Senior, This is All a Misunderstanding; Comprehending Divine Dao Art

The courtyard was deathly silent.

The pupils of the several Nascent Soul Experts constricted.

No one had expected Qin Hao to strike the moment he spoke.

Most crucially, he had instantly killed a Nascent Soul Early Stage master with just a single blow.

Yang Sen and Senior Brother Song were both capable of killing a Nascent Soul Early Stage Cultivator.

However, they had no way of doing so this quickly.

The Strong Man said in shock and anger, "Fellow Daoist, you killed a Nascent Soul Expert from our War God Temple without cause; isn't that going a bit too far?"

"Too far? Who is the one truly going too far?"

Qin Hao stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent. "This Seat originally intended to negotiate with you properly, but you were all too greedy, insisting on making such exorbitant demands. Naturally, you have no one to blame but yourselves."

"Even so, you shouldn't have killed him!"

The Strong Man couldn't help but say, "That was a Nascent Soul Expert of our War God Temple!"

"Noisy!"

Qin Hao cut him off directly, saying, "What? Do you want to die too?"

Upon hearing this, the Strong Man immediately shut his mouth.

He was still young; he didn't want to die so soon!

Senior Brother Song suddenly asked, "Fellow Daoist, was that the Death Curse Technique you just unleashed?"

"The Death Curse Technique?"

Hearing this name, everyone's expression changed drastically.

According to legend, the Death Curse Technique was a terrifying Divine Dao Art.

Once successfully cultivated, one could be invincible among their peers; one only needed to utter the word "die" to extinguish an expert.

If the opponent truly mastered the Death Curse Technique, then even if all of them combined their strength, it wouldn't be enough to kill him.

"A mere Death Curse Technique is worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as this Seat's Divine Dao Art?"

Qin Hao raised his head and spoke arrogantly, "Even if someone who knows the Death Curse Technique provokes this Seat, it is they who will die!"

"It can be said that as long as a Spirit Transformation expert does not appear, no one in the Nascent Soul Realm can withstand this Divine Dao Art of mine!"

The Death Curse Technique sounded powerful, but it could only target those weaker than oneself or those with similar cultivation levels.

It could only be considered invincible among peers, not invincible within the same realm.

The Extreme Realm, however, was different; even someone who had just entered the Nascent Soul Realm could instantly kill a False God expert.

After all, the Death Curse Technique was merely a Divine Dao Art created in imitation of the Extreme Realm.

Seeing Qin Hao act so arrogantly, the crowd fell silent instead.

Although they still harbored doubts in their hearts regarding Qin Hao's words, no one dared to gamble with their own lives!

If they lost the bet, they would no longer be able to lord over others in the future.

"Fellow... Senior, this is all a misunderstanding!"

Senior Brother Song looked at the Strong Man and scolded, "Hurry up and apologize to the Senior!"

The Strong Man hurriedly apologized, "Senior, it was this junior who spoke without thinking just now. I hope the Senior can forgive this junior!"

Qin Hao glanced at him and asked, "Is this how you offer an apology?"

The Strong Man sighed inwardly, and with a pained expression, he removed his Storage Bag and offered it with both hands.

Inside this Storage Bag were the treasures he had accumulated over the past few hundred years.

Now, simply because he had said the wrong thing, he had to hand it over to someone else.

Qin Hao took the Storage Bag and said, "This matter is settled."

Senior Brother Song cupped his hands and said, "Senior, you may view the Divine Dao Art at any time. As for that Infant-Establishing Pill, please take it back!"

Feng Luan hurriedly offered the pill.

Qin Hao picked up the pill and tossed it to Zhou Zihong, saying, "I gift this bottle of pills to you. I hope you can form your Nascent Soul soon."

"Thank you, Senior!"

Zhou Zihong's face lit up with joy as she smiled and thanked him.

"Thank you, Senior!"

Seeing Qin Hao give the pill to her daughter, Feng Luan also revealed a look of gratitude.

Because this pill was so rare, even a Nascent Soul couple like them lacked the strength to purchase one from the outside.

Infant-Establishing Pills refined by the Yuntian Sect were basically snatched up by Level 4 or even Level 5 Cultivation Nations the moment they were produced.

Even if there were extras, they were reserved for the Yuntian Sect's own people, not for sale.

It was precisely for this reason that the Yuntian Sect possessed at least a dozen Nascent Soul Ancestors.

The Yuntian Sect alone boasted as many as five False God experts at the Nascent Soul Great Perfection stage.

Qin Hao said, "Now, take This Seat to see the Divine Dao Art!"

"Senior, please follow me!"

After Feng Luan finished speaking, she raised a Rainbow Streak and flew toward the back of the mountain peak.

Before long, the two arrived in front of a Stone Mansion on the rear side of the peak.

Feng Luan waved her slender hand, and a Jade Talisman suddenly appeared in her palm.

"Hum!"

As she pressed the Jade Talisman against the stone wall, a burst of light surged forth and sank into the rock.

The next moment, dense crystalline light began to appear on the stone wall, making it look as if it had transformed into a mirror.

"Please enter, Senior!"

As Feng Luan spoke, she stepped into the mirror surface.

It was as if she were sinking into water; ripples actually appeared on the stone wall.

Qin Hao did not hesitate in the slightest and stepped into the mirror surface as well.

Feng Luan introduced, "Our War God Temple is quite proficient in the art of artifact refining. This object is called the Water Mirror Gate. Without holding the special Jade Talisman, no one below the Spirit Transformation stage can enter!"

"Mm!"

Qin Hao nodded, his gaze sweeping across the Stone Mansion.

The space here was vast and expansive. In the center was a large hall, surrounded by hundreds of stone chambers packed closely together.

Outside every stone chamber was a Water Mirror Gate.

In the central hall stood a four-tiered shelf, upon which were placed numerous Spirit Tablets.

On the tablet at the very top was written: "Founder of the War God Temple—Gong Mo!"

"Progenitor Gong is the founder of our War God Temple, and it was he who discovered the Divine Dao Art!"

Feng Luan walked forward and bowed to the tablet.

Then, she said to Qin Hao, "Senior, please follow me!"

The two bypassed the tablet, and ahead of them stood another green jade wall, densely covered in small characters.

Qin Hao saw that at the very top of this wall were written the three characters: "Divine Dao Art."

At the very bottom, it read: "Disciple Chen Chong, inscribed from memory; future generations must practice with caution."

"I imagine you have heard, Senior, that the original version of our War God Temple's Divine Dao Art was taken away by the Level 4 Cultivation Nation, the Tiangang Kingdom."

Feng Luan sighed, "This Divine Dao Art is extremely bizarre; anyone can only comprehend it, but it cannot be described in words."

"Only Progenitor Chen Chong was able to inscribe the Divine Dao Art based on his own memory, but he died of exhaustion as a result!"

"It can be said that if not for Progenitor Chen Chong, our War God Temple would have completely lost the Divine Dao Art!"

"But even so, in all the years since our sect was founded, only thirty people have managed to comprehend it."

Qin Hao stepped forward and began to read the text word by word.

After he had finished reading, he discovered that he hadn't retained a single one of these characters in his mind.

It was as if he had never looked at them at all.

Truly bizarre!

Qin Hao did not panic; he began to observe them again.

As he read through them time after time, his speed grew faster and faster.

Gradually, a figure began to emerge in his mind, continuously forming one hand seal after another.

And as these hand seals were cast, that figure began to multiply from one into two, and from two into three.