The First Venerable of All Paths

"Bang!"

The lake water suddenly burst open, and two figures rushed out from the depths of the lake.

It was Sang Mo and Zou Mi who had turned into skeletons.

In the blink of an eye, another figure enveloped in azure light stepped out from the cracked lake.

Feet touched the void, and a blue lotus bloomed.

He came from the bottom of the lake, and lotus flowers bloomed with every step he took.

Standing in mid-air, he grasped with his five fingers.

Lotus leaves whistled in from all directions, coalescing into a blue lotus armor on his naked body.

Golden-red flames spread out behind him, forming a cloak several meters long.

His eyes swirled with black and white energy, like the evolution of yin and yang, before quickly receding.

He chuckled softly and took a step forward.

"Whoosh!"

In mid-air, a blue and red afterimage streaked past and appeared in front of the two skeletons, tightly gripping their throats.

"Bang!"

With a forceful squeeze of his palm, the bones were instantly crushed into dust.

He brushed the ashes off his hands, looked at Xie Gui whose expression had changed drastically, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips.

"I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you."

Fang Xuan stood on a blue lotus, his tone indifferent.

"You can't take this ninth-grade green lotus away."

Looking at the young man in front of him, Xie Gui's pupils shrank slightly.

He couldn't even see through Fang Xuan's cultivation level.

The other party seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, preventing him from probing with his divine sense.

Even more so, if stared at for too long, Xie Gui's soul would feel a burning sting.

"Fang Xuan, I really underestimated you!"

Xie Gui took a deep breath to suppress the shock in his heart.

"The opportunity I have been pursuing for three hundred years has unexpectedly fallen on the head of an ant like you."

For this Azure Lotus Secret Realm, for that eighth-grade Azure Lotus.

So many powerful figures perished here.

He spent three hundred years on this, just for that one sliver of luck.

But now...

But at this moment, it's the young man in front of me who benefits.

"But as I said, even if you refine it, so what?"

Xie Gui smiled coldly: "As long as I refine you, this opportunity will also belong to me!"

"Then let's give it a try."

These four simple words exude a powerful sense of confidence.

"Although I don't know exactly how much fortune you've attained, you're not qualified to speak to me like that!"

Xie Gui snorted coldly and clenched his fist with his five fingers.

The evil hand reappeared, grabbing fiercely at Fang Xuan.

"Little one, even though you have received great fortune, you are still no match for him."

At that moment, a weak voice echoed in Fang Xuan's mind.

"Let me do it."

Fang Xuan turned around and smiled brightly at Qinghe Shangren, who was now only half a skeleton.

"Don't worry, senior, he can't kill me."

Fang Xuan, clad in azure lotus armor, treads on azure lotus flowers as if walking on flat ground.

He looked up at the giant, evil hand that was filled with murderous intent, a blue light flashing in his eyes, and then threw a punch.

This punch.

There was not a trace of Yuan energy fluctuation.

There was no Heavenly Fire Sword Qi to enhance it.

Yes, it is simply the purest physical strength.

"Thump!"

A powerful and terrifying force erupted from the fist, tearing the air apart and creating a sonic wave that slammed into the evil spirit's hand.

"Snap!"

The evil giant hand collapsed.

Fang Xuan's body trembled slightly, and he dissipated all the incoming force.

In contrast, Xie Gui actually took a half step back.

Although it was only half a step, it was unbelievable and unacceptable to Xie Gui.

"How is that possible?"

Xie Gui exclaimed, "How could you possibly possess such power?"

The power contained in Fang Xuan's punch just now actually surpassed that of the Qi Gathering Realm and even exceeded that of the Yuan Condensation Realm.

Comparable to a master of the Divine Realm!

"What exactly did you do?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Xuan slowly withdrew his fist and said, "What? A powerful expert at the Divine Intent Realm, is this all the strength you have? I am quite disappointed."

"Arrogant fool!"

Xie Gui was immediately enraged by Fang Xuan's words.

"You want to die? Then let me show you my true abilities!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Gui's figure flashed suddenly, appearing in front of Fang Xuan like an arrow, and his fists slammed down hard.

"Well done!"

Fang Xuan laughed loudly, slightly bent his body, and threw a punch.

Fang Xuan delivered a punch without any fancy moves, yet it possessed an earth-shattering force.

"Thump!"

Their fists collided, and a surge of power swept through their bodies, forcing Fang Xuan back several steps.

"Now that's more interesting!"

Before he could regain his footing, Fang Xuan stepped on the green lotus and threw another punch.

"Knock knock knock!"

Fang Xuan's punches were as swift as the wind, and his fist energy was as powerful as thunder, containing the strength of a wild beast.

However, Xie Gui, as a powerful expert in the Divine Realm, was no less formidable.

Each attack caused Fang Xuan's body to radiate a blue light, and his blood and qi surged within him.

To be fair, Fang Xuan was at a disadvantage.

But he fought with increasing ferocity, throwing punches faster and faster.

Its power is also growing stronger.

The blue flame flickered in Master Qinghe's eyes.

He figured it out.

"Good lad, use this opportunity to temper your body and solidify your foundation."

Xie Gui also noticed this.

Xie Gui was enraged when he punched Fang Xuan in the chest again, sending him flying several meters away.

"You little bastard, how dare you use me as a whetstone to solidify your cultivation? You've truly gone too far!"

His anger surged like a tidal wave, and Xie Gui grabbed with his large hand.

The evil spear came whistling through the air without hesitation, thrusting towards Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan rubbed the dented blue lotus armor, his expression grave as he watched the spear hurtling towards him.

A surge of fighting spirit welled up within his chest.

The essence of each fist technique flashed through my mind like a fleeting glance.

"King's Fist Shakes the World!"

With a low shout, Fang Xuan unleashed a punch.

His body was thrown back.

The spears, undiminished in their momentum, pressed down like towering mountains.

"Slaying with overwhelming force, shattering mountains!"

Another punch was thrown, the intent of the punch rising infinitely.

This time, the spear paused for a moment, but then struck Fang Xuan's head with lightning speed.

Fang Xuan's blood and qi surged violently, burning like fire.

An intense desire for release surged from every part of his body, converging in his fist.

"The Dao Falls, the Fist Ends!"

With a loud shout, he naturally unleashed the punch.

"when!"

The fist collided with the spear tip, producing a metallic clang.

An invisible wave of air swept in all directions.

The lotus flowers that remained in mid-air disintegrated one by one.

The vegetation surrounding the lake was also completely destroyed.

"Tick-tock!"

"Tick-tock!"

The blood dripped down and merged into the lake water below, becoming assimilated by it.

"I thought you were something special, but it seems you're nothing special after all!"

Looking at Fang Xuan, whose mouth and nose were bleeding, Xie Gui smiled sinisterly.

"You're celebrating too soon!"

However, Fang Xuan revealed a crazed, sinister smile.

Then Xie Gui saw it.

Behind Fang Xuan, a tall and graceful woman, standing proudly between heaven and earth, slowly emerged.

She mimicked Fang Xuan's earlier actions, raising her arm, clenching her fingers into a fist, and delivering a punch devoid of any harshness.

The intent behind each punch was exactly the same as that revealed by Fang Xuan.

"Martial...the true meaning of martial arts?!"

Xie Gui cried out in surprise, his face filled with horror.

There are different levels of skill and different grades of martial arts.

When one cultivates a martial art to its highest level, there is indeed a certain chance of mastering the true essence of martial arts.

The true essence of martial arts is the will of the creator of this martial art.

However, not all martial arts can embody the will of their creator.

This is because it places extremely high demands on the quality of martial arts skills.

The requirements for cultivators are even more stringent.

Ironically, Xie Gui saw it in a young man who was not even twenty years old.

The woman's figure was like the most noble deity in the world.

Her simple punch possessed an unparalleled power that could shatter the heavens, instilling fear and trembling in all living beings.

These thoughts had barely crossed his mind when Xie Gui saw them.

The evil spear in his hand began to crumble inch by inch, turning into dust.

An indescribable, overwhelming power, like the entire universe, pressed down heavily upon him.

A chilling, pure, and extreme killing intent erupted suddenly.

"puff!"

Xie Gui had no chance to dodge and was punched in the face, causing blood to spurt from his mouth and nose.

Although this punch didn't kill him.

But this also caused Xie Gui's aura to plummet.

Xie Gui stared wide-eyed at Fang Xuan as if he had seen a ghost, his heart filled with utter shock.

terrible.

That woman was terrifying!

Just what kind of being is this? The true meaning of martial arts contained within their techniques is terrifyingly powerful.

Fortunately, his cultivation level was too weak.

Seeing Fang Xuan's tightly closed eyes, Xie Gui quickly suppressed his agitated blood and qi.

"If he is given more time to grow, even I will not be his match."

In Xie Gui's view, Fang Xuan's terrifying strength was inseparable from the ninth-grade green lotus he had refined.

This should have belonged to Xie Gui!

"We must finish this quickly, otherwise if we delay any longer, and that old devil Qinghe comes to his senses, the opportunity we've got will probably slip away again."

He's already missed it once; he absolutely can't miss it a second time!

Thinking of this, a murderous glint flashed in Xie Gui's eyes.

"Ordinary methods won't kill him."

Xie Gui licked his lips, a mad look flashing across his face.

"We have no choice but to resort to that move."

Thinking of this, Xie Gui suddenly bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He formed a hand seal and quickly applied it to the essence and blood.

The essence and blood kept changing shape, eventually coalescing into a blood-red eye.

"Oh no, this is a forbidden technique of the evil race!"

Fang Xuan was still digesting the lingering effects of the martial arts essence when Qinghe Shangren's urgent voice echoed in his mind once more.

"Even in my prime, I dared not underestimate this forbidden technique. You'd better step back!"

As the voice faded, Master Qinghe, dragging his remaining half-bones, stood in front of Fang Xuan.

The bony fingers continued to carve something on the broken blade, and streaks of blood-red lines appeared.

The aura of Master Qinghe quickly disappeared and merged into the broken blade.

The Qinghe Sword is the natal flying sword of Master Qinghe.

He sacrificed his natal flying sword, which severely injured Xie Gui, but the sword also shattered into several pieces.

The section in front of me is the only remaining fragment of the sword, still retaining some sword essence.

Although it lacks sword essence, it still possesses sword heart.

Master Qinghe prepares to ignite his sword heart.

"senior."

At this moment, a slender hand rested on Qinghe Shangren's shoulder.

"I can fight again!"

Gently pulling Master Qinghe behind him, he infused a surge of chaotic essence into her, helping her stabilize her crumbling remnant spirit.

Fang Xuan stepped forward.

The armor gleamed, and the fiery cloak fluttered in the wind.

He stared at the blood-red eyeball in front of Xie Gui, his sword bones trembling and his sword intent soaring.

"The Evil Eye opens, the heavens sink!"

Xie Gui paused, channeling all his spiritual power into the Evil Eye.

"Buzz!"

The evil eye opened, and the world fell into darkness.

The entire sky seemed to have sunk hundreds of feet downwards.

The distant mountains collapsed completely.

The entire secret realm seemed to be facing destruction.

"Evil spirits have descended!"

Xie Gui's eerie voice rang out, and a large gray hand suddenly emerged from the blood-red eyeball hanging in the sky.

His palms seemed to be condensing runes, radiating an eerie aura that terrified heaven and earth.

Evil Clan Secret Technique, Evil Spirit Descends!

"die!"

With a flick of his finger, Xie Gui unleashed a monstrous hand of runes that descended from the sky, pressing down upon Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and then blue flames swept around his body.

He reached his hand behind his shoulder, as if he had grabbed something.

Apply force with all five fingers.

Fang Xuan actually pulled a three-foot-long, emerald-green sword straight out of his spine.

In an instant, a cyan sword light illuminated the sky.

The sword energy, vital energy, and spirit within his body all merged into the sword.

Fang Xuan's face was contorted with rage as he slashed his cyan longsword toward the sky.

"Open it for me!"