Cheating

Seeing this, Song Taiping was overjoyed and was about to strike while the iron was hot when he heard Si Ming, "I've recently mastered my divine skill and want to find a master to test it out. Although I don't think Han Hao is as easy to kill as you think, it doesn't really matter. I just want to find someone to fight!"

"Wait, wait a minute..."

Before Song Taiping could persuade him further, Si Ming slashed at him with his blade. The blade's aura was fierce, and its powerful force forced Song Taiping's expression to change drastically. He retreated repeatedly, his hands forming Mind-Gathering Seal, his body darting and shifting unpredictably, trying to avoid the enemy's sharp edge.

However, Si Ming adapted to the changing situation, using his Dunjia Heavenly Movement to keep up with his opponent. Every movement of his blade was aimed at Song Taiping's weakness, forcing him to take action to defend.

With a flick of the whisk, strands of silver threads spun by Polar Ice Silkworm swept towards the Crimson Scorpion Evil Saber, disintegrating its force like a fishing net.

"Good!"

Si Ming was overjoyed at the sight of his prey. He knew that he had already used the Asura Divine Power and his own strength, but Song Taiping still steadily blocked his attack. This was the first time he had encountered an opponent who could directly block his two great divine powers without showing any signs of strain.

Along with the praise, Si Ming unleashed his second strike. This time, he also used the Vajra Demon-Subduing Power, his strongest power under normal conditions.

In the past, when Si Ming activated the three divine powers at the same time, it would create a tremendous force. Before he even made a move, a strong wind would howl like a raging storm, and the air currents would surge like waves, as if Gods and Devils had descended. But this time, when he made his move again, it was silent and stealthy. The blade sliced through the void, and all the power was concentrated at the blade. Surprisingly, it did not produce any sound of wind breaking or any blade energy.

Song Taiping's expression turned extremely solemn. With his cultivation level, he naturally saw the wonder of this strike. Or rather, what was powerful was not Si Ming's swordsmanship, but his control over his own strength. Even without a sword, but with a staff or spear, he could still display extraordinary power. Moreover, the force of this strike was highly concentrated, making it difficult to neutralize using the technique of borrowing force against force.

In the past, the reason why Si Ming could generate such great power when he made a move was because he could not control his own strength. The burden brought by the three divine powers exceeded the limit of his physical body, and he had to waste some of it. But now, with the breakthrough of the Jade-Clad Dharma Body to the Mercury Alloy Body, he can finally use the three divine powers perfectly without wasting any of them.

In an instant, Si Ming seemed to vanish into thin air. No one could see him or sense him. His essence and spirit were all concentrated on the blade. Therefore, to the onlookers, all they could see was a blood-red evil blade piercing through the air, crossing several meters, and striking Song Taiping directly.

"Peace of Mind Through Non-Action!"

Song Taiping flicked his whisk, wrapped his right palm with silver threads, and used his lifelong skill, "Severing Ties Palm," to directly block the evil blade.

The moment the two collided, silver threads flew and high-frequency vibrations rippled. The space behind Song Taiping surged violently like the surface of a lake where a boulder had been thrown, creating concentric rings of ripples. He merged his own aura with the heavens and earth, forming a unified whole with them, turning the entire palace into his own domain. The Primal Qi within the palace became an extension of his body.

From this hand alone, it can be seen that Song Taiping's internal strength cultivation level is above level 17, which is almost the same as Hongdou's. In terms of control of internal strength, Hongdou is even more difficult to match. She can exert 60% of the power of her own internal strength, which is good, but Song Taiping can use the surrounding heaven and earth energy to exert 120% of the effect.

The vast and fierce blade force struck Song Taiping's Severing Ties Palm, but he guided it into the void behind him. Song Taiping did not directly try to deflect Si Ming's force, since with Si Ming's current level of control over force through palm reading, he would be lucky to deflect even 10%. Therefore, he first received the attack with his body and then guided the force away. Moreover, to avoid injury, he used the floating dust as a transfer station and the Ice Silkworm as the guiding rope.

As a result, everything in the Hall of Hall of Mental Cultivation suffered, destroyed by the scattered blade energy. With loud "bang bang bang" sounds, everything was reduced to dust, and the entire palace swayed precariously, almost collapsing.

"Impressive! To actually withstand my full-force strike... As expected of the Sect Master of the Sitting-in-Forgetfulness Sect, Xuan Dutian..."

Before Si Ming could finish praising him, an unnatural bright red flush appeared on Song Taiping's face. He then staggered back several steps and vomited blood onto the ground with a "whoosh."

"Uh... I really didn't mean to jinx you." Si Ming felt slightly embarrassed.

"Young hero, you possess such supernatural power at such a young age. There's no need to fight any longer; this old Daoist is no match for you."

Celestial Master of the Mysterious Capital waved his hand and smiled bitterly. The "Sitting-in-Forgetfulness Heart Sutra" he had learned was a technique of extreme emptiness and stillness, a level above using softness to overcome hardness, using emptiness to overcome solidity. When he sparred with Qi Tailai of the Heavenly Secret Divine Fist, he was able to withstand eighty-one punches without being hurt. Who would have thought that today he couldn't even withstand a single sword strike? And the opponent's attacks were just ordinary ones, not even his ultimate moves.

Although he chose to support the Second Prince, he wasn't about to risk his life for him. Besides, he hadn't lived enough yet. Daoist School was known for its emphasis on longevity, and 116 years old was nothing. Even non- Spirit Transformation Daoist School disciples could live to that age. He figured he could easily live another 60 years. Wouldn't dying in battle now be premature?

Seeing that his opponent had no will to fight, Si Ming couldn't very well continue to press the fight. Besides, he had already realized after their first exchange that Song Taiping was not a martial artist at all, but at most a Daoist priest who was skilled in martial arts. Fighting was not his forte.

Of course, Song Taiping's cultivation level was what it was; if it were a normal non- Spirit Transformation, it would be normal for him to beat them up. Unfortunately, he encountered an exception today.

At that moment, a sharp alarm sounded not far away, clearly indicating that the fighting had attracted attention and that a large number of experts were rapidly approaching the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Since you have no intention of fighting, Daoist Master, I shall take my leave."

Having achieved his objective, Si Ming saw no need to stay. Although Song Taiping said it was too late, he knew that Han Hao was protected by a powerful figure and would not be in any danger. It was still possible to rush there now.

"Ahem, I have made a promise, so I must keep it. I didn't originally intend to use this method, but since things have come to this, I can only say I'm sorry."

Song Taiping drew an arc with both hands and pushed forward, a wisp of sword energy shooting out from his palms, the residual force he had forcibly retained when he was injured.

This wisp of blade energy didn't strike Si Ming; its target was the France emperor on the dragon bed!

With the sound of silk being torn, a bright red flower of blood bloomed on the luxurious quilt.

What are you doing...?

In his astonishment, Si Ming suddenly realized the other party's purpose: to frame him for the death of the France emperor. After all, the sword strikes were the same, and there might still be residual sword intent, making it impossible to deny.

Of course, the other party's real target was not him, but the Third Prince behind him. Si Ming could have simply left, but the Third Prince, as the mastermind behind him, would inevitably bear the infamy of patricide and regicide.

"To be old and not die is to be a thief," Song Taiping said with a smug smile. "Although I can't beat you in a fight, I can outsmart you with my brains."

At the same time, he channeled his inner energy and shouted, "The Third Prince has committed an act of incest..."

The words had barely begun when they were drowned out by an even louder voice—

"The Second Prince murdered his father, the Celestial Master of the Mysterious Capital murdered the Emperor, and the Emperor has passed away!"

Si Ming suppressed Song Taiping's voice with the Kui Drum Thunder Sound, then opened his hands, and a destructive light appeared in his palms.

If you try to frame me, Laozi 'll destroy the evidence and make sure there are no witnesses left. Then we'll see who shouts the loudest!

Chapter 507 Cheating

Song Taiping didn't want to die, but in order to hold off Si Ming, he had no choice but to force his way in despite his old age. If it was just to frame someone, he could have waited until Si Ming left before making his move. Although he spoke with great confidence, he wasn't actually very sure whether the Second Prince could kill the Third Prince quickly.

If Si Ming had arrived in time to rescue the Third Prince at the crucial moment, his troubles would have been much greater. Even if he himself was not afraid of the France Emperor's wrath, he still had the Sitting-in-Forgetfulness Sect behind him, as well as countless disciples and followers. As the saying goes, a Daoist priest can run away, but a Daoist temple cannot. The other party did not need to take action against him; just suppressing the Sitting-in-Forgetfulness Sect with various administrative means would be enough to make him suffer.

Therefore, even after learning from his previous defeat, Song Taiping could only muster his courage and provoke Si Ming.

He succeeded, but soon regretted it.

Endless blade energy slashed towards him, each strike possessing the power to deter Gods and Devils. The blade energy merged with heaven and earth, becoming one with the air, transforming a ten-zhang radius into the domain dominated by the evil blade. Every wisp of air, under the violent blade energy, transformed into a malevolent blade, slashing towards Song Taiping with the force of a raging torrent.

Song Taiping's method of using virtuality to overcome reality is to extend his own consciousness and use the surrounding heaven and earth energy as a shield to withstand the opponent's attack. It is like an old tree with entwined roots. The roots are deeply rooted in the earth. If you want to pull out the tree, you must pull it out together with the soil.

However, the surrounding space was already filled with powerful sword energy, repelling all the Primal Qi of heaven and earth. It was like a skilled cook trying to cook without rice; no matter how skilled Song Taiping was, he could not create spiritual Primal Qi of heaven and earth out of thin air.