Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

"I want to be nameless, if I see a zombie worshipping the moon here."

"I originally wanted to subdue the demon, but I didn't expect that there was someone behind this zombie."

Wuming stood beside Yang Feiyun, looking him up and down.

If I'm not mistaken, the person in front of me is another "familiar face".

As a sorcerer, he was even more adept at scheming, completely outmaneuvering Mao Xiaofang.

"nameless?"

"never heard of that."

Yang Feiyun tucked his hands into his sleeves and stared at Wuming with narrowed eyes.

"Of course they wouldn't have heard of me."

"It is already a blessing from heaven that someone of lowly fate, destined to be poor all his life, can meet me."

Wuming looked at Yang Feiyun's hands, which were tucked into his sleeves, with a half-smile.

"Humph!"

Upon hearing Wuming's words, Yang Feiyun felt a surge of anger.

He, who always considered himself extraordinary, hated his fate the most!

"No matter which sect or faction you belong to, now that you know my secret, you will die here today!"

As he spoke, Yang Feiyun raised his hands, which were tucked into his sleeves, and six copper coins, gleaming with metallic luster, flew straight toward Wuming.

At the same time, his figure moved strangely toward Wuming.

The Six Lines Coin Iron Plate Immortal.

"The strength is good."

Seeing the techniques Yang Feiyun displayed, Wuming's eyes lit up.

It seems that those previous "talks" were still effective.

There are already people in this world with such a level of skill and strength.

"town!"

"Absolutely!"

The nameless praise did not affect Yang Feiyun's decision to take action.

hum!

Six large coins, refined into magical artifacts, hovered directly around Wuming, forming a Qi formation that isolated the inside from the outside.

At the same time, Yang Feiyun, who was standing on the Heavenly Gang, arrived three feet in front of Wuming, made a hand seal, and pointed at Wuming.

As the Iron Plate Immortal with the ability to make incisive judgments, Yang Feiyun's abilities are beyond doubt.

First, suppress Wuming's vital energy, then extinguish Wuming's life force.

However, at the last moment, Yang Feiyun's finger strike could not be delivered no matter what he tried.

"how so?!"

Seeing this scene before him, Yang Feiyun's face turned deathly pale.

"As a warlock, you should be able to calculate it."

The nameless figure, trapped inside the six-line coin, stood quietly with his hands behind his back.

"Don't be mad!"

Looking at Wuming's ambiguous smile, Yang Feiyun felt as if his heart had been stabbed.

The person before him was also a sorcerer, so naturally he also knew about the concept of fate.

The most fundamental competition in Qimen Qiju is the competition of the overall structure.

It's like how the emperor is born with a life more precious than a beggar!

"I do not believe."

"Even a beggar can become an emperor!!"

Yang Feiyun didn't believe it, and pressed down little by little with his pinched fingers.

"That's because that beggar was destined to be an emperor."

Wuming watched Yang Feiyun's efforts quietly.

For someone with ideals and ambitions like this, you have to give them a good beating so they can see the truth before they'll acknowledge you.

As he spoke, Wuming took a step forward under Yang Feiyun's horrified gaze.

This step directly impacted Yang Feiyun's understanding of Qimen Dunjia techniques.

How could someone who is simultaneously restrained by both the Six Lines Coin and the Iron Plate Direct Interpretation possibly still be able to move?!

Click!

As Wuming took another step forward, Yang Feiyun's fingers, which were struggling to maintain the hand seal, were snapped off by an invisible force.

tread!

Wuming took another step, and the six-line coins that had been sealing Wuming all fell out of control and crashed into the ground.

"good."

"It can withstand three of my full-force attacks."

"It's just that her fate is a bit lowly."

Wuming approached Yang Feiyun, who was already kneeling on the ground, and looked down at him, saying...

"shut up!"

Seeing the nameless figure approaching him, Yang Feiyun roared with fury.

"What, you've been cultivating for so many years?"

"Can't you even see yourself clearly?"

With a nonchalant smile, Wuming said softly.

"Tsk tsk, if that's the case, you'd be quite suitable for my Quanxing sect."

"Quanxing?!"

Upon hearing Wuming's words, Yang Feiyun was startled, and the anger on his face turned into solemnity.

Anyone who's been around the martial arts world knows that the Quanxing sect is full of lunatics, and powerful ones at that.

Putting aside other things, just recently, when the leader of the Sanyi Sect was giving a sermon, the leader of the Quanxing Sect came directly to slap him in the face.

He witnessed this firsthand.

His current strength is also thanks to Zuo Ruotong's sermon.

and many more!

Yang Feiyun tried hard to see the nameless figure in front of him clearly.

"Are you the Quanxing Sect Leader who can fight against Zuo Ruotong?"

"You only just recognized me?"

"Has the name of the Quanxing Sect Leader already faded into obscurity?"

Seeing Yang Feiyun's pupils shrinking, Wuming couldn't help but grin.

Yes, only immortals are not subject to the control of their own six-line coins.

Because immortals are detached from the mortal world.

"Yang Feiyun, a junior disciple, pays respects to the head of the Quanxing Sect."

Upon hearing Wuming's words, Yang Feiyun's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he placed his hands on the ground and kowtowed to Wuming.

"I prostrate myself in admiration."

"Such a generous gift!"

Seeing Yang Feiyun's actions, Wuming couldn't help but smile.

"Tell me how you plan to defy fate."

"They can't just rely on that zombie, can they?"

"If that's really the case, then don't blame me for saying you're too naive."

Wuming accepted Yang Feiyun's complete acclaim.

"I am using the method of defying fate used by Zhuge Liang during the late Han Dynasty."

"Unlike Zhuge Liang, who needed seven people with extraordinary destinies to form the Qi formation, I used seven treasures with different abilities."

Yang Feiyun lowered his head and spoke his plan in a low voice, word by word.

"interesting."