Super Combat Soldier
Chapter 782 - 781: 【The Old Beggar is Feng Qingyang】

Chapter 782: Chapter 781: 【The Old Beggar is Feng Qingyang】

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Once upon a time in the Ancient Martial World, there were three highly respected and powerful individuals, Master Fang Zheng, Feng Qingyang, and One Sword Daoist. They were all kindhearted and, despite rarely making appearances, they deterred demons eager to cause chaos within the Ancient Martial World. It was their presence that made martial artists in the sector adhere to the sacred rules passed down for a million years, which was to not interfere with the affairs of the Mortal World. Of course, at such a strong level of cultivation, with lifespans and realms far exceeding mortals, there was no need to trouble themselves over mortals who lived only a few decades.

After Bei Lengshi broke through to the Martial Saint Realm, he longed to execute his plan, using all the martial artists of the Ancient Martial World as bait, turning them into scapegoats to attack the Sun Never Sets Mountain, to see if there were Immortal Scripture Skills or Immortal Elixirs that extended life. If such treasures existed, they would inevitably belong to Bei Lengshi.

However, the thought of the three strong individuals still existing in the Ancient Martial World made him wary. If his dark schemes were exposed, those three upright individuals would surely take his life. With his cultivation realm, he could fend off one, but if a second stepped in, he, Bei Lengshi, would undoubtedly die. Therefore, he continued to bide his time.

As for Du Tianqi, who had broken through to the Martial Saint Realm ten years prior, he was, millions of years later, the second person on Earth’s Ancient Martial World, after Bei Lengshi, to elevate his cultivation to the Martial Saint level. He too harbored wild and ambitious dreams of sweeping slaughter to seize useful items from other martial artists. Moreover, his Five Poison Sect was the oldest inheritance among all the Ancient Martial Sects. He felt he had a profound heritage of strength but was also wary of Master Fang Zheng and the other two, knowing that they would not stand idly by if he started senseless killings, which compelled him to exercise some restraint as well.

Now, Master Fang Zheng had entered Nirvana, One Sword Daoist was on the brink of death, and Feng Qingyang might have passed before Master Fang Zheng. The Ancient Martial World was left with only two Martial Saint Realm powerhouses, Du Tianqi and Bei Lengshi, both of whom were ruthless demons, a disaster for everyone on Earth.

"Elder Sword, you think too highly of yourself. Even standing nearly a hundred years in the Martial Saint Realm before us, you’ve still come to a standstill. The Taiji Divine Sword might be fearsome, but it’s incomplete. In the Ancient Earth Era, it was a golden age for cultivation, but now among the Ancient Martial Sects, hardly any possess a complete cultivation skill. Your persistence until now is already quite remarkable. Leave the rest of the Ancient Martial World to me, Du Tianqi!" Du Tianqi sneered at One Sword Daoist as he said this.

"Stopping the two of us would require two One Sword Daoists. However, with the old monk Fang Zheng and the crazy Feng Qingyang gone, you alone are not enough. Die!" Bei Lengshi spoke with equal smugness.

Boom!

A powerful Sword Qi attacked. Just as Du Tianqi and Bei Lengshi prepared to land their final blow to kill Ye Tianchen and One Sword Daoist, a Sword Qi descended from the heavens. Sweeping across the sky with a sense of splitting the heavens and earth, it aimed straight for Du Tianqi and Bei Lengshi.

Du Tianqi and Bei Lengshi were both horrified, as the Sword Qi was immensely strong, certainly not weaker than One Sword Daoist’s Taiji Divine Sword. Who was this formidable person? Aside from Master Fang Zheng, Feng Qingyang, and One Sword Daoist, were there other hidden grandmasters in the Ancient Martial World?

Boom!

Boom!

Du Tianqi wielded his Black King Sword and Bei Lengshi his Shocking God Whip, both employing their Martial Saint Treasures in order to block the powerful Sword Qi. Even so, they both were pushed back several steps, so shocked that they were rendered speechless. They were Martial Saint Realm powerhouses, rulers of Earth, and yet someone had pushed them back with a single sword strike—this was inconceivable. Who could be so powerful?

"This is..." Du Tianqi, looking towards the heavens, was too surprised to speak.

"Feng Qingyang?" Bei Lengshi also couldn’t help but exclaim.

Ye Tianchen turned around and looked towards the sky, only to see a hunched figure slowly approaching from the distance, dressed in the garb of a beggar. With each step, it was as though the void beneath him collapsed. He was heading towards the Ancient Battlefield. A smile tugged at Ye Tianchen’s lips; he hadn’t guessed wrong. The old beggar was indeed Senior Feng Qingyang.

That day, Ye Tianchen and Dongfang Meng had encountered the old beggar twice without knowing who he was. It wasn’t until the old beggar left, offering to pass on a sword technique to him, that Ye Tianchen surmised from the old beggar’s swordsmanship that this mysterious old man was likely one of the venerable seniors of the Ancient Martial World—Senior Feng Qingyang, a man considered by the world to be a lunatic old fool.

The old beggar was Feng Qingyang, a revelation that surprised everyone. No one would have guessed that someone who appeared so down and out, struggling even to find food, could be Feng Qingyang of the Huashan Sect, the inheritor of the Dugu Nine Swords, as renowned as Master Fang Zheng and One Sword Daoist.

"Senior!" Seeing Feng Qingyang approach, Ye Tianchen couldn’t help but kneel in reverence. This was a senior who had granted him a great favor. If it hadn’t been for Feng Qingyang, Ye Tianchen would have long since perished at the hands of the Netherworld Blood Demon, nor would he have received the legacy of the Dugu Nine Swords.

"Rise, rise, I wasn’t mistaken about you; you are an extraordinary person with great determination and principles. I’m very pleased!" Feng Qingyang stopped Ye Tianchen before he could kneel, smiling as he spoke.

"Thank you, Senior!" Ye Tianchen said earnestly.

Feng Qingyang gave a slight smile, then spoke, "Your current strength is no match for these two demons. Stand aside and heal your wounds, Elder Sword and I are more than enough!"

"Yes, senior!" Ye Tianchen retreated to the side, took a sitting posture, and began to heal. He knew that with the arrival of Elder Feng Qingyang and with One Sword Taoist here, the fate of Du Tianqi and Bei Lengshi was sealed—they couldn’t stir up any significant trouble.

"Old beggar, if you hadn’t shown up, you would have missed the last glimpse of this old Taoist!" One Sword Taoist said to Feng Qingyang with a smile.

"Didn’t I arrive just in time? I got a little held up on the way, otherwise, you would have transcended later," Feng Qingyang replied with a smile.

"There’s no Eternal Life or immortality, transcending is just a matter of time. Only by adhering to one’s true heart and remaining detached can one live without regrets!" One Sword Taoist retorted with a smile.

"Let’s make a move. Before you transcend, help me deal one more blow and slay these two demons to bring a hundred years of peace to the Ancient Martial World," Feng Qingyang said coldly, glancing at Du Tianqi and Bei Lengshi.

"We do what we must, and there’s nothing left to cling to!" One Sword Taoist surprisingly stood up. Even as he was beginning the process of transcending, he forcibly suppressed it. With a slight movement in his gaze, the Taiji Divine Sword appeared in his hand. At this moment, his strength peaked, ready to join forces with Feng Qingyang to eliminate both Du Tianqi and Bei Lengshi.

Boom! The great battle erupted—a world-shaking clash powerful enough to destroy heaven and earth. Had it not been for the Ancient Battlefield containing the scattering of Martial Arts True Power, and had it not been for the Ancient Martial World’s protection by the powerful Emperor Array Formation, not only would the Ancient Martial World have been annihilated, but the Mortal World would have been affected too, with many innocent lives turning into a Blood Mist, dying in ways too gruesome to describe.

A battle between four Martial Saint Realm powerhouses could shatter the heavens and the Earth, obliterate the planet, their divine power of splitting skies with a wave of the hand and shattering the ground underfoot was unimaginably formidable.

The battle lasted two days and nights. The Ancient Battlefield turned to dust, and even the Songshan Sect was leveled. The entire region of the Song Mountain Ancient Martial World was left half-collapsed. It was fortunate that many martial artists fled; otherwise, it would have been a scene of rivers of blood and piles of bones. During this process, Ye Tianchen lost consciousness, and when he awoke, he found himself lying on a huge boulder next to a Cold Pond where the old beggar was bathing.

"Senior..." Ye Tianchen opened his weak eyes and called out with an extremely pale face.

"You’re awake. Suffering such severe injuries yet still clinging to life, your Life Force is very tenacious," Feng Qingyang said with a smile.

"Senior, One Sword Taoist, he..." Ye Tianchen began to ask.

Feng Qingyang rushed out of the Cold Pond, quickly dressed, and then sat beside Ye Tianchen. He took out two gourds of wine from his bosom, handed one to Ye Tianchen, and said, "Niu Bizi has transcended. During the battle with Du Tianqi and Bei Lengshi, he was too heavily wounded to hold on. As for those two Great Demons, they were also seriously injured; their Cultivation Realms fell to the Martial Venerate stage. It’s impossible for them to rise to the Martial Saint Realm again in this lifetime. I couldn’t kill them, and they have escaped!"

Ye Tianchen was taken aback. He could imagine how fierce and wild the battle must have been between Elder Feng Qingyang, One Sword Taoist, and the two great demons, Du Tianqi and Bei Lengshi. The progress they made had been bought with the seniors’ very lives. With Du Tianqi and Bei Lengshi’s Cultivation Realms greatly diminished, they wouldn’t be able to cause trouble for hundreds of years—especially with Feng Qingyang still very much alive.

"What about my friends?" Ye Tianchen thought of Dongfang Meng, Xie Yuhe, and Qingcheng Yue.

"They’ve all returned to their respective Sects. I promised them that you, young man, would not die," Feng Qingyang said with a smile.

"That’s good. After this battle, neither the Five Poison Sect nor Songshan Sect can stir up any trouble. The Ancient Martial World should be at peace for a few hundred years," Ye Tianchen breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, Du Tianqi and Bei Lengshi were at most a little ambitious. The real Demon is about to emerge, and that will be a disaster for the whole Earth!" Feng Qingyang suddenly said with utmost seriousness to Ye Tianchen. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)