The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS-Chapter 1155 - 180: The Time Draws Near
Southern Border.
In the dark underground palace, the sound of rushing water was incessant.
This place was the largest lifeline in the Southern Border, the Earthly Muddiness Hall, and the Muddied Evil Pool was located in this hall.
At this time, within the Muddied Evil Pool, a figure shrouded in mysterious yellow light was floating. The turbulent flow continuously washed over this figure, causing the mysterious yellow light on its surface to gradually dim.
In addition, several witchcraft chains extended from below the Muddied Evil Pool, binding this figure and preventing it from escaping.
"Nearly two weeks have passed, and under the offensive of Daqian at Japan, they are unable to attend to other matters. Human Emperor, you should just accept your fate."
The Great Witch Sacrifice stroked his long beard, looking at the figure floating in the Muddied Evil Pool, his voice piercing like a soul-drilling demonic sound, continuously striking into the heart of the Human Emperor, "I, the old man, may lack the capability to eradicate the spiritual senses of your Seven Emperors united, but this Muddied Evil Pool can continuously nourish the battle intent of the ancestors. One day, the battle intent of the ancestors will once again dominate the battle body and expel you thieves completely."
"Great Witch Sacrifice, why bother with such words meant to attack the heart? You should know, such verbal rhetoric and sound attacks are useless against us."
A deep voice came from the Muddied Evil Pool, "You indeed have the ability to use witchcraft and the Muddied Evil Pool to re-cultivate the battle intent of the Xinglie Clan, but you don't have enough time.
Before the battle intent of the Xinglie Clan grows strong enough to oppose us, we have already escaped."
"Rely on whom to escape? Mu Cangsheng or some other person?" the Great Witch Sacrifice said coldly, "It's nothing but wishful thinking.
Now Daqian is in a perilous situation, Mu Cangsheng and others are busy dealing with the invasion of Japan, unable to protect themselves, how could they have enough strength to save you."
"Then just wait and see."
With those words, the Human Emperor spoke no more, regardless of how the Great Witch Sacrifice urged the Muddied Evil to impact the battle body, he did not utter another word.
After two hours, the Great Witch Sacrifice left, leaving only the sound of rushing torrents echoing in the underground palace.
The Human Emperor, bound in the Muddied Evil Pool, slowly opened his eyes, meaningfully glanced at the top of the palace, then closed his eyes again to meditate.
"We may not need others to rescue us either..."
There was not a hint of urgency in his eyes, instead, he was calm and collected. It was unclear whether the Qi Cultivation of the Human Emperor was steadying his mind, or he was genuinely confident and determined to escape from the hands of the Great Witch Sacrifice.
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The Human Emperor was trapped in the Southern Border, and Daqian showed no sign of activity.
Mu Cangsheng coordinated the overall situation daily, occasionally resisting the invasion of Japan, seemingly forgetting that the Human Emperor had been captured. Other than a few, the rest of Daqian were unaware that the Human Emperor had been captured to the Southern Border, hence they still hoped that the Human Emperor would soon emerge and repel the invasion of Japan.
However, their hopes, at least in the short term, could not be realized.
The entire Heavenly Capital, and even the entire Daqian, were now in a state of pervasive unease.
Compared to the Heavenly Capital, the Northern Zhou Divine City was now in a different state.
At this time, the Northern Zhou Divine City was permeated with an aura of righteousness throughout the city, and the residents, regardless of being common folk, high officials, or wealthy dignitaries, even martial arts experts, all felt an unprecedented sense of uprightness developing in their hearts, a strange feeling of openness, dispelling inner deceit.
This feeling was like having a better mindset, elevating one's psychological quality, and previously dark thoughts were dispelled without effort, leaving one feeling ashamed of these thoughts.
"The Vast Qi River of the Confucian is about to be complete."
At Huanzhu Building, Ren Piaomiao gazed at the Vast Qi, invisible to ordinary people, and murmured to himself.
Meng Shanhe had retreated many years ago, with his Primordial Spirit as the core, emulating the Human Dao Will to evolve the Vast Qi River of the Confucian. To this day, it was finally about to succeed.
Now, even across the vast Divine Capital, Ren Piaomiao could see the Vast Righteous Qi, indicating that Meng Shanhe's success was near.
"Once the Vast Qi River is complete, it will roughly have the power akin to an Extreme Strong Person, but at that time, Meng Shanhe will no longer be Meng Shanhe."
Just as the Human Emperors turned their consciousness into the Human Dao Will, at that time, Meng Shanhe's consciousness would also become the selfless, emotionless core of the Vast Qi River.
Maybe in the future when the Vast Qi River grows, it could again evolve and reshape the spiritual sense of Meng Shanhe, but by then, Meng Shanhe would not be the Meng Shanhe of the current moment.
"To contribute this much to the Confucian, Meng Shanhe truly lives up to the name of Confucian Master," Ren Piaomiao said to himself.
Compared to the many self-serving strong people in the current world, Meng Shanhe's actions could be considered a refreshing stream. At least, including Qing Yu, no one had such a sacrificial heart.
Regrettably, this refreshing stream will soon also vanish.
Ren Piaomiao slightly closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said, "Call Yuan Jianyi to see me."
"Yes," the attendant outside replied.
In no time, Yuan Jianyi arrived. He stood behind Ren Piaomiao and calmly asked, "Palace Master, you called for me."
"I remember you inherit the sword intent of the Sword God, and you practice Shen Yunji's swordsmanship, so you should have some sense of the Sword God, right?"
Ren Piaomiao, hands behind his back, looked out the window, his back facing Yuan Jianyi, and spoke indifferently.
"Within a mile, I have some sense, provided the Sword God does not conceal his aura. And his sense of me far surpasses mine of him," Yuan Jianyi replied.
This is natural, after all, it can't only be one-sided sensing.
"Hmm," Ren Piaomiao nodded and said, "Then I'll give you a mission. Go find the Sword God, and after you've found him, tell him it's time to start the final battle."
Yuan Jianyi jerked his head up, looking at Ren Piaomiao with surprise and uncertainty.
"Surprised?" Ren Piaomiao asked.
"Indeed very surprised," Yuan Jianyi did not deny, "The battle between the Palace Master and the Sword God would surely be an astonishing sword fight."
"But it might not necessarily be a sword fight," Ren Piaomiao shook his head and said, "And I'm not inviting the Sword God for a sword fight, but rather... "
For the Sixth Heavenly Demon.
Ren Piaomiao, or rather Qing Yu, considered that it was time for the Sixth Heavenly Demon to emerge. Chi You's Banner was drawing nearer, and the Tribulation Qi in the world was becoming more intense.
At the right time, perhaps just one great battle would be enough to summon the Sixth Heavenly Demon's Energy into the world.
"In truth, your battle with the Sword God is the best choice. But unfortunately, you lack enough time," Ren Piaomiao said.
The higher one's power Realm rises, the more one has a kind of control over the threads of the world, thus giving rise to a peculiar clarity.
This is not about observing the Heavenly Mechanism, but a strange perception of discerning the world's trends.
Qing Yu felt that perhaps this was the unique aspect of approaching the Tao Realm.
If there is destiny in the world, perhaps it would have been Yuan Jianyi, who inherited the Sword God's Sword Intent and Shen Yunji's legacy, achieving the peak of Sword Dao after the Sword God and starting a new and old generation's war.
Unfortunately, Qing Yu's appearance completely buried this unfulfilled fate.
Before his arrival, the new generation was developing well, but after his appearance, the era began to run wild. He sped up the situation again and again, raising the bar for the younger generation and bringing the old monsters onto the stage ahead of time.
In retrospect, whether it's the Sword God emerging or the Human Emperor reappearing, it can't be separated from Qing Yu.
Among the younger generation, only Yuan Jianyi and Yun Wuyue remain now, having both broken through to the Divinity Realm. Though their strength isn't top-notch at the moment, they are keeping up with the times.
As for others, Shi Jue was seized, the young Taoist experts were almost wiped out by Qing Yu, and both the Demon Young Master and the Evil Young Master were completely buried by Qing Yu's Divine Light along with the Heavenly Demon Palace.
'To lift heaven and earth, control Qiankun, the vision of the Tao Realm is truly enviable.' Qing Yu thought to himself.
The higher you stand, the more landscapes you see. The Tao Realm is the highest peak, and naturally, what you see is the broadest and most magnificent scenery.
'Never mind, it's better not to think too much.'
Qing Yu set aside the inexplicable miscellaneous thoughts in his mind and continued, "The Sword God recently fought a battle with the Sword God, and it should be him who won. He should have another breakthrough. You go find him, and the harvest should not be small."
"I have the Palace Master's assistance, and I've agreed to serve the Sword Palace. Going to find the Sword God is naturally my duty." Yuan Jianyi replied.
"Think of it as my reward for you."
After Ren Piaomiao finished speaking, he continued to gaze outside the window motionlessly, and Yuan Jianyi left in silence.
Moments later, he was suddenly heard whispering, "Getting closer and closer..."
The crimson starlight was drawing nearer, and even in broad daylight, there were faint signs.
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Above the firmament, the Supreme Taoist sat cross-legged among floating clouds, silently operating the Heavenly Wheel behind him, absorbing the Pure Qi and Primordial Energy from above the Nine Heavens to aid his healing.
Suddenly, a ripple seemed to pass through the Supreme Taoist's mind, causing him to open his eyes.
"The Sixth Heavenly Demon, is the final heavenly demon about to emerge as well? Qing Yu..."
The Supreme Taoist thought of that formidable foe.
Recently, a certain strong person contacted the Limit of Human and God, prompting the Heavenly Dao to increase its investment in the Supreme Taoist, allowing his power to advance further.
And the person who contacted the Limit of Human and God was, as the Supreme Taoist learned, Qing Yu.
"Qing Yu's power is advancing too rapidly. Should he obtain the Sixth Heavenly Demon's Energy and collect other Demonic Qi, he might fully achieve the state of Dao and Demon Unification. In that case, he could be an even more formidable presence than the Three-faced God."
Even though knowing little of Qing Yu's exact secrets, after several encounters and knowing the direction Qing Yu was involved with, the Supreme Taoist roughly understood Qing Yu's intentions.
He referred to this state as "Dao and Demon Unification", essentially matching with Qing Yu's Saint and Demon Unity.
Therefore, the Supreme Taoist would not allow Qing Yu to become the Sixth Heavenly Demon. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
"Moreover, if Qing Yu kills the Sword God and gains the Ten Thousand Tribulations Demonic Qi, his threat to both me and the Heavenly Dao will rise significantly."
The Tribulation Device and the Sword God as the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sky Demon both pose a significant threat to the Heavenly Dao. Should Qing Yu gain the Ten Thousand Tribulations Demonic Qi, the Supreme Taoist feared that it would be like having a thorn in his flesh, never at ease for a moment.
Thinking of this, the Supreme Taoist spurred his True Qi to speed up absorption, intending to recover from his injury before the Sixth Heavenly Demon descended.







