The First Venerable of All Paths

"King's Fist Shakes the World!"

The Chaos Saint Body, combined with the ultimate killing power of the Killing King Fist, is no longer as simple as one plus one.

It is a qualitative change.

At least in Zhao Qingcang's eyes, Fang Xuan's punch seemed to contain the power of the Heavenly Dao, enough to blast a giant peak into dust.

"How could this little bastard unleash such terrifying power?"

Zhao Qingcang roared inwardly, his reaction swift despite his shock.

He formed hand seals, and as the Dao patterns flowed, they condensed into a huge Dao patterned palm, which slammed down on Fang Xuan.

The Great Transformation Heavenly Palm!

"break!"

Fang Xuan let out a cold shout and unleashed his iron fist without hesitation, easily shattering Zhao Qingcang's attack.

But the killing punch continued its relentless force, smashing towards Zhao Qingcang's face with unstoppable momentum.

"laugh!"

At the critical moment, Zhao Qingcang's triangular Dao seal between his eyebrows flashed, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, appearing behind Fang Xuan and striking Fang Xuan's head with a palm.

"Hammer swing!"

Missing his first strike, Fang Xuan changed his fist technique again, clenching his fist with all five fingers and slamming it backward.

"Bang!"

Their fists and palms clashed, and chaotic golden patterns flowed, unleashing unparalleled power that sent Zhao Qingcang flying once again.

"Snap!"

With a twist of his feet, Fang Xuan burst forth, his fists flying like the wind, slamming punch after punch at Zhao Qingcang.

After activating the Chaos Sacred Body, Fang Xuan's speed, strength, and reaction time increased several times over.

Each punch carried immense power, causing the void to tremble and producing a piercing, ear-piercing sound, like a beast's roar.

"Tiger, leopard, and dragon sounds?"

Tuoba Xiaozhang suddenly stood up, staring intently at Fang Xuan with wide eyes.

"His boxing skills have actually reached this level?"

The sounds of tigers, leopards, and dragons are close to the Dao.

This is a realm that countless martial artists cannot reach even after years of cultivation.

Even with Tuoba Xiaozhang's special physique, he could only barely reach the threshold of this realm.

"Holy Son, haven't you realized it yet?"

Gu Ya said solemnly, "This Fang Xuan is a body cultivator, and his physique is no less powerful than yours."

"Elder Guya, please stop talking."

Tuoba Xiaozhang slumped down, looking utterly dejected.

Gun mastery, body mastery.

His boxing techniques have even reached the true essence of the Great Dao.

He had never heard of such a prodigy before.

"The Holy Son need not be discouraged."

Gu Ya comforted him, "Our Beast Taming Mountain is known for its beast taming skills. In a full-force battle, you are no weaker than these two."

Although Gu Ya offered words of comfort, Tuoba Xiaozhang's mood did not improve much.

"This little guy has been hiding his true colors quite well."

Qi Xuanlin watched Fang Xuan display his divine power and completely crush Zhao Qingcang, and felt inexplicably pleased.

Her gaze shifted, landing on the sword case on Fang Xuan's back. Suddenly, she tilted her head and said, "My dear disciple, what do you think about me finding you a junior brother?"

"Master wants to take on a disciple?"

The masked woman paused, then asked, "Which junior brother or sister in the sect have you taken a fancy to?"

Yan Daoming's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Qi Xuanlin held sole control of the sword at Qingyun Sect, and his cultivation was unfathomable.

Inside the sect, countless geniuses wanted to become Qi Xuanlin's disciples but could not, yet she was taking the initiative to accept them as disciples.

It seems that attending the Daoist Ceremony this time has put pressure on Uncle Qi, making him consider taking on a disciple.

There were only the three of them present, and since his junior sister had already become Qi Shishu's disciple, it could only be himself.

Thinking about this, Yan Daoming felt inexplicably excited.

If I could be accepted as her disciple, wouldn't I be able to see my junior sister every day?

Being in a good position gives him an advantage, and he gets even more opportunities.

Moreover, it is only a matter of time before he develops his natal flying sword.

"They've spotted a promising talent."

Qi Xuanlin said softly, "But we also need to see if they're willing."

"It is his blessing to become the master's disciple, so why would he disagree?"

The masked woman paused, then chuckled softly, "Master, you can tell me which junior brother or sister it is, and I'll put in a good word for you."

"Junior sister, I..."

Yan Daoming was about to speak when he was suddenly interrupted by a loud bang.

He suddenly looked up and was so shocked that his mouth dropped open.

Because Zhao Qingcang was actually punched by Fang Xuan, causing him to spit out blood and fall to the ground in a sorry state.

"this......"

Everyone was stunned.

How come Fang Xuan has suddenly become so much stronger?

"Are the golden markings on his body also a manifestation of some kind of constitution?"

This is a guess that some people have made.

"I've never heard of any physique that would condense golden patterns on its body, unless it's some kind of special cultivation technique."

"Stop making wild guesses."

At this moment, a representative from a major clan in Zhongzhou said, "This Fang Xuan must have cultivated some kind of body-refining technique, and with the awakening of the metal-attribute martial vein, this is why he exhibits these characteristics."

"What Patriarch Long said makes sense, and I agree. I just didn't expect that Fang Xuan's strength would be able to suppress Zhao Shengzi."

"Suppression? Not necessarily!"

The head of the Long family said, "The power of an innate Dao body is not limited to this; otherwise, it would be unworthy of the name 'Dao Body'."

In the now-ruined square, Zhao Qingcang staggered to his feet and spat out the blood in his mouth.

Zhao Qingcang had disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes, looking extremely disheveled, but his aura was more chilling than ever before.

"Good, very good!"

Zhao Qingcang burst into wild laughter, his gaze turning sinister as he looked at Fang Xuan: "It seems I was careless; I didn't expect you to possess such power."

"You're much weaker than I thought."

Fang Xuan felt his blood and qi boiling, and as the chaotic golden patterns flowed, it was as if there was an uncontrollable power within him that was about to burst forth.

"Zhao Qingcang, if this is all the strength you have, then you have disappointed me greatly."

Since breaking through to the third level of the Chaos Sacred Body, Fang Xuanguang's physical strength has been enough to crush any expert below the third level of the Divine Intent Realm.

But he knew that Zhao Qingcang's strength was not limited to this.

So far, Zhao Qingcang has not yet used his true trump card.

Fang Xuan is the same!

"Want to see my trump card? Fine, your wish is granted!"

Zhao Qingcang's gaze turned incredibly dangerous, and the Dao patterns around his body continuously converged towards the triangular Dao seal between his eyebrows.

"This strike will surely kill you!"

As the Dao patterns were injected, the Dao Seal began to tremble violently.

At the same time, spiritual energy from all directions began to converge on Zhao Qingcang, creating a tremendous and astonishing phenomenon.

Lotus flowers formed from Dao patterns began to fall from the void, accompanied by profound and majestic Dao sounds.

"The Dao patterns condense into flowers, and the sounds of the Dao are revealed in the heavens."

On the high platform, Zhao Kou suddenly stood up, his face full of excitement.

"Cang'er's Dao Body has reached the peak of Minor Completion!"

Just a few days ago, Zhao Qingcang had cultivated his Innate Dao Body to a minor level of success.

Unexpectedly, today's battle has enabled him to break through to the peak of the minor achievement stage, and he is only one step away from the next level.

In this way, he could indeed kill Fang Xuan in one blow.

"Tsk, Zhao Qingcang, I never expected you to be such a waste."

Fang Xuan laughed mockingly, "You've only achieved minor success in cultivating my Dao Body after three years. You're truly hopeless!"

"Fang Xuan!!!"

Enraged, Zhao Qingcang's eyes turned bloodshot: "If I don't extract your soul and refine your spirit today, I swear I'm not human!"

The next moment, Zhao Qingcang opened his arms, and the Dao seal between his brows connected heaven and earth.

In an instant, the sky cracked open, and a five-colored magic seal formed from Dao patterns suddenly fell from the crack, as if to suppress this world.

"Primordial Dao Seal, suppress and kill!"

Even before the Dao Seal landed, it made everyone in the square feel oppressed and suffocated.

Fang Xuan, who was the first to be affected, felt an overwhelming pressure from heaven and earth enveloping and suppressing him, rendering him unable to move.

"Kill me? You dare to challenge me!"

Fang Xuan clenched his fists tightly, unleashing the Primordial Creation Technique in his left hand and the Dao Fall Fist Technique in his right, both striking out simultaneously.

"Open it!"

With a roar, two majestic and massive figures materialized behind Fang Xuan, each clenching their fists and smashing towards the earth-shattering Dao Seal.

Two emperors descend upon the world, their fists shaking the heavens!

The entire stadium erupted in cheers.

All the powerful figures stood up at the same time, their faces filled with disbelief and horror.

"The true spirit of martial arts!"

"And he used two martial arts techniques at the same time! How did he do that?!"