From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

But now!

King Nathan has already merged into the core of the Divine Tree!

His plans have failed, so why would he want to put on an act again?

Faced with the bullet emitting a white light, Nguyen Phong moved. He opened his mouth wide, like a glutton, and bit the bullet, swallowing it into his stomach and turning it into his own energy.

"Seventeenth Master, stop them."

Ma Xianhong glanced at Elijah, then turned his attention to Zhang Chulan and his group, as well as the man in black robes, and said indifferently, "As long as I control the Nathan Tree, all our problems will be solved."

"Even if it can't solve the problem, there's no need for a reason to help my great-nephew."

Ruan Feng chuckled twice, looked at Elijah and Zhang Chulan and the others, and said, "Zhang Chulan, Feng Shayan, and Feng Baobao, I have a brotherhood with your elders, so I will spare your lives. As for the rest of you... do not cross the line, or I will not hesitate to eat you."

After saying that, Ruan Feng wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth.

The special energy fluctuations emitted by the Reincarnation Watch did alleviate the "emptiness" in his body, but for him, humans, the most intelligent of all beings, still held enough attraction.

Once you've mastered the Six Treasuries of Immortal Thieves, it's not easy to completely abandon that path. Ruan Feng even suspected that even if he could maintain the same eerie "peace" as the scheming Wang Guoping, he still wouldn't be able to stop eating people. At most, he wouldn't suffer the inner torment of eating people anymore.

In fact, if he hadn't obtained the Reincarnation Watch and swallowed it to alleviate Ruan Feng's desire for the most intelligent of all beings, he doubted he would have willingly gone back with those people instead of watching Ma Xianhong kill them all.

However, Feng Shayan's eyes narrowed, and two beams of white light burst forth. Thirteen acupoints on his body, including Renzhong, Shaoshang, Yinbai, Daling, Shenmai, Fengfu, Jiache, Chengjiang, Laogong, Shangxing, Yumentou, Quchi, and Haiquan, also lit up with starlight.

Then, she took a step forward, as if shrinking the distance to an inch, brushed past Ruan Feng, and walked towards Ma Xianhong, who was about to enter the cultivation furnace.

"Ok?"

Ruan Feng was startled and quickly turned around, his large hand reaching out to grab Feng Shayan. "Unbelievable! A girl from the Feng family!"

"careful!"

Lu Linglong shouted.

But Feng Shayan ignored him, slightly turned her head, and dodged Ruan Feng's grab. Then, she shook her shoulder, and her Qi surged forth. A concentrated and undispersed Qi spread along the opponent's wrist to her body.

Bang!

Before Ruan Feng could use the Six Treasures Immortal Thief to neutralize it, the force exploded, shattering his right arm and most of his body, revealing broken bones and shattered internal organs.

This scene stunned everyone.

Especially those familiar with Feng Shayan, such as Zhang Chulan, never expected that she would have such ability, killing Ruan Feng in a single move!

"Was Sha Yan holding back during our sparring sessions?" Zhang Lingyu wondered, questioning his own existence.

# Chapter 672 The essence of Qi lies in force

"Now is not the time to be distracted!"

Zhang Chulan, however, was extremely vigilant.

Ruan Feng had half his body shattered by the force that Feng Shayan casually unleashed from his shoulder, but he did not fall. After staggering dozens of steps, he let out a loud shout, and a vast expanse of white energy surged from his body, continuously spreading outward and dissolving everything around him.

"retreat!"

Faced with the overwhelming white energy, Zhang Chulan dared not confront it head-on and quickly retreated with Feng Baobao and the others.

The man in black robes was the same.

White mist rose into the sky, drawing life from everything in the air. When the white mist dissipated, everyone felt that the air was full of life, and their strength and energy were recovering at an extremely terrifying speed with just breathing.

Now let's look at Nguyen Phuong.

The broken bones are growing, the shattered internal organs are repairing, and the muscles and meridians are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just two or three seconds, Nguyen Phuong had recovered completely, but compared to his previous figure, which resembled that of Maitreya Buddha, he was now much thinner.

reason?

Even though the Six Treasures Immortal Thief can heal all injuries, he cannot defy the law of conservation of energy.

In this sacred forest, apart from that one divine tree, nothing else grows. Why is that?

The vast majority of life in this place belongs to the divine tree!

Therefore, Ruan Feng could only absorb the remaining portion and consume his own fat to repair his damaged body and restore himself to his original state.

This ability made Zhang Chulan break out in a cold sweat, and also astonished the black-robed man with the red mask.

"Good girl! Very capable!" Ruan Feng said fiercely, about to catch up with Feng Shayan, when he caught sight of Elijah firing at him again, and Zhang Chulan, Zhang Lingyu, and the others also trying to use their lightning magic—

resignedly.

He has to deal with these annoying guys first!

Feng Shayan had already blocked Ma Xianhong's path and said leisurely, "You can't control the Divine Tree. Its consciousness is based on a single will, integrating the thoughts of past kings and royal guards as the active vessel of its consciousness. You want to use it to suppress that will that has been passed down for thousands of years... no, it should be said that it has continued for hundreds of thousands of years, but that's just wishful thinking."

"Get out of the way!"

Ma Xianhong had no time to ponder why Feng Shayan knew all this. He instantly entered the Mind Control Room state, covered his body with a layer of Black Armor, and took out the Empty Crying Roar from his Devouring Pouch, which hovered beside him. "This is the final warning, or don't blame me for being merciless."

"Then come on, let me see how much you've improved."

Feng Shayan smiled slightly, then used her shrinking technique to press down with a palm, which broke through the air and struck directly at Ma Xianhong's heart.

Although it was just an ordinary palm strike, Ma Xianhong was alarmed, realizing that if he were hit, even his Black Armor would be broken in an instant.

Swish!

In an instant, Ma Xianhong's body twisted and disappeared from the spot.

The palm struck Kong Kuhou.

Just once.

The empty roar then exploded, turning into countless fragments that scattered across the ground.

After the palm strike, Feng Shayan used the recoil to twist her waist and lean back, dodging a punch from Ma Xianhong, who had used his black armor to teleport behind her and launch a sneak attack.

In the instant their bodies came face to face, Feng Shayan leaned back, bracing herself with her palms, her waist like a fully curved bow, and thrust her knee toward Ma Xianhong's abdomen.

In an instant!

The black armor was ripped open, and the Qi energy burst forth. As Ma Xianhong's body flew backward, his meridians trembled spontaneously, disrupting the Qi flow throughout his body.

Inside the scene, the blue silk threads surrounding Ma Xianhong were fluctuating violently, as if they were about to break at any moment.

"Hold on!"

"Hold on tight!"

Ma Xianhong forcibly stabilized his eight extraordinary meridians, circulated his Qi throughout his body, and used the Divine Refinement Technique to refine his body internally, thus controlling his form, repairing his Black Armor, and teleporting to the ground. His skin was red and emitting wisps of heat, but his eyes were fixed on Feng Shayan.

A single blow put his body under immense strain.

Sand swallows?

Do not!

That's the river!

"Is the master testing me?"

Ma Xianhong questioned.

"You recognized me?"

Fengshayan, or rather, Jiang Liu, raised her slender fingers, smoothed her hair, and grinned, "Then, listen to my advice:

Why seek an external elixir for self-cultivation? My own body is itself a furnace.

To cultivate others as incarnations is nothing but a state of confusion and delusion.

Only by cultivating one's inner self can one find peace; the path to harmony between body and mind is the true way.

Upon hearing this, Ma Xianhong seemed to understand something, but he had finally managed to deceive King Nasen into believing that the divine tree was the core of this new cultivation furnace, so how could he let it go?

then.

Ma Xianhong stopped wasting words and, using his mental control room, refined himself as a magical weapon, developing all of his physical and combat potentials. In an instant, he leaped in front of Feng Shayan and threw a punch.

This punch was unleashed by combining the power of his entire body. Its strength was so great that it carried the force of an overturned mountain and a tidal wave, creating countless waves of energy that rolled in. Coupled with his blood-red, hot aura, he appeared both godlike and demonic.

How could an ordinary person dare to take such a direct hit?

If Jiang Liu's true form were present, he could easily have taken the hit, but now that a wisp of his pure Yang thought has taken over Feng Sha Yan's body, he cannot be so casual.

Just as the fist radiating heat was about to strike Feng Shayan's head, within Feng Shayan's inner world, Jiang Liu's pure Yang thought asked Feng Shayan's consciousness, "How do you think you should deal with this move?"

Ma Xianhong controls the mental landscape control room. Looking at the outside world from inside the mental landscape, the movement of everything is slowed down, giving him enough time to react.

Within the inner world of the Sand Swallow, Jiang Liu's pure Yang thought was able to remain "eternal in a single thought," as if the outside world had been frozen in place.

After some thought, the Sand Swallow gave its answer: "It's obviously unwise to take the hit head-on; just dodge and then attack."

"This is a normal person's choice, but as my disciple, you must treat all the challenges you face in the future as whetstones to sharpen yourself." With this thought, Chunyang decided to become Feng Shayan's teacher.

Feng Shayan's body moved. Her sacrum trembled slightly, her spine stretched, and the force was transmitted to her right arm. Like a nimble snake, it reached out and wrapped around Ma Xianhong's right arm as he threw a punch. It turned its palm into a claw and grabbed Ma Xianhong's elbow. Then, it pulled and swung it from behind, using the force.

In an instant, Ma Xianhong's body was flung dozens of meters away by the sandpiper, causing his punch to miss its mark. He had to twist his body to steady himself.

“You have learned Bajiquan and Taijiquan, and you have an understanding of Qi, but it is not enough.”

Jiang Liu asked, "Qi Jin, Qi Jin, there is Qi, and there is also Jin."

The supernatural abilities of extraordinary people are mostly constructed using Qi, but the Qi energy used in martial arts and similar techniques is different.

The essence of power lies in its application, while Qi itself is merely the carrier of power, not its foundation. Therefore, you must first perfectly control the transmission and application of power throughout your body, in every muscle, bone, organ, tissue, and even within cells.

"The essence of Qi is force, and the key to the transmission of force lies in one word—guidance!"

After saying that, Jiang Liu set an example for Feng Shayan. Seeing Ma Xianhong leaping towards him again, he controlled Feng Shayan to take a step forward.

this step.

The wind and sand swallow's consciousness merged with its body, clearly feeling the transmission of force through its bones and muscles. Passing through three barriers and opening the nine orifices, the force circulated through the body in an instant, reaching the tip of its fist. Then, the Qi surged forth, unleashing a white streak.

The Qi surged forth, surging and powerful, instantly penetrating Ma Xianhong's body. Then, the Qi materialized, letting out a dragon's roar, detonating the vacuum and producing a tremendous tremor.

In an instant.

An invisible storm swept through the empty sacred forest, churning up waves that made it difficult for Zhang Chulan and his group to maintain their balance, forcing them to crawl on the ground.