My equipment is designed for cultivation; I started by slaughtering my way through a small world.

Demons, Bloodline Martial Arts.

The first few half-step supreme masters who followed the Grand Master of the Great Yuan Dynasty couldn't help but gasp in shock.

They obtained only a trace of demon blood and yet stepped into the realm of a half-step Supreme Grandmaster.

The Demon Lord has pure demonic blood flowing through his body, which he uses to cultivate his martial arts mindset. Just how strong is the Demon Lord?

"snort!!"

"If one advances the demon bloodline to the second tier and obtains the demon bloodline advancement inheritance, what are mere natives worth?!"

The Grand Preceptor of the Great Yuan Dynasty glanced at his many subordinates in the main hall, and couldn't help but recall the bloodline inheritance in his mind. For every level that the demon bloodline advanced, it could gain a talent ability.

The demonic bloodline within him was a great opportunity his father obtained after participating in an experiment on immortal techniques and surviving countless near-death experiences.

This power of blood flows through his body through heredity.

……

Two months later.

The Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty led the Yuan warriors, along with the warriors from various factions who had surrendered along the way, to gather outside the capital of the Ming Dynasty.

The Ming Empire resisted with all its might.

Among them, the white-bearded, half-step Supreme Grandmaster of the royal family was the leader. He controlled the Imperial Guards, formed the Blood Qi Formation, and confronted the Grand Preceptor of the Great Yuan Dynasty.

"Hahaha……"

"Zhu Wushi, you don't actually think that your tortoise shell can stop me, do you?"

The Grand Preceptor of the Great Yuan Dynasty laughed wildly, his cold and terrifying true essence transforming into wisps of black mist that swept in all directions.

Opposite him, the white-haired old man named Zhu Wushi remained calm and unaffected.

Countless black chills swept in, and with the support of the Blood Qi Array, a layer of blood flames ignited around the white-haired old man's body.

"Remnants of the grasslands."

"Back in the day, when the Ming Dynasty's founding emperor launched his northern expedition, you retreated again and again. How dare you still stand here barking and howling?"

The white-haired old man said calmly.

"So what?"

"Your Great Ming Emperor Taizu has been dead for over a hundred years."

"As the saying goes, fortunes change every thirty years, and the Yuan Dynasty should never underestimate its strength. This world ultimately belongs to the Yuan Empire, and to me."

The Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty simply stopped pretending, and the black true energy emanating from his body became increasingly sinister and cold.

"Today, I will show you the bloodline martial arts I created."

The Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty laughed wildly, raised his hand, and lightly pointed forward.

Rumble...

A terrifying aura emanated from the Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty, transforming into a surging black tide.

The clicking sound was incessant.

The black tide was like living ice; the moisture in the air quickly turned into hexagonal white icicles and fell.

Upon seeing this, the white-haired old man took out the Taizu Xuanzhu without hesitation.

"Bloodline crystals?"

"Not bad. To be able to create such a crude bloodline crystal and store the true essence of the Great Ming Emperor, as a descendant of the Great Ming Emperor, you can indeed exert strength close to that of a supreme grandmaster."

The Grand Preceptor of the Great Yuan Dynasty was also a mercenary employed by the Immortal Kingdom and possessed extensive knowledge about bloodlines.

Upon seeing the Great Ancestor's Mysterious Pearl, he commented.

"What a pity!"

"Even if you martial artists manage to condense a bloodline crystal by chance, it's still just an external object. Even if you can activate it, how long can you use it?"

The Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty spoke with an air of superiority and arrogance.

"Even if you have a hundred or so bloodline crystals, you are still like rootless duckweed. Once the power of your bloodline crystals is exhausted, it will be your death..."

The Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Even though the white-haired old man could control the Blood Qi Array and mobilize the blood and qi of 20,000 Imperial Guards, the quality of his energy was still inferior to that of the Great Yuan National Preceptor's true essence.

"Go to hell!!"

The Grand Preceptor of the Great Yuan Dynasty took a step forward, and terrifying black true essence transformed into Taiyin Yin Ice, condensing into a hellish demon that pounced fiercely towards the white-haired old man.

"not good……"

The white-haired old man's expression changed. A golden surge of Taizu True Essence erupted from the Taizu Mystic Pearl in his hand, igniting the martial artist's blood and qi gathered by the Blood Gang Array to resist the invasion of Taiyin Yin Ice.

……

The atmosphere was heavy as a life-or-death battle raged outside the city.

The Royal Armory remained silent.

In this tranquility, it seems as if the warm sun is rising, dispelling the darkness and chill, and bringing boundless warmth.

Gu Qing remained seated cross-legged.

Comprehend the Nine Yang Supreme Skill.

"Sword Immortal!!"

The Ming emperor arrived at the royal armory at some unknown time.

"The Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty has attacked. We beg the Sword Immortal to take action and save the millions of people in the Central Plains."

The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, dressed in a dragon robe, prostrated himself at Gu Qing's feet and pleaded.

The Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty was exceptionally powerful.

The white-haired old man, holding the Taizu Xuanzhu, fought a decisive battle with the Grand Master of the Great Yuan Dynasty, but still did not have complete confidence in defeating his opponent.

If we are defeated...

The Ming imperial family is certainly in grave danger, and as the emperor, he will only suffer a worse fate.

"Sword Immortal?"

half an hour.

Seeing that Gu Qing was still meditating with her eyes closed, seemingly not having heard him, he mustered his courage and called out softly again.

However, Gu Qing still radiated warmth like a little sun, her eyes slightly closed, as if she were wandering in the void.

"Sword Immortal?"

"Please, sir, lend a helping hand. From now on, the Great Ming Empire will recognize the Western Mountain Sword Sect as its state religion, and the Sword Immortal as its guardian deity, enjoying the offerings of the people of the world..."

Just as the Ming emperor was escalating the situation...

Gu Qing, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes. Deep within his eyes, a sun was reflected, constantly expanding and contracting.

Repeat this process nine times.

The boundless void constructed by Gu Qing's spiritual power resembled the birth of stars, releasing endless light.

The Nine Yang Supreme Technique has been perfected.

"So that's the power of ultimate Yang!!"

Gu Qing stood up.

At this moment, in Gu Qing's vision, wherever the sun shines, yang energy rises.

Everything has yin and yang.

In Gu Qing's eyes, yang energy is intertwined among all things.

"Gu Jianxian, your...your aura?"

The Ming emperor stared blankly, and for some reason, he sensed the aura of the Ming Taizu Emperor from Gu Qing.

Extremely strong and masculine, bright and majestic.

"Don't rush!!"

"Wait until I vanquish the demon..."

Gu Qing smiled slightly and clenched his fist towards the sky.

The yang energy between heaven and earth, along with the sunlight, caused Gu Qing to have a slight thought, and the sunlight transformed into a rainbow bridge.

……

Outside the capital.

The white-haired old man was fighting with the Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty.

Ok? !

The Grand Preceptor of the Great Yuan Dynasty seemed to sense something; his expression changed drastically, and he suddenly retreated.

A rainbow bridge stretched out from the depths of the palace, piercing through the blood-red array formed by 20,000 troops. Countless people looked up, staring at the rainbow-like path.

"What is this?"

Whether it was the common people of the capital or the martial artists of the Great Yuan outside the city, this question arose in everyone's mind.

Only the Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty had a solemn expression.

He looked up at the other end of the Rainbow Bridge, where a terrifying aura emanated.

at this time.

Inside the royal armory, Gu Qing took a deep breath, took a light step, and stepped directly out of the palace.

Above the capital, light and shadow intertwined as Gu Qing stepped onto the rainbow bridge and walked step by step toward the city's outskirts.

The Ming emperor stared blankly at the strange phenomenon before him.

It seems like I've thought of something!

He murmured softly, "The Ming Dynasty is saved, the Ming Dynasty is saved..."