With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 512 - 470: Incense-Forged Heavenly Soldier Faces the Tribulation; Meng Chuan Fights for the Demon-Banishing Scripture!
His thoughts raced like lightning, and suddenly he understood:
"Conceptual demons can steal the Incense Fire Divine Power, and the Immortals and Buddhas have corresponding countermeasures..."
It seems that the power of incense is a double-edged sword for both Immortals, Buddhas, and Celestial Demons.
Conceptual demons steal the power of incense to strengthen themselves.
The Immortals and Buddhas also use the power of incense to deal with such demons, even to control and convert it for their own use.
He thought of the numerous living conceptual demons he saw in the large cave of Fengdu earlier.
These were probably attempting to steal the True Martial incense and failed.
Failing to steal, they became imprisoned, waiting to be transformed into "Heavenly soldiers."
Meng Chuan grasped these ideas in an instant, mostly on point.
He regained his focus and looked towards the method True Martial Emperor used to create heavenly soldiers.
Silver armor unfolded in mid-air, with something invisible drilling into it.
He smelled the scent of incense on the armor with his Qi Observation Skill.
"Is it through this ’Incense Armor’ to control and command them?"
Before he could continue thinking, the scene continued to change.
From the gaps in the armor’s limbs, two arms and legs stretched out, with a faint blue glow radiating around the torso.
Next, a head emerged from the neck.
With green wooden fangs, bulging and angry eyes, it seemed incompatible with its armor and the Celestial Court atmosphere.
Another silver helmet, matching the armor, flew over and enclosed its head.
The face of the evil god was instantly covered, and it exuded True Martial Divine Power, completely obscuring its demon essence.
Meng Chuan focused intently, unable to discern the level of this Celestial Demon through his perception.
But the power it "borrowed" was undoubtedly from True Martial Emperor’s divine power.
Definitely stronger than the Celestial Demon that stole Lüzu’s incense back in Fucheng...
Clang...
The heavenly soldier landed on the ground, its body slightly leaning forward.
The Celestial Demon Force Field mixed with the power of True Martial pressed towards Meng Chuan.
His body had already risen, a golden-red aura intertwined with fine electric sparks.
At this moment, the magnetic fields of the two clashed and collided; with a cracking sound, the heavenly soldier’s figure abruptly disappeared on the spot.
His eyes couldn’t keep up with the other, so Meng Chuan used his mind to sense.
Wisps of white smoke mixed with flames drifted diagonally away, as his body ignited like an engine, watching the heavenly soldier emerging ahead, lifting a spear to stab toward him.
This spear, formed by the True Martial incense fire, was not a real entity, thus not considered cheating.
After all, in the Dharma Realm, Meng Chuan could only rely on his physical body; both Qiaotouyue and Hupo were outside.
He didn’t dodge by retreating, but instead, he drew back his right fist to his waist, channeling all his momentum there.
His entire fist became enveloped by highly concentrated fire attribute Yang Thunder, crackling and shining, more dazzling than any lamp inside the palace.
At this moment, it was unclear whether True Martial Emperor was controlling the heavenly soldier, or if it was acting on instinct.
When the light appeared, the heavenly soldier immediately abandoned its attack.
Twisting its wrist, it raised the spear to protect its body, the surrounding blue light gathering to form a rippling shield.
Meng Chuan charged forward in the spacious hall, as his body leaned forward, his right arm catapulted the fire attribute Yang Thunder, shaped like a golden lotus.
This terrifying energy manifested, drawing a charred pattern through the air, crossing nearly a hundred meters in an instant, colliding with the heavenly soldier’s body.
Within the "Five Thunderous Claps," Meng Chuan was most adept at using the fire attribute Yang Thunder, its explosive force the greatest among the five thunders.
Although the metallic thunder was best for restraining evil spirits and demons,
the heavenly soldier was protected by a True Martial Power-formed shield.
For such lightning, True Martial Power was like its ancestor, less effective than Yang Thunder.
Recently, his rapid Qi Blood expansion had significantly enhanced the might of his Intention.
Facing a conceptual demon, Meng Chuan had no hesitations, unwilling to hold back and test first; he struck with full force from the start.
And to harm such demons, he currently had only the embryonic form of Intention techniques.
As his power grows in the future, his adversaries will become even more mysterious and difficult.
Meng Chuan felt that in the future, he must learn more methods to deal with these intangible entities.
For instance, spiritual power attacks are a good method.
Once his foundation strengthened a bit further, he would learn it.
As long as his foundation could support it, his extraordinary amount of spiritual power would be a powerful tool for gathering spiritual attacks.
Additionally, he knew there were soundwave attacks from the Buddhist Sect, which were rumored to counter such things as well.
Meanwhile, on the heavenly soldier’s side, it grasped the spear enveloped by the blue light shield, firmly repelled the substantial fire attribute Yang Thunder, a screeching friction sound coming from its armor, as if every part was exerting force.
The blue light no longer protected the surroundings, non-stop converging in front attempting to suppress the fire attribute Yang Thunder Intention.
On the throne, True Martial watched Meng Chuan’s performance, slightly moved.
This kid is not bad.
He turned his head to look at the Xuanwu Turtle-Snake beside him.
A thought resonated back to him, True Martial’s expression softened, nodding slightly.
Let’s see, finish the fight first.
At that moment, the heavenly soldier’s body was uncontrollably retreating rapidly.
It felt the central weight of its body detaching from the ground, a sense of emptiness at its feet.
This energy cannot be digested, and it had to forcefully push it away.
At that moment of exertion, Bing Fire Yang Thunder was ruthlessly detonated.
Boom—!
In the courtyard, the columns that were already cast in pale gold by palace lanterns were suddenly coated with a glaring crimson light, and thunder flashes leaped around the room uninterrupted.
The explosive thunderfire radiated outwards from the courtyard, sweeping across the square paved like white jade.
When the thunderstorm calmed, the palace lanterns were lit one by one.
Not ordinary flames, but deep red thunderfire jumping on the lampshades, illuminating the carved beams and painted buildings vividly.
The area corroded by the thunderfire was entirely charred black, and True Martial sat on the throne, gently waving a hand, restoring everything to its original state.
Everything within the Dharma Realm belonged to Him, and the destruction caused by Meng Chuan seemed severe, but it merely consumed a tiny portion of Incense Fire Divine Power.
At this time, Meng Chuan was still intently staring at his opponent.
The armor of the celestial soldier had entirely turned black.
Sparks continued to crackle in the gaps, and the Divine Power of True Martial on its body had dissipated mostly to resist the explosion.
This conceptual Celestial Demon was completely eroded by Intention, with red thunder flame still burning its "flesh," never extinguishing.
It struggled to stand up, the armor controlling its body, wanting to flee, but the true master of the armor didn’t allow it.
Fixing eyes on Meng Chuan, the body was once again forced into a charging stance.
This run was a path to death, and the True Martial Emperor on the throne was indifferent.
At this moment, Meng Chuan made a powerful burst by stamping the ground, the air current propelling him instantly to face the celestial soldier.
The gun in his hand wasn’t yet steady, but his foot enveloped in the Intention of Eight Extremes was already kicking toward the soldier’s face.
Even severely wounded, the celestial soldier reacted promptly.
Its two arms instinctively crossed to block, yet the Divine Power of True Martial had dissipated mostly before.
Relying solely on its own strength, it couldn’t withstand the unleashed Intention power again.
This kick, as if carried on surging waves, precisely hit the helmet.
Bang!
The celestial soldier’s head was instantly severed from its body, the neck broken.
The silvery-white helmet didn’t fly far, instantly shattered into dust by the hidden "Dark Ming Strength."
It was already won; Meng Chuan sensed that this kick completely obliterated all life force of this conceptual Celestial Demon.
He stood quietly as he looked at True Martial.
"Emperor, have I passed the test?"
The True Martial Emperor slowly rose, bowed his head slightly.
Pressure displacing air squeezed towards him, Meng Chuan felt as if a living mountain was gazing down at him.
"The Xuanwu Technique can be bestowed upon you."
"I also wish to learn the [Demon-Egling Divine Power], the same kind you previously taught Zhao Han.
True Martial Emperor laughed, having never seen anyone daring to negotiate terms with Him.
After a brief silence, True Martial spoke, majestic voice resonating within the hall:
"My great vow to vanquish demons and protect the Tao in the human realm, the Demon-Egling Divine Power is the fruit of a millennia by True Martial upper and lower to counteract extraterrestrial evildoers.
You wish to learn, yet don’t believe. This act violates the rules set by generations of ancestors; a mere sentence is not enough."
Meng Chuan was not frustrated but rather thoughtful.
What does it imply that True Martial Emperor agreed to grant Xuanwu Technique to him?
Divine Power, sustained by both Incense Fire and Martial Arts fortune.
Could it be Xuanwu God’s Incense Fire is insufficient, needing his Martial Arts fortune’s assistance?
He isn’t completely clueless; the previous meeting with Mahasthamaprapta and Han Zhongli of the Eight Immortals, why did they find him?
The answer is Martial Arts fortune.
If fortune was observable by the naked eye, he himself with numerous traits, clinching top titles in various events.
It would definitely be fortune soaring to the sky, a desirable prospect to Immortals and Buddhas.
As for the True Martial Emperor, why was he untouched by his "overwhelming aura" quick to offer Cultivation Technique...
The reason is also Martial Arts fortune.
From its conception in people’s minds, the billowing thunder is His wrath, the surging torrent is His methodology.
His main role is slaying demons, this world is full of demons and ghosts, and all Martial Arts Families exist to subdue demons.
Even without belief in True Martial, He is still a symbol of martial justice to everyone, including Meng Chuan.
Thus, as long as humans persist, martial arts families endure, His Martial Arts fortune remains eternal.
Although Meng Chuan’s personal Martial Arts fortune is as conspicuous as beacon fires.
Yet comparing it to the whole Martial Arts Family is like fireflies against the bright moon.
Meng Chuan paused, clasped his fists and spoke loudly:
"If the Emperor imparts the Demon-Egling Divine Power, in reality, Meng Chuan would share destiny with Wudang’s tradition.
I’ve learned Xuanwu God’s technique; receiving some pointers on the Emperor’s Demon-Egling Divine Power strengthens our bond even further."
After the words fell, the air inside the hall suddenly stagnated.
True Martial remained indifferent.
Meng Chuan’s words pinpointed the issue’s essence.
Xuanwu Technique is for Xuanwu’s request for Meng Chuan’s Martial Arts fortune!
If you want him to carry it, offer the [Demon-Egling Divine Power] in exchange!
