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

boom--! ! !

A bloody hole exploded between his eyebrows, and his body fell straight down, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The entire room fell silent.

The next moment, screams erupted!

"Dead?! Another immortal being... gone just like that?"

"A random point... another random point! Is this even human?"

"Whoever gets targeted dies! There's no way to stop them!"

"..."

The martial arts heroes were in complete uproar.

That's a celestial being! Not a stray dog ​​on the roadside!

It's utterly absurd and outrageous that it was so easily dismissed!

On the side of the three great dynasties, apart from Meng Chixing and Pang Ban, everyone was terrified.

This situation was beyond any of their expectations.

Lin Daochen... isn't he ridiculously strong?

The people of Northern Mang, in particular, were completely blank at this moment.

How long has it been? Two terrestrial immortals have died one after another?

"We can't let him take them down one by one! Everyone attack together! With so many of us, he can't possibly—"

Taiping Ling, the last terrestrial immortal of Northern Mang, roared, but before he could finish speaking—

Blood bloomed again between his brows!

boom! ! !

The body crashed to the ground with a thud, the echo abruptly ending.

"...ordered again."

The onlookers were already numb with shock.

The scene just now was merely a replay—Lin Daochen raised his hand, pointed, and one person fell.

"What do we do now?!"

The people from Liyang and Dayuan were trembling with fear, their fighting spirit completely gone.

join forces?

joke.

With Lin Daochen's methods, even if they sent out their entire force, they would only be throwing their lives away.

With such overwhelming strength, no matter how many people there are, they'll only add to the number of corpses.

"The Demonic Sect...should we retreat first?"

Ba Siba quietly approached Meng Chixing and asked in a low voice.

We have already lost the initiative in this battle; if we stay any longer, we risk annihilation.

Meng Chixing shook his head, his expression calm: "No need."

Seeing the doubt on Ba Siba's face, he said calmly, "Grand Preceptor, do not worry. Our Great Yuan has other trump cards, and everything is still under control."

"Hindsandwich?"

Ba Si Ba was startled.

He was the Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty, yet he knew nothing about this?

But he also knew that his position in the court was ultimately inferior to that of Meng Chixing.

Perhaps... the other side really does have a hidden trump card.

He didn't ask any more questions and turned to comfort his own people.

At the same time, Meng Chixing turned his head and whispered to Pang Ban beside him:

"Ban'er, if Lin Daochen doesn't move our people, we should hold back for now."

The Yuan dynasty was ambitious and determined to unify the world.

So-called allies are nothing more than a temporary expedient.

Today, the three dynasties have joined forces to attack Wudang, but from beginning to end, they have been hiding their true intentions among themselves.

Now that the three terrestrial immortals of Northern Mang have all been killed, if we can use Lin Daochen to take care of those from Li Yang as well...

For the Yuan Dynasty, this was a situation they had been hoping for.

Right now—

Zhao Huangchao, the patriarch of Longhu Mountain in the Liyang Dynasty, bowed to Lin Daochen and spoke in an extremely humble tone: "Fellow Daoist Lin, today's events were truly forced upon Longhu Mountain. The Emperor of Liyang gave the order, and we dared not disobey. We hope that you will spare our lives out of consideration for our shared lineage in the Daoist sect."

He adopted an extremely humble posture, shifting all the blame onto the emperor sitting on the throne.

There was no other way; the situation was overwhelming.

How strong is Lin Daochen? He's simply beyond human capability to contend with. Faced with an opponent of that caliber, Zhao Huangchao couldn't think of any other way out but to bow down and admit defeat.

Upon hearing these words, Lin Daochen couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

The dignified patriarch of Longhu Mountain, in order to survive, was willing to kick even his ancestors and descendants into the abyss.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, there's no need for pretense." His gaze turned slightly cold. "I know very well that you are originally from the Li Yang royal family, the former fourth prince, who almost sat on the dragon throne."

"Now you say you obey the Emperor? Ha, in the Li Yang Dynasty, who doesn't know that even the Emperor has to think twice before saying a word from your ancestor?"

"Now they're trying to wash their hands of it completely? Isn't that absurd?"

Zhao Huangchao's expression changed drastically: "You...how do you know all this?"

Even high-ranking officials in the current court might not know this long-buried secret. How could this person know it so well?

"How could I possibly know? You needn't trouble yourself with that." Lin Daochen's tone was indifferent, but the next moment he changed the subject, "It's time for you, Fellow Daoist Zhao, to embark on your journey."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Huangchao suddenly roared, "Xuan Su! Xi Yi! Join forces and attack—!!"

boom!!!

Three figures soared into the sky with overwhelming momentum, unleashing their full cultivation as they fiercely attacked Lin Daochen!

"sucker Punch."

Lin Daochen's eyes did not move; he merely flicked his fingers, pointing out three points.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Three muffled thuds, like drumsticks striking the heart.

Three corpses plummeted from mid-air and crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

Everyone stared in horror as they looked closely—each of the three had a bloody hole pierced through their foreheads, perfectly aligned, as if pierced by the same invisible needle!

"Three more terrestrial immortals have died!"

"The same way of dying!"

"They attacked first this time, and what happened? They were still instantly killed!"

The heroes of the martial arts world were shaken to their core, their shock beyond measure.

When have you ever seen a celestial being on land being crushed like an ant?

Today, I've truly broadened my horizons.

"Have you guys noticed... that things have suddenly become strangely quiet over there in the Great Yuan Dynasty?" someone whispered in surprise.

As expected, many people from the Yuan Dynasty who had initially looked panicked have now calmed down and even exuded a sense of composure.

Lin Daochen's gaze narrowed slightly, and with a sweep of his divine sense, he instantly locked onto Pang Ban in the Great Yuan camp.

In that instant, he sensed an aura far surpassing that of a terrestrial Celestial Realm cultivator—unfathomable, almost capable of tearing apart heaven and earth!

"Beyond the celestial beings of the land?...Shattering the void?"

A thought flashed through his mind, but he quickly regained his composure.

If he had encountered such a powerful figure before he had even reached the Foundation Establishment stage, he might have been truly helpless.

But now, he is a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Even at the pinnacle of martial arts, the realm of shattering the void, he dared to confront it head-on!

"Meng Chixing of the Demonic Sect," Lin Daochen turned his gaze to the man, his tone calm yet authoritative, "is your Great Yuan's true trump card your disciple—Pang Ban, isn't it?"

Meng Chixing grinned: "As expected of Dao Chen Zhenren, you saw through it at a glance."

He turned his head and said calmly to the person beside him, "Ban'er, since it can't be hidden anymore, there's no need to hide it anymore."

Pang Ban smiled slightly, slowly stepped out of the Great Yuan Formation, and walked towards Lin Daochen.

boom!

boom!

boom!

With each step, the heavens and earth trembled!

At first, it was like a gentle ripple on the sea, quietly surging; in an instant, it transformed into a towering wave, angrily crashing against the sky!

His steps seemed ordinary, but when he landed, it was as if he carried the power of primordial chaos—mountains and rivers shook, winds and clouds swirled, and even the void groaned!

Even more terrifying, the space around him was crumbling inch by inch, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading wildly, as if this world could no longer contain his existence!

Such power and might stunned the entire audience!

Apart from Lin Daochen, everyone was terrified, their hearts almost kneeling in submission!

"Dao Chen Zhenren," Pang Ban stopped, his gaze like a knife, his voice as cold as iron, "no matter how powerful you are, today... you will surely die."

At this moment, his aura had reached its peak, as if a god had descended to earth, standing above all living beings!

Powerful, oppressive, and crushing of everything, as if heaven and earth were bowing down to it.

Apart from Lin Daochen, almost everyone was instantly enveloped by an irresistible pressure. Their chests felt as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer, their breath caught in their throats, their minds trembled violently, and cold sweat silently trickled down their faces.

"Shattering the void?"

Lin Daochen spoke calmly, but his eyes were as still as a deep, cold pool.

Meanwhile, in a secluded place unknown to the world, several mysterious figures who had been sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed suddenly opened their eyes, a flicker of emotion passing through them.

"Has someone else arrived from nowhere?"

"Heh, it seems this world is about to have a new guest."

"Yet another pitiful creature, full of hope but destined to be disappointed..."

The group chuckled softly, their meaning ambiguous, then closed their eyes again and fell silent.

The scene then shifts back to the entrance of Wudang Mountain.

Upon hearing this, Pang Ban nodded slightly, his voice deep yet clear: "Indeed, it is the Shattering Void."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.

In an instant, the air froze, and even the wind stopped.

The crowd erupted in chaos the next instant.

"Shatter the void!!!"

"Pang Ban of the Great Yuan Dynasty... has actually reached the legendary pinnacle of martial arts?! Isn't that just a fabricated legend?!"

"Heavens! I've actually witnessed a true Void Shattering Realm expert with my own eyes! What an incredible opportunity!"

Countless people were deeply moved and speechless with shock.

For many years, rumors have circulated in the martial arts world that "shattering the void" is the ultimate goal for martial artists, but no one has ever actually seen the person or experienced his power firsthand.

Not even a whisper of it was leaked.

Over time, many people have come to regard it as a myth and treat it as a topic of conversation during their leisure time.

But today—a living, breathing being from the void stands right before them!

"Wudang is in grave danger! Who could have imagined that the Yuan Dynasty harbored such a terrifying trump card?"

"That's the pinnacle of martial arts! Even if Dao Chen Zhenren possessed unparalleled abilities, he would likely be no match for such a being!"

"Absurd! How could a barbarian dynasty produce such a peerless master?"

"We only hope that Master Daochen can protect the Wudang lineage and prevent today from becoming a catastrophe for the martial arts world..."

Many wandering swordsmen who had received favors from Lin Daochen and comprehended sword intent at Wudang were now filled with heavy hearts and burning worries.

Indeed, Lin Daochen's name is renowned throughout the world, his swordsmanship is unparalleled, and no one dares to underestimate him.

But the opponent is an extremely powerful being who has stepped into the "Shattered Void".

Even the most loyal supporters dared not claim victory at this moment.

Not only were outsiders in despair, but even many Wudang disciples looked dejected.

"Master, what... should we do?"

Song Yuanqiao lowered his voice, which trembled slightly.

Zhang Sanfeng frowned, his gaze as heavy as iron. Faced with such an extraordinary being, he was momentarily at a loss.

After a long silence, he slowly uttered, "Let's wait and see. If we really reach a dead end, we'll just fight the Mongols to the bitter end."

Even so, everyone could tell that it was a tragic and resolute determination.

Behind him, the Wudang disciples gripped their weapons tightly, their knuckles turning white. They understood that today's battle concerned the very survival of their sect.

Meanwhile, the Yuan Dynasty camp was overjoyed.

Apart from Meng Chixing, everyone else was initially shocked, but then overjoyed – they never expected that their own dynasty would actually have an invincible being who could shatter the void!

The surprise came so suddenly, it was almost dizzying.

"Lord Demonic Sect Master, no wonder you were so composed just now; you had such a trump card all along!" Ba Siba stepped forward quickly, his face full of reverence. "The Demonic Master was able to break through the void and achieve the pinnacle of martial arts; he is truly the greatest genius in the Great Yuan Dynasty in a thousand years!"

No wonder Meng Chixing dared to say "everything is under control"; it turns out there was a true god-like figure standing behind him!

At this moment, Si Hanfei also rushed over excitedly, his eyes burning with the flames of ambition:

"The time has finally come for the Great Yuan to rule the world!"

"Today we will first slaughter Wudang, then march south to flatten the Song Dynasty and annihilate the Ming Dynasty! We will trample all dynasties under our feet!"

"With a sorcerer in charge, who dares to disobey? Those who disobey will be killed without mercy!"

"Above and below heaven, only our Great Yuan reigns supreme!"

"Your Highness is wise!" Ba Si Ba echoed with a smile, his eyes gleaming.

Lin Daochen had not yet reached the Shattered Void realm, yet he had already stirred up the winds and clouds of the world; now that Pang Ban had truly ascended to this realm, and with the Great Yuan Iron Cavalry sweeping across the land, it was only a matter of time before they conquered the four seas.

Looking at the two spirited and powerful ministers before him, Meng Chixing's lips curled slightly. He remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he sighed softly.

Only he and Kublai Khan knew that after today's battle, Pang Ban would be leaving this world forever.

They would naturally not publicize this matter, but instead would create a thick fog of mystery, so that the world would always believe that Pang Ban was still in the Great Yuan, suppressing the destiny and intimidating the eight wastelands.