"Bone Technique!"
As Jiang Ping circulated his Bone Technique, he instinctively felt a strong life force repairing his injuries.
However, the effect was not significant; the cracks on his body remained, and even showed signs of worsening.
Clearly, the effects of Bone Technique on the aftereffects of using the Sword of Ten Thousand Laws are now negligible.
Until Jiang Ping used <Rebirth>.
This is a terrifying change he has come to understand in recent years through his research on the Reincarnation Heavenly Saber: Rebirth after the End.
At this moment, Jiang Ping was enveloped in white light, with dense Dao Pattern appearing and disappearing, and the cracks all over his body were repaired in a way that was almost visible to the naked eye.
His Qi Mechanism grew stronger and stronger, almost returning to its Peak. His Blood Qi surged, and his vitality was frighteningly vigorous.
Across from him, Pei Kong was stiff all over, his unease growing stronger.
With a whoosh, he retreated, intending to leave this area, but a Sword Light suddenly ripped through the sky, its dazzling brilliance illuminating the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
"Ah!!!"
Pei Kong was terrified and let out a shrill roar. He had been struck by the sword again. Even though his physical body was astonishing, he could not withstand the sword that could unleash Ten Thousand Laws attacks.
Jiang Ping's long hair fluttered in the wind, his face indifferent.
Now, how could he not know that the other party did not come for Zhou Taohong, but rather specifically to intercept Jiang Pingping?
Sulfuric acid!
Jiang Ping brandished a dazzling longsword, its Sword Light terrifying, imbued with All Laws. The immense power pressed down, making Pei Kong feel as if he were fighting against a magnificent Heavenly Mountain, or battling a mythical dragon.
As a result, Pei Kong was once again cleaved in two, his body almost completely covered in blood.
In the distance, the crowd watched this scene, momentarily stunned, their emotions surging wildly, finding the situation utterly unbelievable.
An arrogant and unparalleled disciple of the Qingling True Disciple, standing at the very top of his Peers, was actually defeated. The key point is that the opponent was not a peerless genius from another Supreme Dao System, but rather came from Bitter Cold land.
In that resource-scarce sea, a prodigy not even a hundred years old was able to grow to such a terrifying height.
Let alone the local Martial Artist were witnessing Jiang Pingping's battle for the first time, even Ye Qingyun's eyes widened, he shuddered, and muttered:
"So Pei Kong has provoked Brother Jiang to the second stage."
Many Dao Seed remained silent, their faces filled with apprehension as they looked at Jiang Ping.
It wasn't some kind of second-stage transformation; rather, this person was simply too terrifying. Not only did he wield the legendary Sword of Ten Thousand Laws, but he also possessed an extremely profound understanding of the mysteries of Samsara, and mastered the two ultimate transformations of "The End" and "Rebirth."
I'm not as good as him!
The pale-faced Red-skirted Woman, Zhou Taohong, murmured to herself, a strange light flickering in her eyes.
She was hailed as the greatest genius of the East Sea, but she felt inferior to the man in blue standing in the arena.
Moreover, as far as she knew, the current number one prodigy of North Nether was a person Li Buyu.
"North Nether is not to be underestimated; two monsters have actually emerged in this era."
Many people praised it highly, and some of the North Nether even held their heads high, their faces full of pride.
Boom!
At this moment, the battle was not over. Jiang Ping struck hard, unleashing several sword strikes in succession. Even though Pei Kong had rebuilt his physical body, the flame of his life was extremely dim, showing faint signs of being extinguished.
"He tried to kill me!"
Pei Kong was horrified. This monster was even more ruthless than he had imagined. In the Qingling Territory, it dared to try to kill him, a True Disciple.
Fortunately, at the crucial moment, a powerful figure intervened and pulled Pei Kong away from the scene.
In fact, high-ranking members of Qingling are always present during these competitions, and no one ever dies.
On the cloud.
Startled, Pei Kong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the person in front of him had changed from Jiang Pingping to three elders.
"Master!"
Pei Kong looked at the only woman in white among the three, his face filled with shame.
The woman looked at him coldly, her face full of disdain, and snapped, "Who gave you permission to enter the arena without my permission?"
"Disciple..." Pei Kong lowered his head, trembling.
In fact, it is not uncommon for True Disciple to participate in the competition for Guest Elder. The key is that it has always been a performance show for the True Disciple. In his case, it has benefited others, while he himself was defeated and became a stepping stone.
This is likely why his master was furious; he not only tarnished the reputation of the Qingling True Disciple, but also caused his entire lineage to lose face.
"You're not getting into Heavenly Heart Cave this time. Good luck for the next ten years."
The woman's voice was icy cold, causing Pei Kong to tremble and his face to turn ugly.
"Master, on this trip to Heavenly Heart Cave, I hope to master forty percent of..."
Before the other could finish speaking, the woman interrupted him, giving him no time to reply. She reached out and slapped him into the Qingdi City, muttering something under her breath.
"Useless trash! You've consumed so many of my resources, entered the Heavenly Heart Cave three times, and still haven't managed to grasp even forty percent of the Order. Today, you were even defeated by a newly promoted Peak expert. You shameful good-for-nothing!"
Upon hearing these words, Pei Kong felt a sense of despair. He realized that his master was truly angry, and he would have difficulty obtaining certain resources within the next ten years, causing his cultivation progress to lag behind his fellow disciples.
Thinking of this, he directed his anger at Jiang Pingping. If it weren't for her, how could he have...
High in the clouds, not far from the woman in white, a handsome middle-aged man with a full head of white hair and Black Sword on his back laughed:
"Old Bai, calm down. It's normal that your disciple's skills are inferior. After all, the opponent used the Sword of Ten Thousand Laws. With that level of strength, apart from the top-ranked True Disciple, other disciples would probably have achieved the same result."
As he spoke, he looked down at the junior in blue robes and said:
"What can I say about this kid? His Combat strength is seriously beyond the norm. I'm afraid even Zhou Taohong wouldn't be able to withstand a single sword strike from him."
True Saint Bai Ling nodded, her expression softening slightly, and said:
"Give him an elder position and let him end this elder selection process early."
Even her eighth-ranked True Disciple suffered a crushing defeat, let alone the other inner disciples; there was no point in them participating anymore.
"What a pity."
At this moment, another slightly plump elderly man in a Daoist robe sighed and said:
"This junior's talent is truly remarkable. If he had been born under the rule of my Qingling Palace, he would definitely be among the top of the Twelve True Disciples, and it wouldn't be impossible for him to even Upper True Disciple."
"The possibility is very low!"
True Saint Bai Ling shook his head and said:
"At his age, the Upper True Disciple of Qingling have already passed the Nine-Nine Tribulation, but this boy has only passed the Eight-Nine Tribulation. It seems he has gone astray and spent all his cultivation time on that Sword of Ten Thousand Laws."
In the past, Qingling Palace also had a disciple with extraordinary talent. At that time, everyone said that he could dominate Qingling Palace for an era. However, he chose the wrong path and also followed the path of Ten Thousand Laws.
At first, that disciple was indeed unparalleled in strength, but the further he went, the slower his cultivation progressed. He even secretly used the Ten Thousand Laws as his foundation. In the end, more than a thousand years had passed before he Jian Dao Tribulation. When he reached the Peak of his spiritual journey, he was already past his prime and ultimately died tragically under the True Saint Tribulation.
Bai Ling looked down at the man in blue and said, "He practices too many and too varied techniques, all based on Samsara, yet he cultivates the Sword of Ten Thousand Laws Sword Art, even reaching the level of Divine Intent. I reckon he won't be willing to give up this skill that greatly increases Combat strength in the future."
"But who in the world doesn't know that this technique is too heaven-defying and too difficult to practice? Even we dare not easily delve into it, for fear of being distracted and unable to Near Dao, let alone a junior who has only just Spirit Wander Eighth Heaven."
"Too."
The old man in the Daoist robe nodded and said, "Throughout history, let alone the Ten Thousand Laws Dao Monarch, even true saints who cultivate Ten Thousand Laws are pitifully rare."