Two Realms High Martial Arts: Gathering the Heavens to Become a Great Luo Immortal

Chapter 212 If I Were the Azure Emperor in the Future (6k)

In late autumn, the air at Zhuoyu Garden is crisp and clear, with a cool breeze blowing. Although this famous garden in the north is now mostly bare trees and withered branches due to the season, it inevitably has a somewhat desolate feel.

But now, the gathering of heroes from all walks of life has made this garden extremely lively.

The Eighth Prince, who had been sitting at the table, saw the most important person of the day arrive and, without saying another word, burst into loud laughter that echoed throughout the surrounding area:

"Good! Such a fine day and beautiful scenery, how can we not have a battle to add to the festivities?"

"I have long admired the extraordinary Thunder Palm technique of the Divine Firmament Sect. Today, I will act as a catalyst, requesting Master Han to offer some guidance so that we may explore the mysteries of the interaction between Heaven and Man!"

Before he finished speaking, his aura changed drastically!

With one step, he seemed to be a fire dragon soaring into the sky, transforming into a terrifying pressure that scorched the heavens and boiled the seas, instantly turning the sky above into a crimson, molten state!

This single move, with its near-perfect artistic conception, instilled fear in many martial arts spectators watching from afar.

Not far away, the geniuses on the Human Ranking also felt a sense of unease. Martial arts geniuses ranked in the 70s and 80s, such as Duan Heyu, all felt that with just this one move, they would be at a disadvantage.

The closer one gets to the level of the Outer Realm, the more importance is placed on mental strength and momentum when the top talents on the Human Ranking clash. If one's spirit and momentum are suppressed, one's full strength will often be reduced by 30% during the battle.

The Eighth Prince's move was to use his own imposing aura to overwhelm others and launch a preemptive attack!

really,

As the fire dragon soared into the sky, his inner energy surged, striking upwards and downwards, as he threw a punch at Han Qiong, who stood as still as a pine tree!

All the onlookers saw was that wherever that punch passed, things twisted and collapsed, as if all the light and heat had been absorbed.

A terrifying aura, capable of incinerating everything and extinguishing all life, enveloped Han Qiong first.

It not only scorches the skin, but also aims to ignite the vital energy of the five internal organs and extinguish the spirit and momentum of the person.

"Eighth Prince, your fire skills are truly amazing!"

The purple lightning in Han Qiong's eyes surged, but instead of receding, he let out a clear shout, and his Taoist robe billowed without wind, fluttering in the wind.

Blinding purple lightning erupted from his body, making him appear as if a thunder god had descended to earth.

The Taoist priest suddenly spread his right hand out wide, not making a hand seal, but grabbing at the air!

"boom!"

As the true energy within his body surged and condensed in his palm...

A bolt of purple lightning, as thick as a child's arm and incredibly violent, was conjured out of thin air by him.

A purple, crackling divine lightning bolt was formed in his palm.

Han Qiong's aura surged, and his figure burst forth, tearing through the sky in an instant, wielding divine thunder and striking his opponent with unparalleled precision.

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering explosion reverberated almost throughout the entire Zhuoyu Garden.

The scorching flames and raging lightning bolts surged and annihilated everything in their path.

As the aftershocks from both sides spread rapidly, the already bare flowers, grasses, and trees in the garden were charred black by countless bolts of lightning and flames.

The heroes of the martial arts world who had previously been making a ruckus because they couldn't get into the garden were now all covered in cold sweat.

If they had gone in with their martial arts level, they would probably have been blasted out by now. Putting aside the injuries, just being blasted out like that would probably make them a laughing stock in the martial arts world for a long time.

the other side,

The Eighth Prince swayed slightly, and after witnessing the power of Han Qiong's palm strike, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

His punch, which contained the true meaning of "burning away," was actually broken by the opponent in such a domineering and direct way.

The Divine Firmament Thunder Technique is truly renowned for its unparalleled power and ferocity!

Han Qiong also felt his blood and qi surging slightly. His right palm, which was holding the thunder, was charred black. Strands of scorching strange qi entered his meridians, but were forcibly crushed and dissipated by the thunderous true qi surging like a great river in his body.

"Good! That was exhilarating! Let's go again!" The Eighth Prince was filled with fighting spirit, and with a long roar, he threw out both fists at the same time.

The fist technique suddenly changed, no longer pursuing ultimate refinement, but evolving into the vastness of fire.

The scorching fist energy intertwined into a net, and a raging sea of ​​fire completely enveloped Han Qiong.

Han Qiong took a deep breath and pushed the "Divine Firmament Thunder-Drawing Technique" to its current limit.

His figure transformed into an elusive purple bolt of lightning, his palm like a thunderclap, thunder roared incessantly, intertwining with the howling flames, causing the entire Zhuoyu Garden to tremble slightly.

All the onlookers were mesmerized, their breath caught in their throats, completely stunned by this terrifying duel that far surpassed the ordinary Qi Opening Realm.

At the height of the fierce battle, a glint flashed in the Eighth Prince's eyes, and his fist technique suddenly changed again!

Instead of launching a direct attack on Han Qiong, he subtly redirected his left fist, causing the force of the punch that was originally aimed at Han Qiong to trace an exquisitely precise arc in mid-air.

Like a giant, awakened fiery python, it suddenly pounced on Fang Qinghua, who had been standing to the side with his sword energy contained but not yet unleashed, with the force of burning rivers and boiling seas!

This attack was cunning and ruthless, and contained a mind-burning intent, clearly intended to force this master swordsman to make a move!

"Young Master Fang! Don't just stand by and watch. Let me, the King, also weigh your 'Sword of No Return'."

Clearly, Han Qiong alone was not enough; he wanted to bring the "Sword of No Return" into the fray as well.

After all, the top experts on the Human Ranking are all quite similar, and relying on one person alone is not enough to break through by leveraging the pressure of a clash of auras.

Furthermore, the Eighth Prince will even lure Li Xijun into the game later, and take the opportunity to test whether she possesses any royal martial arts skills.

at the same time,

Fang Qinghua's cold face remained expressionless, as if he had expected this all along.

Just as the giant fire serpent was about to devour him,

The longsword in his hand suddenly emitted a sword cry that could pierce through metal and split rocks!

"Clang!"

The sword light flashed, not particularly dazzling, but it carried a resolute sword intent that cut off hesitation, severed all escape routes, and charged forward without hesitation!

Foggy time,

The swordsman, who had been barely noticeable in the garden, suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

The sword light was incredibly refined, seemingly unique in the world, and it precisely struck the weak point of the giant fire serpent.

"Mouth!"

The once mighty fiery serpent, as if its spine had been removed, let out a silent wail before collapsing and disintegrating in mid-air, turning into a shower of sparks that forced the other powerful figures on the Human Ranking in the audience to reach out and brush them away.

Fang Qinghua didn't even move an inch; with just one sword strike, he effortlessly deflected the Eighth Prince's sudden attack.

however,

The Eighth Prince's goal has been achieved.

With this sword strike, Fang Qinghua unleashed his incomparably fierce and relentless "Sword Intent of No Return."

Compared to Han Qiong's majestic and awe-inspiring thunder magic, and the Eighth Prince's own scorching fire energy capable of burning the heavens and destroying the earth,

Three completely different yet equally powerful martial arts essences collided, intertwined, and were drawn together!

The situation on the field instantly changed from an earth-shattering one-on-one duel to an epic melee in which the three people locked onto each other, stirred each other, and attacked each other!

"Well done!" The Eighth Prince laughed loudly, his voice echoing across the land, his heroic spirit soaring to the heavens.

He swung his fists even more rapidly, his punches becoming increasingly wild and domineering. Crimson fire dragon-shaped energy crisscrossed, attacking Han Qiong and Fang Qinghua simultaneously. The lightning around Han Qiong intensified, and the lightning emanating from his fingers and palms became even more violent, as he countered the Eighth Prince's omnipresent and ferocious fire attacks.

They also had to be wary of Fang Qinghua's seemingly simple yet deadly sword light, which contained the terrifying meaning of "one sword, no return".

Thunder and fire already clash, and now, with the addition of an extremely sharp force capable of severing everything, the battle situation instantly becomes several times more complex and dangerous.

Fang Qinghua's swordplay remained extremely simple, each strike shattering illusions and pointing directly to the essence.

But in the gap between the Eighth Prince's vast sea of ​​fire and Han Qiong's violent lightning,

His "Sword Intent of No Return" was also forced and honed to an unprecedented extreme.

His swordplay became increasingly refined, his speed ever more swift, his resolve unwavering – a do-or-die attitude.

The sheer determination to carve out a path to survival from a deadly situation left all viewers deeply shaken.

For a time,

In the heart of Zhuoyu Garden, thunder roared, flames raged, and swords slashed through the clouds!

The three top-ranked powerhouses displayed their spirit and aura, creating a dangerous yet wondrous balance.

Not to mention the crowd of martial arts heroes watching from the outside, even renowned geniuses like Duan Heyu and Kongzhu were so captivated by this scene that they forgot to breathe and marvel.

Almost everyone was trying to sense the various martial arts essences permeating the center of the battlefield.

Only then did everyone understand.

How big is the gap between them and these three geniuses who are in the top ten of the rankings?

Qionglin Banquet

Only then did it truly live up to its name, becoming the supreme arena for the clash of martial arts prowess among the prodigies.

"Buzz!!!"

The sound of the sword echoed, shaking the withered trees throughout the garden and attracting the attention of many people, while also reaching the ears of the three.

Just as the fierce battle was taking place,

A calm, youthful voice clearly reached the ears of every martial artist present.

"Your Highness's hospitality is too kind of me to refuse. I also request guidance from Daoist Han and Young Hero Fang."

The voice has not fallen,

A figure in black robes leaped into the air like a blue dragon emerging from the sea.

It is none other than Li Xijun, who ranks first on the list of successful people!

His move was so powerful and overwhelming that it directly entered the core of the clash between the three masters' auras!

Even more astonishingly,

His target was not merely the Eighth Prince, who was in control of the battle.

The moment he burst in, he simultaneously thrust a sword at each of the three people in the battle.

A streak of cyan sword energy flashed out, like a spring breeze piercing through the fleeting weakness of Han Qiong's lightning magic.

The sword intent, like silkworms spinning silk, with countless fine threads intertwining, caused Fang Qinghua's resolute sword intent to pause.

The Eighth Prince's roaring, sky-burning fire dragon fist was directly clashed with the immense vitality of the "Azure Dragon Wood Longevity Technique" from a single sword strike. The three completely different sword lights erupted almost simultaneously!

Han Qiong felt that his Divine Thunder Force was like the last snow in spring. The violent thunder power was absorbed, differentiated and guided by the life force layer by layer, and it almost caused his thunder technique to backfire on him!

He grunted and had to abruptly take half a step back to forcibly stabilize the turbulent thunderous true energy within his body. For the first time, caution and amazement appeared in his eyes.

For the first time, a slight ripple appeared on Fang Qinghua's icy face. His swordplay involuntarily faltered slightly, and his unstoppable momentum was abruptly halted.

The Eighth Prince felt his fiery dragon fist, capable of burning everything, slam into an ancient, verdant mountain.

With a deafening roar, the flames surged backward. His invincible, blazing fire power couldn't budge his opponent in the slightest; instead, it was overwhelmed by a vast and powerful force.

The immense, inexhaustible force caused his blood and qi to surge, his fists and bones to feel numb, and with a crack, he shattered a large section of bluestone slabs.

Li Xijun single-handedly withstood and instantly broke through the attacks of the three masters, and went straight to the center of the battlefield, facing all three alone with his sword.

At this moment, the entire Humble Garden was plunged into an extreme silence.

All the onlookers, whether they were martial arts heroes from afar or geniuses on the nearby leaderboard,

Even Duan Heyu, Kongzhu, and the others stared wide-eyed, as if they had seen the most incredible thing in the world!

"Has he—has he gone mad?"

"He actually attacked the Eighth Prince, Taoist Han, and Young Hero Fang simultaneously?"

"The number one on the list—is he really this arrogant?!"

"How is that even possible?"

Unparalleled shock and disbelief swept over everyone.

At the center of the battlefield,

The Eighth Prince, Han Qiong, and Fang Qinghua all felt the aura stirred by the other party and confirmed it simultaneously.

Immediately, a surge of anger at being belittled replaced the astonishment of the others!

How could they not understand Li Xijun's behavior?

The other party's meaning is very clear.

These three were top-ten geniuses on the Human Ranking, figures who looked down upon their peers.

now,

They were actually used by Li Xijun as a whetstone for their own side!

"Good! What a brilliant number one genius!" The Eighth Prince laughed in anger, his fiery dragon phantom roaring and churning around him, the scorching air waves distorting the very air.

"Li Xijun! I'll see how you withstand the combined attack of the three of us!" Han Qiong's face was ashen, and the purple lightning in his eyes was more intense than ever before, as if he would summon divine lightning from the heavens to punish him at any moment.

Fang Qinghua remained silent, but the resounding clang of the longsword in his hand suddenly erupted.

That indomitable, all-severing sword intent not only did not weaken due to the setback, but became even more extreme and resolute, almost solidifying into a tangible form.

Without needing to communicate, the three were of one mind and launched an attack almost simultaneously at the person who was using them as a whetstone.

The Eighth Prince unleashed a powerful punch, sending out a massive fire dragon, far larger than before, carrying with it the immense power to scorch the heavens and boil the seas.

Han Qiong raised both hands to the sky, channeling all the lightning around him into his palms, and unleashed the Annihilation Lightning towards Li Xijun.

An extremely pure sword light flew out from Fang Qinghua's hand.

This sword strike abandons all variations and all escape routes, concentrating all spirit, will, and true energy onto a single point at the tip of the sword.

A fiery dragon, a lightning-extinguishing orb, and a self-sacrificing sword strike!

The three top-ranked geniuses on the Human Ranking unleashed their furious attacks from three different directions, carrying terrifying power to incinerate, shatter, and pierce everything.

At the same time, it was blasted towards Li Xijun in the center of the field.

At this moment, the world lost its color, and all things fell silent!

Furthermore, the "Emperor's Qi Observation Technique" within Li Xijun's body had already reached its peak.

The energy and atmosphere of the entire Zhuoyu Garden appeared and flowed in his heart.

This was a feeling that was difficult to describe in detail; Li Xijun felt as if he were facing three realms of artistic conception and aura that filled the heavens and earth.

It seems that in this small world, even a small movement can have far-reaching consequences, and any action could lead to disaster.

A clash of artistic conceptions, a surge of spiritual power, a unity of humanity and nature...

At this moment, Li Xijun not only gained some insights into the artistic conception, but also into the natural world and its objects, as well as the way of nature.

"Among the celestial deities, none is more noble than the Azure Dragon, also known as Tianyi or Taiyin. Where the Azure Dragon resides, one should not turn one's back but face it; where the Big Dipper strikes, one cannot be defeated."

A passage from "The Azure Dragon Wood Longevity Formula" naturally came to mind.

The message in my field of vision emerges:

Your mastery of the Azure Dragon Nine Swords has increased from 90% to 100% of the Grandmaster level.

Your mastery of the Azure Dragon Nine Swords has increased from 100% Grandmaster to 1% Celestial Realm.

"Bang!"

A soft sound, heard only by himself and originating from the depths of his soul, suddenly resounded.

It was as if some innate, invisible barrier separating the inside from the outside had been suddenly broken down.

Li Xijun achieved a mysterious resonance with the world around him.

The scorching heat of the raging thunder and fire, the bare, charred branches and leaves with only a faint trace of life, the aura emanating from the people...

The destructive, ferocious, and resolute martial arts essence contained in the attacks of the three opponents—everything, big and small, was as clear as the lines on the palm of one's hand.

It was reflected perfectly in the clear, mirror-like lake of his heart at that moment, with no distinction between inside and outside, no distinction between self and others!

this moment,

Li Xijun felt as if she had completely merged into this world.

Zhuangzi said, "Heaven and earth and I were born together, and all things and I are one." This is exactly it!

Those golden eyes became clear and deep, like a still lake, as if they had pierced through endless time and space and seen the essence of the birth of all things and the movement of stars.

Li Xijun suddenly took a step forward, instantly breaking away from the aura and atmosphere of the three people.

He stood in the east, his figure seemingly completely integrated with the heaven and earth, no longer distinguishable from it.

An indescribable, vast, and all-encompassing aura emanated from him.

It instantly enveloped the entire Zhuoyu Garden and even affected the distant world.

A premonition arose in the hearts of the Eighth Prince, Han Qiong, and Fang Qinghua!

At that moment, they suddenly realized that the powerful blow they had unleashed with all their might...

The power of heaven and earth it draws in, its trajectory, and the true essence of martial arts it contains...

They suddenly became incredibly small and laughable in front of Li Xijun.

It was as if they weren't attacking one person, but rather making an enemy of the entire world.

The power they wield is being rejected by this world.

"This is the unity of heaven and man! He actually broke through at this moment!"

The Eighth Prince's eyes were filled with a mixture of childlike wonder and disbelief. The realm he had sought for many years had been achieved by the other party in such an unbelievable way during the battle.

Han Qiong and Fang Qinghua were also deeply shaken. They clearly felt that the last connection between themselves and the outside world had completely disappeared.

The other party seemed to have become the sole ruler of this world!

And at this moment,

Li Xijun moved.

He slowly raised the long sword in his hand, the movement slow but containing some kind of profound truth of heaven and earth, as if the weight of the entire small world was condensed on this one sword.

On the sword, an unprecedentedly brilliant blue light flowed, revealing countless mysteries, the natural cycle of birth and death. At the tip of the sword, a point of ultimate vitality condensed, yet it also contained the transformative power of creation, as if opening up the world.

This is: The Ultimate Move from the Exterior - Azure Emperor's Heavenly Evolution!

A sword was thrust forward.

There was no earth-shattering roar, no violent and rampant energy.

There was only a gentle, peaceful, yet boundless cyan sword light.

Like the first warm breeze of early spring, it silently swept across the entire battlefield.

The roaring, ferocious fiery dragon was no match for this azure sword light.

It naturally dissipates and vanishes, reverting to the purest spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The imagery of burning the heavens and boiling the seas crumbled in an instant, as if it had never existed.

The purple lightning sphere, radiating an aura of destruction, seemed to be smoothed out by an invisible hand, becoming docile and orderly.

Like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, it was easily absorbed and dissolved by the cyan sword light, without even a ripple.

That resolute, unwavering, self-sacrificing sword light pierced the range of the azure sword light, then vanished as if it were a mud ox sinking into the sea; all its sharpness, all its resolve...

They were all gently yet firmly enveloped, decomposed, and assimilated by that boundless, ever-renewing power of life, eventually dissipating into nothingness.

The full-force attack of three top-ranked geniuses on the Human Ranking

Before this sword, everything melted away silently, like ice and snow under the sun!

The sword light continued its momentum, gently brushing past the Eighth Prince, Han Qiong, and Fang Qinghua.

However, it did not cause any harm to the three of them. It was like a spring breeze that suddenly swept across the sky and disappeared.

And the next moment,

A boundless and powerful force of life, which inspires all things, spreads out in all directions like a tide!

The garden ground, scorched and bare by the aftershocks of the thunder and lightning, instantly transformed into fertile, black soil.

Tender green shoots of grass sprouted from the soil at a visible speed, and in the blink of an eye, they became lush and verdant.

Those trees that were originally bare branches suddenly sprouted countless emerald green buds, and their tender leaves unfurled, becoming lush and green in the blink of an eye!

It should have been a desolate time of late autumn, but the Zhuoyu Garden was filled with bare, withered trees.

It was as if time had reversed, or as if the seasons had been forcibly changed by an immense power.

The plum blossoms, defying the snow and freezing cold, suddenly bloomed, their red plums like fire and their white plums like snow, their cool fragrance filling the air!

In the chrysanthemum garden, all kinds of precious chrysanthemums bloom at the same time, golden chrysanthemums, black chrysanthemums, green chrysanthemums—a thousand different shapes and colors, vying for beauty, and the cool fragrance of chrysanthemums permeates the air.

At this moment, various peonies miraculously bloomed on the withered branches, their blossoms as large as bowls—Yao Huang, Wei Zi, Zhao Fen, and Dou Lü—a riot of color and fragrance.

Elegant and luxurious.

Countless exotic flowers and plants, whose names I do not know, seemed to have received a supreme decree.

At this moment, regardless of the season or location, they all bloom in their most beautiful form!

In an instant,

The desolate autumn scenery of the northern frontier, which had been present throughout the entire Zhuoyu Garden and even in the distance as far as the eye could see, had vanished.

Instead, there is a vast, boundless sea of ​​flowers in all their vibrant colors!

Thousands of flowers bloomed at the same time, and their fragrance filled the entire garden!

Sunlight streamed down, illuminating this unexpected sea of ​​flowers.

It reflects countless dazzling lights, so beautiful as to be dreamlike and otherworldly.

All the onlookers, whether they were chivalrous figures from the martial arts world or geniuses on the Human Ranking,

They all stared in disbelief at this miraculous scene, speechless, and simply lost in the spectacle.

Duan Heyu didn't even realize that the folding fan in his hand had fallen again.

The monk with the diabolo opened his mouth wide and forgot the Buddhist chant.

The Eighth Prince, Han Qiong, and Fang Qinghua were all stunned and speechless.

Only Li Xijun stood there, sword sheathed, his black robe swaying gently in the breeze, as if he were the master of this world.

If I become the Green Emperor in the future, I will make the peach blossoms bloom together!

Fortune