The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS-Chapter 1146 - 171: The Critical Moment

"Heavenly Opening Strike."

The Fist Power pierced through the blazing sun, and the Sun Wheel in the sky plummeted to the earth.

Amaterasu, heavily wounded.

Merely with one strike, Amaterasu was gravely injured, prompting cheers from officials and civilians alike in Tianjing City.

However, Amaterasu, who rose again, revealed a smile as well.

"Human Emperor, you indeed have suffered great harm." Amaterasu stood within the Sun Wheel, showing a relaxed smile.

Previously at the East Sea Coast, the Human Emperor used the "Buzhou Qingshe" move to heavily wound three individuals, raising one hand and lowering the other, attacking Amaterasu above and suppressing Suzan Ming Venerate below, with immense divine might.

But now, although Amaterasu was critically wounded by the punch, compared to before, the injuries were much lighter. On the contrary, the Human Emperor, despite targeting only one person, caused less harm than before.

"Triumphant villain." The Seven Emperors ascended riding the Yellow Dragon, speaking coldly.

The imperial might presided over the world, and the presence of the Seven Emperors changed the atmosphere of the whole Tianjing, as the previously panicked mood unknowingly vanished.

It seemed from this situation that the injuries of the Seven Emperors had recovered somewhat, at least they had emerged from the influence of the previous self-destruction of the Dragon Vein.

Without a third party lurking, today's crisis in Tianjing would have been averted.

Unfortunately, if it were that easy to retreat, the Human Emperor wouldn't have hidden until now.

'——'

With a sound like a tsunami and the trembling of the Heavenly Vault, the Heavenly Wheel turned, and Primordial Energy surged. The Supreme Taoist Master revealed himself.

"Human Emperor." That figure standing aloft seemed to be the center of the world itself, even more noteworthy than the aura of the Human Emperor.

This was the appearance of the Heavenly Dao's favor, with the universe converging to it, as the Supreme Taoist Master leveraged the Heavenly Dao Power, causing the universe to assist him with every move; it was a time when the world aided his strength.

"Your end has ultimately arrived, being unwilling to abandon these lives is your biggest flaw."

The Supreme Taoist Master's voice was like the sound of heaven, placing pressure on all who heard, making it difficult to lift their heads.

The Human Emperor could not abandon Daqian; if he were to leave, the country might suffer from Japan's bloody slaughter. When faced with massive casualties of the Human Race, the Human Emperor prioritized ensuring the survival of his people.

This was the major flaw the Supreme Taoist Master had pointed out.

"If you claim my end has come, then why haven't you acted?" The Seven Emperors sneered, "You're still afraid of being heavily wounded by me and letting others seize the opportunity."

If not for this, why has the Supreme Taoist Master appeared only now? Wouldn't it have been better to act early?

In response to the Human Emperor's mockery, the Supreme Taoist Master lightly shook his head, "There's no need for a war of words; since I have appeared, I am determined to kill you."

Before acting, many calculations were made, but the moment he acted was when the calculations were settled. Since the Supreme Taoist Master decided to act, he had already considered the possibility of others taking advantage and prepared countermeasures.

"Heavenly Wheel, spin."

Seemingly, an invisible hand rotated the Heavenly Wheel, and as it turned, an endless momentum surged forth, even greater than during the previous battle at the East Sea.

Facing this Heavenly Wheel was like facing the power of the universe; how insignificant is a person compared to the universe. Except for a few exceptional individuals, everyone else facing the Heavenly Wheel seemed like an ant trying to move a tree, laughably overestimating themselves.

"Seven Emperors Resolve the World."

The Seven Emperors were not ants; they possessed the power to shake not just the tree but the heavens. Seven imperial figures appeared successively, each with different auras but the same imperial majesty. The seven Qi Forces were either dominant, mysterious, or fierce, converging into a faceless Emperor's shadow, striking the sky with one palm.

At the moment when the giant palm struck the sky and collided with the Heavenly Wheel, time seemed to stop as everyone held their breath, witnessing the world-shattering clash, watching as the Heavenly Wheel pressed down slowly, inevitably.

The Seven Emperors were steadily at a disadvantage.

Ten days ago, at the East Sea Coast, the Seven Emperors were already suppressed by the Supreme Taoist Master. After only ten days, the Seven Emperors' injuries had not yet healed, and their strength was weaker than before, making their disadvantage predictable.

Inch by inch, what seemed like a slight downward pressure was like a sledgehammer striking the hearts of onlookers.

The victory or defeat between the Seven Emperors and the Supreme Taoist Master could become a major turning point for the Central Plains. If the Seven Emperors lost, Daqian was destined to become history, and total chaos in the Central Plains might begin from here.

Conversely, if the Seven Emperors could force back the Supreme Taoist Master, then Japan would retreat, chaos could not be avoided, but it might be possible to gain a moment of calm before the storm.

Who would win this battle?

As the pressure from the Heavenly Wheel increased, the Supreme Taoist Master's sense of vigilance heightened to the utmost.

Now was the best time for those plotting mischief to act. While the Supreme Taoist Master did not know about others, the ever-fearless and disrespectful Lord Qingyu, if he decided to act, would not hesitate to strike from behind.

The Supreme Taoist Master was most wary of this individual.

Should Qingyu strike from behind, the scene from the East Sea Coast might reenact, only this time, the one stabbed was not the Seven Emperors but the initial assailant.

The Supreme Taoist Master did not want a tale of revolving fortunes, so the more critical the moment, the higher his vigilance.

The moment drew nearer and nearer; the faceless Emperor's stance was beginning to collapse, the best time to act had arrived.

'Ultimately, it has to be used. Why must it come to this, why must it come to this…'

A hint of sorrow flashed in the Seven Emperors' eyes, their expression angry, their brow furrowing with veins, "Emperor Qian... lend me a hand..."

In his words, there was an unmistakable sadness; the Dragon Energy undulated as a dragon's roar echoed between heaven and earth.

"Ououou~"

A dragon figure outside Tianjing City surged, the Hidden Dragon ascended, its supreme and noble aura shocking the universe within.

"Imperial Mausoleum." The Supreme Taoist Master swept his Divine Sense over, the name of that place appeared in his mind, "Daqian Imperial Mausoleum."

"...Ji Muqing."

The surging Dragon Energy and the rushing dragon figure belonged to the aura of those cultivating the Emperor Martial Art, and among all the emperors in Daqian's history, only one cultivated the Emperor Martial Art.

He was the Daqian Ancestor, Ji Muqing, who stabilized the late chaotic era of Great Zhou three hundred years ago and usurped the throne as a minister.

Whether the Daqian Ancestor had personal shortcomings was a separate matter, and his life's achievements too. His unparalleled power was nothing short of incredible.

Transforming the Confucian "Peaceful World" into Emperor Martial Art, or rather, fusing "Peaceful World" with Emperor Martial Art, led to unstoppable power.

Conquering the Southern Border, occupying Qing Province, subduing the worldly society for nearly a decade, no faction could defy his orders. Except for a few Supremes, other strong ones could not match this Daqian Ancestor.

Otherwise, the Southern Border Great Witch Sacrifice existed for nearly five hundred years three hundred years ago and had already advanced to the Supreme level, yet the Southern Border still fell.

If it were not for the fact that multiple strong ones ambushed and assassinated the Emperor while returning home, the state of the world might have changed much earlier.

"You actually used the Imperial Mausoleum to nurture Ji Muqing's remains?"