Remould the Glory of Sword Art
Chapter 891: 52: Feeding Fists (Part 2)

Chapter 891: Chapter 52: Feeding Fists (Part 2)

“Interesting.”

Yu Wenbo smiled and said in a deep tone, “This sword of yours is indeed ‘sacrificial and fearless,’ yet you’re not afraid of a sword qi assault failing and me being on guard?”

“A true flying sword skill cannot be guarded against.”

Xie Xuanyi shook his head and sincerely replied, “Moreover… does it need guarding against me with Yu Wen Sect Master’s cultivation? If the Sect Master wanted to strike with deadly force, would there still be this kind of situation?”

“You have seen through it.”

The Yu Wen Sect Master restrained his smile.

He said quietly, “I received the Holy Empress’s decree to capture you and bring you back on behalf of Qiantian Palace… There was no delay after receiving the order. I fear even other Holy Lands would take at least an hour to catch up. Do you understand what I mean?”

Xie Xuanyi certainly understood.

Yu Wenbo didn’t want to see Xie Xuanyi repeat the tragedy of the North Sea.

He came personally.

To feed Xie Xuanyi his fists.

“Since you are only a step away from the Yang God.”

Yu Wenbo calmly transmitted, “Today, I will send you to the Mountain Peak.”

This statement stirred ripples in Xie Xuanyi’s Heart Lake.

His expression was somewhat complicated.

Some words were suppressed by him.

Ten years have passed, many people and things have changed, Jiangning revealed its true colors, and Xie Zhisu’s actions disheartened him.

But many people have not changed.

Yu Wenbo wants to lend him a helping hand…

It’s just a pity.

That wish is good, but very difficult to implement.

Yu Wenbo thought Xie Xuanyi had hidden away after the North Sea catastrophe, settling for ten years… He didn’t know that Xie Xuanyi started cultivating from scratch, and the difficulty and challenge of crossing this “Yang God” threshold are extremely high, if there were only a singular Annihilation Dao Realm just one step away, perhaps this attempt would have some hope.

Now Xie Xuanyi has cultivated a Dual Dao Realm.

Simply relying on this feeding fist session, it is fundamentally impossible to feed the “Life and Death Realm” to completion.

Not to mention, the Fetal Light is still in the hands of the Paperman Sect.

These words, Xie Xuanyi swallowed them down, he just braced himself, wielding the Martial Arts Divine Embryo and holding the Sinking Disease Flying Sword, looked towards the middle-aged man in a yellow robe not far away, and bowed.

Xie Xuanyi said in a deep voice, “Please, Yu Wen Sect Master, enlighten me!”

“Very well!”

Yu Wenbo no longer held back.

Within the Chaos Dao Domain of Ya Zi, the two figures officially faced off.

Yu Wenbo suppressed the Great Dao, using fist techniques, throwing one punch, then following with another—

Although without killing intent.

But the fist wind was extremely suffocating!

Xie Xuanyi felt that this Yu Wen Sect Master had discarded all distractions, striking at him with open and bold moves, like the surge of rivers and seas, making it difficult to withstand, yet leaving an extremely subtle strand of hope.

With each punch, Xie Xuanyi had to use the Life Dao Intent within his Dantian to relieve it.

This feeding fist session seemed like a showdown.

But as Yu Wenbo truly began punching, the killing intent gradually surged and spread.

Xie Xuanyi seemed to transform into a dried leaf, amidst the raging waves.

Yu Wenbo’s fist winds surged wave after wave, each wave higher than the last…

He seemed to have long forgotten the original intent of this feeding session!

Each punch was harsher and heavier than the last!

As they progressed.

Even Ya Zi, who was watching, began to look perplexed… He had never seen such a crazy feeding fist confrontation; Yu Wenbo had already disregarded the weight of his punches.

Ya Zi at this moment birthed an absurd thought.

If Xie Xuanyi cannot break through, he might very well be beaten to death by the Yu Wen Sect Master right where he stood!

But what was even more “unbelievable” to Ya Zi was.

This terrifyingly suffocating tidal wave of the Great Dao was somehow completely withstood by Xie Xuanyi, from the first punch this young man appeared extremely “strained,” looking as if he would fall in the next punch’s wind blast at any moment… but in this teetering stance, he persisted until now, continuously taking over twenty punches, Xie Xuanyi’s flying sword protective Dao essence was shattered, the Martial Arts Divine Embryo was shaken by the fist intent and hard to condense, but he just did not fall! The fire in his eyes only burned brighter!

This kid, how can he endure so much beating?

Damn!!

Ya Zi looked at the secret technique shackles on his own feet, questioning himself, if he were the one on the field now, could he take so many punches?

He probably… couldn’t do it!

[“Little guy.”]

Just as Ya Zi felt a sigh and disbelief in his heart.

A deep and gentle voice of divine thought suddenly swept into his Heart Lake.

As the master of the Chaos Dao Domain, Ya Zi shivered instantly, feeling his Divine Soul suddenly grow extremely cold… Although this voice was very gentle, it brought him an immense sense of danger!

What kind of joke is this, though his cultivation was restricted by Qiantian Palace’s secret technique.

Yet he is still a Yang God Great Demon!

Who can silently convey their voice into his Heart Lake?

The next moment.

What chilled Ya Zi even further happened.

Within his Heart Lake, a rush of wind and snow suddenly swept in, this wind and snow were very similar to his own Chaos Dao Intent, and a thick fog enveloped the area several miles around his Heart Lake, out from the fog floated a black-robed man hovering three feet off the ground, his eyes covered with silk.

“???”

Ya Zi had never encountered such a terrifying event in his life.

His “Heart Lake” had been invaded.

To achieve such a feat…

There was only one possibility.

The opponent’s Divine Soul Realm was much higher than his own.

His Divine Soul Realm was the Yang God First Layer Heaven… how much higher was the opponent’s?

Yang God Ninth Layer Heaven, Tenth Layer Heaven, or even…

Ya Zi didn’t even dare to think further.

“Don’t worry. I have no killing intent towards you.”

Xuan Ming sent a wisp of residual thought, entering the Heart Lake of the Qiantian Palace’s Great Demon, Ya Zi.

He glanced around the surroundings, softly lamenting, “I wonder if your Divine Sea inheritance… still retains any memory of the ‘Chongming Bird’?”

“Chongming Bird?”

Ya Zi was completely stunned.

He frantically tried to recall, but his mind was blank.

“The great catastrophe ended just a thousand years ago… has the Demon Race inheritance lost so much?”

Xuan Ming’s expression was somewhat dim.

A thousand years, to a cultivator, was a long time.

But to a race, it was very short.

To avoid the great catastrophe, he led the Chongming Bird clan into the [Primordial Swallowing Sacred Realm], hiding ever since. Given his cultivation realm, status, and position back then, he should have left a prominent mark in the Divine Sea inheritance of “Ya Zi”. But unfortunately, after just a few generations, the inheritance regarding the “Chongming Bird” had almost been completely forgotten.

“Senior…”

At this moment, Ya Zi was drenched in sweat, his voice hoarse, trying his best to show the most respectful attitude.

Upon seeing Xuan Ming at that moment.

He guessed the other’s identity—

Xie Xuanyi had obtained the [Primordial Swallowing Divine Power]!

Then this mysterious person was highly likely someone closely related to the [Primordial Swallowing Divine Power] from a thousand years ago!

At this point, the answer was on the verge of being revealed.

This was Bai Ze’s… apprentice!

A thousand years had passed, yet there was still a residual thought surviving, and it could even invade his own Divine Sea…

Could this be the legendary celestial Great Demon?

Thinking of this.

Ya Zi couldn’t help but suck in a breath of cold air.

He inwardly cursed in anger.

Damn it, that kid with the surname Xie, what is he trying to do?

Having such an existence standing behind him, and forcibly holding back without saying a word!

“Honorable senior, what brings you here? Do you have any instructions? I can transmit the message through my Divine Soul!”

Ya Zi quickly spoke: “Yu Wen Sect Master is a Martial Fool, he fights with no restraint… I’ll inform him of your presence!”

“No need.”

Xuan Ming smiled and shook his head.

His voice seemed to hold a peculiar magic power that could solidify time and space.

Ya Zi’s eyes widened.

Just now, he wasn’t sure if it was his illusion, but when he tried to activate his Divine Thought, he felt his Heart Lake fall into stagnation.

The man in black, seated in the chaos, seemed to have countless Great Daos hanging behind him.

Ya Zi had never seen so many “Great Daos” in his life!

“I initially wanted to have a chat with you.”

Xuan Ming lowered his eyelids, his voice somewhat regretful: “A thousand years ago… the Chi Dragon Great Saint and my master were close friends. I had an excellent relationship with the Chi Dragon’s first disciple, ‘Pan Qiu’.”

“Pan Qiu?”

Ya Zi’s mind exploded with a bang.

Pan Qiu Great Saint was the founder of the Qiantian Palace’s inheritance!

The reason Qiantian Palace could last a thousand years was all thanks to Pan Qiu… A thousand years ago, when the great catastrophe had just settled, Pan Qiu came south to the West Territory, using his demon identity, established brotherly bonds with heroes like the Emperor of Da Chu, the Daoist Ancestor, and the first Sect Leader of the Sword Palace, and together they reestablished order in the wasteland left by the great catastrophe, eventually creating the “Qiantian Palace” Holy Land.

Since then, despite the fluctuations in fortune due to the difficulty of cultivation techniques, Qiantian Palace had gradually declined, unable to compare with Da Sui Sword Palace.

But a thousand years ago.

Pan Qiu Great Saint was a top-tier existence, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Da Sui Sect Leader and the Original Master!

The reason Ya Zi could cultivate to the Yang God Realm was because he obtained the “Pan Qiu” inheritance.

He was originally born in the wilderness of the Demon Race.

The Demon Country was too fiercely competitive, and after losing a duel against the former Qiantian Palace Master, Ya Zi actively requested him to take him back to the West Territory.

Due to a resonance of bloodlines.

He successfully refined the Pan Qiu inheritance.

But as the price… for the next hundred years, he had to guard the mountains for Qiantian Palace!

The “decree” left by Pan Qiu was imprinted in his Divine Sea.

He could not defy it!