The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS-Chapter 1244 - 269: Secretly Crossing the Wei River at Chencang

Mo Guming finished his clamoring and directly entered the Secret Realm opened by Qing Yu.

He seemed not to worry at all about losing, for regardless of who the Buddhist Sect sent forth, he had absolute confidence in his victory. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"This Mo Guming…"

The Buddha in the Purple Cloud Palace frowned slightly, "There's something not quite right about his strength."

With one hand flicking the prayer beads, a pair of Buddha's eyes flashed with golden light, looking towards Mo Guming…

"Buddha."

The dragon patterns in Qing Yu's eyes glimmered, a subtle sense of obscurity staining the golden light in the Buddha's eyes, "We are but spectators, let's not disrupt the rules."

"The strength in the Divinity Realm should be clear to us," the Buddha said indifferently, "But just now, when I observed Mo Guming, there was something unclear about him that should not be."

The eyesight of the Tao Realm completely transcends that of humans, like how the Buddha sees Divine Communicators without needing Heavenly Vision to see their details.

But just now, even with the eyesight of the Tao Realm, he couldn't discern that hidden thing; the Buddha needed to use Heavenly Vision.

"Buddha, have you not also arranged something?" Qing Yu's gaze hinted at the person representing the Buddhist Sect.

It was an old monk, one whose lifespan was almost exhausted, with perhaps just a day left to live.

The Buddhist Sect never lacks such monks who cling to life, constantly using techniques like Withering and Flourishing Zen to extend their survival time, trying to shine their last bit of light and heat for the Buddhist Sect before death.

"This old monk beneath that withering body is hiding something he shouldn't have." Qing Yu said.

As he spoke, the old monk had already entered the Secret Realm where Mo Guming was.

Once he entered the Secret Realm, his hunched figure instantly straightened, the wrinkles on his face smoothed out, and he seemed to have turned hundreds of years younger.

"The Buddhist Sect's Sacrifice Technique should only allow a temporary brilliance, making the True Qi breach limits, yet it should not let the body also breach limits." Qing Yu said indifferently.

The Sacrifice Technique is practically no different from the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique, exchanging the sacrifice of essence blood and Primordial Spirit for powerful True Qi; ultimately, the limit-breaking power is founded on the body's consumption.

Qing Yu had never seen an explosive technique that transforms a person's body in an instant.

It was evident that these were small tricks played by the Buddha.

Likewise, Qing Yu also had some tricks placed on Mo Guming.

"Qi Mechanism of the Sword Realm!" the Buddha suddenly spoke, "Qing Yu, you are truly shameless."

At this moment, facing the old monk who seemed reborn, Mo Guming also used the technique Qing Yu had given him, precisely a part of the Sword Intent belonging to the Sword Realm.

This Sword Intent, after being fused and refined by the Sword God, belonged to the Extreme Dao tier, and even just a part of it could allow Mo Guming's power to soar once more.

"Why do you say that, Buddha?" Qing Yu feigned confusion, "This is Sword Intent scattered after the Sword God fell, I didn't give it to Mo Guming."

Sorry, when it comes to being shameless, I take the prize.

The Buddha's small trick merely allowed that old monk to achieve near-Supreme strength, but the part of Sword Intent Mo Guming fused with elevated his realm temporarily, giving him an imposing presence near the Supreme level.

In any comparison between realm and mere force, it's clear; unless the force is so overwhelming it can lower ten skills, the importance of force is definitely smaller than realm.

While they were speaking, Mo Guming and the old monk in the Secret Realm began to fight.

Mo Guming's Demon Sword no longer exhibited its usual demonic aura; instead, it washed clean of impurities, transforming into pure Sword Dao.

When the sword moved, its severe sword momentum revealed a frosty white hue, vaguely carrying some of the extreme Tribulation Sword colors once held by the Sword God.

Facing such fierce sword momentum, the old monk engaged directly using the Buddhist Golden Body technique but was cut leaving deep sword marks.

From the very start of the battle, the scales of victory tipped towards Mo Guming.

At the same time, another fight began.

A third giant sphere of light among the three suspended in the center lit up, indicating someone else had entered the Secret Realm, starting a battle.

This time the two were Yun Wuyue from the Demon Sect and Kucha from the Taoist Sect.

The Taoist and Buddhist Sects were indeed determined to target the Demon Sect, sending representatives to fight in both battles.

However, dealing with Yun Wuyue wasn't a simple task. Though Kucha was a Taoist elder, a Divine Communicator alive for over three hundred years, victory or defeat is never determined by longevity.

"If you think these two can severely damage the Demon Sect, you are oversimplifying things," Qing Yu tapped his index finger, saying.

"Watch and you will see." Dao Ancestor replied.

...

The Debating Conference in White Jade City reached its climax, yet during this time, some quietly slipped out of White Jade City.

A group of six, their escape was without the slightest ripple, and no one would detect their actions. Their cover was provided by none other than the master of White Jade City—the Dao Ancestor.

The White Jade City, transformed by Xuan Yuan One Qi, was entirely under the control of the Dao Ancestor, and as long as he wished, no one would notice these five leaving, not even those in the Tao Realm.

"The Xuan Venerate and his group are within White Jade City now, their senses blocked by the Dao Ancestor, no one can discover us."

The speaker was a Daoist about thirty years old, donning a dark Daoist robe, his body faintly surrounded by a mysterious Mystic Energy.

He was the Tao Sect's Supreme who appeared in the Purple Cloud Palace days before, a hidden asset of the Dao Ancestor.

Seeing him address the other five, "Esteemed colleagues, Yanmo Hanba was ambushed by the Buddha, currently healing within the Demon Army; this is our best chance to kill him.

The Xuan Venerate will scarcely expect the first strike against the Demon Sect won't take place at the Debating Conference, but outside it.

Such an opportunity, would you dare accompany me to break through those hundred thousand Demon Army troops?"

The five Daoists laughed upon hearing this, saying, "The matter of slaying demons is our duty, what have we to fear? We wish to accompany Yuan Qiong Dao Brother to meet this reputedly invincible Yanmo Hanba."

"Good," Yuan Qiong Daoist laughed out loud, "Today, I shall lead you, fellow Daoists, to face Yanmo Hanba, and take his head as the first gift to Xuan Venerate."

"Let's go."

Six streams of light streaked across the sky, charging straight to where the Demon Army was stationed ten miles away.

Before they arrived, a lethal intent preceded them. The intense murderous aura swept through the celestial winds, stirring an ominous edge into the Evil Qi cloud amassed by the hundred thousand Demon Army, and vigorously clashed within it.

"Boom——"

From within the cloud burst a peal of thunder, the cloud seas churned continuously, chaotic Qi Mechanisms crisscrossed fiercely, attacking wantonly.

"Woo~"

Sensing the arrival of uninvited guests, the soldiers below immediately blew their warhorns, gathering the whole army's Evil Qi, forming a military array to meet the enemy.