly Generals and the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends towards Yixiantian.

However, Ba Shiba glanced at these people and then indifferently looked away. He then looked down at Gu Shaoan, who was standing at the entrance of the camp with one hand behind his back, and their eyes met.

Both of their gazes were calm and serene.

The next second, Bashiba put his hands together and slowly opened his mouth.

"May Buddha have mercy. This humble monk had no intention of committing murder. I hope that you, young benefactor, can lay down your butcher's knife."

Ba Shiba's voice, though not loud, seemed to bypass the wind and the noise of battle, penetrating directly into the depths of Gu Shaoan's mind, close to his earlobe.

The tone was unhurried, with a gentle quality that made people unconsciously want to "listen on," as if it wasn't a plea for surrender, but rather a way of relieving someone of the heavy burden they had carried for years.

But beneath this gentle warmth, an invisible and intangible spiritual energy was mixed into the tone, silently seeping into Gu Shaoan's sea of ​​consciousness.

These spiritual forces are like wisps of cigarette smoke, first entangling one's thoughts, and then naturally penetrating deeper.

It wasn't just intimidation; it was more like guidance, leading you to become weary, to relax, to acknowledge the weight of the executioner's blade, and to believe that letting go would bring salvation.

Gu Shaoan has now condensed a divine seed, and his spiritual energy is contained within.

However, the "Heaven-Changing and Earth-Striking Technique" that Ba Shiba mainly cultivated was a martial art based on spiritual energy.

Even at the same level, Gu Shaoan's spiritual energy might not be stronger than that of Ba Shiba, not to mention that Ba Shiba had already condensed the divine flower and entered the Celestial Realm with the Great Three Harmonies.

The two individuals differed greatly in both the quantity and quality of their spiritual energy.

Therefore, due to the intrusion of the spiritual energy of the Eight Masters, the scene before Gu Shaoan's eyes swayed slightly.

The wooden palisades of the camp, the fluttering tents, the stench of blood, and the glint of swords all seemed to be seen through a thin veil of water, with subtle ripples spreading across the edges.

In a daze, he even had the illusion that as long as he nodded, all the disputes would stop, and as long as he put down the Heaven-Slaying Sword, the person in front of him would mercifully turn away.

Gu Shaoan's eyes flickered slightly, but his fingers remained firmly gripping the hilt of the sword, without loosening their grip even slightly.

Bashiba stood atop the tent, his red robe billowing in the wind, his expression calm, even tinged with pity.

He looked at Gu Shaoan as if he were looking at a bird that had accidentally fallen into a net, neither in a hurry to pull the net in nor worried that it would fly away.

Because most people have already lost in that one moment of sway.

However, at that moment...

As if sensing something amiss, a very faint cicada chirp suddenly rang out from the sword pellet within Gu Shaoan's body.

The tremor was not like thunder, but rather like a very thin sword being gently flicked in its sheath; the blade's intent was not yet drawn, but its sharpness arrived first.

The moment the sword pellet trembled slightly, Gu Shaoan's mind felt as if it had been doused with ice water, and all ripples instantly froze.

The moment Gu Shaoan's sword intent rose from within his body, Wang Yizhao, who was fighting against a group of Qi Condensation Warriors from the Great Yuan Kingdom, and Si Hanfei and Master Xuanmie, all froze, feeling a chill run down their spines.

Outside the camp, before the strands of spiritual energy that had invaded Gu Shaoan's mind could take root, they seemed to have crashed into a spinning sword prison. Countless extremely fine sword energies, carrying a sense of panic, arrived fiercely and instantly shredded the spiritual energy that had invaded Gu Shaoan's mind.

The slight tremor in Gu Shaoan's eyes disappeared, and his pupils became fixed again.

The figures of Si Hanfei, Zhu Houzhao, Xuan Mie, and others who were fighting nearby reappeared in Gu Shaoan's peripheral vision and perception.

He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Bashiba, but his eyes narrowed slightly.

"I have long heard that the Tantric 'Great Method of Transforming Heaven and Striking Earth' is a miraculous spiritual skill that can detect and bewitch the thoughts of others and make anyone reveal their deepest secrets. It is comparable to the 'Tibetan Secret Wisdom Book' of the Demon Master Palace. Seeing it today, I can confirm that it truly lives up to its reputation."

Looking at Gu Shaoan, whose eyes had regained their clarity, Ba Shiba finally showed a hint of surprise.

"Amitabha, no wonder the Demon Master of the Demon Master Palace was defeated and routed. Even my spiritual energy could be so easily resisted. Benefactor Gu's foundation is beyond what ordinary martial artists who have condensed their Qi into Qi can compare to."

Without further ado, Gu Shaoan unleashed his sword intent like mercury flowing across the ground, instantly covering a radius of twenty feet around him.

At the same moment that the sword intent and the energy surged, Gu Shaoan slowly raised his right hand, which was behind his back.

"It is impolite not to reciprocate. Please enlighten me, Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Shaoan lightly tapped a finger in the air.

In the next instant, the surrounding power of heaven and earth and the wind were suddenly drawn down, forming dozens of golden sword energies as graceful as willow catkins in front of Ba Shiba under Gu Shaoan's sword intent, drifting towards Ba Shiba like a spring breeze.

(End of this chapter)