Chapter 663

Si Ming's talent for sudden enlightenment allows him to quickly understand the secrets of his opponent's moves. Therefore, when the same move is used against him a second time, its power will be greatly reduced. If it is used many times, he might even be able to steal it.

Without a shield to transfer and deflect the force, Song Taiping could only rely on himself to withstand the attack, and within half a minute, his old bones began to feel the strain.

"The Zen Blade Subdues the Tiger! The Tiger's Might Comes to Naught! The Beast King Bows Its Head!"

"Bodhi Immortal! Bodhi Has No Tree! Ten Thousand Demons Subdued!"

"Vast Fire Burns the Heavens! Blazing Sun Heavenly Saber! Thousand Blades Scorching the Plains!"

Si Ming launched a fierce attack, unleashing nine consecutive strikes. With such frequent attacks, it was impossible for him to use his ultimate moves. In fact, he only used 30% of his normal power for each strike, treating his ultimate moves as ordinary techniques. However, he compensated for the lack of Internal Cultivation with external skills. With the support of his unparalleled strength, even his sword moves with insufficient True Qi possessed terrifying destructive power.

The Mercury Alloy Body is a flexible form of magic, so it doesn't significantly increase physical strength. Instead, it enhances endurance and recovery. Even though Si Ming goes all out with every strike without stopping, he doesn't feel fatigued at all, as power flows continuously from all parts of his body.

In addition, the Blazing Yang Battle Art was also operating at full power, frantically absorbing solar energy to make up for the consumed power. The space within a radius of ten feet became dark and without light, like a dark domain. In reality, the light inside was absorbed by Si Ming. In this way, even if the speed of True Qi recovery still could not keep up with the consumption, it was enough to greatly extend the time of continuous combat, just like a math problem of two water pipes, one for releasing water and the other for receiving water.

Spring and Autumn Saber Art, Tiger-Subduing Blade Technique, Burning Wood Saber Art, Bodhi Demon-Subduing Saber Art Eight Trigrams Saber Art, Two Aspects Saber Art, Golden Crow Saber Art, Yin Wind Saber Art, Hundred Battles Saber Art Qi Gate Three Talents Saber Art, Mysterious Void Saber Art...

Si Ming unleashed eighty-one consecutive strikes, each a completely different ultimate move, all of which had reached the pinnacle of mastery. Song Taiping endured the excruciating pain while secretly marveling at the skill. He knew a great deal about the martial arts he had learned, but most of them were only "usable." He had only mastered a few of the most frequently used techniques, while the others were merely for reference.

This kid looks so young, where does he get so much energy to master so many martial arts techniques? Is he just a seemingly young man who is actually an immortal old monster who likes to pretend to be a boy under eighteen?

Song Taiping was puzzled, but unfortunately he didn't have time to think it over carefully. He had to take eighty-one blows in a row. Even though he used the method of deflecting the force to redirect the impact to the ground, his body, as the transit point, was still inevitably severely damaged. His body, which had reached its limit, kept warning him that it could not bear the burden. His skin was cracking inch by inch, and blood was seeping out. His Daoist robe was stained red with blood, and he quickly became a blood-soaked figure.

The palace guards had already been alerted, but faced with a battle of this caliber, they were not qualified to intervene. Anyone who dared to approach the battle would be killed instantly. The only one capable of intervening, Su Yingbo, had already been sent away.

The original site of the Hall of Mental Cultivation is now a ruin. The buildings have collapsed, the furniture has been destroyed, and there are still scorch marks on the ground. The body of the France emperor is still there. After all, it is not easy to burn a person's bones as well. But with just a fragmented body, it is impossible to tell who did it.

While Si Ming was certainly capable of doing this, it wouldn't be difficult for Song Taiping either.

After the Second Prince's men in the palace discovered the commotion, they attempted to spread unfavorable news about the Third Prince, pinning the crime of regicide on him, as planned. However, sometimes more people don't necessarily make a louder voice.

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

While using his swordsmanship to suppress Song Taiping, Si Ming was also able to spare some energy to activate the Kui Drum Thunder Sound, single-handedly suppressing everyone else's voices and letting his voice echo throughout the palace.

Although not everyone who hears his words will believe him, and some clear-headed people may even suspect that he is crying wolf, such people are ultimately a minority. The vast majority of people are indecisive, follow the crowd, and listen to whoever's voice is loud. When people act as a whole, their blindness becomes apparent, and their IQ drops below the average level.

"Asura Pardons Buddha!"

The raging onslaught suddenly ceased. Si Ming raised his sword to the sky, and behind him appeared the ferocious Asura War God, his Blood Sha Qi spreading outwards, his sword energy soaring into the sky—this time, it was the true power of his ultimate move.

Song Taiping's expression hardened. Although he knew he was no match for this move, he could only muster his strength, squeeze out his body's potential, and unleash his remaining power. With the force of Taiji Cloud Hands, he pushed out a Wuji Qi Diagram. Instantly, the sky cleared and the earth became calm. The surrounding airflow became extremely gentle, quiet and peaceful, and even the echoes were blocked outside.

"Immortals and Mortals Forever Separated!"

The crimson blade of light slashed fiercely at the Boundless Diagram without making a sound. Within a ten-zhang radius around Si Ming and Song Taiping, all the surging air currents seemed to be compressed by an invisible force, turning into a smooth, mirror-like surface of water. An invisible boundary separated the space where the two clashed from the outside world. Outside the boundary, the wind howled and the waves surged, while inside the boundary, the wind and waves subsided, resembling a dark realm.

However, this silence lasted only a moment before being broken.

The crimson blade light cleaved through the Boundless Diagram, roaring like an angry dragon as it burst forth from the earth, like a vast ocean surging with waves, magnificent and awe-inspiring, before finally dissipating after shattering more than ten palaces.

Song Taiping was sent flying by the impact of the blade, a hideous gash appearing on his chest, blood splattering like mist. But as expected of a Daoist School Grandmaster, his strength was long-lasting and his foundation profound. Such an injury did not harm his core. In mid-air, he tapped his ten fingers together, using True Contemplation Finger to seal the wound, and then flipped over and landed steadily.

"Boy, you've truly angered this old Daoist! Today, I'll use you to test the results of my century of solitude and cultivation!"

Song Taiping split his hands into Yin and Yang, purple qi energy soared into the sky, causing black and white phenomena to appear in the heavens. His enormous aura enveloped the surrounding area, causing his gray hair to fly up like arrows and halberds. Behind him, the image of a Kun fish transforming into a Peng bird was faintly visible. With a flap of his wings, he was about to cover the nine heavens.

"Sitting in oblivion, merging with the Dao, stabilizing the universe!"

Si Ming, who had intended to press his advantage, stopped abruptly upon seeing the opponent's overwhelming power. He then activated his inner energy, entering a state of Solar Prominence Eruption. He raised his sword to the sky, his crimson sword energy condensing into a giant blade, and exclaimed, "Well done, Celestial Master of the Mysterious Capital! To be able to unleash such extreme moves even after taking my blade, the profound arts of Daoist Gate are truly extraordinary. Then this junior must also unleash my true abilities, the Cross Ten Thousand Demonic Tribulations..."

"Ride the Wind and Return!"

Suddenly, Song Taiping pushed his hands forward, sending yin and yang energy balls towards Si Ming. Then, he turned his body and merged with the phantom of the roc behind him. With a flap of his wings, a hurricane raged, and flying sand and stones obscured everyone's vision before he flew away.

"..."

Si Ming was taken aback when he didn't expect that his opponent, a Grandmaster of a sect, would resort to such a tactic of fleeing without a fight. After he swung his sword to shatter the Yin-Yang energy cloud and calm the sandstorm, he saw that Song Taiping had already vanished without a trace.

"Never mind, I'll just go too."

After standing there in a daze for a while, Si Ming shook his head, glanced at the chaotic palace below, which looked like an anthill, and quickly used his lightness skill to leave.

The Third Prince's residence was surrounded by a large number of the Second Prince's men.

"Third brother, surrender. For the sake of our brotherhood, I promise I won't kill you."

Han Kun stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a confident winner, with a hint of sympathy and reluctance on his face.

Standing on either side of him were Gu Changtian, the Thunder-Upholding Divine Sword Master, and Miao Yunli, the Heavenly Net Fairy Miao Yunli. The two Spirit Transformation Grandmaster released powerful auras that enveloped the entire mansion. Although they were intangible, they weighed heavily on the mind. Those with insufficient cultivation would kneel on the ground, unable to get up.

Han Hao used his inner energy to resist the auras of the two Spirit Transformation. His expression was extremely solemn, and his body swayed, as if he might collapse. He spoke with difficulty, "Second Brother, you are truly shrewd. You clearly have the support of five Spirit Transformation, yet you have remained patient and reserved, only allowing Qi Tailai to stand on the stage. If you had allowed five Nascent Spirit Transformation to openly support you when we first returned to the country, I'm afraid I would have given up the idea of vying for the throne."

"Ha, caution is always the best policy, especially when it comes to vying for the throne. We must be extremely careful, especially since I didn't have the support of the five Grandmaster back then. And speaking of cunning, isn't my third brother just as shrewd? He clearly had the support of the Vast Sea Layman, but he never let him step forward, preferring to undermine the morale of his subordinates rather than let him stand up. He wanted to keep him as a trump card."

Vast Sea Layman was currently being held back by another Spirit Transformation Grandmaster who supported Han Kun, and was unable to appear at the scene.

"I'd rather neither of us had any cards to play, and everyone was completely open and honest; that would actually be more advantageous," Han Hao said with a wry smile.

The number of supporters of the Spirit Transformation on the surface is one to zero, but in reality it is five to one. Judging from the difference in numbers, the Third Prince seems to have the advantage.

Han Kun comforted him, "It's not your fault. After all, you haven't been in the country for very long. To gain the support of a Spirit Transformation Grandmaster in such a short time is enough to prove your ability, Third Brother. Especially in the past year, the scheming and fighting between us brothers has always been more of a loss for me than a victory, and I've suffered a lot of losses."

Realizing his opponent's chances were slim, Han Kun suddenly became talkative, wanting to share his experiences. He bluntly stated, "In terms of wisdom and talent, I am actually inferior to you, Third Brother. In the past, whether it was chess or cards, I could never beat you. But I have one advantage: I am six years older than you. Six years is enough time for me to accomplish many things, including sending you abroad, which was actually my sole effort. This bought me another three years, making a total of nine years. I had nine years to plan within the country. If I still couldn't beat you, then it can only prove that you are destined for greatness—but now it seems that you haven't been favored by fate."

Han Hao hesitated, seemingly struggling to resist the mental pressure from the two Spirit Transformation, rendering him unable to move.