Standing Alone to Suppress All Directions
What was he saying? Kneel or die. The members of the Blood Xuandu Organization all thought they had misheard.
In their understanding, the area under the rule of the Tushita Palace has always been peaceful, and those with higher cultivation levels tend to value tranquility and inaction. Why is this young man so arrogant? He is even more domineering than their Blood-Colored Organization.
"Sixth Brother's tone seems... a bit off?" Niu Wuwei asked secretly.
Zhou Tian remained unusually calm and said, "Just treat it as if he's the villain speaking, then there's no problem."
Niu Wuwei, who usually had a stern and serious expression, froze upon hearing this and said, "He and I—have become sworn brothers."
Zhou Tian remained calm and said, "Why don't you just think of yourself as the villain's righteous brother?"
The Old Furnace was also relatively calm at the scene. Because it was used to it, it now saw Cao Qianqiu as handsome and refined.
Li Qingyue turned around, her face also full of smiles.
In her eyes, Qin Ming was gentle and polite, tolerant and easy-going, and when it came to fighting—that was to be expected.
Of course, not everyone thinks this way.
For example, Zhen Gui was already screaming in his heart: I knew it, he's a big villain! After all, even his uncle had privately "certified" him.
The Saint Disciple present remained expressionless, but their hearts were filled with turmoil.
Making Grandmaster kneel? Wang Pan sighed inwardly, "Truly Madman!"
Yun Wangshu felt that Zheng Guang was confident and dazzling, and his whole being was radiant.
Many of the Elite Disciple had their eyes shining. When they first saw the Madman fight the Saint Disciple and suppress all the Master, they thought he was too arrogant. But now, they only saw it as strength and responsibility, the proper way to treat others.
The man in white in the arena was covered in blood and was no longer the dashing and debonair figure he once was.
The Grandmaster's reassembled body was covered in cracks, and his face was filled with humiliation as he was publicly reprimanded by a junior.
He said in a deep voice, "This is outrageous—it's too much!"
Qin Ming said no more, raised his right hand, and pressed it down directly towards him.
Pale golden patterns spread across the night sky, forming a gigantic hand that, in sync with his movements, slammed the Grandmaster to the ground with a deafening roar.
In an instant, bright red blood splattered everywhere.
This Grandmaster had just been attacked by four young powerhouses with the potential to become Great Sage, including Qin Ming and Zhou Tian. His body had already exploded once and suffered severe injuries. Now, his reconstructed body was riddled with cracks, making it even easier for him to disintegrate.
Qin Ming looked down at the pool of blood and said, "Do you think I'm speaking to you politely and humbly?"
"This—" The hearts of the Blood Xuandu Organization members pounded wildly.
Was his earlier domineering manner actually a sign of him speaking softly and lowering his stance?
What would he be like if he became assertive?
All the attendees from the Blood Xuandu Organization stared at this scene in disbelief.
Is this the Daoist master of the Tushita Palace, known for his quiet and inactive lifestyle, and a role model for the younger generation?
At the same time, Qin Ming bent his finger and flicked it lightly. Instantly, a thick finger appeared in the void, shattering the white-robed man into pieces!
Undoubtedly, Qin Ming had shown mercy.
At this point, both the Grandmaster and the previously outstanding white-robed man were pressed against the ground, which could be considered as kneeling in disguise.
"This is supposed to be an exchange meeting, yet your Tushita Palace has acted so ruthlessly. Are you trying to start a war?"
In the void, silently, the two Grandmaster reappeared.
They were cloaked in black, exuding a murderous aura and filled with malice, their eyes fixed on Qin Ming.
Niu Wuwei stepped forward first and said, "Where do you get the audacity to put on airs here?"
With the head of a bull and the body of a human, it possesses a transcendent air as Hidden Disciples.
It glanced at the two Grandmaster and said, "Recently, my Tushita Palace has been treating your Blood Xuandu Organization with extremely high honors. Has this given you the wrong impression that we are born to be polite to you?"
Its ox-like face was solemn as it said, "We respect Xuandu. Who do you think you are? You come here to nitpick, trying to take over and intimidate us? With your attitude, if you don't kneel here, who will?"
Niu Wuwei looked at Qin Ming and Zhou Tian, gave them a slight nod, and then threw a punch first.
It Dao Venerable the potential to become a Daoist master. As a contemporary Hidden Disciples, it is natural for it to step forward and shoulder the responsibility in this situation. Therefore, it strictly follows the old monster's instructions and takes action when necessary.
The root cause is that the higher-ups of the Tushita Palace could not be certain whether Blood Xuandu was the one from High Antiquity, and their wariness of him far outweighed their respect.
Qin Ming, Zhou Tian, Li Youde attacked simultaneously, using their extraordinary techniques to amplify their fist light, instantly engulfing the area in front of them.
The two Grandmaster, their bodies Lingering Immortal Light and accompanied by Blood Evil, let out low roars, their eyes exceptionally fierce. Naturally, they would not sit idly by and wait to die; they wanted to fight with all their might.
The intertwined Dao Patterns resembled bolts of lightning, tearing through the night sky and making the two appear as if they were True God descending to earth, exceptionally majestic and outstanding in the darkness.
However, the outcome of this exchange of fire was unexpected by many.
Even the two Grandmaster combined were no match for him; they were both sent flying backward, spraying blood everywhere.
For a moment, the place was completely silent.
Even with two Grandmaster joining forces, they couldn't stop the four youths.
Soon, powerful fluctuations emanated from the attendees of the Blood Xuandu Organization. Some powerful individuals could no longer remain seated and rose upwards accompanied by Primordial Qi.
"Enough!" A shout came from the depths of the night sky.
A silver talisman fell, separating the two sides and extinguishing all magic in an instant.
Here, all the restless emotions were suppressed.
"This exchange will give both sides a chance to understand each other. Let's not lose sight of our original intentions and let the conflict end here." The voice was calm, yet it carried an unfathomable sense of power.
Sure enough, after the incident, the members of the Blood Xuandu Organization became much more restrained and low-key.
The ensuing exchange was truly a discussion of doctrines and principles, a process of mutual understanding. Even when someone stepped in to spar, it all proceeded within a controlled scope.
Nearby, the lake shimmered with Golden Haze, and the lotus blossoms swayed with iridescent glow, releasing a delicate fragrance.
The atmosphere at the exchange meeting was much more harmonious.
There was no other way; the four formidable figures had attacked with such ferocity that they had already intimidated everyone present, even defeating Grandmaster on the spot. How could anyone else dare to make a rash move?
Qin Ming sat quietly on the grass amidst the flowing Immortal Mist, with a jade table in front of him, laden with delicacies and fruits, and he was savoring fine wine.
He didn't need to personally intervene; after demonstrating some of his abilities, the attendees on the other side already regarded him as the "protector" of the Tushita Palace.
Niu Wuwei frowned and said, "The legendary ' Blood Dao Venerable,' who supposedly possesses boundless potential, hasn't come."
As Hidden Disciples, it came to this place intending to meet that person.
Li Youde, a seemingly ordinary young man, put down his wine glass and said, "This is a bad sign."
Zhou Tian nodded and said, "The organization on the other side values Blood Dao Venerable very much," because they are afraid something might happen to him here.
Niu Wuwei's face was grave as he said, "Why are they worried? Because they don't trust the Tushita Palace, and they themselves are hostile towards us."
Li Youde began, "This battle is probably unavoidable."
If even they can see the problem, the higher-ups must have already realized it.
Moreover, the people in this organization came up with the intention of indirectly assessing Qin Ming; this was an attempt to probe and understand the true strength and weaknesses of the Tushita Palace.
Without much thought, in the past twenty days or so, with messengers constantly coming and going, the older generation has already done their due diligence on each other.
Li Youde sighed and said, "That's Lord Xuandu, the one who established the branch of the Tushita Palace. Why are they making enemies of us? Are they trying to kill each other?"
Qin Ming said, "In my homeland, there is a rule that even the Ancestor of a sect is considered an outsider once he leaves his homeland for more than several decades or even a hundred years."
He spoke the truth, revealing a cruel reality.
Many people have left Night Prefecture in the past. If they return after many years, even if they are close friends or family, we must be wary.
These are lessons learned from the blood and tears of our predecessors, and have long become ironclad rules that must be followed.
Li Youde nodded and said, "That makes sense, but why did it come to this? If the original Xuandu had returned, wouldn't everything in the Tushita Palace have been his?"
Niu Wuwei said, "That's even more terrifying."
Zhou Tian said, "It's clear that regardless of Blood Xuandu's background, whether he's from High Antiquity or not, he's very wary of this place and doesn't dare to set foot here easily."
After exchanging words with the person opposite her, Li Qingyue returned to her seat, not far from Qin Ming, and said, "Perhaps he has his own unavoidable difficulties and doesn't want to bring trouble back."
The Hidden Disciples Niu Wuwei sighed, "Those who vanished in High Antiquity can still stir up trouble in the world. This world is truly turbulent and far too dangerous."
Qin Ming nodded in agreement, feeling a sense of shared sentiment.
He deeply understood this; he found three similar figures among the ancients!
Of course, only one is still alive.
However, the two sides have adopted different recovery methods.
The Longevity Abominations is often related to Blood Calamity, and the original test subjects were all "modified".
The president was buried in Creation Grounds, where he used special Cultivation Method to accumulate energy and await his physical body to come back to life.
Qin Ming pondered to himself that in order to avoid death and be New Life, the ancients had indeed used all sorts of methods and explored many paths.
He naturally thought of the scene where Ten Thousand Dragons Carrying the Tomb.
That ancient person was also very mysterious. Even after death, he could still wander around the Night Mist World, absorbing all kinds of Divine Substance, waiting for the day he would be resurrected and attain immortality.
Qin Ming looked up at the sky; the night was hazy.
"This boundless Night Mist World is truly mysterious. Not only is its territory limitless and its exploration endless, but even the past and present are inextricably intertwined. The dead do not necessarily disappear forever and may even reappear in the Mortal World."
From this perspective, it's not just contemporary people competing; those ancient figures who once amazed an era and were among the most powerful are also participating in contemporary affairs.
The Blood Xuandu Capital organization only sent three Master-level Saint Disciple, and because the white-robed man was severely injured beforehand, the sparring session ended quickly.
Qin Ming looked across and sensed a rather strong malice, which could be detected with a slight resonance.
"And there's another one— Saint Disciple, who hates me so much, why don't you join the fray?" He beckoned to the man.
He was surprised, but instantly understood the situation. This person was not a member of Blood Xuandu, but from the organization they had hunted down last time.
On that occasion, two thousand followers of the Tushita Palace besieged five hundred Longevity Abominations. Although they were completely annihilated, some of their own Saint Disciple also perished. One can imagine how ruthless that organization was.
Qin Ming grabbed him with his bare hand, and the Saint Disciple staggered away from the crowd.
"I did not request to spar with you, so why did you attack me?" he asked in a deep voice.
Qin Ming stared at him and said, "What is your status, and what is my skill level? Is it appropriate for you to use the word 'sparring'?"
Zhou Tian drank the wine with ease, having truly grown accustomed to his villainous language.
Niu Wuwei, Hidden Disciples of the Tushita Palace, may have a stern face all day, but his State of Mind is actually incredibly peaceful. However, right now, his Heart Lake is rippled with emotion.
Zhou Tian glanced at him and said, "Yeah, you'll get used to it."
Niu Wuwei nodded and said, "I'm already somewhat... immune."
The young Master spoke up, "Friend, aren't you going too far? I haven't caused any trouble, and I haven't uttered a single word. I have no intention of fighting you."
He was out of control, and under the power radiating from Qin Ming's five fingers, which almost distorted the void, he broke away from the crowd and came to the open space in front of him.
With a loud bang, Qin Ming raised his hand, and the pale golden giant palm reappeared, pressing the man down with a thud, causing him to fall flat on the ground.
"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated." The man roared, veins bulging on his forehead, as he struggled to raise his head.
"You said that?" Qin Ming asked, and then, without waiting for his answer, he pressed down hard, slamming the man's face into the ground with a thud, and crushing his body with his large hand, leaving it covered in cracks.
"Holy crap!"
A group of people felt their hair stand on end; this man was truly unscrupulous and lawless.
On the surface, this person was indeed very well-behaved and hadn't provoked anyone, but even so, he was still pinned to the ground by Zheng Guang, his body on the verge of being torn apart.
Qin Ming spoke up, "I am known as the Supreme Good Grandmaster, and I cannot bear to see evil in the Mortal World, therefore I must educate you."
The members of the Blood Xuandu Organization all felt that this person was even more wicked than them, and no matter how you looked at it, he was not a good person.
Zhen Gui cried out in his heart: If his actions were in a traditional Chinese novel, he would surely be a villain who would die suddenly.
"Isn't your Tushita Palace going too far?"
"Could it be that after all these years, you have changed your doctrines and are now practicing blood-colored Cultivation Method?"
Some members of the Blood Xuandu Organization couldn't stand it and couldn't help but shout their rebukes.
Qin Ming sat cross-legged calmly, surveying his surroundings, and said, "He's not from Blood Xuandu Capital, but from another Longevity Abomination Organization. So, you two have already colluded?"
"What?"
"Impossible!"
Both sides were somewhat surprised.
Even among the people of Blood Xuandu, most were unaware of this person's identity.
The young man on the ground struggled violently, saying, "You're slandering me! I'm ready to fight you to the death!"
He took on the challenge on the spot, his eyes fierce.
From the Tushita Palace, someone shouted, "You've got some nerve, daring to come here."
Qin Ming released the young man on the ground and said, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance."
This person had only recently broken through to the Master level and was a newly promoted Saint Disciple. He was inherently arrogant and had a very strong belief.
However, after witnessing Qin Ming, Niu Wuwei, Zhou Tian, and others make their moves today, his spirits completely collapsed, and he dared not fight back after getting up.
A glowing silver piece of paper burned; it was Teleportation Talisman, and he wanted to escape immediately.
However, Qin Ming snapped his fingers, and the talisman exploded.
Many people's pupils constrict; is it true that Teleportation Talisman are ineffective in the face of Zheng Guang?
Qin Ming reached out his large hand and grabbed forward. No matter how much the newly promoted Saint Disciple charged left and right, summoned talismans, activated rare treasures, or used his ultimate techniques, it was all in vain.
The talismans and other magical artifacts all went out, instantly dimming.
With a soft slap, he was smashed to pieces by Qin Ming, the splatter staining the grass red.
His Pure Yang Consciousness tried to escape underground, but Qin Ming grabbed him and tossed him to Niu Wuwei, saying, "Interrogate him carefully."
The people on the Tushita Palace side didn't look too happy.
Although I had already guessed that the Blood Xuandu organization was unreliable, their blatant association with another Longevity Abomination Organization was still unsettling.
After that, no one else stepped forward to spar.
The people from Blood Xuandu felt as uneasy as if they were facing a prehistoric beast when they saw Qin Ming there.
On the other side of the Tushita Palace, many people felt much more State of Mind, as they were now on the same side as the Madman.
Someone muttered to themselves, "I finally understand what those Master and Saint Disciple were feeling at the Flowing Firefly Twin Ruins Site."
To be an opponent of this Madman is truly terrifying.
Quiet and reserved.
On the other side, the atmosphere was harmonious, and many people were chatting happily.
To the surprise of many, Yun Wangshu gracefully walked over, not only offering a toast to the future Great Sage but also personally pouring the wine.
Zhen Gui was astonished, then felt bewildered. This was Yun Wangshu, Saint Disciple of his generation, whose status and position were extremely high among the people under the rule of the Tushita Palace.
But what did he see right now?
Yun Wangshu took his place and went forward to pour the wine.
"She actually managed to lower herself to this extent." Zhen Gui felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
The other disciples were initially surprised, but quickly understood. What was wrong with Fairy Yun toasting the future Great Sage? Wasn't that perfectly normal?
Based on the Madman's recent performance, who wouldn't be impressed? After all, even Niu Wuwei, who had the potential to become Dao Venerable, was defeated by him.
Such a person has unlimited potential for future achievements and will most likely become a being of the Dao Venerable level.
If such a person were to rise to power successfully, he could single-handedly suppress an entire region.
"Qing Yue, I salute you." Yun Wangshu lowered her posture and gracefully approached Li Qingyue.
With a "sizzle," people felt a spark flash in Li Qingyue's clear and elegant eyes, but she still smiled and raised her glass.
The exchange ended in a disappointing fashion, mainly because the future Great Sage and the Hidden Disciples with the potential to become Dao Venerable personally took the stage, and the opposing side couldn't withstand the pressure and was almost suffocated.
However, some people felt that the goal had been achieved: to explore the depth of the disciples on the Tushita Palace side.
Combined with the probing among the older generation, a full assessment of the overall strength of the Tushita Palace was made.
"Be ready for the Supreme Blood Battle!"
This was an order issued by the higher-ups of the Tushita Palace, which spread to every corner of the land. Everyone felt heavy-hearted, and they all understood that the supreme war was about to break out.
Outside, three groups of Longevity Abominations are already lingering. If Blood Xuandu were to join them, it would be unimaginable how bloody and cruel the final outcome would be.
Five days later, the atmosphere was incredibly oppressive, and the entire Night Mist Sea seemed to have frozen in place.
Everyone knows that a bloody war is not far off.
At the edge of the earth, a large army is approaching, threatening the territory of the Tushita Palace.
Qin Ming looked up at the deep night sky. Had he stumbled upon another bloody battle between Supreme Dao Field?
He had only been in this area for about three months when he encountered this situation.
He sighed and said, "Alas, the people of Night Prefecture are either in the midst of bloodshed or on their way to bloodshed; they rarely enjoy peace."
Overall, he's gotten used to it.
Since embarking on the path of cultivation at the age of sixteen, he has participated in various battles, including external defense, active land reclamation, and fighting in the Supreme Dao Field. He has never stopped participating in them.
Suddenly, the thick darkness of night was pierced, and a hazy light appeared between heaven and earth. At the distant horizon, a gigantic face emerged.
It melts away the night, approaches this place, and bathes everything in a soft light, trying to completely dispel the darkness, yet it brings no sense of peace.
On the contrary, everyone was filled with fear, from the highest Earth Immortal to the most ordinary creatures. Their hearts pounded, their souls seemed to leave their bodies, and their flesh trembled uncontrollably.
Although the face was rather blurry, even indistinct, people noticed that it closely resembled the statue in the Xuandu City Square.
"Xuandu —is he personally present?"
Has that great figure from High Antiquity truly returned?
"A disciple personally instructed by the Taishang has arrived in the territory of my Tushita Palace!"
In an instant, everyone who saw that enormous face was shocked, and then their bodies shook violently.
What kind of divine might was that that awed everyone?
The enormous face arrived, filling the sky; the sight was truly awe-inspiring.
Even top experts are trembling with fear; with Blood Xuandu present, who can stand against them?
"This... could it be beyond the Seventh Realm?" Some of the old monsters' voices trembled.
Even the Peak Earth Immortal looked solemn, staring intently at the enormous, boundless face in the night sky.
The oppressive feeling began to subside, and the discomfort disappeared.
A moment later, people breathed a sigh of relief; the enormous face was shrinking.
However, it remains unique in the world, hanging high in the night sky, looking down on all things, and then gazing at the Tushita Palace, whose outline is hard to see and which hangs upside down in the Beyond Heaven.
Some Earth Immortal were certain that the face they had just seen carried a hint of the pressure of the Eighth Realm.
Is that a half-step Heavenly Immortal?
A Peak Earth Immortal spoke up, "No, in this world, no one can reach the Eighth Realm. Even if that High Antiquity being were to return, in this era, he could only exude wisps of Heavenly Immortal aura through special treasures; he could not truly stand in that realm."
An old monster of the Seventh Realm is about to rush into the night sky to Blood Xuandu.
However, he was stopped.
"Don't go any closer, it's very dangerous there."
"The High Antiquity Supreme Experts has resurrected. In this special era, even if he also stands at the Seventh Realm, he must be called supreme."
Many old monsters, though they had foreseen this, still felt a pang of heartache seeing that hazy figure arrive in person. Why had things come to this?
Earlier, Clear Current Yiyin, a subordinate of Xuandu, suddenly visited, hoping that the two sides could come together peacefully.
Then, the Blood-Colored Faction appeared, and everything changed.
"Wasn't it said that Xuandu governs by non-interference and has been in seclusion for many years, detached from worldly affairs? Why would he emerge from seclusion, personally come to this place, and join forces with the other three Longevity Abominations Clan?"
Under the rule of the Tushita Palace, the high command prepared for battle.
Since a bloody battle is inevitable, no one cares about the other's identity.
The figure didn't look at them, but instead raised its head and gazed up at the almost invisible city in the Beyond Heaven.
Finally, he began his ascent to the heavens.
In the distance, a large force is gathering.
With a hum, a strange change occurred in the world. The night completely disappeared, and a precious jade appeared, illuminating the heavens and the earth, making even the dust floating in the void clearly visible.
"What? That's the Diamond Ring, the treasure of the sect! It has actually been born!"
Many people felt a great tremor in their hearts. The Diamond Ring came from the Inverted Tushita Palace, fell from there, and headed towards Blood Xuandu.
Its speed increased rapidly, crushing the night sky, and it crashed down on the figure below.
Clearly, this is not for welcoming.
Similarly, it was not drawn out by Blood Xuandu.
This is a battle; the strongest treasure of the Tushita Palace has been directly unearthed.
One can imagine the enormous impact that the appearance of Blood Xuandu would have on the world.
High in the sky, the figure remained fearless, slowly extending its right hand.
He held something in his hand—a corner of old, worn-out Old Cloth.
Above the Furnace Palace, Qin Ming's pupils contracted; he naturally knew what it was.
It was obvious that Blood Xuandu was holding Torn Cloth, intending to directly confront the supreme treasure Diamond Ring.
At this moment, the Torn Cloth in Qin Ming's arms began to shake violently, as if it were about to Chongxiao into the sky.
"I—!" His expression changed drastically; he had no desire to fly at this moment.
"Torn Cloth, be quiet!"
"Brother Bu, hold on!"
"Brother Bu, please don't be impulsive!" Qin Ming was completely alarmed. If Old Cloth were to take him flying, the consequences would be unimaginable.