The corner gives the wooden martial arts master, whose martial arts are equivalent to a harem.

"Hmm? A daughter? This is our child? Hmph, so tiny, yet so adorable?"

Bajiquan is also a first-time mother, so her way of expressing herself is a bit strange.

But she would occasionally reveal a loving mother's smile as she looked at her own flesh and blood with Gu Chuanhen, completely unconcerned about the other traces of martial arts.

"Since she's our daughter, her helping you doesn't really count as helping you."

The words of Bajiquan prove that Gu Chuanhen's bug exploit was successful, and the world difficulty did not increase, which is cause for celebration.

If it had increased any further, it would have required another hundred. That was close! I couldn't help but wipe a cold sweat from my brow.

The text broadcast was only glanced at briefly, but Gu Chuanhen had already sensed the changes within himself.

That heaven-reaching intent seized the secrets of creation and used them to refine Gu Chuanhen himself, making it impossible for Gu Chuanhen to move an inch.

Even amidst the chaos of heaven and earth, the ancient legend of hatred still finds its way to this place, where one feels out of place and unable to move an inch, like a fish in water.

"Dad! Hit him!" "Husband! Beat him up!"

Suddenly, the outer and inner kings of the Longqian Emperor and Nahedao launched a punch.

The ancient legend says that the spine of the man who had been hated for his ability to reach the heavens bounced, and the punch that shot out seemed to have an inexplicable meaning.

"I know! My dear girl! My wife!" Gu Chuanhen shouted.

As their fists clashed, Gu Chuanhen realized that a path ahead had been cut off.

That path ahead is called the Saint King Realm. The severed line, like a seed, has taken root in the ancient martial arts tradition, and given enough time, it will grow into a complete realm.

"Hmph! Emperor Long Qian! I see you have absolutely no idea what Gu Jieyi is capable of!"

"My name is Tongtian, and I can cut through a single thread. This thread can be anything, and life itself is within it!"

As his tone grew more impassioned, Gu Jieyi couldn't help but recite a poem.

"Severing the mysteries, the Dao, and the immortals, a single punch illuminates heaven and earth. Calamities of heaven and earth gush forth like a spring, and though eternal damnation is inevitable, the journey continues uninterrupted!"

"Oh? My daughter, you're already this capable?! You truly are worthy of being my and Gu Chuanhen's daughter!"

"Yes, Mom, I'm that amazing! Mom and Dad are truly amazing!"

Amidst the mother's loving care and the daughter's filial piety, the mother and daughter laughed heartily, and the laughter from Bajiquan was even more intense.

She held a ball of light shaped like a seed in her hand.

"Endless domineering power! Come forth! You are about to nurture this seed of the Saint King realm into a towering tree!"

A tiny seed, upon landing, grows with a bang, transforming into nothingness in the process of growth, permeating the martial arts.

It was nurtured and cultivated by the aspirations of Bajiquan (a martial arts style) for its sons to become dragons and its daughters to become phoenixes, growing into a towering tree among men.

Having obtained the Saint King Realm, Gu Chuanhen did not use it immediately.

He wanted his own martial art, which guaranteed both life and death, to defeat the Saint King realm expert, rather than using other methods before he had even mastered the latter.

This is a collision on the road ahead.

As the Tongtian Fist technique transforms into human form, the Life and Death Perfection Martial Arts has incorporated the essence of the Tongtian Fist technique into the four principles of the Overturning Heaven and Connecting Back, and then applied them to the Tongtian Bone.

The bones, muscles, and fascia are all meticulously refined during this transformation. Furthermore, the miraculous physique of a certain person, as mentioned by Flying Star, is selected from the memories of ancient hatred and further sublimated and strengthened.

"...a large number of strange reticular tissues, these reticular tissues are distributed in various places, similar to connective tissue and like the male corpus cavernosum, which can expand and harden by filling with blood. They also have the strong basal cell regeneration function of myocardial cells, and have the characteristics of muscles and skin. Muscles can be built up by lifting weights, and skin can be worn into calluses. This shows that his reticular tissues can become more useful through training."

This mesh-like structure acts like his armor, strengthening with each hammer blow. It can provide maximum protection against all forms of attack.

—From Chapter 10 of this volume.

These physical changes have made the Vajra Indestructible Realm even more worthy of its name, and have enabled the muscles, bones, skin and membranes to stretch and contract at will.

With both body and mind intact, progressing in tandem, the body becomes strong, and so does the mind.

Emperor Long Qian had already seen that Gu Chuanhen had become stronger, and that the extreme fist technique could now only be matched with Gu Chuanhen in a stalemate.

Each punch is perfectly timed, reaching to the heavens and cutting off everything in its path; every time they clash, something is taken away.

Whether it's the foundation of the Saint King realm, the essence of Hung Kuen, the invisible and living martial art, or the bloodline reversion brought about by the bull totem transformed from the ultimate Hung Kuen path, every time they clash, their state declines and weakens one after another.

"What a cunning thief! I thought you were righteous and honorable, but I never expected you to be so vicious as to steal my power? Once a traitor, always a thief!"

Emperor Long Qian's angry curses made Gu Chuanhen's face turn as red as a monkey's bottom; he couldn't curse back at all.

Because in a sense, Emperor Longqian was right to criticize.

"Huh?! You're just spouting nonsense!"

"Dare to insult me, Gu Jieyi? I'll give your mother a real punch and make her regret giving birth to a worthless brat like you!!! I should punch you so hard you'll be sent flying back to your mother's grave, you bastard emperor!!!"

Bajiquan had just finished cursing without any real effect when he looked at Gu Jieyi, who was cursing even more harshly, with surprise.

Why such harsh criticism? Whose "genes" did they get from?

Gu Chuanhen had no time to be surprised; he just shouted loudly.

"Daughter, be more polite! Those are swear words you shouldn't say!"

"Yes, Daddy, I'll find out soon." She obediently uttered the basic words of a strong person.

Bajiquan continued to scrutinize Gu Jieyi with a strange look in his eyes.

"Gu Chuanhen, Dasheng Pigua, and I don't swear much, but this kid Jieyi also has the ability to 'turn the world upside down'... Could it really be the ability to 'turn the world upside down'?"

Bajiquan thought to himself, puzzled.

However, Gu Chuanhen didn't have time to discuss family teachings with Bajiquan, so he simply continued to spar with Long Qiandi while the iron was hot.

After exchanging blows for about ten times, Emperor Longqian, enraged and frustrated, pushed his already balanced Saint King realm and unleashed a punch that combined all the skills he had learned in his life with the Hung Kuen style of boxing within him.

The three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism are not ranked in any particular order. The martial arts of the three schools are refined and their impurities are retained, and they are integrated into the external sagehood and the manifestation of the Tao. Then, the internal kingship is used to govern and break through the limits.

The imperial title "Longqian" is divided into "Long" and "Qian".

Dragons can be large or small, can fly or hide, can leap into the heavens or lie dormant in the abyss.

Qian represents Heaven, meaning the Son of Heaven.

Thus, the fist technique, which combines the Saint King Realm and the three families, is like a flying dragon in the sky. Using the principles of Hung Kuen, it conjures a group of red dragons that blot out the sky and stir up storms and waves.

This is a kind of intention, an intention to break down the boundaries between reality and the mind.

In this kind of fist intent, the true form and appearance is a huge red dragon, a red dragon of varying sizes, a red dragon that seems to fly and hide, reaching the sky and diving down to merge with the earth, like roots hidden underground, a red dragon formed by the twisting and mixing of countless dragon whiskers, dragon scales, limbs, dragon eyes and other various things related to dragons or possessing the blood of dragon sons and grandsons.

This is a red dragon, a deformed red dragon that wants to occupy the entire Kyushu, no, it wants to occupy the entire universe.

"A fist breeds demons? Possessing a mountain of treasures, yet resorting to heretical and demonic methods? How pathetic, despicable, and hateful!!"

The Great Sage, who had arrived in time, showed disgust on his face, but suppressed his anger and said with a strong sense of hatred for evil.

"Gu Chuanhen, my chosen one, I know your situation. This is Bajiquan's domain now, and you cannot borrow my power. But since I have arrived in time, I presume you can unleash another punch and kill this evil heretic on the spot."

"Great Sage Splitting the Curse, you've come at the perfect time!" "Great Sage Splitting the Curse, Mom!"

Bajiquan and Gu Jieyi greeted Dasheng Pigua together.

"Huh? When did I get a daughter?" Da Sheng Pi Gua was slightly taken aback, but then he understood. "Ah, I see. Then it's not wrong for you to call me Mom."

The Great Sage's Cleaving Technique unexpectedly gained an extra bloodline connection, which is truly a cause for celebration.

He seemed a little uncomfortable, his expression slightly confused, as if he was puzzled about how to deal with his own daughter's adorable big eyes.

Then He gently reached out and patted Gu Jieyi's little head.

Without even reminiscing, Gu Chuanhen's joy intensified. With the arrival of the Great Sage's magic, his confidence grew even stronger.

"I will, Great Sage Splitting the Gua, I will make you and Bajiquan witness my victory with this punch."

The long-blocked Great Sage's Chopping Strike arrived just in time, allowing the Ancient Tradition of Hatred to be fully enhanced, and after the fist struck the body, it gave rise to a new idea that was integrated into the martial arts of life and death.

How could he forget the powerful strike and punch that the Great Sage delivered in Shennongjia?

The Great Sage's Cleave is the cheat that Dragon Emperor possesses, known as the Saint King Realm.

However, the fist technique that Gu Chuanhen is now using is a combination of the power of the Overlord's Fist.

With the three fists working together and aided by the Heaven-Reaching Fist Technique, this strike will surely reduce Emperor Long Qian to ashes.

His punch was like a pounding blow, aimed directly at the strange dragon of fist intent. It should have been a powerful and imposing attack, but instead...

A perfectly calm and uneventful strike is a supremely skillful attack that eliminates all influence.

This clash, which should have been a grand and spectacular battle, turned out to be as casual as a game, failing to cause any ripples.

The red, deformed evil dragon in the fist intent shattered into flying debris with a casual gesture, and after exploding, it turned into a kind of fuel that most people in Kyushu now yearn for.

Gala then broadcast the ancient legend of the martial arts contest to all the onlookers in this world.

And then.

Gu Chuanhen and Long Qiandi exchanged blows, their figures already passing each other.

Emperor Longqian stumbled forward a few steps, his steps faltering and his vision blurred. His mind and body were shattered like those of a Saint King, but the remnants of his martial arts kept his body intact and prevented him from dying.

But this support eventually receded like the tide, and unable to hold on any longer, Emperor Longqian's body smashed through the lake's surface and sank downwards.

At that very moment, the old monsters lurking in the shadows fell like fiery meteors, with the earth as their sky.

The fiery meteor forced back Gu Chuanhen, who was determined to kill them all, and gently caught the body of Emperor Longqian.

The extreme high temperatures evaporated the water in the lake.

The fireball appeared amidst the rising mist.

That was... a middle-aged man around forty years old, whose facial features were typical of people from Kyushu.

The appearance of Emperor Longqian can be considered to have been inherited from him.

The man was wearing armor from a previous dynasty, but the armor... seemed to be alive.

Yes, these armors contain meridians, and are creations similar to the Heavenly King's Golden Blade, but these armors are different from the Heavenly King's Golden Blade; they are of a higher grade.

Emerging from the armor was a mixture of resentment, anger, regret, and a general sense of unwillingness—the intent of a fist.

"Hong Yexuan! I, the Emperor, swear to kill you!" "Hong Yexuan! I, Ye Zhupi, swear to kill you!" "Hong Yexuan..."

These boxing techniques seem to convey the intentions of the mind in a tangible way, which was fully understood by Gu Chuanhen.

"Grandpa." Long Qiandi looked at the man holding him and revealed an ugly smile. "Grandpa, I've lost. I'm powerless to change anything."

"I know." Emperor Ye Xuan closed his eyes with sorrow.

"Grandpa, please help your grandson fulfill his wish? Let me become your armor too."

After Emperor Long Qian finished speaking, his flesh and blood writhed and clung to his armor like minced meat or dough.

Although the armor had no mouth, it seemed to breathe, absorbing nutrients from flesh and blood, as well as the remnants of martial arts.

After the dough of flesh and blood was completely absorbed, the resentful fist intent within the armor was suppressed into one body by the Saint King realm.

"Grandpa, I beg you." The will emanating from the armor suppressed those former pure-blooded barbarian emperors at the cost of his own annihilation.

This suit of armor was completely seen by Gu Chuanhen. It was not clothing, but rather an outer layer of muscles, bones, and skin growing on the man's body. It was an exoskeleton-like body.

When Ye Xuandi opened his eyes again, they were incredibly sharp. He looked at Gu Chuanhen and spoke, his voice young, yet revealing an air of old age.

"This is my poor grandson's last wish. I must bring back the government that belongs to the people of Kyushu from the underworld."