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Chapter 155 - 135 Taiching and the Current World Wind Arises (8000 words, please subscribe and vote monthly)_4

Chapter 155: Chapter 135 Taiching and the Current World Wind Arises (8000 words, please subscribe and vote monthly)_4

"This is Mirror World, these so-called commoners just seem honest here because they’re oppressed by the mightier and more evil Qingtian City."

"Once the Secret Technique spreads and they begin to enter the real world in droves, without the Taiqing Sect to suppress them, these people will all become murderers, robbers, bandits."

Mu Tianjiao stared intently at Niu Yihu and continued to ask, "You also know the consequences of the Secret Technique being disseminated."

"After today’s battle, will the other eight major sects, countless other sects, act as if nothing has happened?"

"News of the Secret Technique will quickly spread throughout the world."

"Your actions will trigger a war between the two worlds, do you have any idea how many people from the Realm World will flood into the real world in the time to come? Do you not realize how many will die?"

Niu Yihu sighed, saying, "The moment the Secret Technique started working again, war became inevitable."

"It’s better to strike first and gain the upper hand."

"To start a war earlier, to shatter the goodwill of the people of the real world, the sooner all this is done before the rush of spiritual intelligence, the better... that’s the way to have a better chance of ultimate victory."

And while the two were embroiled in their heated quarrel, the ground beneath them trembled violently.

Deep within the earth, terrifying explosions occurred, emitting a deep roar.

The next moment, bolts of lightning shot into the sky, and Mu Tianjiao struggled to make out the figure wrapped within the lightning, recognizing the identity of the person.

Mu Tianjiao: "Tian Jizi!"

At the same time, more missiles fell from the position of the aircraft in the sky, guided by the lightning, shooting towards the location of the Taiqing Sect.

Niu Yihu shouted at Mu Tianjiao, "Be careful, it must be Taiching forced out by Tian Jizi."

As Niu Yihu finished these words, an extremely terrifying pressure emanated from deep beneath the ground.

Visions of mountains of corpses and seas of blood emerged before Mu Tianjiao and Niu Yihu’s eyes.

The tangible pressure weighed heavily on their bodies, making them feel as though their flesh and spirit were burdened with an immense weight, as if even moving a single finger was difficult.

And in that deep and boundless cavern.

A shadowy figure slowly floated upward.

It was an exceedingly aged human form.

His face was etched with the marks of time, wrinkles like dried-up riverbeds deeply ingrained in his skin.

His eyes were dim and lifeless, like two glass beads stripped of vitality.

His hair was sparse and gray-white, with messy hairs growing on his ears.

His teeth were loose, his lips dry and bloodless.

His body was hunched, as if it could collapse at any moment.

But it was such an image that seemed on the brink of death, from which a dominating pressure now emanated, rendering almost everyone present unable to move.

A sinking feeling hit Mu Tianjiao’s heart, knowing that this was the true body of the Sect Leader of the Taiqing Sect. It was said that this body was so extremely aged that it spent most of its time in slumber, to slow down the aging of the flesh.

Mu Tianjiao couldn’t help but think, "How much of his martial prowess can still be exerted with such a severely aged body?"

"Tian Jizi," the hoary voice came from within the old man, "you are instigating war."

"Yes," Tian Jizi’s face revealed a chilling smile, sharp as a knife’s edge, ready to pierce the heart.

He gazed into the old man’s eyes with a cold and merciless look, without a trace of sympathy or pity, "I intend not only to instigate war but also to kill your true body, to annihilate Qingtian City completely, to crush every one of your avatars."

As Tian Jizi spoke, he laughed sharply, his laughter resembling a mockery of the entire Taiqing Sect’s plight.

At the same time, over a dozen missiles had already swarmed in.

As Tian Jizi’s palm gently swept forward, the missiles broke through the sound barrier and, leaving behind rings of explosive white vapor,

plunged down like bolts of Divine Punishment aimed at the elderly figure above the cavern.

Confronted with the descending missiles, the old man roared furiously, his flesh quivering violently.

Sagging skin began to retract intensely, like a tightened spring, the lax wrinkles gradually disappearing to be replaced by smooth and delicate skin.

Hair also began to grow, the sparse gray strands gradually becoming thick and glossy with a youthful shine.

Limbs stretched out, as if released from shackles, stiff and hunched joints gradually becoming agile and powerful, supporting a robust and beautiful body.

Eyes started to flicker, as though igniting a spark. The dim and lifeless pupils became bright and spirited, exuding an extraordinarily strong aura.

Even his muscles began to swell as if filled with air. The once slack and powerless body gradually became firm and substantial, displaying strength and aesthetics.

At this moment, the old man seemed to have returned to his peak.

And all these transformations were completed almost instantly.

An even more terrifying aura burst forth from him, causing the ground and the ruins within hundreds of meters to tremble continuously.

Roar!

Gazing at the numerous missiles falling from the sky, he punched fiercely.

A typhoon-like shockwave spread out in all directions from the center of his fist.

One after another, the missiles disintegrated in mid-air... but in the next moment, more missiles broke the sound barrier, hurtling towards him at hundreds of meters per second.