Shang Mingyuan's face was gloomy, and he couldn't say a word.
He flaunted his lineage in front of Jiang Siqi, relying on bloodlines, but when facing Shangguan Chun, he couldn't compete and was naturally inferior.
However, he inquired further, still wanting to know the other party's reason for taking action, as he knew that the Shang Family had no grudge against the Shangguan Clan.
If there is any misunderstanding, it can be resolved in a timely manner.
However, all he got in return was a dismissive laugh from Shangguan Chun.
That contempt and disdain ignited Shang Mingyuan's murderous intent and fueled his rage.
This is the way he looks at Jiang Siqi; the other person also treats him like Mud Leg.
However, Shang Mingyuan still managed to see through the truth.
Just as he didn't understand Shangguan Chun's actions, there were also Half-Saint below asking Xie Wuji why he was able to be resurrected from the dead.
"Jiang Ping has successfully forged Treading the path, inheriting two aspects of the Artistic Conception of Changshi Fist, and has already achieved Great Accomplishment Concept!"
Upon hearing Xie Wuji's words, Shang Mingyuan was instantly stunned.
"What?!"
Below, a group of Half-Saint stared in astonishment, their eyes filled with disbelief.
That's the Changshi Fist!
Invincible Technique even more terrifying than the Murong Family's Thunderous Heavenly Might, with an unconventional and shocking concept.
"That's true. It's only through these subsequent beliefs that I've been able to barely prolong my life and live a few more years."
Xie Wuji spoke slowly, revealing Artistic Conception that immediately moved everyone present. Even the Zheng Family Old Woman couldn't help but feel a longing and her heart fluttered.
After a moment, Master Xie stopped showing off, then stared at Wei Lin and Shang Mingyuan with eyes blazing with fury:
"What a pity that everything is ruined. Little Jiang's talent was so amazing, yet he was ruined by these two villains."
Wei Lin fell silent, his eyes deep and thoughtful.
"He's only been practicing that style of Fist Technique for a few years," Saint Lu murmured, his face full of disbelief.
To achieve so much in such a short time, imagine how much more one could accomplish in a few more years...
"Continuing the artistic Artistic Conception!"
Xiao Yucheng was in a state of confusion. He had already thought highly of Jiang Ping, but he never expected to learn of the other's true talent until now.
This is fucking outrageous!
"Simply unprecedented, a talent of ancestor level!"
Leng Yue sighed deeply, deeply moved by the young man's extraordinary feat.
Such a person might have accomplished what his predecessors had failed to do for thousands of years, but unfortunately, everything was lost, and he was murdered by others.
"Once success is Number One Under Heaven, even the Heavenly Might Martial Saint will be dethroned."
Some Half-Saint sighed, no wonder Jiang Saint went mad and acted recklessly.
Such a prodigy has been harmed; no one could remain calm in that situation. If it were him, he might be even more insane than Jiang Saint.
Above the sky.
Do you understand now?
Shangguan Chun finally spoke, looking at Shang Mingyuan, and said coldly:
"You ruined a legendary figure!"
At that time, Xie Wuji visited him and showed him the Great Accomplishment Concept Realm. He was extremely surprised and delighted.
This will not only create a Supreme Experts, but also bring blessings to future generations.
Once the Changshi Fist is developed to the Momentum Realm, even martial saints like them can benefit, and it is estimated that it can extend their lifespan by 60 years.
Sadly, he has passed away, harmed by a villain.
"You beast!"
The Qin Clan Royal Family was furious. Their Old Saint desperately needed to prolong his life, and now that he had learned of this inside story, he wished he could tear Shang Mingyuan and Wei Lin apart alive.
"Shang Mingyuan!"
A furious roar echoed from the Imperial City. It belonged to a martial saint from a certain aristocratic family. He had been neutral until now, but upon learning the truth, he was filled with rage.
Shang Mingyuan not only hindered the future of a younger generation, but also impeded all the possibilities for Martial Artist across the world.
At this moment, even the Zheng Family Twin Saints looked at Shang Mingyuan with complicated emotions in their eyes.
Zheng Tianrong is still young and in his prime, but his His Father is Old Saint who is already in his twilight years.
"How pathetic and lamentable."
Many people lamented that Jiang Ping had never truly revealed his true abilities and had never shown his full talent.
It wasn't until Jiang Saint went mad and Xie Wuji revealed everything that they realized that a peerless talent had emerged Great Li this generation of Unrivaled, whose comprehension was comparable to that of Near-Dao Being.
"What a pity."
Shangguan Chun sighed. A journey of his own descendants had actually given his ancestral Fist Technique a touch more artistic Artistic Conception.
However, this is the end of it all. Who knows how many years it will take to find a way to make a comeback.
"Little Jiang has actually made progress, and has achieved the Eighth Level Concept Realm."
"What?!"
Shangguan Chun was stunned, looking down at the Half-Saint.
"Is that so?" Jiang Saint couldn't help but ask, looking at his own child.
"Yes, when he was cast into the Black Abyss, he sent me a telepathic message, leaving behind his final message."
Jiang Yuan nodded with a complicated expression, then transmitted his voice to the two Martial Saints.
After a moment, Shangguan Chun nodded repeatedly, her face filled with excitement:
"No problem, the concept is even more profound; that's Eighth Level Concept Realm."
This is his clan's ancestral Fist Technique, and few people understand it better than him.
That's right, that outstanding person has once again Treading the path, elevating the philosophy of Changshi Fist to a new level.
Instantly, the place erupted in cheers; a group of people were once again astonished and shocked.
Jiang Ping deduced another concept; his talent was outrageously high. It wasn't just about finding the Near Dao; he was practically a reincarnation of an immortal.
"Even those born with a Dao Seed are nothing more than this."
Some people were lost in thought, their expressions blank.
Jiang Ping's heroic deeds are very much like some kind of terrifying legendary creature in ancient books, born Near Dao the Dao and born for the Great Dao.
In a brilliant era, they might very well have strayed into the Near-Dao Realm, or even become forbidden beings.
"Such talent, so admired by many, yet you caused my death!"
The Martial Saint Changchun was filled with rage as he glared at Wei Lin.
If this person hadn't betrayed us, things wouldn't have escalated to this point; otherwise, the other party would have benefited as well.
You deserve to die!
Shangguan Chun looked at Shang Mingyuan, her Killing intent intensifying.
I no longer care to distinguish right from wrong.
Jiang Saint's voice resonated throughout the surrounding area; he had only one goal today: to kill Shang Mingyuan!
"Then let's give it a try. At worst, it'll turn the world upside down!"
Shang Mingyuan said loudly.
He didn't think he had done anything wrong. Even though he was on the opposite side, killing Jiang Ping was out of fear of his future, and he had no regrets.
"The man is dead; all talk is meaningless. Look ahead!"
Zheng Tianrong also spoke up, promptly recognizing his place.
No matter how talented you are, death is the end; the past is the past, and there is no future to speak of.
At the same time, he was also reminding certain neutral martial saints that if they participated in the war and failed, they would face retribution.
Because while a Martial Saint can be injured, it is very difficult to completely kill them, as exemplified by Jiang Saint and Shangguan Chun, the Lightning and Thunder Saint.
Buzz!
In an instant, the two saints who were about to approach retreated.
"Sigh." Xie Wuji sighed. With two more reinforcements on their side, the situation would be much better.
He felt somewhat guilty, believing that he also bore some responsibility for Jiang Ping's death. Because to prolong life, he needed Jiang Saint to meditate together, which was why he asked Wei Lin to step in, but in the end, he gave the other side an opportunity.
"Kill!"
Unable to calm his anger, Shangguan Chun made another move, determined to attempt to kill the Saint.
As for Jiang Siqi, he was even more formidable, striking with Thunder speed and holding nothing back.
Boom!
The sky exploded, riddled with holes, dazzling with vibrant colors. Beams of light tore through the earth, as if the Sky Curtain were collapsing, creating a sense of apocalyptic desolation and bleakness.
Tear!
Blood rained down from the sky. Some saw that Shang Mingyuan, who was always powerful and aloof, was torn in two by Jiang Saint. Blood mist billowed into the sky, staining the heavens red.
"Is he dead?" Jiang Yuan felt a surge of anticipation.
Only.
Firelight illuminated the night sky as Shang Mingyuan reorganized the organization once again.