Dominating Martial King
Chapter 705: 311: The End (Please Subscribe)_2

Chapter 705: Chapter 311: The End (Please Subscribe)_2

Ren Zhongshou gave a slight nod, “This person is very strong. He was able to kill Fang Bu Yuan in the first layer of the secret realm within an extremely short period of time. His strength is terrifyingly powerful.”

Yun Tiange was somewhat surprised upon hearing this.

Fang Bu Yuan? That was one of the inner sect disciples of the Formless Divine Sect, the eldest son of Fang Zheng, the Grand Elder of the Mountain Patrol Hall, who had a nickname ‘Duobao Child.’

An insider who could kill this person in a short time is considered strong?

“The name Fang Bu Yuan has never appeared on the Qingyun List, and since your Supreme Profound Sect isn’t in the north, it’s normal that you haven’t heard of him. However, in the Northern region, all the young Heavenly Pillars and Super Heavenly Pillars of our generation are aware of this person.”

Ren Zhongshou narrowed his eyes, “Fang Bu Yuan never revealed his true strength in front of others, always sending his bodyguard ‘Instant Sword’ Leng Chanra to deal with enemies. We can only roughly estimate that his strength and talent are quite likely at the Super Heavenly Pillar level. It is said that Qingxuzi, the Teaching Institute Grand Elder of the Formless Divine Sect, once offered him the choice to cultivate any one of the three Holy Transmissions—Measuring Heaven, Pingtian, or Heaven Punishment—but he refused.

This person insisted on his own path, eventually angering his father Fang Zheng so much that he nearly went insane from rage, leading to a falling out between father and son, as strangers ever since. Despite not choosing a Holy Transmission, this person’s combat power remained unfathomable, especially since he possessed a Void Magical Artifact and was equipped with countless elixirs, a vast number of Jade Talismans, and over a hundred secret treasures, furthering his momentum.”

So when we initially learned that Fang Bu Yuan would also enter the secret realm, we guessed that this Fang Bu Yuan might have been the protector chosen by the Formless Divine Sect for Chu Ming and Chu Xisheng. Yet this person had barely stepped into the first layer when he was assassinated in secret, even his Void Magical Artifact was taken. The insider didn’t rush to attack Chu Xisheng and the others but first eliminated the biggest obstacle.”

Hearing Ren Zhongshou’s words, Yun Tiange couldn’t help but feel alarmed inside, “If this insider is as formidable as you say, his strength should be no less than that of Chu Xisheng, right? Killing Chu Ming shouldn’t be a problem for him. Why has he not made a move throughout the third layer of the secret realm?”

“I’m not sure about that.”

Ren Zhongshou shook his head, “He might still be wary of something, or he may not wish to reveal his identity, or perhaps he has not found the right opportunity. In any case, let’s be more cautious going forward.”

Ren Zhongshou then formed a Dharma Seal and manipulated the flames to construct a map in front of himself.

“This is the structural map of the nearby caves. As for our current location, you can judge for yourself.”

The transaction between him and Yun Tiange was precisely the exchange of what each required.

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While Ren Zhongshou and Yun Tiange were trading, Chu Xisheng was swinging his Golden Wind Jade Dew Sabers at a crossroad within the Nine Curves Demon Intestine Cave.

This crossroad connected seven caves and was exceptionally spacious, with a flat area of about five acres.

At the moment, the single horns taken from three Candle Dragons were inserted into the cave walls all around, with silver flames burning atop the horns, illuminating the surroundings so every detail was visible.

What Chu Xisheng was actually practicing was swordsmanship, substituting the saber for the sword, as he traced mysterious trajectories through the air.

The saber light spawned ‘Life and Death, Wind, Thunder, Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth’—these nine forces that emerged due to the Time Order. These forces, born from the time order, were transforming into a gigantic wheel around Chu Xisheng.

They circulated endlessly, stirring the surrounding Temporal Void in such a way that within twenty acres, time was inconsistent, even causing the surrounding cave walls to be marked with sharp, unparalleled scratches.

However, the more Chu Xisheng practiced, the more he felt that the ‘Nine Heavens Time Wheel’ was rubbish.

This sword move was not only slow to start and had an excessively long prelude, but it also took a long time to charge and last too long. If used in actual combat, there would be countless flaws for the enemy to exploit.

If one were to use this sword move in real combat, it would have to be disassembled, which would be very troublesome. It would consume a lot of energy and financial resources and ultimately be more trouble than it’s worth—

And the Wood Sword Immortal had created this sword move originally to help himself escape from a trap, not as a means of engaging an enemy, so one shouldn’t be too harsh in their expectations.

What truly troubled Chu Xisheng was that although the sword move was a counter to the ‘Nine Curves Demon Intestine Cave,’ its power also seemed insufficient.

However, on the other side of the cave, lurking on the side, Leng Chanra and Little Xuanwu had different thoughts from Chu Xisheng.

Before their eyes, countless invisible and intangible blades were continuously emerging.

They all originated from the disparate speeds of the surrounding time flows, all exceedingly sharp and powerful enough to slice through anything, capable of causing numerous deep gashes across the cave walls in an instant, with the deepest being over thirty yards. And all of this occurred without any signs, nearly silently.

As Chu Xisheng continued with his sword moves, thousands of invisible blades kept forming. With faint ‘swish swish swish’ sounds, they wreaked havoc on all the cave walls within a twenty-acre radius, leaving them riddled with holes.

Leng Chanra, sword in hand, shattered over thirty invisible blades within the span of three breaths.

Afterwards, he couldn’t bear it any longer, retreating another fifteen yards to climb onto Little Xuanwu’s back.

“Tuck your head in quick!”

Little Xuanwu immediately retracted its head within its shell.

The next instant, an invisible blade extending twenty yards swept past in front of it, slicing a fine crack into Little Xuanwu’s Ice Shield, as well as the ground and the ceiling of the cave.

The crack was very fine, almost imperceptible unless one looked closely, but it was very deep, reaching over twenty yards.

Upon seeing this, Leng Chanra couldn’t help but click his tongue in wonder.

The invisible blades that Chu Xisheng directed, while not as formidable as Zhu Guangyin’s ‘Time Trace,’ were still incredibly sharp.