Martial Arts Crossover: The Sweeping Monk of Wudang? That's our patriarch!

Liyang, Beiliang.

The Northern Liang Prince's Palace, Tingchao Pavilion.

In a quiet room, Xu Xiao, the King of Northern Liang, handed an urgent secret letter to the old man beside him.

"Yishan, take a look at this."

Li Yishan, the chief strategist of Northern Liang, received the letter and read it; his pupils suddenly contracted.

"The Li Yang royal family... actually harbors a terrestrial celestial being? Their strength is comparable to Wang Xianzhi's?!" His voice trembled slightly. "They've kept them hidden for a very long time!"

"I didn't expect this either," Xu Xiao sighed softly, a hint of lingering fear flashing across his brow.

As a prince, he had long been wary of the court, and his spies were spread throughout the court and the country. Yet, after so many years, he had not been able to uncover such a shocking trump card!

Fortunately—that person had already died at the hands of Dao Chen Zhenren.

Otherwise, if one day the blade points towards Beiliang, what will the Prince's Mansion use to defend itself? The Green-Robed Sword God Li Chungang has long since retired from the martial world, and now there are no top experts left in the mansion to keep watch.

After a long while, Li Yishan recovered his senses and suddenly smiled: "Your Highness, this is not a disaster, but a great fortune."

"Oh?"

"They've brought this upon themselves. The Empress of Northern Mang and the Emperor of Liyang conspired against Dao Chen Zhenren, and now one of them has been killed. How could they possibly let it go? With Dao Chen's abilities, once he sets his mind on killing, neither of them will escape death."

"At that time, the Northern Barbarians will be in turmoil and unable to attend to the south; the Li Yang region will be in internal strife, and our Northern Liang will be able to rise up in the process. Whether we support a new ruler or replace him, the initiative will be entirely in our hands."

He looked up at Xu Xiao: "It all depends on which step Your Highness wants to take."

Xu Xiao chuckled but did not respond, only saying, "We'll talk about this another day."

He changed the subject and said seriously, "I have decided to have Feng Nian set off immediately with generous gifts to Wudang Mountain in the Ming Dynasty—I must ask Master Zhang to accept him as a disciple."

Li Yishan clapped his hands and laughed: "Your Highness is wise."

No matter how the future may change, forming an alliance with Wudang is the first step to securing a victory.

After this battle, Dao Chen Zhenren has firmly established himself as the number one in the world. With his support, Bei Liang can truly be considered invincible.

As for the idea of ​​"supporting a new emperor" or "taking his place," that will be decided in the future.

"Also," Li Yishan reminded, "pay close attention to Wudang in Liyang. If the Liyang court launches an attack, we must step in to protect them."

Xu Xiao nodded.

He had already considered this point. His son was now a disciple of the Wudang Sect Leader in Liyang, so his protection was legitimate and justified.

……

The Northern Mang Imperial Palace.

Dark as ink.

The Northern Mang Empress summoned the Imperial Tutor, Taiping Ling, her face ashen and grim.

"Tuoba is dead."

She handed over the secret report, her voice chillingly cold.

Taiping was startled and hurriedly took the book, reading it carefully word by word.

A moment later, his expression changed drastically, and he even stopped breathing.

"Master Dao Chen... is he really this strong?!" he murmured, filled with disbelief. "This battle was simply earth-shattering!"

The paper in his hand trembled slightly, as if he were holding not intelligence, but a challenge from hell.

He first defeated Wang Xianzhi, then successively killed the nameless celestial being and Tuoba Bodhisattva, and finally killed the top expert of the Liyang royal family who was no less than Wang Xianzhi with a single sword strike.

Such combat power is truly terrifying.

If he had known earlier that Master Chen was so powerful, he would have done everything in his power to stop the Northern Mang Empress from sending Tuoba Bodhisattva to provoke her.

Do not--

There was no need for him to stop it.

If the Northern Mang Empress knew the truth, unless she was out of her mind, she would never dare to be an enemy of Dao Chen Zhenren.

"Your Majesty, this is troublesome."

Taiping Ling's expression was solemn, and his voice was low, "Given Dao Chen Zhenren's past temperament, he will certainly not let this matter rest."

"I understand."

The Northern Mang Empress narrowed her eyes slightly, her tone calm: "What should we do next?"

After a moment of silence, the Grand Commander spoke: "In my opinion, turning hostility into friendship is the best course of action."

"The Imperial Preceptor comes from the Taoist school. We can ask him to make a trip to Wudang Mountain and discuss the matter with Dao Chen Zhenren. After all... Dao Chen Zhenren was not truly harmed. If we offer some compensation, this matter may be resolved."

The Northern Mang Empress frowned slightly.

The number one expert of Northern Wilderness has fallen, and they are expected to bow down and apologize? She found this hard to accept.

But though she was a woman, she was a powerful ruler with a resolute will. She quickly suppressed her emotions and calmly asked:

"What if Dao Chen Zhenren insists on not giving up?"

"Then let's join forces with Li Yang and Da Yuan, the three kingdoms side by side, to jointly attack Wudang!"

The Grand Commander's gaze was chilling, his voice like a knife, "Rather than waiting to be dealt with, let's strike first. Rather than letting him come to our door, let's overturn the chessboard!"

At this moment, his decision coincided with that of Yuan Benxi, the Imperial Tutor of Liyang.

……

Deep within the Khan's tent of the Great Yuan Dynasty.

The Great Khan Kublai Khan and the Demon Emperor Mongchi sat facing each other.

"Teacher, you're already aware of the battle at Martial Emperor City, aren't you?"

Meng Chixing nodded, his expression grave: "Master Dao Chen... has become increasingly unfathomable. Compared to when we first met in Wu, he's several times stronger!"

He paused for a moment, then added, "Fortunately, it was outsiders who intervened this time, not our Great Yuan directly."

"I wonder if the leader of the 'Invisible Men' revealed who was behind it all before he died..."

"If Dao Chen Zhenren finds out that we were the ones who instigated this, given his methods and temperament, he might personally annihilate our Great Yuan."

Before the words were finished, a cold voice suddenly came from outside the tent:

"There is no need to worry. Dao Chen Zhenren is no longer a threat."

As soon as he finished speaking, a person appeared out of thin air, with a tall and imposing figure, dressed in magnificent clothes, as if stepping out of the void.

"Spotted?"

"Junior brother?"

Kublai Khan and Mongchixing stood up at the same time, exclaiming in surprise.

The newcomer was none other than Meng Chixing's personally taught disciple—the Demon Master Pang Ban.

At this moment, he was completely lifeless, like a mortal, yet he still sent chills down the spine of Meng Chixing, a terrestrial immortal. It was a tremor from the depths of his soul, the instinctive fear of an ant facing a dragon.

then--

Combining this with his earlier boast, Meng Chixing's pupils constricted, and his voice trembled: "Ban'er...you...success?"

"You have already entered the realm of shattered void?"

His tone was full of hope and awe.

Kublai Khan's eyes widened instantly, and he held his breath, waiting for a reply.

Pang Ban smiled slightly and said calmly:

"It is true if it is said to be true, and it is not entirely true if it is said to be true."

The two were completely baffled by what they heard.

Only after he explained in detail did I fully understand.

It turns out that he has completely refined the body of the cauldron, seized its "Dao Heart," and devoured its "Demon Seed." The final stage of the "Dao Heart Demon Seed Great Technique" is now within reach.

That step no longer requires arduous training and fighting, nor does it involve the risk of going astray or falling into demonic possession, nor does it involve the danger of failure.

With just a lift of your foot, you can step into that legendary realm.

"Hahaha! Great! That's fantastic!"

Kublai Khan laughed heartily, his pride overflowing, "My junior brother is truly a once-in-a-lifetime genius, a talent rarely seen in ten thousand years of our Great Yuan Dynasty!"

"With you here, who in the world can rival us? The Central Plains will surely be within our grasp!"

"From this day forward, our Great Yuan cavalry shall crush mountains and rivers, and sweep across the world!"

Inside the tent, a frenzied atmosphere surged, and murderous intent brewed beneath the surface.

Meng Chixing was also greatly pleased, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light—

The Great Yuan Demonic Sect has finally welcomed its true ruler.

Just as this joy was about to spread, Pang Ban suddenly spoke up, abruptly pouring cold water on the situation.

"Teacher, senior brother... perhaps, the day I step into the shattered void will be the day I completely leave this world."

"?"

Kublai Khan and Mongke were both stunned, their minds going blank for a moment.

"Ban'er, what do you mean by that?"

Meng Chixing suddenly stood up, his voice tense.

Kublai Khan also stared intently at him, his eyes filled with surprise and doubt.

Pang Ban's expression was calm, but his tone was like a blade cutting through iron: "It's hard to say now, but I have a feeling in the dark—once you break through the void and ascend, you can no longer stay in this realm. If you forcibly stay, you will only invite a fatal calamity."

"As for where to go... I don't know either."

The air suddenly froze.

The joy that was just moments ago was instantly frozen into frost.

Meng Chixing frowned, suddenly recalling an ancient legend—that someone had indeed stepped out of the shattered void in this world, but since then, they had all vanished without a trace.

Could it be... that there truly is a Heavenly Restriction? That those who reach the pinnacle cannot remain in this world for long?

Kublai Khan's expression shifted between light and dark, his mind in turmoil.

He had originally thought that once Pang Ban attained enlightenment and broke through the Void Realm, the Great Yuan Iron Cavalry would be able to sweep across the world, invincible. But it turned out the other party was destined to leave?

Have fun!

He sighed deeply in his heart, feeling so frustrated he almost vomited blood.

But just as this dull moment was about to begin, Pang Ban spoke again:

"Although I cannot stay long, I can still find the time to kill Dao Chen Zhenren."

Their eyes lit up.

He continued, "Next, I will complete the final stage of accumulation and set the breakthrough point at Wudang Mountain. Once I break through, I will immediately strike and take his life."

Kublai Khan's inner turmoil eased somewhat.

Eliminating Dao Chen, a major threat, is already a significant benefit for the Great Yuan Dynasty.

Wudang Mountain.

Inside the library, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood.

Just as Lin Daochen put away the array flag in his hand, Song Yuanqiao stepped across the threshold.

"Master Uncle, Yuan Qingshan, the sect leader of the Northern Mang Daode Sect, requests an audience, saying he has important matters to discuss."

"Bring it in."

Lin Daochen didn't even lift his eyelids.

A moment later, Song Yuanqiao led one person in.

He wore a green robe and had an air of otherworldly grace.

"This humble Taoist priest, Yuan Qingshan, pays his respects to the True Man."

He bowed deeply, displaying impeccable manners.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, please have a seat."

Lin Daochen responded calmly.

After he sat down, I asked, "What brings you here?"

Yuan Qingshan was about to speak, preparing to follow the Empress's instructions and shift all the blame for the old score in Wudi City onto the deceased Tuoba Bodhisattva—

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Daochen coldly interrupted him:

"If that's why you've come, there's no need for further explanation."

"Go back and tell your Empress—I will take her life myself sooner or later."

His tone was like a cold blade being drawn from its sheath, leaving no room for negotiation.

He paused, then added, "Considering we both belong to the same Taoist lineage, I advise you: don't get involved in the feud between Wudang and Northern Mang."

He then turned to Song Yuanqiao: "See the guest out."

Song Yuanqiao stepped forward: "Master Yuan, please."

Yuan Qingshan's face twitched slightly. He had wanted to say a few more words, but at this moment he could only swallow all his words, cup his hands in farewell, and turn to leave quickly.

After leaving the Sutra Repository, I felt like I was flying, and without pausing for a moment, I headed straight for the mountain gate, then raced back to Beimang under the cover of night.